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For Lu Yong's question, Xiao Jie did not answer immediately, but turned his attention to the common people standing on tiptoe and stretching their necks not far away, and said with a smile: "You know, Lu Shangshu, that I posted a notice in Luoyang City yesterday, asking everyone to The people in the city are invited to eat, so Lu Shangshu please be calm and calm. After we have harvested this acre of potato fields and counted the final yield per acre, we will directly make these potatoes into several delicacies. How will the taste be at that time? Lu Shangshu will know it once he tastes it himself."

Hearing what Xiao Jie said, Lu Yong had no choice but to nod in agreement, and then put the potatoes back into the basket, suppressing the urgency and anticipation in his heart, and patiently stood aside and waited.

Seeing that there were still a large piece of potato vines that hadn't been harvested yet, Wu Wang Xiao Jue, who was standing by the edge of the field, couldn't hold back any longer. He glanced at his father, without taking off his shoes and socks, picked up a hoe and jumped off the potatoes In the field, he dug up potatoes with the farmer.

He is a very serious person. Since he promised to help the seventh brother Xiao Jie to farm, he will never cheat because of the hard work of farming in the field. Instead, he will do everything by himself. These potatoes are cultivated by him and the farmers. Coming out has a different meaning to him, and he is more eager than anyone else to know how much the potatoes they planted by themselves can produce per acre of land.

What Xiao Jue was wearing today was not the prince's python robe, but a suit of coarse cloth that fit well. Although the style of this kind of clothes was not good-looking, it was very suitable for working in the fields. Few of the people onlookers recognized Xiao Jue. A farmer went down to help, completely unaware that it was His Royal Highness King Wu who was digging potatoes himself.

But how could the officials present not know Xiao Jue? Seeing that the Ninth Prince went down to dig potatoes with a group of farmers in person, there was an instant uproar, and everyone couldn't help looking at each other, stunned, and the expressions on their faces were more exciting than the other. After all, a prince is dignified How decent it is to work in front of so many officials and common people is simply a joke in the world.

Lian Yi also noticed the commotion among the officials, and glanced at Xiao Jue, who was already wielding a hoe in full swing to dig up potatoes, and could not help but bend down and whisper to Xiao Ji: "Your Majesty, do you want this old slave to call His Highness King Wu?" return?"

There was no anger on Xiao Ji's face, but he took a deep look at his son who was still working hard, his eyes were a little long, and then he said meaningfully: "Do you think you can move him?"

Lian Yi was also a little embarrassed for a while. Others didn't understand Xiao Jue's character. How could he not understand after staying in the palace for a long time? King Wu is famous for his stubborn temper. I really don't have any confidence that I can persuade him.

Xiao Ji looked at the more than 100 guards who were closely guarding behind him, and said lightly: "They don't stand around stupidly, let them go to the fields together to help."

Xiao Ji also thought about going to the field in person to show his great feelings of being the emperor but sharing weal and woe with the people, but he knew that once he went to the field, the officials present would definitely be unable to stand, and they could only go to the field with him, but These officials are pampered and pampered on weekdays, and they don't do farming, but when they really go to the land, they go to make trouble for others.

Lian Yi was not as far-reaching as Xiao Ji, and his face was a bit embarrassed, and he persuaded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, these guards are responsible for protecting His Majesty's safety. If they all go to work in the fields, who will protect His Majesty..."

Only halfway through the words, Lian Yi noticed that Xiao Ji's eyes became sharper, and he couldn't help shaking his body. He dared not persuade him any more, so he had to say "Old slave obeys the order" with a bitter face, and then ran to order the guards.

All the guards couldn't help being a little dumbfounded. After all, most of them are from innocent families. They have studied martial arts hard since they were young in order to get out of farming. From now on, they don't have to be farmers like their ancestors. On the days when the sun was rising and the sunset was resting, I didn't expect that the emperor didn't know what was wrong today, but asked them, the guards, to go down to the ground and follow the farmers to dig potatoes. It was really a return to the palace.

But the emperor ordered them to obey, no matter how unhappy they were, they could only leave the potato field with bitter faces, because the emperor was watching from the side, and no one dared to steal and play tricks. Work hard.

