The happy life of a prodigal

This is a bit too incredible!

"What does it mean to grow up?"

However, just to be on the safe side, Fang Xiu still didn't put too much hope in it, but asked very cautiously.

After all, there are two concepts in growing up.

The sweet potato seedlings survived and grew up.

The yield of sweet potatoes on one mu of land can be regarded as growing.

However, the two are not a concept at all.

That's why Fang Xiu made an unnecessary move and asked such a question.

When Qian Zheng heard this question, he probably thought of Gusu City, a hundred miles away, and wanted the sweet potatoes in that field.

With a look of excitement on his face, he said: "If you go back to the young master, when it grows up, it means that the sweet potatoes are all ripe!

There are several thousand catties in one mu of land! "

"..."

When Fang Xiu heard the words a few thousand catties, he felt that his breathing was stagnant, and his whole body became uncontrollably ecstatic.

Since coming to this world, he hasn't felt this way for a long time!

In fact, he did not study agriculture.

Although he was born in an orphanage, he was considered to be in the city and had never cultivated land.

The yield of sweet potatoes is actually not very clear.

He just knows.

In this era, the yield of wheat in the good fields of Chu State was about three to four hundred catties.

The yield of sweet potatoes must be much higher than that of wheat.

It is estimated to be five or six times the size.

That is more than 1000 catties.

However, he never thought of it anyway.

The yield of this sweet potato is so amazing.

How many catties! ?

What is the concept of a few thousand catties!

Enough for how many people to eat! ?

How many people can live because of sweet potatoes?

Because of this sweet potato, how many things Chu State can do!

How many ideas does he have, because this sweet potato with a yield of several thousand catties per mu can be realized?

This......

Fang Xiu was going crazy.

He jumped up from the reclining chair, looked at Qian Zheng in front of him, and asked loudly, "How many catties is a few thousand catties?"

Qian Zheng also looked at Fang Xiu, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and replied: "Returning to the young master, the small one only raised one mu of land, and after calculation, it is about six thousand catties.

However, that piece of land is actually not considered good, that is to say, an average of one mu of land is about [-] catties! "

"How many!?"

Fang Xiu asked in disbelief.

It was the first time he showed such an expression when he came to this world.

Qian Zheng thought for a while, and said with certainty: "The yield of one mu of fertile land is [-] catties!"

"Six thousand five hundred catties..."

Fang Xiu sat back on the reclining chair, the expression on his face had changed from the ecstatic one at the beginning to the expressionless one now.

Because he really didn't know what to say.

Six thousand five hundred catties!

That's six thousand five hundred catties!

One mu of land is six thousand five hundred, one hundred mu, one thousand mu?

You know, one mu of wheat only produces three or four hundred catties!

Nearly twenty times the output.

From then on, only half of the wheat needs to be planted with sweet potatoes.

In the entire state of Chu, millions of people no longer have to worry about the issue of 'eating'!

What kind of achievement is this!

For a moment, Fang Xiu didn't know what to say...

Chapter 683 Do you know how great a feat it is?

This......

Not to mention others, but Fang Xiu himself, when he heard the news, he couldn't believe it.

is it possible?

Six thousand five hundred catties?

Is this a bit too exaggerated?

Fang Xiu looked thoughtful, and after a while, he raised his eyes to look at Qian Zheng, and asked with a serious face, "Are you sure, the yield per mu is around [-] catties?"

Qian Zhengzheng showed a firm look, and said affirmatively: "The little one dares to guarantee with his life, even if the yield per mu is not as much as the little one said, it will never be less than six thousand catties!"

Qian Zheng can still be trusted.

The reason why he was sent to Gusu City to plant sweet potatoes.

On the one hand, it is because he is familiar with crops, and on the other hand, it is because he is honest and honest, and he is a down-to-earth person.

Since he is so sure, then nine out of ten are not wrong.

