After weighing, the sweet potato weighed eight catties.

According to Li Changfeng's experience of growing sweet potatoes in his hometown in his previous life, such a yield is not high, but it can be regarded as good in this world.

Moreover, Li Changfeng picked a tree that looked ordinary to measure.

"That tree, that tree, and that tree, dig it up and weigh it."

Li Changfeng pointed to three random trees in a row.

He was very happy with the results.

The wind is not nine catties, seven and a half catties and one catty!

"Haha, good! All right! ”

Li Changfeng laughed, waved his big hand and said loudly: "Everyone in the vegetable planting base will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!" Lao Huang, reward 20 taels of silver! ”

Suddenly, the people of the entire vegetable planting base cheered, and Lao Huang, who got a hundred taels of silver, turned red with excitement.

He had lived most of his life, and he had never seen so much silver.

"Your Highness! Thank you, Your Highness! Lao Huang kept kowtowing in thanks.

"As long as you work hard for the prince, this prince will not treat anyone badly."

Li Changfeng smiled and turned to leave.

Lao Huang knelt down and walked a few steps forward and asked, "Your Highness, do you want to harvest?" ”

Li Changfeng waved his hand: "Don't worry." ”

After leaving the vegetable planting base, Li Changfeng rode a fast horse and went straight to the palace.

When he came to the imperial study, Emperor Qianwu glanced at him expressionlessly, and then lowered his head and continued to review the folds, ignoring him at all.

Gao Dali smiled bitterly and did not speak.

Li Changfeng knew that Emperor Qianwu was angry with him about the matter of the concubine last time, so he secretly scolded him for eating salty radishes and worried about it, raised his chin and deliberately said loudly: "Father, the son of the minister came to you today to report something important, seeing that you are not in a good mood, the minister will retire!" ”

With that, he turned and left.

Emperor Qianwu glanced up at him, and anger flashed in his eyes.

Stinky boy, it's not like words!

Li Changfeng deliberately sighed as he walked: "Alas, the sweet potatoes are all ripe, and if you don't dig them, they will rot into the ground." ”

Emperor Qianwu was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed, stood up suddenly, walked towards Li Changfeng quickly, and hurriedly asked, "Is the sweet potato ripe?!" ”

Li Changfeng turned around: "Isn't my father in a bad mood today?" Why don't you talk about it another day? ”

Emperor Qianwu was furious: "Don't talk nonsense, answer me!" ”

Seeing that Emperor Qianwu was about to be anxious, Li Changfeng no longer deliberately squeezed and replied: "That's right, Erchen has just come back from the vegetable planting base and is ripe. ”

"Good! All right! ”

Emperor Qianwu was overjoyed, walking back and forth in the imperial study, and said to himself: "It's finally mature!" Fanbang's things have finally been planted in Daqian, which is great! ”

As he spoke, Emperor Qianwu suddenly stopped, stared at Li Changfeng with blazing eyes and asked, "How is the yield?" ”

"Just dig a few casually, and it is estimated that there is no problem with a yield of 1,400 catties per mu, or even higher."

Li Changfeng's figures are a bit conservative.

According to his estimates, it should reach about 1,800 catties.

However, before digging it out, no one can say it well, and you can't talk too much, so as not to have an accident that will end badly.

"Fourteen hundred pounds?! Good! Okay, great! ”

Emperor Qianwu laughed again.

Such a high yield, once it is popularized throughout the Great Dry Force, will completely eradicate hunger, and a prosperous era is in sight!

When the people are fed, the world will be able to maintain peace and stability for a long time!

This is something that Emperor Qianwu has always dreamed of.

After laughing for a long time, Emperor Qianwu stopped.

"Dig! Dig them all out! I'm going to see how much production there is! ”

Li Changfeng said with a smile: "Father, if you want to better promote sweet potatoes, Erchen suggests that you dig them yourself." ”

Emperor Qianwu suddenly said: "Yes, that's right!" Let all the ministers see this scene, lest they say that it is impossible and think that this is also false, that it is also false! ”

"Father, when are you coming?"

"Tomorrow happens to be the Great Dynasty Meeting, and after the end of the early dynasty, I will bring my ministers over!"

The two discussed this for half an hour before Li Changfeng left.

The next morning, the morning meeting.

Many ministers found that Emperor Qianwu was a little impatient, and many issues were hurriedly ended without a result.

After hastily ending the early dynasty, the ministers thought that they were going to disperse the dynasty like usual, but they never thought that Emperor Qianwu smiled and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, my nine sons have planted a new crop in the vegetable planting base, and you will go with me to have a look." ”

The ministers were stunned.

Going to a vegetable planting base?

What kind of crop can even let Emperor Qianwu go in person, and even let the civil and military officials accompany him?

Without waiting for the ministers to ask, Emperor Qianwu set off first.

The ministers had no choice but to follow.

Ye Qingcang came to Feng Quji's side and asked in a low voice, "Prime Minister Feng, do you know what kind of crop?" ”

Feng Qu shook his head: "The old man doesn't know, but it must be a great thing to think about, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a big battle." ”

Ye Qingcang said helplessly: "Now Your Majesty is doing things more and more mysteriously, and he refuses to reveal any confidence. ”

Feng Qujian smiled and said meaningfully: "I'm afraid it's not that Your Majesty doesn't want to explain, it's that I'm afraid that we don't believe it if we explain it, so we're too lazy to waste our tongues." ”

Ye Qingcang thought for a while, nodded and said, "What the old prime minister said is extremely true. ”

Feng Quji's guess was right, Emperor Qianwu really thought so.

Li Changfeng has created too many miracles again and again, and if he explains this, these ministers may not believe that it is like a hot air balloon at the beginning, so he simply does not explain it and takes them to see it.

When the emperor left the palace, Luan's driving momentum was huge, and it immediately attracted the attention of the people in the capital.

When they saw the civil and military officials, they were even more surprised.

What is the big deal that makes such a big move?

The magnates and people of the capital began to pay attention to this matter.

In a blink of an eye, Emperor Qianwu led his ministers to the vegetable planting base, Li Changfeng was already waiting, and there was an earthen stove on the field.

"Meet His Majesty the Emperor, long live Your Majesty, long live Long live!"

The people from the vegetable planting base hurriedly paid homage, Lao Huang was at the position of Li Changfeng's head, and it was the first time for him to see His Majesty the Emperor so closely, his face was full of excitement.

"Alright, let's all get up."

Everyone got up, and Emperor Qianwu looked at Li Changfeng.

"Dig it."

Li Changfeng nodded, and said to Lao Huang: "Dig one acre of land first, don't do more and don't less, dig all the bamboo baskets, and prepare for weighing." ”

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Lao Huang nodded and immediately summoned people to start work.

The ministers looked at each other.

Emperor Qianwu stepped forward and stared closely at the movements of Lao Huang and the others, his face full of anticipation and nervousness.

Seeing him like this, the ministers didn't dare to ask more, so they could only look at this scene suspiciously.

When Lao Huang went down with a shovel and turned over the soil, revealing the sweet potatoes inside, Emperor Qianwu suddenly squatted down and picked up one and looked at it carefully.

After a moment, Emperor Qianwu burst out laughing.

"That's right, sweet potato, it's sweet potato!"

The ministers stared at the mud-stained sweet potatoes in Emperor Qianwu's hands, and their faces were all shocked and uncertain.

What is it that makes His Majesty so out of shape?

(End of chapter)