Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 815 Proposal for Nomination
The monarch and his ministers were humble to each other, Li Ji stood by and stroked his beard and smiled, while the other courtiers' eyes were red with envy.

After witnessing the sweet potato harvest with their own eyes, they finally realized what a great achievement this would be.

The output is several times higher than that of other grains. It does not take up fertile land and is not afraid of drought or flood. It is sown in spring, and it can harvest huge fruits in a few months.

In the future, this product will be popularized all over the world. If there is another sweet potato in a disaster year, many people in the world will starve to death. It is really no exaggeration to say that "ten thousand families live in Buddha".

This is no longer just a political achievement, it can be enshrined in the word-of-mouth among the people.

It was only then that the courtiers finally believed that Datang really had a new kind of grain with an astonishing yield per mu. This kind of grain can consolidate the imperial rule and win the hearts of the world if it is far away. It can determine the rise and fall of a dynasty and increase the luck of the country.

If there is no more starvation or famine in the world from now on, the country, the country and the country will naturally be as solid as gold, and no one can shake it.

How did he discover such a miraculous thing in the first place?
The officials looked at Li Qinzai enviously and enviously, the sour smell filled the surroundings, like someone's vinegar was boiled.

The sweet potatoes had all been dug out and had to be weighed next.

Only data is the most real and the least deceptive.

Several officials stepped forward and weighed the sweet potatoes one by one, and recorded the total weight later.

"Your Majesty, the total production of sweet potatoes is 81 catties." An official reported.

The ministers exclaimed again.

Li Zhi excitedly said: "Calculate again, about the yield per mu."

The official took his time and said: "If the first-class fertile land is used for planting and there are sufficient grain seeds, based on the current sowing row spacing and column spacing, one mu of land can produce at least [-] catties."

Li Zhi and the officials were stunned, the crowd was silent, and no one spoke for a long time.

Li Qinzai was very calm. This figure was within his expectations. If he hadn't been certain, he wouldn't have blown away the bullshit at the beginning. Now, the cowhide has come true.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Li Qinzai squatted on the ground and looked at the newly unearthed sweet potatoes. Then, while no one was paying attention, he secretly picked one off. Slightly yellowish in color.

Seeing that Li Zhi and the officials were still in a daze, Li Qinzai opened his mouth and took a bite, click!
Well, the raw sweet potato tastes like wood, and the taste is not very good, but the taste is slightly sweet, and there must be a lot of sugar and starch in it.

After chewing a few mouthfuls, Li Qinzai was enjoying his meal, and Li Zhi came back to his senses at this moment. Seeing that Li Qinzai ate it by himself while he was not prepared, Li Zhi couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and stepped forward to grab him wrist.

"Stop, shut up! You, you... What a precious thing, you're going to save it for next year, but you actually ate it! You bastard!"

Li Qinzai had just tasted something from this end, when Li Zhi grabbed his wrist, he said innocently, "Your Majesty, you have harvested more than 80 catties, isn't it bad?"

"There are so many fertile fields in the Tang Dynasty, and so many seeds are needed, and none of them can be wasted. How can you..." Li Zhi couldn't help but pause when he saw that his mouth was watering from eating, "Is it delicious?"

The conversation turned so fast that Li Qinzai didn't even have time to react: "What?"

"I ask you, how does this taste, is it delicious?"

Li Qinzai immediately reached out his hand into the pile of sweet potatoes, intending to give Li Zhi a taste, but Li Zhi quickly stopped him.

"Don't waste it, I'll just eat this in your hand..." Li Zhi couldn't help but snatch it, wiped it on the front of his clothes casually, and didn't dislike being eaten by Li Qinzai, so he opened his mouth and bit it.

With one bite, Li Zhi's eyes brightened: "Good, delicious! It is sweet and sweet, and it is unforgettable after eating. This product is not only high-yielding, but also tastes good, good!"

The ministers watched eagerly, and many swallowed secretly, wanting to taste it, but seeing that Li Zhi regarded it as so precious, it was obvious that he would not entertain guests, so they had to shut up tactfully.

Li Zhi was full of praise while eating, and nodded frequently: "It's delicious, and the fairy fruit in the sky is probably nothing more than that. After I ate a few bites, I feel that my lifespan has increased a lot..."

Li Qinzai said carefully: "Your Majesty, it's not, it's not, it's not that exaggerated, it's just something to fill your stomach."

Li Zhi stared: "Why not? From now on, it will be the property of my Tang Dynasty. The property of Datang can be compared with Tiangong without any flaws. Is it wrong for me to say that?"

Well, from now on, regardless of folklore or official history books, the origin of the sweet potato is the Tang Dynasty. If you disagree, you can argue with my millions of soldiers.

Li Qinzai thinks it doesn't matter, he is a pragmatist, as long as something is useful and edible, no matter where it is produced, it will end up in his stomach anyway.

"Your Majesty, it tastes better roasted. It's sweeter, softer, and waxier than raw..." Li Qinzai bewitched quietly.

There was a flash of emotion in Li Zhi's eyes, and then reason immediately overcame his appetite, and he shook his head decisively.

"No, we can't harm it anymore. We need to save the seeds. Hurry up and send a batch of sweet potato seeds to the south. Taking advantage of the good climate in the south, try to plant another season this year to see if there is any harvest. By the way, compare the northern and southern acres. produce differences."

Li Zhi looked at Li Qinzai again, and sighed: "Jing Chu has made such a great achievement for me again. To be honest, I don't even know how to reward you..."

Li Qinzai hurriedly said: "I'm just doing my duty. The discovery of this thing was purely accidental. After it was planted, it was His Majesty who arranged manpower to protect it. I didn't do my best, so I dare not covet the heavens."

Li Zhi smiled: "If I can't distinguish between rewards and punishments, how can I block the mouths of the world? Do you think whether I award rewards is a matter for you alone? It is also related to my reputation..."

Speaking of which, Li Zhi glanced at the officials lightly, and said slowly: "Just now, an official said that sweet potatoes can produce six thousand catties per mu. Such a high-yield new grain is of great significance to the Tang Dynasty. I don't need to say much, do I?"

"This thing was discovered by Li Qinzai. This contribution is so great that I'm a little jealous, haha... With Jingchu's achievements, I think Jinjue Duke is worthy."

As soon as these words came out, there was silence all around, no one in the group of officials spoke, and even lost their expressions.

Standing in the crowd, Li Ji frowned secretly, stood up and said: "Your Majesty, no, Li Qinzai is frivolous. It is not appropriate to be promoted to the Duke of the Duke at the age of 20. Please think twice, Your Majesty."

Li Qinzai also hastily said: "Your Majesty, how can you be a minister, how can you be promoted rashly, this discussion is inappropriate, please think twice, Your Majesty."

Before others could speak, it was the grandparent and grandson who jumped out to object. Li Zhi couldn't help being a little surprised, and frowned dissatisfiedly: "I don't think it's too much to be promoted."

"Your Majesty, I really can't accept it, please think twice, Your Majesty."

(End of this chapter)