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Qian Yong was really in a hurry this time. It was just news that the three new grains had a high yield, but that was just to say, and there was no exact data as a basis. No one could believe it, let alone Dare to think too much about the output.

But this time the output of Huangzhuang was counted. Although Qian Yong didn't see the exact data, he watched the harvest with his own eyes after all, so he had already estimated a few numbers in his heart.

Although it is an estimate, there must still be a gap with the final number, but the estimated value is too high. Even if it is discounted by half, or even two-thirds, the remaining number is still frighteningly high.

According to Daliang's current statistical data, one mu of top-notch land can produce four to five hundred catties of grain a year.If there is a disaster year, even if it is a top-grade field, the annual yield per mu is only about a hundred catties.

But for the corn, potatoes and sweet potatoes in Huangzhuang, he just estimated that the yield per mu of each is more than one thousand catties!This is just one season's output!

In fact, not only Qian Yong was too shocked to speak after getting the estimated data, but also the officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs who went with him were also dumbfounded.Even those civil servants and military generals who are not too sensitive to data have seen signs of it.

They couldn't figure it out by themselves, so they directly entangled the people in the household department and asked them one after another.After the people from the household department reported a data, these people were all dumbfounded.

So in the past three days, the entire government and the public have almost all eyes on Huangzhuang, waiting for the final statistics to come out.

There are not only a large number of high-grade fields in Huangzhuang, but also middle-grade and low-grade fields.When Gao Zixin tried to plant this time, in order to obtain more comprehensive data, no matter whether it was high-grade, middle-grade or low-grade fields, he had people sow seeds and marked them specially.

However, these three kinds of grains carry the hope of most people after all, so the people in Huangzhuang are aware of their importance, and instinctively serve them extremely meticulously.

The person in charge of serving is a tenant, so he naturally likes this kind of high-yield grain very much, and is full of expectations.Even if there is no reward, they are willing to plant them.

After all, it is the legendary high-yield food. As long as the planting is successful, wouldn't it be necessary to worry about starvation in the future?

Therefore, regardless of whether it is a top-grade field, a middle-grade field or a low-grade field, they are all taken care of extremely carefully. Many tenants can't wait to stand by the edge of the field all day, for fear that something will come out and harm the crops in the sky.

With such meticulous care, how could the final harvest be bad?

You know, these seeds are not ordinary seeds, they are all nourished by spiritual energy in the water cloud space.Even though Daliang didn't have all kinds of high-efficiency fertilizers of later generations, Gao Zixin had people try to produce a lot of organic fertilizers, and the yield would naturally not be too low.

So as soon as the statistical results were presented, Gao Zixin himself was startled by the above statistics.

When Qian Yong came to look for him anxiously, Gao Zixin hadn't recovered yet.

He even wondered if he was dreaming, the statistics recorded in that booklet were too unreal!

He remembered that Huangzhuang had a bumper harvest last year, but even so, the annual yield of the first-class fields was only more than 500 catties.

But now, what is written in that booklet?

For corn, the average yield per mu of top-grade fields is [-] jin, the average yield per mu of middle-grade fields is [-] jin, and the average yield per mu of low-grade fields is [-] jin.

Potatoes, the average yield per mu of the top-grade fields is [-] catties, the average yield per mu of middle-class fields is [-] catties, and the average yield per mu of low-grade fields is [-] catties.

For sweet potatoes, the average yield per mu is [-] catties in top-grade fields, [-] catties per mu in middle-class fields, and [-] catties per mu in low-grade fields.

Gao Zixin felt that either he was wrong, or the people below were deliberately deceiving him!

However, for the accuracy of the data, the Jin Yiwei guarded the whole process closely, and it was impossible to fake it. Moreover, the people below are probably not stupid enough to write such a fantasy and make it clear that there is a problem with the data.

In other words, the biggest possibility is that he is still dreaming!

Gao Zixin surreptitiously pinched his thigh, and immediately frowned in pain. He tried his best to control it so that he didn't grin his teeth in pain, which would damage the majesty of the emperor.

He felt his "thumping" beating heart, and an adjective suddenly popped up in his mind - deer bumping wildly.

How do you say that?Happiness comes too fast, I can't bear it!

Gao Zixin felt that he couldn't take it anymore.

