Datang: After becoming the God of War, I was recognized as my relative by Empress Changsun

Chapter Seventy-Seven: Delicious Potatoes, Arrogant Chang'an Hou

"Your Majesty, ladies and gentlemen, potatoes are grown here. "

Li Feng pointed to a vegetable field in front of him and said to Li Shimin and the four of them.

"Chang'anhou, there is nothing here except these unknown green grasses, where is the potato you are talking about?"

Li Shimin looked at the vegetable patch in front of him with a puzzled face.

"Yes, Chang'an Hou, your potatoes won't be these unknown green grasses in front of you, right?"

Looking at the doubts on everyone's faces, Li Feng smiled.

Rolled up his sleeves, picked up the hoe on the side, and walked into the vegetable patch.

"Chang'an Hou, what are you doing here?"

Li Feng didn't say anything, waved his hoe, and picked up a seedling.

Looking at the land that had been picked up, Li Feng smiled.

Under the gaze of Li Shimin and the others, Li Feng pulled out a few lumpy things from the soil.

Seeing Li Feng holding the lump in his hand like a treasure, Li Shimin couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Li Feng, this lump in your hand can't be the potato you said!

Looking at the questions on everyone's faces, Li Feng smiled and hurriedly beckoned Dong Dao, who was not far away,

"Dong Dao, bring a brazier!"

Hearing Li Feng's words, Dong Dao didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly asked people to bring a brazier to Li Feng and the others.

Li Feng looked at the burning brazier, and casually threw the "lump" in his hand into the brazier.

"This ......"

Li Shimin looked at Li Feng's movements, and couldn't help but glance at the eldest grandson Wuji next to him suspiciously.

But obviously, the eldest grandson Wuji didn't know what Li Feng wanted to do.

Li Fengzhi didn't explain, just stared at the brazier seriously.

Gradually, the "lump of dirt" turned into a black ball under the scorching heat of the fire.

Looking at the black ball in the brazier, Li Feng laughed.

Hurriedly picked up the small wooden stick from the side and took out the black ball in the brazier.

"Oh...... It's hot, it's hot!"

Li Feng held the "black ball" and dangled back and forth in his hand for a while, and his mouth kept blowing towards the "black ball".

After a while, Li Feng smiled and waved the "black ball" in his hand, revealing a steaming yellowish color.

Li Feng glanced at the potatoes in his hand, smiled and handed them to Li Shimin,

"Your Majesty, this is a potato, how about you taste it?"

"This is the potato?"

Looking at the half of the "black ball" handed over by Li Feng, Li Shimin swallowed his saliva with a look of disbelief.

However, Li Shimin still took it, after all, it was handed to him by Li Feng.

Following Li Feng's example, peeling off the black skin outside, Li Shimin took a shallow taste.

As he swallowed the first bite, Li Shimin's eyes suddenly widened.

"This ...... This potato taste...... Nice indeed!"

As he spoke, Li Shimin finished eating half of the potato in his hand.

Seeing Li Shimin's satisfied face, the three of the eldest grandson Wuji on the side couldn't help but swallow and spit quietly.

"Li Feng, does this potato really yield 1,000 catties per mu, and can it be planted at any time of the year?"

"Of course, Your Majesty, if not, we can weigh them on the spot, anyway, my potatoes are ripe, and they should be unearthed." "

"Okay, then I'll see how much you can produce in one acre of potatoes. "

Hearing Li Feng's words, Li Shimin also nodded in agreement.

......

"Nine hundred and seventy-two pounds. "

The eldest grandson Wuji looked at the several large baskets in front of him and the lumps of soil that had not yet been weighed on the side with an expressionless face.

The three Li Shimin behind him were already numb at this time.

They have only finished turning over an acre of potatoes now, but they didn't expect there to be so many.

Thinking about it, the yield of 1,000 catties per mu is just Li Feng's modest statement.

"Fifteen hundred and seventy-two pounds!"

Eldest Sun Wuji watched the last lump enter the basket and couldn't help but shout excitedly.

"What!"

"God bless me Datang!"

As soon as Eldest Sun Wuji's words fell, several shocking voices rang out one after another.

Li Shimin and the others looked at the baskets in front of them with shocked expressions, and their minds were all about the number that the eldest grandson Wuji had just shouted.

"Hahahaha......"

At this time, Li Shimin couldn't help laughing, and looked at Li Feng excitedly,

"God bless my Datang, it is really a blessing for the people of my Datang to send this auspicious rui to my Datang. "

"Li Feng, this time you saved the lives of hundreds of people in my Datang!"

Hearing Li Shimin's words, the three eldest grandsons Wuji on the side also thought so.

"Your Majesty! With this auspicious rui, it will be difficult for the five surnames and seven families to move the Marquis of Chang'an tomorrow morning!"

Fang Xuanling on the side walked out excitedly, looked at Li Feng and Li Shimin in front of him and said.

Li Shimin also nodded, and a big stone in his heart also fell to the ground.

In time, these five surnames and seven families will surely perish in my hands!"

Hearing Fang Xuanling mention the five surnames and seven families, Li Feng said disdainfully.

"Li Feng, these five surnames and seven families are deeply rooted in my Tang Dynasty, and it is not easy to move them. "

Li Shimin looked at Li Feng with a disdainful face, and hurriedly reminded.

Looking at Li Shimin in front of him, Li Feng smiled slightly,

"Your Majesty, don't worry, wait for my Chang'an bookstore to last a little longer, and the family will become history!"