Datang start shocked Li Shimin

Chapter 607 Let It Go

"what happened?"

"What's wrong with you, you, you, you know, this will affect the yield of potatoes—"

Wei Zheng was so angry with this kid that his beard trembled, and he almost poked Wang Zi'an's face with his finger.

When Wang Zi'an heard this, he was immediately happy.

"You guys said this, I thought something was wrong—don't worry, it's not a big problem, and it doesn't affect the taste—"

Hearing what this means, why do you still want to eat it, you brat!
Wei Zheng was so angry that he rushed straight up and pushed him aside.

Like an angry old hen, she opened her arms, and her thin body directly protected the potato that Wang Zi'an had just brought out.

"Don't eat!"

Prince Ann:  …

Look at Li Shimin, look at Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji and don't look at it, it's not important anyway.

Several people have almost the same meaning.

Had to give up regretfully.

Forget it, anyway, if you have potatoes, you can eat them sooner or later, and it's not too late. There's no need to make everyone unhappy because of this stuttering.

"Why are you nervous? It's like who hasn't eaten. If you don't eat, you don't eat—"

Wang Zi'an looked at Wei Zheng with a tense face and was angry and funny at the same time.

"I've pulled it out, why are you still protecting it, I don't want to know how much one can produce..."

Hearing this, Li Shimin and others suddenly regained their spirits.

I even used a shovel, and started planing directly.

In fact, when Wang Zi'an pulled it out, the surrounding soil loosened, and a lot of potatoes were directly exposed outside, so they soon held out their big baby with surprise on their faces.

"My this, my this—"

Wei Zheng was holding a big potato, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Mine, each one must be at least a catty—"

"The two pieces in my hand are a little smaller, but I guess they would add up to more than a catty—"

Li Shimin was also beaming with joy, with a hint of uncontrollable excitement in his tone.

He and Wei Zheng, with three pieces of potatoes, are already close to three catties, plus Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji, conservatively estimated, there must be seven or eight catties of potatoes!

Even if calculated according to this output, there can be at least eighteen or nineteen stones per mu of land!
Eighteen or nine stone!

Thinking of this number, Li Shimin and others were almost dizzy.

When did food become so productive?
Although it still didn't reach the twenty or thirty stones that Wang Zi'an said, but if this number is revealed, it will break the sky!

How many people are excited.

Just listen to Wang Zi'an talking there.

"How could there be only such a little?"

Several people:……

Holding the potato in his hand, he didn't know what expression to make on his face.

That's it, do you still dislike it?
Wang Zi'an really felt that it was rare. In his previous life, he was a roommate who grew potatoes at home. He knew that a potato of this kind could cost more than ten catties, and a good one could weigh fourteen to five catties.

That's a little more?
"Go, go, get out of the way, don't get in the way—"

Wang Zi'an stretched out his hand, and pulled Li Shimin who was standing in front of him aside.

Li Shimin:  …

He looked at Wang Zi'an's pouted butt, and suddenly wanted to kick him.

This dog, don't you know how strong you are?

This almost threw me off.

At this time, Wang Zi'an naturally couldn't care about Li Shimin's resentment. He heard from his sand sculpture roommate that the root system of this thing is very developed, maybe there are still some potatoes that haven't been dug out.

If not, men are powerful.

Even though he was empty-handed, the planing was like a shovel, and he dug it in with one stroke.

Then, his face brightened, and there it is!

Then, under the incredulous eyes of Li Shimin, Wei Zheng and others, three or four huge potatoes were dug out from the ground, weighing four to five catties!
Several people couldn't help breathing heavily.

It’s no good, I have to stroke it, how much is it——

"Come on, get the scales—"

Wei Zheng had no choice but to wave to Bo, the master of Si Nong Temple in the distance.

The master Bo didn't dare to be negligent, he ran back like the wind, and took a steelyard, he was so tired that he was panting.

"Come on--"

Li Shimin couldn't wait to snatch the scale from the poor owner and weigh it himself. Wei Zheng, Fang Xuanling and others subconsciously moved their heads over.

"Thirteen catties and two taels!"

Then, several people raised their heads in unison, looked at each other, and confirmed subconsciously.

No mistake, it's thirteen catties and two taels!
"Thirteen catties and two taels—"

Wei Zheng turned around excitedly, hugged Wang Zi'an, and shook him vigorously——

no shaking...

Wei Zheng:  …

This bastard bullies me to be powerless!
However, don’t worry, be happy——

Then, he heard Li Shimin's trembling voice behind him.

"Zian, what is that in your hand?"

Then he subconsciously looked down Wang Zi'an's arm.

The whole person suddenly felt bad.

This bastard, Wang Zi'an, is still holding this potato in his hand!
Grab it and weigh it again.

"Fourteen catties six taels—"

This time, all the excitement was forgotten.

Li Shimin seemed to be dumbfounded, muttering to himself there.

"One potato, fourteen catties six taels, one potato, fourteen catties six taels—that's one acre of land, one acre of land is..."

No, I'm a little dizzy.

He turned his head in disbelief, and looked at Si Nong Temple Master Bo who was already dumbfounded beside him.

"How much is an acre of land?"

"If there is such an output, there should be 28 shi and 56 catties—"

The owner of Sinong Temple's beard trembled excitedly.

Only at this time did I fully understand why His Majesty had to send an elite army to guard this thing, to send a group of specialized officials and people proficient in agriculture to serve it, and to come over every now and then to inspect it in person——

It turns out that this weed-like thing has such an incredible yield!
Thinking of this, he was not only faintly afraid, but fortunately people like himself did not dare to slack off, otherwise if this kind of treasure was broken, it would be impossible to redeem.