The officials present couldn't help being stunned again. His Highness King Wu is young and ignorant, but why even the emperor is messing around with him? The representative of the guards in the palace is the majesty of the emperor, how can he work in the fields.

The people onlookers saw that these court guards who were usually high above also left the fields, and they couldn't help pointing and talking a lot, but they didn't feel that the move was embarrassing to the emperor. Instead, they felt that the emperor was sympathetic to their common people , Even at the expense of sending his personal bodyguards to help them with farm work.

Xiao Jie had a panoramic view of everything, and also smiled and said nothing, the father really knew how to buy people's hearts.

The efficiency is high due to the large number of people. With the assistance of Xiao Jue and hundreds of guards, the one-acre potato field was finally dug. The clerks took a pen and quickly wrote down the numbers on the paper, and there were even a few accountants who were hired temporarily to fiddle with the abacus to calculate the results.

The officials and common people present held their breath unconsciously. Although no one had any doubts about the yield of more than 20 shi per mu of potatoes, everyone was eager to know how many potatoes could be produced from one mu of land.

Because for officials, this is related to how to maximize the value of their fields.

For the common people, this is related to whether they and their families can have a full meal in the future.

In the end, the calculated result was as much as 37 stones, which shocked everyone's jaws.

Originally, they thought that King Qi and King Wu were talking nonsense, but they didn't expect that the figures reported by the two princes were still too conservative.

Of course, this is not the actual output of this acre of potato fields. After all, the baskets of potatoes are still attached to vines, and there is still a lot of soil on them. Some potatoes that are too small and have been eaten by insects have not had time to be picked out However, even if the figure of 37 shi is subtracted by one-third, there are more than 20 shi, which is more than 20 times that of wheat and rice.

Xiao Jie also heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Although he already knew that potatoes are highly productive, the potatoes planted in later generations are blessed with hybrid seeds and chemical fertilizers and pesticides, so the yield is naturally high. He did not know that he would lose the support of these modern agricultural science and technology. There is still a few percent of the potato production left.

Xiao Ji was even more happy in his heart. As an emperor, he had read a lot of history books. Of course, he knew what a new staple food with an yield of more than [-] times that of wheat and rice per mu meant to Daning, and what it meant to him.

It means that a new prosperous age is coming, and he will be recorded in the history as a Mingjun who created the prosperous age, and his name will last forever.

The so-called booming age, the most prominent feature of a prosperous age is population growth, and what is the most important thing about population growth?

It's food!After all, only enough food can ensure the prosperity of the common people.

What's more, Xiao Jie also vowed to tell him that potatoes can be grown in Mobei, which lacks water and rain. Even if its production drops to only [-]% in Mobei, it is enough to feed a large number of people.

As long as Daning's army can enter Mobei in the future and completely defeat the Dihu people, the imperial court can completely migrate a large number of people from the Central Plains to settle in Mobei, and achieve self-sufficiency through planting potatoes, without the need for the imperial court to spend a lot of manpower, financial and material resources from The Central Plains dispatched food to support in the past. In this way, within a hundred years, Mobei will be completely brought under the rule of Daning.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ji's heart suddenly became eager. If he can not only create a prosperous world with his own hands, but also completely destroy the Dihu people who have harmed the Central Plains for hundreds of years. Maybe there is a chance to get the reputation of being an emperor through the ages.

He couldn't help looking at his son Xiao Jie beside him, and he knew in his heart that all the credit could not be separated from this son.

Xiao Jie already believed in his heart that Xiao Jie was the person sent by the heavens to assist him in his success as an emperor through the ages, and it was his luck and Daning's luck to have him around.

Just when Xiao Ji was still full of ambitions, Lu Yong, who had been unable to hold back for a long time, came up again and said to Xiao Jie: "Your Highness, now let us know how to eat this potato. "

Xiao Jie laughed, this Lu Shangshu is really persistent and cute, but he still smiled and said: "Lu Shangshu, please be safe and don't be impatient, I will order you to go down, immediately start the pot and burn the fire, and you will be able to taste this in a short time. What the hell does a potato taste like?"