"Lin Zhixian, Lord Zhao Xue, the first batch of sweet potatoes this year has matured."

Several people hurriedly stepped forward and wiped the fine beads of sweat on their foreheads.

"What is a sweet potato?"

Zhu Di was intrigued by this novel term.

"Sweet potato is a crop introduced by Linzhi County from Fanbang, which is optimized by the Ministry of Agriculture of Taoyuan Research Institute, and now the yield per mu can reach 3,000 catties!"

Tang Shu's words were full of pride.

"What, you say it again?"

Zhu Di was in disbelief and said in astonishment.

"After three years of breeding, the yield of sweet potatoes per mu in Daming can reach exactly 3,000 catties, if you don't believe it, you can go to the field to verify it."

Tang Shu smiled heartily, three years of hard work were not in vain.

Lin Hao frowned slightly, in the 21st century, the yield per mu of sweet potatoes has been able to reach 6,000 catties.

It may be due to the barren land of the Ming Dynasty, when it was first introduced, the yield per mu was not more than 1,000 catties.

In three years, it has only tripled, which is really difficult to satisfy Lin Hao.

Zhu Di and Cheng Guogong were crazy, stepping into the farmland, dragging the sweet potato vine, and uprooting the sweet potato.

What a concept of three thousand pounds!

Now the most fertile land in the Ming Dynasty, the yield of rice per mu is only four or five hundred catties, if what Lin Hao said is true.

The entire Ming Dynasty will no longer be trapped by food shortages!

As long as you can eat it, whether it is good or not is secondary.

The sky was completely dark, and Lin Hao was lying on a bamboo chair, looking at the stars in the sky.

Zhu Di and the others are still working happily in the fields.

Tang Shu Zhao learned a few people, and transported the sweet potatoes back to the wooden house for the two of them.

sub-hours.

Zhu Di and the others were covered in mud, looking at the mountains of sweet potatoes in front of them, their eyes were full of excitement.

With the naked eye, at least they are all above a thousand catties.

"Lin boy, this time you can be regarded as an immortal achievement."

Cheng Guogong's eyes were full of appreciation.

Zhao Si took the scale and weighed the sweet potato on the side.

Another half hour passed.

Zhao Si gasped and looked at the data on the booklet in disbelief: "Your Majesty, the yield per mu of sweet potatoes has reached four thousand eight hundred catties!" ”

Zhu Di only felt unreal, had difficulty breathing, and barely stood still with Chengguo Gongcai.

"As I said earlier, the yield of 3,000 catties per mu is the result of testing on the most barren land, and the land in front of me is still fertile, 4,800 catties, which belongs to the normal category."

Tang Shu bowed slightly.

"Zhao Si, you take the Imperial Forest Army and go to plan a few more acres for me, I want to see if the yield per mu can reach 3,000 catties!"

Zhu Di's neck was red, and it took a while to come to his senses.

Thousands of royal forest troops, but in a quarter of an hour, they dug out nearly ten acres of sweet potatoes.

Immediately after that, the weighing is carried out.

In the end, the result was that a total of 47,000 catties was obtained, and the proper yield per mu exceeded 4,500 catties!

"The disaster in Shandong can be solved, and the disaster in Jiangnan is not a problem, Lin Hao, you are really my lucky star!"

Zhu Di is happy like a child, relying on sweet potatoes to solve the world's food disaster, he is the emperor of the ages!

Since then, Daming is no longer short of food, and every household can eat enough, and even have a surplus!

There are no words that can describe Zhu Di's state of mind at this moment.

"I forgot to ask, how many years can this thing be ripened in a year, and what is the need for planting farmland?"

Zhu Di suddenly remembered, so he asked.

Even if it is ripe once a year, it is definitely auspicious!

"There is almost no demand for planting land, and the demand for water is also very low, and it can also be planted in the desert, and it should be able to reach three crops a year when planted in the south of the Yangtze River, and it should be two crops a year in the north of the desert."

