Datang Fenghua Road

"Tubers for food? Is it a new crop?"

"Forget it! Because this thing doesn't exist in the entire Tang Dynasty, it was just cultivated in the next." Han Yue quietly changed the concept and concealed the existence of the system.

Wannian County magistrate frowned and said: "I also have a farmland department in the Ministry of Industry, but I haven't seen any success in cultivating crops over the years. It can be seen that farming is extraordinary. According to the farmland department, crop cultivation needs to be done step by step. It may take hundreds or thousands of years for a new breed to emerge. Although the Marquis of Jingyang is a prodigy, he is still young, so how can you guarantee that the things you bred will be productive?”

He glanced at Han Yue, then explained: "This old man is not questioning the ability of the Marquis of Jingyang, it's really too short..."

Han Yue raised his head and laughed, "Don't be suspicious! I can tell you with certainty that what I cultivated here is absolutely successful. I named him sweet potato, which not only has a short growth cycle, but is also resistant to cold and cold. If you don’t pick up the ground in drought, let alone Tianzitian, even if you find a random spot and throw it into the soil, it can grow smoothly.”

"Sweet potato? Could it be a melon and fruit that grows in the ground? It sounds like a vine plant like Huang Jing." Wannian County magistrate pondered. Zhu asked, "I don't know what the yield of this product is? If it is as scarce as Huang Jing, it is not enough to be used as food for cultivation."

"What is the output... Sir, guess..." Han Yue raised his hand slightly, first clenched his fist, and then slowly popped out two fingers.

"Two hundred pounds?" Wannian County magistrate asked tentatively.

"Take a big guess!"

"Could it be two loads?" Wannian County magistrate swallowed, feeling a little outrageous.

Unexpectedly, Han Yue rolled his eyelids and said, "Ten times more!"

"Ten more... ten..." Wannian County Magistrate didn't react for a moment.

Han Yue snorted and shamelessly boasted: "If there is no crop yield of [-] to [-] dans per mu of crops under cultivation, wouldn't I have lost my reputation as a young genius in vain."

"Hiss—" Wannian County Magistrate gasped, and couldn't help but said, "What did you say? Ten times the production, twenty or thirty... ten dan..."

The corners of the old man's mouth were trembling, his expression changed, and he almost jumped up and pinched Han Yue's neck to confirm.

Chapter 79 I am looking at Chang'an from the top of the mountain

Farming in ancient times, the harvest depends on the sky, there is no chemical fertilizer and no pesticides, the people are busy working hard for a year, and the grain per mu is only two or three hundred catties.

That's it, it has to be considered a bountiful harvest.

This situation lasted for a thousand years. From the Xia, Shang, Western Zhou to the Han, Sui and Tang Dynasties, the common people have been living a life of hunger and a full meal. It is not that there are few fields, but the output is low.

Now someone suddenly jumps out and tells you that I have cultivated a crop that can produce at least [-] dan per mu. How would you feel?

Twenty dan, that is two thousand jin, and when this thing is not picked, you can plant it anywhere.When Wannian county magistrate heard the result, he was completely dumbfounded.This old man came from a poor family. Although he has now entered the ranks of the boss, he still has the plot of a farmer in his bones. How can he not be shocked when he hears the high-yield grain?

"This kind of crops, the old man should hold it in his hands even if he dies..."

For the public, once this thing is popularized, it can relieve the famine of the people all over the world.Not to mention the high yield of [-] catties, even if half of the discount is counted as [-] catties, two acres of land can support a family of three. This is a great benevolence with countless lives.

For personal reasons, farming is the foundation of a country. Once this thing is promoted from the hands of the county magistrate of Wannian, it will inevitably attract thousands of praises, even if it is recorded in history books.

A person of his age and status is bound to be able to enjoy glory and wealth, and he doesn't have much to worry about. It is nothing more than asking for a name that will last forever, and the sweet potato cultivated by Han Yue obviously gave him this opportunity.

"Marquis of Jingyang, the old man wants to go to the fields to see the sweet potatoes in person. I wonder if the marquis has time now, and how about going with the old man?" If people ask for something, their tone must be gentle, and the dignified fifth-rank boss calls a juvenile county. The man was Lord Hou, but Wannian County Magistrate did not find it abrupt.

Han Yue laughed and said meaningfully: "Why do you need to run down the mountain again, my lord, I have ready-made sweet potatoes here, and I will let you get them for your evaluation."

He turned his head and shouted not far away, saying, "Whoever still has unfinished roasted sweet potatoes, hurry up and send one to your grandfather."

The people who work on the top of the mountain are all the little beggars who were recruited from Chang'an. Now they live in Tianjiazhuang and belong to Han Yue's food households. They eat good food and live in new houses. These young people respect Han in their hearts. jump.As soon as I heard the master shout, seven or eight people rushed over, each holding a roasted sweet potato and respectfully said: "Master Hou, I have it here!"

Han Yue glanced at it, and suddenly burst out laughing: "You are all starving ghosts, each of you sent three roasted sweet potatoes, which weighed four pounds, and the whole day's food was eaten like this before noon?"

Several teenagers looked at each other, and everyone blushed.

