Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 225 Full of Treasures

  Both uncles of the country said it was not delicious, but just looking at the way they ate, everyone knew it.

   At this point, all doubts are gone.

  Now, whether it is Emperor Hongzhi or the civil and military officials, they can't help feeling hungry.

   Really edible?

   It is a joy to watch the Zhang family brothers eat.

  Emperor Hongzhi certainly didn't care about the taste of this thing, but behind this taste was whether it could be used as food, and other than that, it was the habit of this food.

  There are too many questions in my heart, it can be seen that the two brothers of the Zhang family are eating so much that Emperor Hongzhi really wants to beat them to death.

  So Emperor Hongzhi couldn't bear it anymore, got up, and got off the throne.

   "Enough, back off!"

   This is yelling at the Zhang family brothers.

   Shame, to be honest, Emperor Hongzhi really felt ashamed.

  Empress Zhang’s two brothers, if it weren’t for the sake of having a wife, Emperor Hongzhi would have wanted to kill them countless times. The fact that he has endured until now shows that Emperor Hongzhi’s temper is not too bad.

  Zhang Heling and Zhang Yanling suddenly showed aggrieved looks.

   They know, the last bit of good times... over.

After hiccupping, Zhang Heling had a resentful expression on his face. Although he felt that there was still room for stuffing in his stomach, the two of them were not afraid of any of them. They were a little bit afraid of this brother-in-law, so they finally stuck out their big belly honestly. Obediently returned to the class.

  Emperor Hongzhi realized that he seemed to have gone too far. The emperor should have the majesty of the emperor, let alone such a solemn occasion.

  It's just...today...he doesn't care much anymore.

   This is like Zhang Mao, who is usually quite stable, dared to break into Jinshen Hall today.

  Emperor Hongzhi walked over and looked at one of the bowls of sweet potato porridge. Because it was so close, a scent of fragrance rushed over his face.

  Looking carefully, the porridge is very watery, but with golden sweet potatoes, the appearance seems to be pretty good.

only…

  Emperor Hongzhi glanced back at the ministers behind him. In fact, all the officials could not sit still.

  Everyone was patient and stretched their necks one by one, wanting to see what this thing looked like.

  Liu Jian seemed anxious in his heart, he wished he could rush to Fang Jifan immediately to find out.

Xie Qian was more impatient, but his eyes were presbyopic, and he couldn't see the appearance of sweet potatoes from such a distance, but he was staring at Emperor Hongzhi's face, trying to get a glimpse of the truth from Hongzhi's face .

   Li Dongyang is the Minister of the Household Department. Even though the city is usually very deep, now he is a little anxious.

   "Bring Jindun and chopsticks."

   It is impossible to see the famous hall, so Emperor Hongzhi decided to try it himself.

  After hearing this, the **** took Jindun, and Emperor Hongzhi sat down by the big stove.

  Fang Jifan took a new bowl himself, and scooped out the porridge from the pot. In order to show off, he scooped up a few extra pieces of sweet potatoes.

   "Your Majesty..." Xiao Jing, who was on duty at this station, seemed nervous. He came behind Emperor Hongzhi and said, "Do you want to test it to confirm that it is not poisonous?"

  Emperor Hongzhi glanced back at him, then at Fang Jifan, and then at the ragged, tattered and muddy villages behind Fang Jifan...

  Emperor Hongzhi was silent for a moment, then said, "This man is called Zhang Xin, isn't he?"

   Zhang Xin looked very cautious, and hurriedly said: "The minister is Zhang Xin."

"And him!" Emperor Hongzhi pointed to another captain and said, "I should have seen this captain, right? Habayashi guards guard Ouchi, and he drives to protect my safety! These people were all palace officials back then. People who came out of the village. But look at them now, since they went to Xishan to farm the fields, they are exposed to the wind and the sun every day. I remember that they were all thin-skinned and tender-skinned, wearing fish suits and carrying long knives. Majestic and majestic, now... hey... what else is there to do? They won't harm me, even if the fruit really can't be used as food, and it's really unpalatable, but just because of this, even if they are humble, they are all pillars of my Ming Dynasty , it's my humerus..."

  This means, stop meddling in your own business.

  Xiao Jing was bored, so he had no choice but to keep silent.

  But everyone in Zhang Xin was so excited that tears filled their eyes. In a blink of an eye, they became humerus and pillars.

  Actually, no one is willing to suffer, but it doesn’t matter if you suffer. What’s really bad is that no one can see you have suffered so much, and you will be forgotten, and you may even be disgusted by others.

  At this time, Emperor Hongzhi took another look at Fang Jifan: "There is also Fang Jifan. He has a brain disease, but he has worked hard to relieve the court's worries. I... If even they don't believe it, who else in this world can believe it?"

  Finally it was my turn, and Fang Jifan was very moved. I didn't call my name just now, and thought I was ignored, but I didn't expect that I was the finale.

   Picking up the bowl and taking the chopsticks in his hand, Emperor Hongzhi didn't hesitate, first took a piece of peeled and boiled sweet potato, and put it gently into his mouth.

