When Xia Yuan arrived at the Jinshen Palace, before anyone entered the hall, the sweet smell had already passed in.

He quickly stuffed the remaining baked sweet potato in his hand into his mouth, and when he saw that there was nowhere to throw it, he pushed it into his sleeve and walked in quickly, "Chen Xia Yuan has seen Your Majesty, Your Majesty is a holy bow." ”

"Excuse me." Emperor Hongzhi looked at the tray he was holding in his arms, "What did you put in that plate?" Baked sweet potatoes? ”

"Yes. This was specially brought over by the minister to His Majesty and the lords to taste. ”

Then, he casually found a case table in this hall and put the tray up, and this case table was the one where Ma Wensheng, the secretary of the Ministry of War, was sitting, Xia Yuan grinned at the old man, "Ma Butang, the lower official will borrow your case for a while." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and picked up a roasted sweet potato, peeled most of the skin, leaving half unpeeled for easy grabbing, walked to His Majesty Dan, looked at Emperor Hongzhi and said, "Your Majesty, taste it, this is much more fragrant than sweet potato porridge." ”

Emperor Hongzhi's stomach has no place to put it, but he believes it, even if the fragrant smell is a little far away, it is still a strong drill into the nose, after thinking about it, he still said: "Okay, Xia Qing's family is very warm, I will taste it, and give the rest of the ministers a taste." ”

The rest of the ministers were also uncomfortable in their stomachs, but seeing that the emperor was full of enthusiasm, they had to be gracious, and there were only five or six sweet potatoes in the tray, so these people were not enough, so Xia Yuan divided it into two halves, one and a half, and they were just tasted.

Now everyone is happy to see it, and they just can't eat it, but this charred sweet potato, when it is received in their hands, the pair of hands that usually write articles and read official documents, and the extremely well-maintained hands are suddenly dyed with a layer of black ash.

However, the emperor doesn't care, and everyone doesn't care either, so they can only taste everything.

Emperor Hongzhi transported the Adam's apple, and his lower abdomen also moved, so he gently tasted this roasted sweet potato, which was much richer than Fang Cai's sweet potato porridge, and it was directly doubled several times.

It seems that this roast can bring out the sweetness of this sweet potato to the greatest extent.

He took a sip and said, "Now that Xia Qing's family is here, please ask if you have any questions about the sweet potato." ”

Hearing this, Liu Jian immediately took down the roasted sweet potato in his hand and said, "Xia Zhan, I just heard from Your Majesty that the yield per mu of this sweet potato is more than 20 stones."

"Elder Liu Ge, the lower officials have to correct your wording, this appalling doesn't sound like a compliment, why don't you change the word?"

However, these more than 20 stones are true, and now the highest yield per mu is more than 25 stones, rounded up, 30 stones. ”

Twenty-five stones are more than twenty-five stones, and rounding them up becomes thirty stones.

But twenty-five stones, thirty stones.

All the adults present didn't believe it, Li Dongyang raised his body, raised his eyes and asked: "Xia Zhan, now that Your Majesty is sitting high, all the ministers of the court are here, but don't say anything, isn't this amount falsely reported by you?" ”

"The twenty-four stones were dug by the lower official and the prince with people, and there was absolutely no false report, and the twenty-five stones were verified by the father-in-law of Xiao, and I don't know if there was a false report to the lower official."

Xiao Jing had to answer, and only had time to say in his heart that Master Xia is not authentic, and then hurriedly said: "Our family did not make false reports, we were there staring at people and digging, and our family was guarding the side, watching people weigh there, if there is half a point of falsehood, discipline us to thunder and split!" ”

He said this so loudly, and gave such a poisonous oath, that all the ministers were silent, and now it seems that they cannot be allowed to believe it.

Is this appalling yield per mu real?

The people present felt that their brains were not good, Liu Jian's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but say: "How is this possible, there is a grain in the world that yields dozens of stones per mu."

Liu Jian has always been old and serious, and at this time he also felt dizzy in his head, and he could only barely maintain a trace of clarity.

The rest of the people were even more dazed, and after a while, Wang Shu said: "Then the cultivation of this sweet potato is extremely difficult."

Hearing this, a group of people couldn't help but nod, yes, the yield per mu is so high, then this planting must be very difficult, combined with the previous hearing that Xia Yuan ran to the field all day long, this sweet potato must be carefully served, and if there is a trace of slackness, I am afraid that it will not be able to live.

"Actually, it's not difficult, it's even easier than wheat and rice planting, just leave those rhizomes, turn over the field, ridge by ridge, and then plant the rhizomes of sweet potatoes.

After all, I found a mat to cover it, let it be cooler, water it when it is dry, and let people apply it according to the method of planting wheat, and then it will grow. ”

Only. Grows out

After a while, someone asked, "Then it is extremely difficult to store this thing."

Hearing this, Emperor Hongzhi also sat up straight, he forgot to ask this question before, storage is a huge problem, if it can't be put for a few days, it will be broken, and no matter how high the yield is, it is useless.

"Storage is a real problem."

As soon as he spoke, the hearts of the people present sank, and then Xia Yuan continued: "You have to dig a cellar to store it, put the sweet potatoes in it, and store it for three or four months is not a problem." ”

Hearing this, the people were disappointed, after all, the rice and wheat grains were stored in the barn, as long as they were dry enough, they could be stored for several years.

And a few months, that is, sowing in the spring and a bumper harvest in the summer, can only last until the early winter, and will not survive the year.

"But there's another way to keep it for a few years."

The hearts of the people present rose again, and some people couldn't help but itch their teeth, this dog surnamed Xia was panting when he spoke, can't he finish his words at one time?

"Cut the sweet potato into slices, and then dry it into dried sweet potatoes like drying persimmon cakes, so that it can be stored for at least a year or two, and can be used as dry food for the march, and you don't need to cook or process it when you eat it, you can eat it directly, of course, if it is ground into flour like wheat grain, it can also be made into various pasta."

"Then in what kind of field can this thing be planted, I am afraid that it needs good land"

Xia Yuan's brows furrowed, why did he think that these people seemed to be finding faults, but they were trying to pick out the shortcomings from the sweet potatoes, was it an illusion?

It's not an illusion, the ministers present are indeed finding faults, and they are indeed finding faults, but it's not because of anything else, it's mainly that the yield of this sweet potato is too shocking, so they want to find out the shortcomings.

This comes from the most fundamental thought of China, all things are born, there must be advantages and disadvantages, flawless is manpower, and white jade is slightly flawed.

"This sweet potato can be grown in almost any land, even those dry fields, of course, the yield will be higher in the best good fields, and in those barren fields, maybe it is only ten stones."

Hearing this, before the people present were shocked or anything, Xia Yuan spoke again, "But this disadvantage is not without it, this sweet potato is easy to fart if you eat too much." ”

Since these people are all playing, let's find fault together, so Xia Yuan simply said the shortcomings of this sweet potato.

And when I heard that this thing was easy to fart after eating too much, the expressions of the people present changed, after all, everyone had drunk a lot of sweet potato porridge just now, and if you fart in this palace, it would be too unseemly

Emperor Hongzhi looked at the baked sweet potato in his hand, how to say it, and suddenly felt that it was not fragrant.

(End of chapter)