Daming: Mixed in Dangzhi County, Beiping

All the vassals, princes, dignitaries, and officials were holding farm tools and demonstrating, symbolically breaking off a corn and digging out a sweet potato.

Immediately, they came out of the glass greenhouse, and the princes, princes, and officials were still a little reluctant to leave.

It's too warm inside the glass greenhouse.

In addition, although they were not engaged in mulberry farming, they felt something was wrong after breaking off the corn and digging out the sweet potatoes.

These corns and sweet potatoes are all growing too big!

Zhu Di didn't care whether they were addicted to foot and hand, and directly ordered Guo Bingyong, Guo Zhi, Guo Changchen, and Guo Shanyuan to lead a group of apprentices to start breaking corn and peeling sweet potatoes.

At the same time, a group of imperial guards came in to help and harvest quickly.

then.

In the presence of heaven and earth, the ancestors of the Zhu family, the Ming emperor, princes, kings, princes and dignitaries, civil and military officials, and all the common people in the capital.

The corn stalks were broken off and the outer husks were peeled off. The golden corn kernels shone like golden beans under the sunlight, attracting everyone's attention.

Then, there were those sweet potatoes.

The guards dug out whole plants from the ground like they were digging the ground.

From the roots of the sweet potatoes, there are densely packed strings of sweet potatoes still covered with soil. There are several of them, the big ones are bigger than a human fist, and the small ones are also long and slender.

The merchants and common people watching from a distance were amazed.

Extremely excited.

The more they harvested, the more excited the vassal kings, dignitaries, and officials became.

Even, it gradually became commotion.

The eyes are getting bigger and bigger!
Because, even though they had made big guesses, the yields of corn and sweet potatoes still exceeded their estimates.

Too much.

Three acres of corn and nine acres of sweet potato fields turned from a small hill into a large hill in less than half an hour.

They have never seen such a harvest scene.

Even the baskets originally prepared by Guo Bingyong and others were not enough, so they ordered people to bring more baskets.

An hour later.

The corns and sweet potatoes had their skins removed, or they were wiped clean, and placed neatly in baskets.

Apart from people, the entire venue was filled with densely packed baskets.

Wait until there is not a single kernel of corn or sweet potato left in the field.

Everyone present, including the merchants and common people who had been standing in the distance and watching with telescopes, also looked forward to it.

Because, the next step is what everyone is eager to know.

Weigh the corn!
Weigh the sweet potatoes!
All the officials in the household department did their duty.

Zhu Di, Zhu Gaochi, as well as a group of vassal kings, princes, and important ministers, all tightly surrounded the two scales.

"One hundred and twenty-six pounds!"

"One hundred and thirty pounds!"

"One hundred and twenty-eight pounds..."

"...Seven hundred and fifty-three pounds in total!"

The voice of Yu Xin, the Minister of Household Affairs, was a little trembling.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Shiha on the side also said: "Your Majesty, this slave weighs so much!"

"hiss!"

Hearing this, Zhu Gaochi, all the vassal kings, and the surrounding officials were all shocked.

Such a high yield is better than rice and wheat, and they know very well how much impact this will have on the Ming Dynasty.

Even Zhu Di trembled all over, his eyes shining brightly.

This is corn, which can be eaten as a staple food like rice and wheat.

And, it can be done in a crop rotation with wheat!
"The yield per mu is 753 kilograms?"

"Fu Rui, this corn is really my food for Fu Rui!"

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"

"God bless me, Ming Dynasty..."

All the vassal kings, princes and dignitaries praised him loudly.

As for the civil and military officials, their facial expressions are even more exaggerated.

Many officials raised their hands in the air and cheered, while some officials were so excited that they burst into tears...

Only Guo An, among the crowd, looked calm.

Only seven hundred and fifty-three pounds!

These corns are still wet, the moisture in them has not been completely dried, and there are corn cobs inside!
If we eliminate all these and get 600 kilograms, that’s fine!
"Keep on weighing!"

Zhu Di ordered quietly.

"The minister obeys the order!"

"The slaves obey the orders!"

The Hu Bu and Yi Shi Ha teams quickly opened books and weighed the corn again.

Three acres of corn is still easy to weigh.

soon.

Just finished weighing!
“The yield of corn per mu is 753 jins, 789 jins, and 741 jins!”

This time, after Yu Xin finished speaking, the surrounding vassal kings and officials became much calmer.

Zhu Di's face showed a hint of joy. The corn yield per mu has been so high, and the remaining sweet potatoes will naturally be even higher!

“Keep weighing the sweet potatoes!”

"The minister obeys the order!"

"The slaves obey the orders!"

Although he is from the south, Yu Xin is not worried about Ming Dynasty being able to obtain such a high yield per mu of food. On the contrary, he is very happy and looking forward to it.

therefore.

Yu Xin quickly led a group of household officials and started weighing the sweet potatoes on the side again.