At this time, no one would take care of his little man's little emotions, and everyone had already fallen into a state of excitement.

"We must vigorously promote, plant, and plant wherever we can-"

Li Shimin waved his arms excitedly.

With this, what food does Datang worry about!
Wang Zi'an glanced at him speechlessly.

It's fine for the other people to get excited, we are also the emperor of the Tang Dynasty after all, can we have something to do?

I couldn't help but pour a basin of cold water on him.

"I want to eat farts - and plant them all, do you have so many potatoes? Even if you have, can you do this? Do you have a bag in your head - you really expect this thing to replace other food... ..."

Master Bo of Sinong Temple: ...

Is this how you talked to His Majesty and several prime ministers?

He secretly raised his eyes and looked at Li Shimin, Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji, Wei Zheng and others, but found that they acted as if they hadn't heard anything, and didn't respond at all, and he was suddenly dumbfounded.

This--

Who am I and where am I?

I'm afraid I'm not dreaming—

After being splashed by Wang Zi'an like this, Li Shimin and others calmed down slightly with their feverish minds.

"Even if it can't be replaced, it must be vigorously promoted. This kind of thing can produce twenty or thirty stones per mu of land. Even if there is no ordinary food to eat, it is still a great good thing. A treasure that can save lives at critical times—— "

Li Shimin is really poor.

Last year, although I tried my best to provide relief, it was only to prevent the severe famine around Chang'an. In other disaster-prone places such as Henan, Shandong, and the northwest of Guanzhong, many people still starved to death.

If there were such high-yield crops in various places at that time, why did it come to this?
"What are you thinking, twenty or thirty shi - I said that is the most ideal state, who do you see can grow crops like this? If ordinary people grow crops, it is estimated that half of the harvest will be good..."

Li Shimin, Wei Zheng and the others subconsciously looked at Si Nong Temple Master Bo who was waiting beside him.

"Master Hou is right. We have chosen the best land for our potatoes, and we have applied farmyard manure according to Master Hou's instructions. Every day, people tend to them meticulously. If we really promote them, I am afraid that the output will drop. Discount……"

Bo Buwai, the master of Sinong Temple, explained a sentence very wittily.

Li Shimin and others understood.

Although slightly regretful, it is very exciting. After all, even if it is discounted in half according to what Wang Zi'an said, it is still a production of more than ten stones, which is amazing!

"So, everyone, don't get excited. If you want to make Datang truly comfortable, you have to put your hope on hybrid rice—"

Saying that, Wang Zi'an patted Wei Zheng's shoulder encouragingly.

"Old Wei, work hard and try to get the hybrid rice out as soon as possible. Let me tell you, if you can get out the hybrid rice, you will send it. You know, at least a Marquis is waiting for you—"

Wei Zheng:  …

Then I have to die!
Seeing Wei Zheng's strange expression, he didn't know how to answer the conversation, Wang Zi'an was secretly happy.

"Of course, if His Majesty is generous, it might not be impossible for a duke of the state - then, why are you still following my stingy old father-in-law? When he sees you, he has to address you as a duke of the state..."

dare not, dare not—

Wei Zheng couldn't help wiping his sweat secretly.

Li Shimin, Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji were also speechless and looked at Wang Zi'an jokingly.

Ah, this-

We can't answer this, for fear of embarrassing you.

So, several people and Wang Zi'an looked at each other and smiled together, feeling that they were standing on the [-]th floor while the other party was standing on the horizon.

In the end, Wang Zi'an still didn't eat the vinegared shredded potatoes that Wang Zi'an hadn't seen for a long time, and Li Shimin and others took away the shredded potatoes as treasures.

These dogs didn't even talk about going to their own house for dinner today.

It's just really rare--

Wang Zi'an vomited, and Shi Shi ran home.

Don't think about it, these few good-for-nothing veterans must be impatient to pretend to be aggressive.As for how to pretend, I know after thinking about it.

It's boring, it's boring.

It's more interesting to go home to accompany my little Susu, and of course it's more interesting to train a few little apprentices.

Li Shimin, who left from the Prince's Anjia Farm, couldn't help but clenched the potatoes in his hands, and his face was a little cold unconsciously.Changsun Wuji and the others also became solemn.

Wang Zi'an is really His Majesty's lucky general, this potato came so timely!
Originally, I was worried that the situation in the court would get out of control tomorrow, but now it seems that I may not be able to give it a go!

On February [-], the dragon looked up.

Today, as soon as all the officials in the court entered the hall, they felt an unprecedented sense of tension and sternness. Several prime ministers looked cold and serious, and the gentle and honest bosses on weekdays also lost their usual smiles.Even the few elders who seldom went to court in the past quietly appeared in the queue.

No pleasantries, no communication.

The oppressive breath is like the substance.

Everyone unconsciously suppressed the ease and smile on their faces, lined up silently, and filed in.

There are also those who are well-informed, who faintly know something, and look at the depths of the hall with complicated eyes.

I know that today's court may be an unprecedented scene of swords, lights and swords, or even a bloody storm.

Whether the royal family of Taiyuan, which has been famous for hundreds of years, can continue its former glory, or even leave a little trace, depends on the competition in the court today.

The crimes of the Wang family are unforgivable, but the Wang family cannot die.

This is the consensus of many people.

The lips are dead and the teeth are cold. The Guanlong family, the Shandong family, and even the Jiangnan family, who are also aristocratic families, understand this simple truth.

Today is Wang's family, but tomorrow may not be my own.

(End of this chapter)