Six stones...

What does it mean to produce six stones per mu?

When Sun Chengzong was guarding Liaodong, the food in Liaodong was supplied by the court.

His strategy, to some extent, is very costly.

But what can I do? There is only so much grain production in Liaodong, and the military and civilians of arable land are limited.

But if it is... if it is a per mu, it produces six stones.

This is directly increased by three or four times compared to the wheat yield in the north.

With these three or four times the output, Sun Chengzong was certainly not as shameless as Yuan Chonghuan as he spoke for five years, so he dared to say that the situation would not worsen.

There is also a severe drought in progress.

If the grain production capacity reaches this level, what else do you care about?

Sun Chengzong's eyes seemed to be hooked by lumps of soil dug out of the ground, as if even his soul had been pulled away from his body.

Emperor Aoki continued to stare, and he was sweating.

Because...the lumps of soil are still being dug out.

At this time... someone said: "Seven Stones..."

Seven stones...

If you don't see this with your own eyes and report this number, you are afraid that you will laugh it off.

joke.

In this world, even if it is the most fertile land and the best grain planting, it is the limit if it produces seven stones per mu, if it produces three stones per mu, it is already the limit.

At this time... some people couldn't hold back.

What I can't hold back is Huang Liji.

Huang Liji has been worried about food these days. Although his reputation is very bad, as the chief minister who has left the back door of the eunuch party, he actually does not have much presence. But no matter what, he is also the chief minister and the prime minister. Who doesn’t want to be Zhang Juzheng or Liu Jian?

He felt worried.

"This thing cannot be buried in the fields for a long time." Huang Liji is from Daming Mansion in Zhili. His hometown is not far from him. He was born into a family of a young gentry, so of course he knows everything about land and food.

Such output is so terrible, so terrible that it is hard to believe!

So he stood up subconsciously.

Uncle, I won’t squat anymore.

Then, he rushed into the ridge of the field, and then used his hand to dig into the ground, not caring about the dust. Finally, he pulled out a bunch of sweet potatoes along the rhizome and stems...

"this……"

Huang Liji's eyes shone, and he couldn't help but say, "It's grown in the ground, it's really grown in the ground, there's nothing wrong."

So... all the officials held their breath at this time, and their eyes were about to fall off.

Zhang Jing was complaining in his heart that he still thought Huang Liji too well. This guy actually suspected that he buried the sweet potatoes and dug them out, thinking that his character was so despicable.

And at this time...

“Bashi…”

This eight stone...

It has completely broken down everyone's psychological defense.

But seeing the people in the field are still busy, there are also...

There was a commotion among all the officials.

People began to be amazed.

Li Qiyuan felt that his eyes were about to fall off, and his mocking expression disappeared, instead he looked solemn.

He is the Minister of Revenue and knows more than anyone else what these eight stones mean, five times or even more than five times the average land property.

"Nine stones..."

This suddenly... completely exploded.

"What's this?"

"I haven't seen it before."

"Can you eat it?"

"How could there be nine stones? I have never seen any crop, and the yield per mu can exceed four stones."

"I...I'm a little dizzy."

This is incredible.

"Ten stones..."

When I sang, I got here.

Emperor Aoki felt a little dizzy.

His body was shaking, and he tried hard to shake his head to make himself clear.

There are also scattered sweet potatoes in the ground.

If it were in the past... these sweet potatoes would definitely be too lazy to dig, and they would just rot in the ground.

But after all... this is in front of the emperor and the officials, and what we want is the most accurate yield per mu.

Chen Jinglun did not stop, and he became more and more excited with the output.

When he was in Fujian, one time, when his father was still there, the yield per mu was higher than this.

They didn't know that his father... had taken the risk of bringing this sweet potato from Luzon to the Ming Dynasty, and knew that his father had obtained this thing and regarded it as a treasure. He didn't know that his father resolutely gave up his fame and honor in the imperial examination and commercial business. He spent his whole life rushing on the sweet potatoes, growing seedlings again and again. When the typhoon came, he was thinking about them, drought occurred, and he was also thinking about them. With pests, he still couldn't sleep.

They would not know that before his father was dying, he grabbed his hand. At that time, his father was very sick, but he just held him tightly with tears in his eyes. Chen Jinglun thought, at that time, others would never have thought about what his father was thinking when he was dying.

Perhaps they were thinking that his father might be worried about his children and grandchildren, or that he was worried about his family’s property.

No, Chen Jinglun understood more than anyone else. He knew the meaning of those eyes that were about to close.

What his father couldn't rest assured about... were these crops, these lumps of earth that had been with him for the rest of his life.

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Jinglun's tears came out again.

It’s strange to say that it should be a happy time and a very relieved time.

But Chen Jinglun only thought of those eyes, those eyes that were old and regretful but still had hope.

With a thump, Chen Jinglun, who had unbearable back pain, knelt in the field. He grabbed the vine leaves of the sweet potato with both hands, and even pierced the palm of his hand.

But soon, he became sober and rational, looked up and looked at Zhang Jingyi squatting in the distance.

Zhang Baihu finally brought His Majesty and the officials here. This is to fulfill his father's will. Zhang Baihu... has deep affection and friendship, and is really his reborn parents. He...he...

He stood up with difficulty, staggering his tired legs, and continued to dig in the soil. Even though the sweet potatoes in the ground were already sparse, he worked very hard to find one or two more plants, but he refused to stop, nor was he willing to stop.

"Twelve stones..."

Twelve stones reported.

The uproar just now returned to silence.

It’s not a thousand kilograms per mu.

It is a yield of two thousand kilograms per mu...

Two thousand pounds!

Immediately afterwards, the pieces of sweet potatoes continued to weigh them.

An eunuch went over and whispered something to the weighing man.

Then, the eunuch ran back happily, and fell to the ground with a thump, and said in an extremely excited tone: "Your Majesty, I have calculated it clearly. It's twelve stones and five liters."

Emperor Tianqi blushed and his eyes were a little dull.

After a long time, Emperor Tianqi looked at Zhang Jingyi. This time, the look he looked at Zhang Jingyi was no longer close, nor gentle, or even emotional. He just stared at Zhang Jingyi with an expressionless look, and then said solemnly: "Can you eat it?"

"Yes." Zhang Jing was determined.

Emperor Aoki asked again: "How to eat?"

Zhang Jingyi said happily: "Your Majesty eats whatever you want. You can eat it raw or cooked. Grilled sweet potatoes are called roasted sweet potato porridge. Dried some are called sweet potato rice. Dried sweet potatoes are called dried sweet potatoes."

"This..." Emperor Tianqi was still dizzy and finally said, "Come here, I'll eat it."

"Your Majesty, it's not good to eat raw." Zhang Jing said: "Although you can eat raw, it's better to eat cooked food! In fact, I have already prepared it in advance, including sweet potato porridge, sweet potato rice, and roasted sweet potatoes. Your Majesty will try it and you will know."

"Really...can you eat it?"

All officials were in an uproar.

Emperor Tianqi squinted his eyes. He couldn't wait any longer and immediately shouted: "Parent Wei."
To be continued...