One basket, two baskets...

The higher the scale, the wider the eyes of everyone, and the more expectant they become.

Because there are obviously many more baskets of sweet potatoes than there are of corn.

Sudden.

After calculating the number of pounds of sweet potatoes per acre, Rao Shi Yuxin had already made preparations in his mind.

However, I was still filled with ecstasy and some disbelief.

Immediately, he raised his head and roared.

"Your Majesty, the total yield of sweet potatoes per acre is 1,312 kilograms!"

Suddenly, the whole place was silent, and only the whistling of the wind could be heard.

Everyone looked at Yu Xin blankly, as if they had heard something incredible.

"More than 1,300 kilograms?...How is this possible? How can there be such a high yield of grain in the world? Could it be a miscalculation?"

A feudal lord couldn't help but asked with disbelief on his face.

On the side, Yi Shiha also quickly raised the account book in his hand and shouted: "Your Majesty, Yu did not make a mistake in his calculation. One acre of sweet potatoes is indeed one thousand three hundred and twelve kilograms!"

When Yi Shiha's voice fell, everyone present was suddenly shocked.

That’s 1,300 pieces of food!
The rice with the highest yield per mu in Jiangnan is only three to four hundred kilograms!

If all the Ming Dynasty planted sweet potatoes, why would the Ming Dynasty worry about lack of food?
This is the real food of Ming Dynasty Fu Rui!

God bless Daming!

Why is Zhu Di so loved by God?
Everyone immediately became excited.

At the same time, the sound was still spreading outside.

"The yield of sweet potatoes per acre is 1,312 kilograms!"

"The yield of sweet potatoes per acre is 1,312 jins..."

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"

"Oh, God bless the Ming Dynasty, God bless me and other common people!"

"Your Majesty the Holy Ming..."

In the distance, after hearing the number of acres produced, all the people, after a brief shock and sluggishness, all knelt down, shouted loudly, and kowtowed to Zhu Di repeatedly.

Zhu Di raised his head slightly and breathed a sigh of relief. The sweet potato did not disappoint him!
God, bless him!
Dad, the fourth child has completed your unfinished dream for you, as you can see!

"It's just one acre, no, let's weigh two more acres of sweet potatoes!"

"According to the order!"

Although weighing so many sweet potatoes would be very tiring, everyone at this meeting was very motivated and excited.

Following Zhu Di's order, everyone quickly weighed the scale again. soon.

Yu Xin then led a group of officials from the Ministry of Revenue to weigh two acres of sweet potatoes.

"Your Majesty, two acres of sweet potatoes, each yields one thousand two hundred and eighty kilograms, and one thousand one hundred and thirty two kilograms per mu!"

"Very good!"

Zhu Di shouted directly, "Dear gentlemen, God bless my Ming Dynasty!"

"Your Majesty is benevolent, God bless me!"

"Your Majesty is benevolent, God bless me!"

All the feudal lords and officials shouted in unison with excitement on their faces.

Even officials with ulterior motives had more than half of their inner feelings wiped away after seeing the yield of sweet potatoes.

If it were just corn, they could ignore it.

However, the yield of sweet potatoes is twelve stones per acre!
This……

If you can't beat it, you have no choice but to join!

As time goes by, it is unknown whether the crooked thoughts in their hearts will sprout again!

"play music!"

Zheng Yi, the Minister of Rites, shouted with a red face.

Immediately, the drums sounded.

"Behead three animals and sacrifice them to heaven and earth!"

After saying this, an official cut open the three animals and offered them to heaven and earth.

The best thing is to cut the three animals into small pieces and hand them to Zhu Di and Zhu Gaochi first, and then distribute them to the vassal kings, princes, and officials respectively!
In this cold weather.

The three animals were already freezing cold, but fortunately, what was given to Guo An was only a small piece of meat as long as a finger, and he didn't know where it came from.

Anyway.

The bite is effortless.

Next, he took out the corn and sweet potatoes from the big cauldron.

Cut with a knife.

One piece per person.

As the unique aroma of corn and sweet potatoes wafted out, everyone’s stomach began to growl!
but.

Ripe corn, after being cooked, is fragrant, but it is very hard and not tasty. Some older officials have no choice but to bite it casually and swallow it in their stomachs.

As for the sweet potatoes.

Although it was a little overcooked, it was soft, glutinous and sweet. As soon as it was put into the mouth, all the vassal kings, dignitaries and officials were all happy.

Sweet potatoes not only have a high yield per acre, but are also so delicious?
Everyone is even more shocked and expecting!

Subsequently.

Zhu Di took Prince Zhu Gaochi, the vassal kings, dignitaries, and officials to worship heaven, earth and ancestors again, and then he took everyone back to the palace.

Next, Guo An maliciously guessed that this time Zhu Di paid homage mainly to bring good news to Lao Zhu!