   It was only imported, and the sweet taste immediately stimulated Emperor Hongzhi's taste buds.

  People in later generations may be used to the taste of sweet potatoes, not to mention that in that era of food flourishing, they don't think sweet potatoes are delicious.

   But for Emperor Hongzhi, who tasted it for the first time, this taste... He was slightly taken aback.

  This taste... unexpectedly exceeded his expectations.

  With a hint of sweetness, it is surprisingly delicious.

  Everyone stared at Emperor Hongzhi, hoping to find the answer from Emperor Hongzhi's face.

However, Emperor Hongzhi remained silent. Under the eyes of everyone, he still calmly took another sip of the porridge, bringing the warm porridge into his stomach, which tasted different from the previous porridge. So the porridge water is also sweet, obviously much more delicious than the white porridge before.

  Of course, after all, Emperor Hongzhi was well-informed and had eaten everything, so it would not be too exaggerated.

   But this was enough to make Emperor Hongzhi tremble. You must know that ordinary people are satisfied if they can have yellow rice to make porridge and can satisfy their hunger.

The taste of the yellow rice was extremely bad. After Wang Sanzhi’s incident, Emperor Hongzhi ordered people to cook porridge with yellow rice, wanting to see what Wang San and the others usually ate. Even if the eunuchs bought the best yellow rice, But the taste is still extremely inferior.

  And this sweet potato...unexpectedly...Emperor Hongzhi's eyes lit up.

  Of course, the texture and taste are not the main thing.

  There is not much rice in this porridge, what he wants to know most is whether this thing can fill his stomach.

  So, he ate the small bowl of porridge in one go.

  Usually he eats meals slowly, but today he seems to be eager to know the result, so he eats it all in one go, and can't help but burp, feeling a little full.

  Fang Jifan peeled a baked sweet potato with a smile and brought it up: "Your Majesty, this tastes better."

   "Really?" Emperor Hongzhi only took one look, and took it very rudely.

  When Fang Jifan peeled the shell, he deliberately left a little bit of the bottom unpeeled for the convenience of Emperor Hongzhi to grasp it. After this grasping, Emperor Hongzhi's well-maintained hands immediately left two streaks of black ash.

  Xiao Jing on the side was a little anxious.

   But Emperor Hongzhi was happy. He didn't care. With anticipation, he took a bite of the roasted sweet potato, um... the taste was stronger than the sweet potato porridge just now, and the meat was soft and fragrant! sweet!

   You know, ordinary people, even sugar, are generally reluctant to eat it.

  But this sweet potato...

  Emperor Hongzhi pulled his face down, he suppressed the excitement in his heart: "This red..."

   "Sweet potatoes." Fang Jifan was a little apprehensive. After all, the emperor has tasted all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas. If he thinks the taste is not good, the credit will be discounted.

   "Yes, sweet potato." Emperor Hongzhi stared at Fang Jifan. There were still some things that he didn't dare to really enjoy until he asked about them!

   I'm afraid there is something wrong with this thing!

  So he said seriously: "At that time, the yield was 30 shi per mu?"

Fang Jifan naturally understood what Emperor Hongzhi was thinking, and said: "Zhang Xin's deputy Baihu, the school lieutenants, and Lishi intensively cultivated, and the sweet potatoes produced are indeed 30 shi per mu. I think that if an ordinary person can produce 20 shi per mu. Shi, there is no problem."

  Actually, not to mention thirty or twenty, even if it is ten stones, it is enough to live countless people.

  Emperor Hongzhi glanced at Zhang Mao, knowing that Fang Jifan should have made no false report. He thought for a while, and then said: "How to store this thing?"

Fang Jifan said: "It is enough to dig a cellar. Ordinary farmers already have cellars. Even if they are newly dug, it is actually just some work. I think that if sweet potatoes are popularized, His Majesty can temporarily issue a decree that all states will be exempted." Half a month of corvée is collected, so that the common people can dig cellars during the slack season."

   It feels like a little more trouble than building a barn, but it's not too much trouble.

  Emperor Hongzhi nodded and heaved a long sigh of relief.

"Besides..." Fang Jifan calmed down, and continued: "If this sweet potato is dried, it can be made into dried potato, which can be used as dry food; if it is ground into powder, it will be like flour, which can be eaten It can be made into various foods. In fact... if there are so many of these things that people can't eat them all, they can also be used to feed livestock..."

  This whole body is full of treasures.

  Fang Jifan continued: "And..."

As he said that, he took out a vine of sweet potato from his sleeve as if conjuring, and there were still many potato leaves on it, and said in front of Emperor Hongzhi, "This potato leaf can also be used for cooking, and the taste is still good." Yes, this vine can also be used to feed livestock."

  Hongzhi was taken aback when he heard that.

   Listen, this sweet potato is like an elixir that fell from the sky.

  No, the elixir can only make one person live forever, and the number of people saved by this sweet potato may exceed millions in the future.

   Suddenly, Emperor Hongzhi thought of Wang San again.

   If there were sweet potatoes in the first place, how could there be so many Wang San?

  Emperor Hongzhi's eyes were actually moist.

  (end of this chapter)