The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 705

[Chapter 705: Wasteland can also be planted]

Emperor Chu raised his eyes, glanced at him, and replied: “This is a kind of grain planted by Xin’an Hou outside Gusu City. The yield per mu can reach 7,000 kilograms, and it is very delicious. .”

Yan Song was slightly startled when he heard this.

Immediately, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

“I used to be the Minister of Household Affairs, and I know a little about money and grain. The yield of wheat per mu is only about four to five hundred kilograms.

This is when the harvest is good.

With all due respect, the sweet potatoes are impossible no matter what. The output reached seven thousand kilograms.”

When Emperor Chu heard this, he was not angry, but smiled.

the reason is simple.

Yan Song’s thoughts were the same as his original thoughts.

In other words, any normal person would feel abnormal when hearing this news. How is it possible to

produce an output of 7,000 kilograms

?

However, this is the fact!

Emperor Chu looked at Yan Song with a smile on his face and asked, “Yan Song, why do you think I suddenly chose to come to Jiangnan at this time?”

Yan Song was slightly startled and fell silent.

After a moment, he thought of something, showed a surprised expression on his face, and asked, “Why did your Majesty come to Jiangnan because of these sweet potatoes?”

Emperor Chu smiled and said nothing.

Needless to say, Yan Song naturally knew what happened next.

Since His Majesty has arrived in Jiangnan, he must have seen it with his own eyes.

I wouldn’t believe it if it were His Majesty’s words.

In such a powerful Chu country, I am afraid there is no one I can trust!

Yan Song thought of this, with an expression of disbelief on his face. How is it possible that

the yield per mu is 7,000 kilograms

?

How did Xin’anhou discover this kind of food?

Could it be that Xin’anhou is a god?

Precisely because he had been in charge of the transfer department, Yan Song understood the concept of a yield of seven thousand kilograms per mu better than others.

That’s why I’m so shocked at this moment.

That’s seven thousand pounds!

Seven thousand pounds!

How many people can it benefit? Not to mention anything else, it

can be said that the psychological process that Emperor Chu has experienced in

Linze Mansion . At this moment, Yan Song has experienced it all.

Emperor Chu stood aside and found it interesting to see Yan Song’s expression changing constantly.

He waved his hand and said: “Liu Cheng, go bake a sweet potato and give it to Mr. Yan to try.”

Liu Cheng responded hurriedly: “Yes, Your Majesty!”

The steward next to him said hurriedly: “Eunuch Liu, come with me.”

Liu Cheng left with the sweet potatoes.

In just a few moments, I brought back already roasted sweet potatoes.

As soon as the roasted sweet potatoes arrived inside the house, the aroma began to fill the air.

Yan Song’s eyes lit up when he smelled the fragrance.

It is indeed food!

And it smells like it should be good!

“Try it.” Emperor Chu looked at Yan Song and said.

Liu Cheng next to him hurriedly handed the sweet potatoes to Yan Song.

Yan Song reached out and took it, taking a deep breath.

Suddenly, I felt refreshed.

Then, I took a bite.

His eyes lit up again.

It’s so delicious?

Yan Song had an expression of disbelief on his face, looked at Emperor Chu, and said, “Your Majesty has these sweet potatoes. I, Chu, have hope!”

Emperor Chu nodded when he heard this.

Over the past few days, his mood has calmed down a bit.

but.

When he first saw and tasted the sweet potatoes, his behavior was no different from Yan Song.

After Yan Song finished the sweet potatoes in several bites, he seemed to have thought of something. He looked up at Emperor Chu and asked, “Your Majesty, do you want to plant sweet potatoes in Linze Mansion?”

His Majesty never does things without aim.

Since His Majesty just now was a businessman in disguise who wanted to buy land in Linze Mansion.

There is naturally a deep meaning behind it.

There is no doubt that sweet potatoes are grown here in Linze Prefecture.

“Yes!” Emperor Chu did not deny it and nodded gently.

Yan Song received an affirmative answer, but there was a look of embarrassment on his face.

After a moment, he said: “Your Majesty, these sweet potatoes are indeed good things, but there is not much fertile land in Linze Prefecture!

I’m afraid there is no way to grow these sweet potatoes.

Then the wheat that had grown successfully was also ruined.

This is a problem. “

The reason why Linze Mansion has become the most prosperous city in Zhongyuan Road is because

Linze Mansion’s location is better.

The distances from various state capitals on Zhongyuan Road to Linze Prefecture are almost the same.

Therefore, merchants usually gather in Linze Mansion.

But Linze Mansion still has a problem.

There are relatively few fertile fields.

Most of the surrounding area is wasteland.

Therefore, there are very few farmers here.

The only few acres of fertile land are planted with wheat.

This is the result of countless farmers who have worked hard for several years.

If you suddenly switch to growing sweet potatoes, some problems will inevitably arise.

When Emperor Chu heard this, his expression did not change at all.

the reason is simple.

The reason why Linze Prefecture was chosen to grow sweet potatoes was precisely because it was surrounded by wasteland.

There is little fertile land.

This kind of wasteland is what Emperor Chu wants!

Because the letter Fang Xiu left for him made it very clear.

This sweet potato does not need fertile land.

Planting on good land is a waste of good land.

The reason why I chose to plant it on the outskirts of Gusu City before was just because the quantity was scarce.

Now that there are more of them, they can be planted on wasteland.

Emperor Chu originally wanted to explain, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was really troublesome.

So, he looked at Liu Cheng and said, “Where are the letters from Marquis Xin’an and Uncle Du Ming? Bring them to Master Yan to see.”

Liu Cheng said hurriedly: “Yes, Your Majesty!”

After saying that, he took out two letters from his arms, Passed it to Yan Song.

Yan Song was curious.

Xin’anhou, he knew it.

But who is this Du Mingbo?

Is it a person’s name or a title?

It sounds like a title.

It’s just that there doesn’t seem to be a count in Du Ming Mansion, right?

Could it be newly sealed?

I haven’t heard of any recent conflicts between the imperial court and the four grassland tribes. How can I create a new earl?

Yan Song couldn’t understand, so he simply didn’t think about it, but reached out and took the letter.

From top to bottom, browse carefully.

In just a moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he blurted out: “This sweet potato does not need fertile land and can be grown on wasteland!?”

Emperor Chu nodded and said, “This is the one who has been planting this sweet potato, Uncle Du Ming.” According to Xin’an Hou, the data he recorded

showed that there is not much

difference in the yield between

sweet potatoes grown on fertile land and those grown on wasteland.

Two thousand kilograms is nothing.

And these sweet potatoes can only be used as supplementary food, and rice is still needed as the main food.

Try

not

to use the original fertile land, and

there will be no shortage of food in the future.

Very determined.

the reason is simple.

All this is what the data tells him.

What is written in black and white on the paper is a comparison of more than ten acres of land.

The difference between fertile farmland and wasteland is only one or two thousand catties.

With the yield of sweet potatoes, what does one or two thousand catties mean?

(End of chapter)