One of them said shyly: "Master Hou, this thing is so delicious, the big guy can't help but want to bite." While speaking, he swallowed.

Han Yue patted his forehead speechlessly. He picked it from the crowd for a long time, and managed to find a sweet potato with a decent appearance, but he was also bitten off several times.

"Sir, let's take a moment." Han Yue took the sweet potato and handed it to the Wannian County magistrate, and said with a smile: "These stinky boys used to be beggars, and they may have been hungry since childhood, so the most important thing is Can't see food."

"It doesn't matter! The old man was poor when he was young, and he had been begging before, and he knew the pain of starvation." Wannian County magistrate said with a smile, there was no anger on his face, but he gave a thumbs up and praised: "It's the Marquis of Jingyang. Being pitiful and pity for heaven and man, being able to bring hundreds of little beggars into his sect is truly admirable for the old man."

Han Yue laughed and said, "Don't say that, my lord, it's the most unworthy of praise when you are young and frivolous. If you continue to praise me like this, I will almost lose my surname."

Wannian County magistrate said sternly: "It's not flattery, it's really from the bottom of my heart. The sage's ancient teaching, the greatest merit in the world is to give people food and clothing. These hundreds of young people are hungry and unpredictable when they are begging, and they encounter a famine. Maybe a lot of people will starve to death in a few days, but the Marquis of Jingyang took them as food towns, in fact, to give them a life, which is very good."

His words were fair and Han Yue couldn't find an excuse for a while, but the few teenagers next to him had tears in their eyes, and one of them choked up: "What this lord said is that we were originally poor beggars, and in winter Sleeping in the cold wind, drenched in the wind and rain in summer, I have been miserable since childhood, I don’t know that one day I will starve to death if I don’t eat. Great grace and great virtue are high in mountains and deep in oceans, and even the highest praise cannot be overstated."

The few teenagers next to him didn't have his eloquence, but the words came into the hearts of everyone. Everyone nodded their heads and looked at Han Yue with admiration.

Wannian County magistrate sighed softly, and said with emotion: "Justice in the world is in the hearts of the people, hypocrisy and good deeds are still true, and you can see when you look at the recipients..." When he said this, he suddenly looked at the boy curiously, meaning Deeply said: "You doll has an extraordinary mouth, if it weren't for your skinny body, the old man almost thought he was the son of some noble family."

The young man froze for a while, then glanced at Han Yue quietly, and suddenly bowed his hands and said, "Master Hou, the ditches over there need to be dug again, the villain will go down first."

Han Yue waved his hand at will, and said, "Go, don't work too hard, and be careful to be hurt like a scumbag all day long."

The young man didn't say a word, and bowed his hands again to greet the others and turned away.

Wannian County magistrate's eyes flickered slightly, and when the young man disappeared, he softly mentioned Han Yue and said, "Marquis Jingyang, I think this young man seems to..."

Han Yue smiled faintly and interrupted him: "People in a chaotic world are like dogs, and princes can also be imprisoned. At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the chaos affected many innocent people. This child is obviously a hard worker. Since he doesn't want to say it, why should I go? ask."

"Good manners!" Wannian County magistrate praised him, with a thoughtful expression on his face, he suddenly laughed for a long time, and laughed at himself: "The strategy of the Marquis of Jingyang to manage the family is clearly to do nothing and govern the water smoothly, but the old man is the villain. already."

Han Yue didn't answer his words, and said, "Don't you want to see sweet potatoes, sir? Now that you have it, you can try the taste to see if it suits your taste."

Wannian County magistrate was startled when he heard the words, and some couldn't keep up with Han Yue's thought jump, but the other old Mi Jian reacted immediately, picked up the roasted sweet potato and nibbled lightly.

Taste carefully!

The next moment, the old man put all the distracting thoughts behind him, and his eyes flashed in admiration: "Yes, this food is sweet and chewy, and it is really the best food."

Han Yue said from the side: "Sweet potato can be roasted or boiled. If it is cut and dried at the time of harvest, it can also be used to cook porridge."

"Can this thing be easily stored?"

"Convenient. Dig a cellar for storage in winter, and you can definitely survive the cold winter."

"Okay!" Wannian County magistrate laughed loudly in Yangtian. He suddenly shoved the sweet potato into his arms, then bowed deeply to Han Yue and said sternly: "The Marquis of Jingyang cultivated this thing, it can be said that the merit is greater than the sky, once the sweet potato is popularized Open up, there will be countless lives. From now on, you will be the first person whom this old man admires and admires."

The ancient teaching of the sages, the greatest merit in the world is nothing more than giving food and clothing.Although the county magistrate of Wannian is an elder, this worship is willing.

Han Yue stepped aside with a smile on his face. He glanced at Wannian County Magistrate, and then at the beggar teenagers who were busy not far away. For some reason, a sense of satisfaction suddenly rose in his heart.

All I did was to raise my hand, but in this backward Tang Dynasty, there were countless people who were alive and respected.Sure enough, no matter how powerful a person is, he should bear as much responsibility. The ancients did not deceive me.

Even if it's a jerk, I'm still at ease!

He stood on the edge of the mountain and looked at Chang'an, his mood was surging for a while, and he couldn't help but say slowly:

The young man has no intention of Wandousun (mou),