Princess of the auxiliary country

"Since Yaoyao said so, it must be true."

The Supreme Emperor had also recovered from the shock and remembered the words Hong Xiu had brought to him.

In his heart, he believed Ningyang's words about the yield per mu being a thousand catties.

Although this granddaughter has only come back not long ago, she has handled things very thoughtfully in the past few times, and she is definitely not the kind of person who boasts.

"Yes and no, let's go and see for ourselves. If this is true, then we, the people of the Yu Dynasty, will be blessed."

Huo Jingzhi was also sure of his daughter's reliability, allowing her to invite the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor directly. It was impossible to say that he was not sure.

A group of people entered Xiaohuangzhuang. At this time, the place where the villagers lived was very quiet.

Except for some elderly people with limited mobility, there were almost no people in sight.

Seeing this, Hongxiu and Wangxia quickly found an old man in the yard to ask about the situation.

After learning that the people on the farm were busy harvesting corn in the fields behind, the two quickly reported the situation.

"In that case, let's go take a look in the fields."

Soon the group of people arrived at the land behind Zhuangzi.

From a distance, you can see tables and chairs placed under a big tree. Huo Junyao is sitting in the shade of the tree, and Xiaochan is standing next to her, fanning her.

Hongxiu and Wangxia trotted over quickly.

Not long after, Huo Junyao came over with Xiaochan.

"I've met my grandpa, and I've met the emperor."

After greeting the two of them first, Huo Junyao greeted her parents and brothers.

However, at this time, Emperor Zhaowu gave her this title again.

Why is he called Grandpa when he is called the Supreme Emperor, and when he comes to live with him, he is the Emperor?

The distinction between closeness and distance was really clear, but there was nothing he could do about it.

The Supreme Emperor smiled and said a few words to Huo Junyao first, but glanced at Emperor Zhaowu without trace.

It's like saying that the situation we are in today is all your fault.

"Yao Yao, come and tell me about this corn to grandpa. What is the specific situation?"

"Grandpa, it's sunny here. Let's go over there and talk. I asked Xiaochan to prepare herbal tea. You must be too hot all the way here."

The Supreme Emperor nodded with a smile, and the group followed them to the shade of the tree. Xiaochan and Wangxia Hongxiu quickly prepared tea.

"Grandpa, Your Majesty, look over there. That area is full of corn. I have asked them to divide each acre of land. When the time comes, they will harvest it one acre at a time."

"Also let people weigh and register immediately."

"That's good. I heard your mother say that this corn can produce a thousand catties per mu. Is that true?"

Looking from a distance, farmers are busy in the fields. Although the sun is very hot, everyone's face is filled with a smile of harvest.

"The specific figures are not yet clear, but it is conservatively estimated that the yield of one thousand catties per mu will not be a problem."

As soon as she finished speaking, Manager Zhao came over. After respectfully saluting Princess Ningyang and Huo Jingzhi and his son, he reported the situation to Huo Junyao.

"Princess, the corn on the first acre of land has been harvested and weighed."

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Although Manager Zhao was related to the village, he did not know the Supreme Emperor or the Emperor. In addition, the two of them were in casual clothes, so they did not pay their respects, but only bowed slightly.

In this regard, the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor did not care.

"Just lock it. How many kilograms can be produced per acre?"

Emperor Zhaowu asked eagerly.

Seeing this, Manager Zhao just glanced at him and then looked at Huo Junyao beside him. After seeing Huo Junyao nodding, Manager Zhao said, "After weighing the corn in the first acre, there are 1,100. Twenty-one pounds.”

hiss!

Upon hearing this number, everyone present except Huo Junyao took a breath.

This is true even for Hong Xiu and Wang Xia. After all, in this Yu Dynasty, where the average yield per mu is only one or two hundred kilograms, suddenly a crop yield of more than one thousand kilograms per mu of grain suddenly pops up.

This number is extremely explosive.     “Really?”

Emperor Zhaowu had already stood up, his eyes were shining, and he was about to step forward to grab the account book from Manager Zhao's hand.

Seeing this, Manager Zhao quickly retreated while protecting the account book.

"My noble man, what are you doing?"

"Let him see it."

At this time, Huo Junyao spoke, and Manager Zhao respectfully handed over the account book without hesitation.

But what's the point of just looking at the ledger? It's just a bunch of numbers.

"Grandpa, how about I arrange for someone to harvest a few acres of land on site and take a look?"

"Very good."

The Supreme Emperor was also very excited at this time.

Although they knew there could be no problem, this was just what Manager Zhao said and they did not see it with their own eyes.

When he heard Huo Junyao's proposal at this time, he naturally would not refuse.

Hongxiu and Wangxia hurriedly went to arrange people, and soon several bankers were found.

After Hongxiu's instructions, these bankers quickly took action.

After a while, Manager Zhao reported that there were three acres of land in total.

The harvest from the first acre of land was 1,096 jins, the harvest from the second acre was 1,136 jins, and the harvest from the third acre actually reached 1,215 jins.

Three acres of land, although the numbers are different, are enough to verify the claim that the corn yield per acre is one thousand kilograms.

"Okay, okay, auspiciousness, this is real auspiciousness."

"Hahaha."

Emperor Zhaowu was so excited that he danced a little.

With such a high yield per mu, if this was promoted across the country, the food supply of the Yu Dynasty would increase several times.

Are the people still worried about not having food to eat?

The Supreme Emperor beside him was also very happy at this time, holding Huo Junyao's little hand, his face full of love.

"Girl, well done. You are a great hero of our Yu Dynasty. In terms of merit, you are no worse than your father, or even better."

When Huo Jingzhi heard this, he didn't feel belittled at all, but was very happy.

If my daughter surpasses me, it means that she is better than her master, which is a good thing.

Huo Jinyan also had a smile on his face, looking at his little sister with admiration in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, Yaoyao is a great meritorious official and deserves a reward, a heavy reward."

Emperor Zhaowu looked at Huo Junyao with great satisfaction.

This niece is really good. Now she helped snatch the paper business from the nobles, and now she has prepared such a big surprise for him.

They are all great achievements, necessary rewards, heavy rewards.

Seeing the two of them so happy, Huo Junyao was relatively calm. She just smiled and said, "I invited grandpa and the emperor to come here today, not just for the corn."

"To be honest, I still have a kind of food crop on hand, which the Yu Dynasty does not have at the moment."

"Oh? Also? How does it compare with the yield of corn?"

Emperor Zhaowu asked quickly.

"There's no comparison."

Hearing this, Emperor Zhaowu's excited eyes dimmed slightly, but he quickly covered it up and said with a smile, "That's right, the yield of corn per acre is so amazing, it is indeed unrealistic to compare it with it."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Huo Junyao said, "Your Majesty, you have misunderstood. What I mean is that the yield of corn is not comparable to the new crop in my hand."