Xin Yu took the six masters into the palace and met Emperor Xingyuan, who had been waiting for a long time.

"The minister has seen Your Majesty."

The six masters knelt down: "Xiaomin has seen Your Majesty."

Emperor Xingyuan let Xin Yu excuse himself, looked at the six masters with a nervous face, and said with a faint smile: "You can also be flat."

The six masters got up, and they didn't dare to come out with their heads down.

"Yuzu asked you to bring back the sweet potato, can you bring it back?"

"Return, return to Your Majesty, the villain has brought it back."

Emperor Xingyuan looked at Xin Yu.

"The minister has confirmed that he brought back a sweet potato vine."

"Not bad." Emperor Xingyuan's eyes deepened, "Your name is Zhu Liu, right?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever tasted a sweet potato overseas?" Emperor Xingyuan asked the point.

If the taste is not beautiful, it is a pity after all.

"Back to Your Majesty, Xiaomin has eaten it, and the sweet potato is sweet and soft, not only delicious, but also full."

"Really?" Emperor Xingyuan's eyes brightened.

Xin Yu answered: "Your Majesty, in addition to the sweet potato vines that Zhu Liu brought back, he also brought back some sweet potatoes, but unfortunately the sea is humid and the road is far away, and there are only a few left to eat."

Emperor Xingyuan immediately asked, "Where is the sweet potato you brought back now?"

Xin Yu lifted the basket he was holding in his hand: "The minister brought it."

Emperor Xingyuan couldn't help but stand up: "Open it and take a look."

The muslin cloth covering the basket was lifted, and two dark red spindle-shaped fruits were placed on the soft cloth in the basket.

"This fruit is a sweet potato?" Emperor Xingyuan looked at it carefully, and said in his heart that this fruit looked mediocre.

"I heard my mother say that sweet potatoes are not fruits."

"What is not a fruit?" Emperor Xingyuan's eyes did not take off the basket.

"It's a rhizome."

"Rhizome?" Emperor Xingyuan's eyes were full of interest and asked, "How should this sweet potato be cooked?"

Xin Yu looked at the six masters with encouraging eyes.

Although she had heard her mother say it, the sixth master had seen it with her own eyes and tasted it with her own mouth, so it was more suitable for him.

Although the sixth master was nervous, he was grateful, knowing that this was Xin Yu's opportunity to show his face.

"Back to Your Majesty, the most common way to eat it locally is to eat it steamed or boiled directly after washing, and you can also boil porridge or bake it......

Emperor Xingyuan listened carefully, and his eyes were full of brilliance: "There are so many ways to eat!"

Looking at the poor two sweet potatoes, Emperor Xingyuan said, "It's the simplest, just steam it through water." Sun Yan—"

Sun Yan quickly arranged for someone to send the sweet potatoes for cooking.

But after two quarters of an hour, the lady of Shangshi came in with steamed sweet potatoes.

Of course, the regular eating process is not Sun Yan, the big eunuch, who came to test the poison, but the female official of Shangshi. But no one has ever seen this sweet potato, and how to eat it stumped the female official Shangshi.

The sixth master hurriedly said, "Just open the skin and eat the inside, in fact, you can eat it with the skin."

The female official of Shangshi cut off a corner of the sweet potato and ate it, and when the time came, she presented the sweet potato to Emperor Xingyuan.

The unremarkable sweet potato is carefully peeled and divided into pieces that are just right for the mouth.

The sixth master saw it in his eyes and quietly twitched the corners of his mouth.

Long live Grandpa is so particular about eating!

Emperor Xingyuan couldn't wait to pick up a piece of sweet potato and taste it carefully.

Sweet, soft and fine.

Emperor Xingyuan showed an expression of disbelief, and ate another piece, only then did he make sure that the sense of taste did not deceive him.

"How so!" Emperor Xingyuan's eyes widened, staring at the sweet potato on the plate.

