Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

In the Imperial Court.

The ministers were fiercely discussing the issue of reduced grain production due to the Jianjiang River flood.

Jianjiang was the granary of the South. The flood impacted and ruined countless granaries. More importantly, it also affected this year's harvest.

Without a doubt, there would be no shortage of grain shortages in the South this year.

Emperor Jing looked at the arguing ministers below, feeling a headache coming on.

Fang Zheng Yi, on the other hand, was calm and collected. He had been in a good mood recently, as everything was on track and no problems had arisen.

Li Yuanzhao had made rapid progress. As the leader of the Sanitation Squad, he frequently led the team members through the streets and alleys, checking for loopholes in their work.

Li Yuanzhao was also responsible for scheduling shifts.

It should be noted that the Sanitation Squad now had nearly four thousand people! Its business coverage extended beyond Banshan Ward to more than a dozen surrounding wards.

Such a large workload was very difficult, and most of the people under Li Yuanzhao were illiterate.

Of course, he had initially thought about seeking help from the Garrison and requesting some professional talent to assist, but Fang Zheng Yi had flatly refused.

How could a leader ask for help from below after only being in charge for a few days? How would he maintain any credibility?

Li Yuanzhao didn't say much, went back in a huff, and picked a few veterans from the team to help him temporarily stabilize the situation. Of course, Fang Zheng Yi secretly helped, and progress was becoming increasingly smooth.

The bonfire square lottery event was changed to once a week. The people's learning progress was gratifying. Basically, most of them could write one to nine, and they were clear on the number rules from ten to one hundred.

After all, who wouldn't want to participate in gambling without any cost?

After that, Fang Zheng Yi planned to stop after two more rounds. After all, everyone had learned almost everything, and the hygiene habits of the people in the ward had also improved. Afterwards, it could be changed to other activities.

Most importantly, the first batch of sweet potatoes in Taoyuan County had been grown.

A batch was sent to Fang Zheng Yi with a letter. The sweet potatoes were not large and were not quite the same as he remembered. Moreover, the taste was not as sweet as what he had eaten in his previous life.

It was probably because the variety was too primitive, but fortunately, Taoyuan County stated in the letter that the yield per mu reached a thousand catties, which relieved Fang Zheng Yi.

Sweet potatoes were of great importance, and there must be no mistakes in the yield.

Although Fang Zheng Yi had repeatedly come up with new things and new business models in Taoyuan County, ultimately only a small number of people could benefit.

The good development of Taoyuan County was only using high-end products to bleed the rich.

Blindly developing industry and commerce was just deceiving oneself, bleeding the rich to create new rich, and then the rich bleeding the poor.

If the cake couldn't be made bigger, it would become a zero-sum game, and this world would still be a hell.

The development of society must first ensure that the people have enough to eat. With high-yield sweet potatoes, the pig farming industry would also take the opportunity to develop.

It wasn't that Fang Zheng Yi hadn't considered promoting Taoyuan County's pig farming methods, but that was meaningless.

The people themselves had no food, so where would they get the grain to feed the pigs?

But with sweet potatoes, everything was different. Pig farming and chicken farming could even take the opportunity to be greatly promoted. Eating only carbohydrates made the people weak.

The people needed to eat more fatty meat and protein to strengthen their bodies.

At that time, the soldiers and civilians of the world would have the strength to explore those unimaginable places, the vast ocean, and endless treasures.

Food is the foundation of everything! Those poor people are also living, breathing people. Farming has already exhausted them all. Under exhaustion, transferring manpower to industry and commerce is tantamount to seeking death.

Fang Zheng Yi still dared to play like this in Taoyuan County, after all, there were only so few people there, and he planned to lie flat in Taoyuan County for the rest of his life.

Now that he had sweet potatoes, how could Fang Zheng Yi still lie down?

Originally, he sent people to look for sweet potatoes and potatoes, but not finding them could still deceive his conscience.

Now that they have been grown, can I, the moral deity Fang Zheng Yi, still bear to see the poor starving?

This time, the intense discussion in the imperial court was a good opportunity for promotion.

Although the grain disaster in the South was already unavoidable, sweet potatoes could not solve this year's grain disaster in Jianjiang, but it could solve the urgent need for next year. Complete promotion would still take several years.

However, many wealthy households had a lot of stored grain. If everyone tightened their belts, they could get through the days together, without too many deaths.

He was just worried that the wealthy households would wait for a higher price! Moreover, this kind of thing was bound to happen.

It wouldn't matter if you kept storing it for your own consumption, but they were just preparing to take this opportunity to drink the blood of the poor.

In fact, according to Fang Zheng Yi's idea, it didn't matter if the price of grain increased, after all, the market would automatically adjust back.

But this was ancient times, and people would really starve to death! Those starving people would eventually be summarized to the court as just a number.

If they waited for the market to adjust back on its own, I'm afraid a large number of people would have died long ago, with starvation everywhere!

He had to use sweet potatoes to force them!

Seeing that the discussion had reached a fever pitch.

Fang Zheng Yi strode out and said loudly, "Reporting to Your Majesty!"

"There is a high-yield crop in Taoyuan County! This thing has extremely high yield and grows extremely fast! It has been successfully cultivated recently! The grain disaster may be solved!"

In an instant, the hall quieted down, and everyone's suspicious eyes focused on Fang Zheng Yi.

This kid usually doesn't talk, but when he does, he flatters. At this point, he dares to report auspicious signs?

Emperor Jing was also startled and said solemnly, "Fang Qing, explain in detail!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"This thing is called the Prosperous Age Sweet Potato! The yield per mu can reach as much as eight hundred catties! Moreover, it can be eaten in one to two months, and everything from stems and leaves to fruits can be eaten!"

"The most important thing is that the Prosperous Age Sweet Potato is drought-resistant and barren-resistant, which means that this divine object does not pick land at all."

"Even if it is thrown on the mountain, it can still produce."

"With this divine object, it all depends on Your Majesty's painstaking efforts, early mornings and late nights, diligent governance, and listening to the people's affairs. It is truly a blessing for the people and a blessing for all! !"

Guo Tianyang's eyes widened as he listened, and the hands in his sleeves began to shake frantically again.

As soon as these words came out, the ministers were shocked!

Li Yansong lost his voice on the spot: "Fang Zheng Yi! Is what you said true!? You can't talk nonsense!"

Although Emperor Jing was skeptical, when he thought of Fang Zheng Yi always being able to come up with new and strange things, hope rose in his heart.

He said eagerly: "Fang Qing! Where is this thing! Quickly present it!"

"Returning to Your Majesty, there isn't any!"

A huge resentment instantly filled the entire court, and everyone's eyes turned into knives, stabbing at Fang Zheng Yi.

Damn thing! You dare to joke about this kind of thing?!

"Returning to Your Majesty! This thing is in Taoyuan County! I don't have it with me! But I dare to guarantee that everything I just said is true! The Crown Prince has also seen this thing!"

Li Yuanzhao was too tired recently and was a little drowsy from getting up so early.

As soon as he heard Fang Zheng Yi speaking, he immediately perked up and echoed: "That's right! Master Fang is right!"

Everyone's eyes turned back to Fang Zheng Yi again.

Only to see Fang Zheng Yi leisurely opening his mouth slowly: "Your Majesty! I have an unreasonable request. Tomorrow is a day off, why not invite Your Majesty and all the officials to personally witness the birth of the divine object?"

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