Fang Xiu thought of this, his face beamed with joy, he slapped the table and stood up.

"Okay! If that's the case, you follow me to face the saint!"

"Mian, Mian Sheng?"

Qian Zheng was stunned when he heard this.

He is just an ordinary farmer who can grow sweet potatoes.

After reading a few books, I can barely manage a few people.

But......

Let him speak in front of the emperor, he, how can he have this ability?

For a moment, Qian Zheng's expression froze.

It took a while before he said: "Young master, young master... If you don't mind it, you can go to the face of the saint alone. If you want to answer, I will report to you first, and then you can tell your majesty.

Small, timid, afraid to see His Majesty, afraid of seeing His Majesty, speechless, and embarrassing your old man. "

Fang Xiu heard this and glanced at him.

He took a step forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "What is there to be afraid of, Your Majesty is much more approachable than the Young Master, you dare to speak in front of me, so why not dare to be in front of Your Majesty?

Don't worry, I'm in charge of this matter for you!

Losing face is also losing my face, I am not afraid of losing face, what are you afraid of, go, face me with me! "

After speaking, he walked out of the yard.

Seeing this scene, Qian Zheng gritted his teeth and followed.

The young master has already said that, if he continues to be cowardly, it will be really difficult to say anything.

Because there are a lot of things going on in the academy recently.

In front of Fangfu's gate, carriages are always on standby.

Fang Xiu got into the carriage, looked back, only to find that Qian was standing still, and said angrily, "What are you doing standing there?"

Qian Zheng hurriedly said, "Master, it's fine for the little one to run behind."

When Fang Xiu heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry, got out of the car and patted him on the shoulder.

Looking at him with a serious face, he said solemnly: "Do you know what the sweet potato thing means?"

Qian Zheng didn't understand why the young master suddenly asked him this question.

Slightly startled, there was no answer.

It wasn't until Fang Xiu asked the second time that he spoke timidly.

"I thought, if there were sweet potatoes and so much food, there wouldn't be so many people going hungry in this world.

Most of the common people should also be able to eat. "

"Well said! Well said!"

Fang Xiu patted him on the shoulder again, laughed loudly, and said, "Isn't that a good statement! Just say the same in front of His Majesty!"

After a pause, he said, "Then you only know what a great achievement it is to cultivate this sweet potato?"

Qian Zheng was slightly taken aback, as if he understood what the young master meant, his eyes were a little red.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu didn't say any more, but smiled and said: "To tell you the truth, you accounted for more than half of the credit for the success of this sweet potato!

I have seen your hard work, young master. I remember that you were a very energetic young man before you left the capital.

It's only been a few short months, and he has become darker and thinner, and has more wrinkles. He is young, but his face is full of vicissitudes.

I didn't say anything about the hard work you have put in, but I know it all.

Today, even if I don't want to take this carriage, you still have to take it! "

Having said all this, Qian Zheng naturally had no reason to refuse, and nodded movedly.

But he still insisted that Fang Xiu get on the carriage first.

Fang Xiu didn't say anything more.

Fangfu's coachman is also very familiar with the roads of the capital.

Especially the section from Fangfu to the Imperial Palace.

He didn't know how many times he walked.

So, soon to the palace.

Everything is old fashioned.

Seeing Marquis Xin'an, he didn't need to say anything, the guards at the gate naturally let them all go.

Even though Xin Anhou still had a person with him.

Even if Marquis Xin'an didn't have a letter from His Majesty.

Because they know the weight of Marquis Xin'an in His Majesty.

I also know how Xin'an Hou saved His Majesty in the first place.

If Marquis Xin'an wants to harm His Majesty, there is no need to wait until now.

In other words, they have more trust in Marquis Xin'an than His Royal Highness King Kang, who has almost pre-determined the crown prince.

Fang Xiu was already used to this, and he didn't think there was anything wrong at all.

What's more, this matter is very urgent.

He didn't care about the red tape.