Settled in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 391 Another Good Harvest of Sweet Potatoes
Different from the hustle and bustle when he came, Xue Lang returned to Chang'an in a very low-key manner. He set off early and did not have the length of a large team. He returned to Beijing with his guards and servants, and Su Han had to keep it until Princess Pingyang returned to Chang'an.

In other words, when Su Han heard that Xue Lang was going back to Chang'an, and he couldn't go back with him, the look in his eyes was unforgettable.Later I heard that when Xue Lang returned without Xiu Niang, he was revived with full blood and full state. It is also a skill to make Xue Lang happy and foodie!
After a day of bumpy carriage, Xue Lang returned to Chang'an. After a short rest, he went to the Ministry of Civil Affairs the next day to order a seat, and informed his superior, Pei Ju, and his subordinates that he was back.Then, he plunged into the sweet potato field, ready to harvest sweet potatoes.

First, pick the plants to be used as seeds, which must be done by Xue Lang himself; secondly, dig the sweet potatoes, weigh them, and give the saint an accurate yield.

Last year, offering auspiciousness was very impressive, but it is not a simple matter to promote a new crop.One is that the seeds were limited last year, and the two are mostly in a wait-and-see state.After all, these days, a reduction in grain production would kill people.

But in any big family, one or two hundred people is very common, with a master and servants. If you rashly introduce new crops, it’s okay if it succeeds, but if it fails... In history, there is almost one reason for peasant uprisings, the stomach is not full , can't survive!Hunger can drive people crazy, drive them back!No one dared to take this risk, so most of them took a wait-and-see attitude before the production of Chang'an came out.

Xue Lang can tell with his toes that when the production of sweet potatoes and potatoes comes out, the major families in Beijing, even the most prestigious families in the world, may not be able to sit still.These families, which have been passed down for hundreds of years, know better than ordinary people the feeling of having food in their hands and not panic. At that time, there will be a fight between dragons and tigers.

However, Xue Lang doesn't intend to get involved in these political matters. When the time comes, they will all be handed over to the saint, and he will just clap his hands and do other things.

Xue Lang likes to have a plan and make a plan when doing things. Before digging, he gathers people together and squats on the ground to teach them how to choose plants suitable for planting, how to preserve them, etc. After explaining everything clearly , and began to dig.

Yang Zhengqing of Sinong Temple also participated in this matter.Hearing Xue Lang say that the sweet potatoes are ready to be dug, he made people prepare a lot of wicker baskets with great fanfare, drove a long team of four-wheeled carriages, and asked Xue Lang: "Look, Sergeant Xue, is this enough?"

For the sweet potatoes that Xue Lang donated last year, the saint directly planted [-] mu.The yield of sweet potatoes per mu is about [-] to [-] kilograms (due to the poor mathematics level of the author, there is no conversion, please make up your own brains), and [-] mu of sweet potatoes can be dug out, and a mountain of sweet potatoes can be piled up.

Therefore, Xue Lang looked at what Yang Zhengqing had prepared, and shook his head firmly: "It's definitely not enough! But, it's good to come two more times!"

Yang Zhengqing murmured a little, and when the pile of sweet potatoes in front of him became more and more, and his chin was getting farther and farther away from his mouth, he realized that Xue Lang is really an honest person, and there is nothing wrong with his words. The harvested sweet potatoes, those wicker baskets and carriages are really too few.In the end, for the convenience of weighing, I simply put it in a sack and weighed it directly. After weighing, I wrote down the data, and then went to the next bag.

Based on the principle of watching the excitement and not being a big deal, Xue Lang specially asked the team transporting sweet potatoes to go around the city of Chang'an before transporting the sweet potatoes to the vermicelli workshop.As a result, the people in the capital have been very lively these days, and they can see long teams transporting sweet potatoes every day.

Watching the carts of sweet potatoes pass by the city, it is easy to evoke everyone's memories of last year. In the capital, there are gradually more and more people asking for news about sweet potatoes. Some of them are smart and careful, and roughly counted the transportation. For the number of trains, I estimated the output by myself, and I was taken aback.In Chang'an City, for a while, an undercurrent surged.

However, these are not within the scope of Xue Lang's consideration. His purpose is to create momentum. The bigger the momentum, the better. Maximize the benefits.

Fifty acres of sweet potatoes were dug in just a few days. Xue Lang summarized the daily weighing figures, nodded in satisfaction, and said to Yang Zhengqing: "Fifty acres of sweet potatoes, a total of more than 1 kilograms of sweet potatoes, on average The yield per mu is slightly higher than that of Weizeguan, but the difference is not big. It fully proves that sweet potato is a high-yield, stable and easy-to-grow crop, and it can be popularized next year!"

"hiss!"

Yang Zhengqing took a deep breath, and his voice couldn't help shaking: "I didn't hear clearly just now, how much did You Yang say in total?"

Xue Lang reported the number again, accurate to single digits.Xue Lang said: "When the data comes out, can we report to the saint?"

"Yes, it's time to repay the saint... Alas!"

Yang Zhengqing didn't know whether it was surprise or joy, but he fell off the ridge of the field. The problem was that when he sat up from the field, he still had a smirk on his face.

Xue Lang was taken aback, and hurriedly helped Yang Zhengqing up with his valet, but he couldn't see him in official robes, half of his body was covered in dirt: "Yang Zhengqing, are you okay? Did you fall somewhere?" ?”

Yang Zhengqing didn't care about the soil on his body, patted his thigh and laughed, with an inexplicable expression of excitement: "In my lifetime, I never thought that Yang would be able to see the day when fifty mu of land can grow tens of thousands of jin of grain in his lifetime! This life is not in vain, this life is not in vain !"

Xue Lang laughed and said, "Yang Zhengqing, the potatoes are confiscated. The yield of potatoes will only be higher than that of sweet potatoes, not lower than that of sweet potatoes! You are so excited now, what will you do when you harvest potatoes?"

Yang Zhengqing was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, and said frankly: "Youyang's words are reasonable, it seems that I still need to practice my energy-raising skills."

Just joking around, at Yang Zhengqing's suggestion, the two of them played together in the book, and reported the good harvest to the sage.

Not to mention how happy the sage Li Yuan will be when he receives this good news in the Palace of Renzhi. In Chang'an City, after Xue Lang's fanfare, restaurants, restaurants, living rooms, and desks, no matter the dignitaries or the common people, are all talking about it. Good harvest of sweet potatoes, guess when the sage will be officially promoted.

East Palace——

Prince Li Jiancheng sat cross-legged on the couch, looking at the stack of posts on the case table with deep eyes.The gentlemen of the Political Affairs Hall are also present, and the expressions on everyone's faces are somewhat complicated.

Prince: "This Xue Youyang made such a big battle, it's giving me a headache!"

Pei Ji's usual smiling face was also full of sorrow today, and he sighed: "To tell you the truth, His Majesty the Crown Prince, the post of greetings and invitations to the banquet at my residence has already been queued for one month later."

"The same is true for the ministers."

A group of veterans, you look at me, I look at you, looking at each other speechlessly.The prince was silent for a while, before he said: "This matter is of great importance, and Xue Lang has made everyone know about it, everything needs to be decided by the father, and wait for the order of the father!"

"Here."

(End of this chapter)