Lin Hao said truthfully.

In fact, in history, sweet potatoes were introduced from the Americas during the Wanli period.

It's just that due to the barren land and the variety problem, the yield per mu is barely more than 1,000 catties.

It is also by bringing back the excellent varieties of the 21st century, coupled with the efforts of the Taoyuan Research Institute for several years, that he can achieve a yield of thousands of catties per mu.

"Three crops a year!"

Zhu Di and Cheng Guogong both had weak legs, and they sat on the ground paralyzed, unable to let go for a long time.

Doesn't it mean that sweet potatoes can reach an annual yield of 10,000 catties per mu!

What is the concept?

Taoyuan County has a population of 30,000 people, and 1,000 acres of land can be rich in food!

Lin Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head, naturally guessing what Zhu Di was thinking, but the sweet potato was placed in Taoyuan County, so it was really a dog who shook his head when he saw it.

Every family must not have a balanced meal every day, two eggs in the morning, with a glass of milk, a KFC at noon, and a small barbecue with beer in the evening.

Poverty limits Zhu Di's imagination.

"How do you eat it and how does it taste?"

Zhu Di forced himself to calm down, and then asked.

Even if you are ready, as long as you can manage your fill, even if it is like eating, so what?

"Moist and edible, or boiled or ground into powder, raw food such as arrowroot, cooked food like honey, taste like water chestnut."

Lin Hao said with a smile on his face.

Zhu Di didn't care about anything else, picked up a sweet potato, rubbed the soil on the brocade robe, took a bite, and chewed it carefully.

The tightly knit brows suddenly stretched, not only Ruize delicious, but also with a hint of sweetness.

Delicious!

Seeing this, Cheng Guogong also picked one up, didn't care about wiping all the dirt, hugged it and gnawed it.

When I was fighting in Mobei, the vast desert, when there was no food, in order to survive, I even gnawed the roots of the tree, and I would care about such details.

Lin Hao threw a dirt pit in front of the wooden house, threw a bonfire into it, and then threw down a few sweet potatoes.

Soon, there was a burst of burnt fragrance from the bonfire, and Princess Zhu Gaoxu Xianning, who had not eaten for a long time, made a gurgling sound in their stomachs.

Lin Hao took out a sweet potato from the bonfire, carefully removed the burnt skin, revealing the golden sweet potato, and handed it to Princess Xianning.

Princess Xianning took a bite, the expression on her face was painful and happy, although it was hot, it was really delicious!

Zhu Di couldn't take care of it, snatched a peeled sweet potato from Zhu Gaoxu's hand, and ate it deliciously.

In the middle of the night, everyone hiccuped and sat down contentedly in front of the wooden house.

"There should be hundreds of thousands of catties of sweet potatoes here, Your Majesty only needs to send someone to take them to Shandong, divide them into four, and then plant them, and within a few months, you can solve the grain shortage in Shandong."

Lin Hao thought for a moment and then spoke.

"Wonderful, Lin Aiqing only took a few days to solve the things that had plagued me for a long time, and all the previous things made me feel more and more that you were an immortal sent by God to save the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Di looked up at the Moon Palace in the sky and couldn't help but sigh.

"Your Majesty praised it falsely, Weichen is just a Ming courtier, just an ordinary person."

Lin Hao waved his hand again and again.

"Let's talk about it, what reward do you want, even if the sweet potato alone is a marquis, it is not too much."

Zhu Di squinted slightly, and the more he looked at Lin Hao, the more pleasing it was to the eye.

"Otherwise, Your Majesty will let Weichen be a fart, and Weichen still wants to go back to Taoyuan to be a magistrate."

Lin Hao asked tentatively.

"Get out!"

Zhu Di glanced at Lin Hao angrily, entering the court as an official, is it not good to be under one person and above ten thousand people, I really don't understand what Lin Hao is thinking.