Settle Down In Tang Dynasty

Different from the hustle and bustle of his arrival, Xue Lang went back to Chang'an with a low profile. He started early and didn't have a long team. So he went back to Beijing with his guards and servants. Su Han had to stay and wait for Princess Pingyang to return 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, his eyes were unforgettable. Later, I heard that Xue Lang didn't bring xiuniang back with him, but he was full of blood and full of blood. It was also his ability to make Xue Lang happy and eat food on his son!

After a day's bumpy carriage, Xue Lang returned to Chang'an. After a short rest, he went to the Ministry of the people's Republic of China the next day and told his boss Pei Ju and his subordinates that he was back. Then, they plunge into the sweet potato field, ready to harvest sweet potato.

First of all, Xue Lang had to come by himself to select the plants to be kept as seeds; secondly, he dug sweet potatoes and weighed them to give the sage an accurate yield.

Last year, Jinxiang made a great success, but the promotion of a new crop is not a simple matter. On the one hand, the seeds were limited last year, and most of them were in a wait-and-see state. After all, it's going to kill people to cut down on grain production these days.

It's very common for a large family, with master and servant, and one or two hundred people. It's good to introduce new crops rashly. If it turns out to be good, if it fails In history, there is almost a reason for the peasant uprisings. They can't live without enough food! Starvation can drive people crazy, force the contrary! No one dares to take the risk. Therefore, before the output of Chang'an comes out, most of them hold a wait-and-see attitude.

Xue Lang can know with his toes that when the output of sweet potatoes and potatoes comes out, the big families in Beijing, even the top ranking prefectures in the world, will not be able to sit down. These families, which have been handed down for hundreds of years, know better than ordinary people that they have food in their hands and are not worried. At that time, there will be a fight between the dragon and the tiger.

However, Xue Lang did not intend to be involved in these political affairs. When the time came, he would hand over all the political affairs to the sage, and he would do other things with one clap of both hands.

Xue Lang likes to do things in a planned and planned way. Before digging, he first gathered people together and squatted on the ground to teach them how to select the plants suitable for planting and how to preserve them. After explaining everything clearly, he began to dig.

Yang Zhengqing of sinang temple was also involved. Hearing Xue Lang say that sweet potatoes can be picked and dug, he also made people prepare a lot of wicker baskets, and drove a long team of four wheeled carriages. After that, he asked Xue Lang, "look, is this enough?"

For the sweet potato that Xue Lang presented last year, the sage directly let the race of 50 mu. The yield of sweet potato per mu is about 2000-3000 kg (in view of the author's poor mathematical level, we don't need to convert it, so we can make up our own brains) about 50 mu of sweet potato can be dug out, and it can build a sweet potato mountain.

Therefore, Xue Lang looked at what Yang Zhengqing had prepared and shook his head firmly: "definitely not enough! But two more times! "

Yang Zhengqing murmured. When there were more and more sweet potatoes piled in front of him and his chin was getting farther and farther away from his mouth, he realized that Xue Lang was a real man. There were too few wicker baskets and carriages compared with the sweet potatoes harvested. In the end, for the convenience of weighing, we simply put it in a sack. After weighing, we recorded the data, followed by the next bag.

In line with the principle of the sweet potato factory, we should not let the sweet potato factory go to the city. As a result, people in Beijing have been busy these days. They can see a long line of sweet potatoes every day.

Watching cars and carts of sweet potatoes passing through the city, it's easy to recall people's memories of last year. In the capital city, there were more and more people who inquired about sweet potato news. Some of them, who were smart and attentive, roughly counted the number of trains transported and estimated the output by themselves. They all scared themselves. Chang'an City, for a time, undercurrent surging.

However, these are not within the scope of Xue Lang's consideration. His purpose is to create momentum. The more powerful the momentum, the better. To hook up everyone's interests and make everyone urgent, then it is convenient for the sage to come back for exchange and maximize the interests of sweet potato.

Fifty mu of sweet potato was dug in a few days. Xue Lang summed up the daily weighing figures, nodded with satisfaction, and said to Yang Zhengqing, "Fifty mu of sweet potato has harvested more than 12000 kilograms. On average, the yield per mu is a little more than that at Weize pass. However, there is little difference. It is fully proved that sweet potato is a kind of crop with high and stable yield and easy to grow. It can be popularized next year! "

"Hiss!"

Yang Zhengqing took a breath, and his voice couldn't help shaking: "just now I haven't heard you clearly. How much is the total amount of young Yang saying?"

Xue Lang reported the number again, accurate to a single digit. Xue Lang said: "the data come out, can you report the sage?"

"Yes, it's time to report the sage Ouch

Yang Zhengqing didn't know whether she was surprised or happy. She fell off the ridge. The problem is, she sat up from the field with a giggle on her face.

Xue Lang was startled. He quickly helped Yang Zhengqing up with his close friend. However, he could not see his official robe. Half of his body was covered with mud: "Yang Zhengqing, are you ok? Did you fall anywhere? "

Yang Zhengqing did not care about the soil on her body. She clapped her thigh and laughed. She looked excited and inexplicable: "in my lifetime, I can't imagine that Yang can also see the day when 50 mu of land is planted with tens of thousands of Jin of grain! Live your life, live your life! "Xue Lang said with a smile: "Yang Zhengqing, there are still potatoes confiscated. The yield of potatoes will only be higher than sweet potatoes, not lower than sweet potatoes! Now that you are so excited, what should you do when you collect the potatoes? "

Yang Zhengqing was stunned and immediately burst out laughing. He said, "Youyang's words are reasonable. It seems that my Qi cultivation skills still need to be cultivated."

At the suggestion of Yang Zhengqing, they played together and reported the harvest to the sage.

Not to mention how happy the sage Li Yuan would be when he received the good news in Renzhi palace. After Xue Lang's extensive operation in Chang'an City, restaurants, living rooms and desks, both the powerful and the common people, were talking about the harvest of sweet potato, guessing when the sage would be officially promoted.

Donggong --

Prince Li Jiancheng sits on the couch, looking at a pile of posts on the desk, with deep eyes. The masters of the political affairs hall are also present. The expressions on each face are somewhat complicated.

Prince: "this Xue Youyang, making such a big battle, I'm waiting for a headache!"

Pei Ji's usual smiling face is full of melancholy today, and sighs: "to be honest with your highness, the posts of my family's worship and invitation to dinner have been arranged in a month's time."

"So are ministers."

A group of old ministers, you look at me, I look at you, look at each other speechless. The prince was silent for a while, and then said, "this matter is of great importance. Xue Lang has made everyone know that everything still needs to be determined by his father. Let's wait for his father's edict."

"Here it is."