This data... is really incredible!But he suddenly remembered that among those books in the original collection, there were a few books about agricultural planting, and the yield of corn and other things seemed to be written on them.

Gao Zixin then secretly took out the book, turned to the records, and saw the numbers on it, his eyes widened suddenly - such a high number is actually true!

Not only that, but according to the above records, it seems that there are better-producing varieties in later generations.Like potatoes and sweet potatoes, when the yield per mu is the highest, it seems to be able to reach [-] catties!

Gao Zixin felt that this world was too mysterious.

He thought about the pitiful harvest of Huangzhuang before, and he felt extremely unhappy-the people of later generations are so happy!

But thinking about the terrible population of future generations, Gao Zixin felt relieved again.If the food production is not enough, how can we afford to feed so many people!

However, after confirming that the terrifying data recorded in the booklet was true, Gao Zixin completely calmed down.

When he first succeeded to the throne last year, he was afraid that the crumbling throne under his buttocks would be overthrown, especially those people who couldn't eat enough, who were most likely to pick up hoes and rebel.

But now, he doesn't worry anymore.With these three kinds of high-yield grains in hand, unless there is a famine every year, he doesn't believe that he can't feed the people in Daliang!

At this moment, Huanxi came to report, saying that it was Qian Yong who asked to see him.

As soon as Gao Zixin heard it, he knew why Qian Yong came.

He glanced at the data on the brochure, immediately smiled triumphantly, and directly ordered: "Xuan."

So it didn't take long before Qian Yong stood in front of Gao Zixin, saluted quickly, and then said impatiently: "Your Majesty, I heard that Huangzhuang has reported the harvest statistics. How are the corn, potato and sweet potato harvests going?"

He didn't dare to ask Gao Zixin to show him the data directly. After all, Huangzhuang was strictly counted as Gao Zixin's private property, and all harvests were to be included in the internal treasury, and had nothing to do with the national treasury.

Qian Yong, as the secretary of the household department, is in charge of the national treasury, but he can't control Gao Zixin's internal treasury.It is presumptuous for him to ask now.

However, high-yield grain is related to the world after all, and Qian Yong must ask.

Gao Zixin looked at him with a smile, and seeing his anxious face, he deliberately teased him: "Well, the harvest was okay, and I was not disappointed at all."

Hearing these words, Qian Yong was almost depressed to death, and even couldn't help but give Gao Zixin a mournful look—Your Majesty, just tell the truth, why bother to hide it!

Qian Yonglue waited and saw that Gao Zixin had no intention of revealing anything, so he continued to ask cheekily: "Then... I don't know the exact number?"

Gao Zixin has always found Qian Yong's soft and hard manner a bit displeasing, especially Qian Yong's tight control of the treasury, which made him have to pay out of his own pocket every time he wanted to do something.Gao Zixin was very depressed about this.

If it weren't for Qian Yong's honest management of the treasury and not being greedy for money, and Qian Bi's dedication to his affairs, Gao Zixin would have been unable to tolerate Qian Yong, an old fox.

So seeing Qian Yong's face changing at this moment, he felt extremely happy in his heart, and even put on a show on purpose: "Very good, I am very satisfied."

To make it clear is to refuse to give an accurate number.

Qian Yong was secretly lucky in his heart, and finally couldn't help it anymore. He knelt on the ground and said righteously: "Your Majesty, this matter concerns the whole world. I beg your majesty to give me a certain number, so that I can feel at ease." In the end, whether this thing is suitable for promotion among the people."

After he finished speaking, he pressed his forehead against the cold gold brick, making it clear that Gao Zixin would not get up if he did not agree.

Gao Zixin saw that he was serious this time, so he couldn't hide it anymore.But just telling Qian Yong like this, he was really not reconciled, so he said: "Tomorrow morning, you will know."

These words not only dismissed Qian Yong, but also dismissed the three auxiliary ministers who rushed over in the next step.

When Qian Yong walked out, he had no choice but to shake his head, but when he thought of Gao Zixin's smiling face and obviously in a good mood, he knew that the harvest this time would definitely not be bad.

So, he quickly came out of the disappointment, not only was he not angry, but he stroked his beard with a smile like an old fox.

When the other officials got the news, they began to scratch their heads.

Your Majesty is so unkind, to cheat on them at this juncture!

