Datang: Hiding private money, exposed by Xiao Sizi

Chapter 39 Pushing the Sweet Potato Order, Qinghe Cui's Confirmation
"Your Majesty, please don't listen to the words of the demon!!"

There was tremor in Xiao Yu's voice.

He was really afraid that His Majesty would be bewitched by those monsters.

"Okay, Xiao Sikong, I've made up my mind, this thing must be promoted!!"

"Its full name is sweet potato, and it can yield [-] to [-] jin per mu, and it only takes three months to mature!!"

"It's such a fetish, my Tang Dynasty has it... It's really a blessing!!"

Li Shimin's voice was passionate.

As can be seen,

When he introduced sweet potatoes, he was so confident and proud.

however.

The officials didn't think so.

Four to six thousand catties per mu?Three months to mature...

Your Majesty, are you all right? !

Are you living in a dream? !

At this stage, the yield of the best fertile land is only [-] jin. How is it possible to increase it tenfold? !
In an instant.

All the officials think it is a fantasy, no, the fantasy is better than it, this is a fool's dream! !
Ha ha.

The yield per mu is [-] to [-] jin...

Thank you, Li Shimin, for speaking up.

Pei Ji really smiled.

Originally thought that Li Jiaerlang solved the food crisis in order to seek aloofness.

The results now appear.

It's completely a crooked fight to solve it, and because of this, I believe in ghosts and gods, so I was bewitched by some monsters, thinking that the broken sweet potato is a god.

Before he went to the morning court, he was still afraid.

After all, Li Shimin and Li Yuan, father and son, met again after many years. The meeting between the two great Tang emperors still scared them.

But now it seems...

Ha ha.

See you. See you.

It would be best if Li Jia Erlang brought Li Yuan into the ditch too! !

"Your Majesty, Shengming."

Pei Ji quickly stood up and said.

Officials from other aristocratic families responded one after another.

They were all a little afraid that Li Shimin would take back his life.

However, Li Shimin has made up his mind. No matter how much Xiao Yu and others persuade him, he finally issued an edict to let the disaster victims in the north grow sweet potatoes.

So far,

In the early morning, when the two groups of people had different thoughts, they withdrew from the court.

…………

The gate of the Imperial City.

Many Jinwu Guards took notices and went to the streets to post them.

Suzaku Street.

Jin Wuwei posted the notice on the government office.

"Your Majesty has ordered that from today onwards, all people from the north can come and apply for planting gods."

"Because the number of fetishes is limited, it needs to be screened, but it's still first come first served!!"

The voice of the general of the Jinwu Guard was like a bell, and Nuo's voice was hissing loudly, and the voice was transmitted far away.

"A fetish? What fetish? Your Majesty... What is your Majesty going to do?"

"Haha, I know! I know this. Your Majesty must have sought a fetish from the heavens, that's why he called it a fetish. Your Majesty wants to spread the fetish to the world, Your Majesty is so wise!!"

Some people praised Li Shimin without even reading the notice.

Obviously a big fan of Li Shimin.

This is also normal.

A few days ago, Tianhuangcheng rescued hundreds of thousands of disaster victims and wiped them out of hunger. Li Shimin, as the leader, gained a lot of popular support and people who supported him.

at this time.

Some people also began to watch the notice carefully.

"Sweet potatoes? The yield per mu is [-] to [-] jin, and it only takes three months to mature. Is this... this, this, this, is this true? Is there such a terrifying plant?!"

"Haha, it's absolutely true, after all, it's a fetish that His Majesty begged from heaven!!"

"If this fetish is true, woo woo woo, then we will never have to go hungry again."

"Yes, yes, but the notice said that two-thirds of the first batch of goods received by the gods must be handed over to the imperial court for new seedlings. Let's not talk about what seedlings are for now, it is too much to hand in." Right?!"

"Haha, if you receive 1000 catties, even if you pay two-thirds of it, you will still have more than [-] catties to harvest, and it will only take three months to plant this fetish. If you have concerns, then let me do it. Officer, please give me some sweet potato seeds, I have no objection to the notice's request."

"Me too!!"

"Me too, officer, give me one too!!"

"Hehe, I'm so excited, it's a waste of time to fetch water from the bamboo basket."

Some people believe in this fetish unconditionally, just because it is what Li Shimin said, and it is what the emperor said.

And some people scoffed.

Four thousand catties per mu?What an idiot! !
It is completely looking for free labor! !

These two waves of people,

There were more people in the first wave than in the second wave. Almost all of them were victims of food relief from the imperial city.

In the case of Suzaku Street,

It's just a corner of the Jinwu Guard scattered around.

In other places, there are also Jinwu Guards who are responsible for popularizing sweet potato fetishes.

today.

The imperial city operation is mighty.

It is destined that the entire Chang'an people will know about sweet potatoes today.

………………

Push the sweet potato order.

It was officially released, and it was a great success.

In the past, no matter what decisions Li Shimin made, it was impossible to implement them all in one day.

But today.

But it did.

Just because of pushing the sweet potato order.

Not only Li Shimin sent people to popularize, but even the aristocratic family spared no effort to help Li Shimin popularize.

The entire Chang'an City.

Today, unprecedented harmony! !

Cui family of Qinghe, the main residence.

a tea room.

The fragrance in the house is faint, and the Patriarch of Cui family in Qinghe is making tea by himself.

"Dong dong dong."

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

With a sound of "creak", a guard came in with some sweet potato seeds in his hands, and a person beside him was their food expert from the Qinghe Cui family.

The Cui family of Qinghe is mainly engaged in agriculture and food.

It can be said.

In the entire five surnames and seven looks, no family knows better than them.

"Patriarch, Mr. Cui He is here."

Jiawei invited the food expert to take a seat, and at the same time put the sweet potato seeds between the two of them's tables.

"Cui He, you are here. I specially asked you to come here. I am in trouble."

Cui He waved his hand, smiled, and said indifferently: "It's not in the way, it's my honor to have the opportunity to help you, Patriarch."

"Okay, as expected of me, Cui Jiadongliang, this spirit alone is enough for young guys to learn."

Patriarch Cui of Qinghe smiled, then looked at Jiawei, and nodded, as if it was a signal, acquiescing to him to do certain things.

Jiawei took a deep breath, stood beside the food expert Cui He, and asked, "Old Mr. Cui He, I would like to ask you to come over here today. I want to ask, after the rice is planted in the current northern field, can it be Harvest? If it can...how much can you harvest?"

Hearing this, Cui He became interested, sat upright, and said with a smile: "I have to say, this question is very constructive and very good."

"Nowadays, planting in dry fields in the north has always been the main research target of this old man and his apprentices."

"At present, there is a huge difference between the northern dry fields and the worst southern fields, about 1 and 3. For every grain of rice harvested in the northern dry fields, at least three can be harvested in the south."

"Of course, this is just the research result of this old man. To ensure the authenticity of this data, this old man specially asked his disciples to invite experts from the Longxi Li family and several other aristocratic families who specialize in this field."

"Through various comparisons, my opinion is almost the same. At present, the dry fields in the north are not suitable for planting, and planting cannot withstand winter."

(End of this chapter)