The harvested corn and sweet potatoes were also loaded into carts one by one and carefully transported back to the palace under the escort of a group of guards.

The palace is the place where discussions are held and where merit is rewarded!
As Zhu Di's chariot drove by, all the people spontaneously knelt down on both sides and shouted His Majesty's Holy Might!
In the car, Zhu Di smiled happily as he listened to the shouts of the people outside.

In a corner of the experimental field, in an inconspicuous corner!

Several wealthy merchants in linen clothes waited until Zhu Di drove away before slowly getting up.

There was still some excitement and shock on several people's faces.

"If the people of our Ming Dynasty could grow twelve stones of grain per acre, how grand would our Ming Dynasty be?"

"Yes, by then, the population of our Ming Dynasty will have doubled!"

"It will also be an unprecedented spectacle!"

"..."

While talking, several people got into a large carriage.

This carriage looks ordinary from the outside.

However, the interior is very luxurious.

Moreover, the wheels are made of rubber tires!

Plus, inside the car, there's warmth.

There's even hot tea!
After each had a cup of hot tea, a merchant looked at Shen Zhuang at the top with envy on his face.

"Both corn and sweet potatoes have such high yields. I believe Brother Shen will be heavily rewarded by His Majesty!"

"Yes, Brother Shen's Shen family will definitely regain the prosperity of the former Yuan Dynasty this time!"

"Your Majesty allows me, Shen Zhuang, to be the chief shopkeeper of the Maritime Trade Chamber of Commerce. Shen is already very grateful. How dare you ask for anything else?"

Shen Zhuang waved his hands and said modestly, but there was no one in the car who was not an old fox.

It can be seen that the corners of Shen Zhuang's mouth were raised and his expression was full of reserve.

Thinking about it, a merchant's heart moved and he couldn't help but asked curiously: "Brother Shen, what do you already know?"

Hearing this, all the merchants around him couldn't help but look at Shen Zhuang.

"No no!"

Shen Zhuang shook his head repeatedly.

"At least, after this time, Brother Shen will definitely be remembered by His Majesty as a merchant who retrieves sweet potatoes and corn!"

"From now on, in the Ming Dynasty, as long as Brother Shen does not commit any serious crimes, his descendants will be rich and have no worries!"

"Yes, Brother Shen really envies me!"

"In the future, I hope Brother Shen will take more care of me..."

None of the merchants asked any more questions.

Just talk about auspicious words.

And Shen Zhuang also responded to them one by one with a happy face.

Your Majesty will not only reward him generously, but even knight him!

However, as long as the edict of sealing and reward was issued, Shen Zhuang would not dare to say another word.

However, Shen Zhuang already had a vague feeling in his heart due to His Majesty's massive move today.

Perhaps, the day when his Shen family will be prosperous is not far away!
Simultaneously.

One by one, the common people were already running towards the capital city.

The remaining members of the capital suddenly shook!

……

royal palace.

Please stay in the palace.

A sumptuous banquet has been prepared.

Zhu Di, as well as the prince, vassal kings, dignitaries, and officials all sat down one after another.

Immediately, the nine pieces of music started playing!

I've been hungry all morning outside, and it's already mid-afternoon.

Zhu Di was in a good mood, so he let the ministers eat and listen to Jiuzou music.

However, the nine pieces of music are from the first piece "The Song of Rising to Linhao", to the second piece "The Song of Opening Peace", the third piece "The Song of An Jianye"...all the way to the ninth piece "The Song of Keeping Peace", also known as "Spring of Ten Thousand Years"!
These nine pieces of music recall Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, his history of entrepreneurship and fortune, and his wishes for a lasting legacy.

Although the music is a beautiful wish, who in the hall does not know the mountains of corpses and sea of ​​blood behind these wishes?
All the officials were experiencing ups and downs.

Perhaps, only Zhu Di, a group of vassal kings, and some princes and dignitaries were excited to hear this!

The banquet is over!

Everyone looked at Zhu Di on the dragon chair with solemn expressions.

Everyone is mentally prepared for what will happen next.

Zhu Di coughed slightly and said loudly: "God bless my Ming Dynasty, let Duke Ding find such auspiciousness as sweet potatoes and corn for my Ming Dynasty!"

"It is your Majesty's kindness that enables the auspicious food to come to our country from overseas, thousands of miles away..."

"It is destiny, Your Majesty is wise..."

All the courtiers immediately praised Zhu Di profusely.

However, for Guo An, the first contributor, they skipped them one by one.

Guo An, who was sitting under the vassal kings, his expression remained unchanged.

He is already a duke, and he is hereditary. No matter how meritorious he is, what else can he do?
However, after all the officials had finished praising him, Zhu Di slowly waved his hand.

"Sweet potatoes, corn and other blessed foods entered our Ming Dynasty, and Ding Guogong was indispensable!"

...(End of chapter)