But the complaints in my heart belonged to the complaints, no one dared to harass Gao Zixin again, and no one dared to go to Huangzhuang to make trouble.Since the beginning of the harvest, Jin Yiwei has been stationed in Huangzhuang, and now everyone has not left, who dares to make trouble?

Just waiting eagerly, in the midst of hopelessness, the time finally came to the second day.

On this day, all the ministers woke up early in unison, and hurried to the palace without even caring about breakfast.

As soon as Gao Zixin appeared, these people immediately looked at Gao Zixin eagerly, and there were four big characters clearly written on their faces - Your Majesty, hurry up!

Gao Zixin rolled his eyes inwardly speechlessly, and couldn't help laughing again when he thought of the statistics in the booklet.

Hehe, what's the use of looking at me eagerly now?I will scare you to death later!

Gao Zixin thought about it maliciously, but deliberately did not mention the matter of production, until the officials saluted and happily shouted "There is something to play, nothing to leave the court" as usual, Qian Yong immediately stood up: "Your Majesty, Recently, the three kinds of high-yield grains planted in Huangzhuang have had a bumper harvest, and it is said that the yield is astonishing, I dare you to ask your Majesty to help you out."

The next moment, the other ministers stood up in a clatter, all saying "Subordinates", clearly forcing Gao Zixin to give an answer.

Gao Zixin knew that there was no longer any way to hide it now, and if he tried to trick him again, these courtiers would definitely play tricks on him.With so many people, he alone is no match.

So he simply waved his hand, indicating that Huanxi sent down a copy of the booklet, which was sent directly to Qian Yong.

Gao Zixin was well aware of how unbelievable the numbers on the booklet were, but he deliberately pretended not to care, and said indifferently: "It was just planted on a whim, since you are so curious about the yield, just take a look at it." , All production is recorded on this."

In fact, the booklet not only records the average yield per mu of each species, but also records the yield per mu in detail, which is clearly listed.

Regardless of whether it is a top-grade field, a middle-grade field, or a low-grade field, the output is also uneven, fluctuating along the average line.

As soon as Qian Yong took the booklet, he couldn't wait to open it, and the first page of the booklet recorded the final calculated average yield per mu.

Seeing this, Qian Yong's eyes widened immediately, and he was so shocked that he almost didn't get up!

Seeing that Qian Yong, who is usually serious and rigid, showed such an exaggerated expression, how could others hold back?He simply walked around and stretched his neck to look at the booklet.

So all of a sudden, many people were so frightened that their eyes widened.

Yes, it is frightening!The above data is really scary, it is simply unbelievable fantasy!

If they hadn't watched the harvest with their own eyes, and they had already asked the people in the household department about the estimated yield, they probably wouldn't believe it at all. They only thought that Gao Zixin was playing tricks on them on purpose!

And the more courtiers who failed to squeeze in, seeing the surprised looks of all the others, felt uncomfortable like cats scratching in their hearts, and kept asking: "How is the output? Let the lower officials see it too."

There is no way, the lower the official position, the lower the ranking, so now those who can see the numbers recorded in the booklet are all high ranking officials.

Qian Yong finished flipping quickly, regardless of whether his colleagues around him could see it, he just scanned the data at a glance, and then he knelt on the ground suddenly, and said excitedly: "Your Majesty, there are three kinds of data. The high grain yield is really a great fortune for the country! Your Majesty, I should promote it nationwide as soon as possible, so that the people will no longer have to suffer from hunger and evil!"

As soon as he said it, the other courtiers also knelt down and begged one after another, with an attitude of worrying about the country and the people.

Gao Zixin watched silently, and let out another thunderclap: "Actually, what I tried to grow in Huangzhuang this time is not only these three high-yielding grains, but also some other crops. Among them is cotton, which can be grown within a year. After several times of picking, the yield is much higher than that of kapok, and it can also be made into thick cotton quilts. It should be ready to be picked soon.”

If Gao Zixin only talked about cotton, everyone might not understand what it is, but when he talked about kapok, how could the courtiers present not know?

Kapok can be used for cotton cloth, but the output is so low that the price of the woven cotton cloth is frighteningly high.If this kind of cotton really has a high yield and is promoted across the country, then...

The eyes of all the courtiers suddenly brightened, and they only felt that a broad road leading to an unprecedented prosperous age had been unfolded in front of them.