In his mind, it is good to have a high yield and can be used as a staple food, and the taste is not rough, but how can this sweet potato be delicate and sweet?

"It doesn't make sense." Emperor Xingyuan felt unreal, "Ayu, you taste it."

Xin Yu was also curious about the taste of sweet potatoes, so she took the silver chopsticks handed over by the female official of Shangshi, picked up a piece of sweet potato and put it in her mouth.

It's sweet and soft to eat, and it makes people feel sweet, just like what her mother described to her

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Xin Yu ate the sweet potato and couldn't help but wet his eyes.

Obviously, her mother was gone, but when she tasted the sweet potato, she felt her mother's presence.

The books that her mother took her to read, the stories she told her, and the little bits and pieces of teaching, these precious things will never disappear in her life.

"How?" Emperor Xingyuan asked.

Xin Yu nodded, "It's delicious."

"Sun Yan, you can taste it too."

Sun Yan thanked him, ate the sweet potato curiously, and said hurriedly under the expectant eyes of Emperor Xingyuan: "It's sweet and fragrant, and it tastes very good."

Emperor Xingyuan laughed.

Xin Yu felt that Emperor Xingyuan's reaction was a little strange, and he looked like he was eager to share it with everyone. On second thought, it was normal for this man to have taken the sweet potato as his possession, as a treasure that his owner had shown off to others.

"How should this sweet potato be cultivated?" Emperor Xingyuan smiled and immediately asked more important questions.

The sixth master glanced at Xin Yu.

"Your Majesty asked you, and you told me what you inquired about."

Emperor Xingyuan nodded: "Yes, you don't have to be nervous, I don't eat people."

The sixth master sneered and said cautiously: "It seems that there is only spring and summer, and there is a lot of rain. Xiaomin quietly inquired, this sweet potato is said to be planted in all seasons, and it can be harvested in about four months...... Too many small people can't inquire about it, for fear of alerting the locals."

Emperor Xingyuan listened, looked at the sweet potato on the plate and hesitated: "The climate of the two countries is different."

It is said that Huainan is an orange, and Huaibei is an orange, can this sweet potato that has crossed the sea really take root and sprout and multiply in Daxia and feed the people of Daxia?

In the past six months, Emperor Xingyuan has not mentioned to Hubu Shangshu and others that the six masters went to sea to find sweet potatoes, because he didn't want to rejoice in the air, so the old ministers saw the jokes.

The six masters didn't dare to answer.

He is just a rough man, how to contact the locals when he goes overseas, how to find sweet potatoes are all taught by girls, how to know how to get different climates.

"I know a thing or two." Xinyu spoke.

"Tell me about it."

"My mother said that sweet potatoes can be grown in both the north and the south. If it is planted in the north, like most crops, it will be planted in spring and harvested in autumn, and the vine seedlings that are obtained now can be preserved for the winter by special methods......

Emperor Xingyuan shook his head when he heard this.

Let's not talk about how to preserve this precious sweet potato vine for the winter, it's only September now, wait until next year's spring planting and autumn harvest, why not wait a year to confirm the yield of sweet potatoes?

"If it's in the south, it can be planted in the fall, and it will be harvested next spring."

Emperor Xingyuan was overjoyed: "Just go to the south to plant, if this sweet potato really has such a large yield, and if it is not picked, it can be popularized as soon as possible, and many people will not go hungry."

Xinyu nodded.

In her opinion, it is better to plant sweet potatoes sooner rather than later.

"The person who will go to the south to take charge of this—" Emperor Xingyuan thought about it seriously.

"Your Majesty, let the ministers go. The minister knows some of the key points of growing sweet potatoes, although it is only on paper, it should be no problem to invite a few experienced old farmers in the local area."

Emperor Xingyuan hesitated for a long time about Xin Yu's initiative, and gained the upper hand for Daxia to really get the treasure of sweet potato: "Okay, I agreed."