Royal Gold Magistrate

590 four catties, this figure has already made most of the people present feel dizzy.

This is true that one mu is better than two mu!

However, the results have not yet been announced, and baskets of sweet potatoes are still being carried to the scale.

"620 two catties!"

"780 pounds!"

"Nine hundred and ninety-eight catties!"

At this moment, Emperor Jing began to tremble.

Not eight hundred catties... not eight hundred catties!Fang Zhengyi actually underestimated it!

Seeing this momentum break through a thousand catties is already a certainty!

Emperor Jing took a sweet potato in one hand and rubbed it vigorously, as if holding a newborn son.

There was a breathtaking brilliance in his eyes.

Yiqianjin per mu!Yiqianjin per mu!If I have this thing, all the generations of Jingguo...no, all the kings of the world will be eclipsed in front of me!

This is an immortal achievement!

From today onwards, I will be an emperor through the ages!The ancient sage....

Emperor Jing tremblingly looked at the ridges of the field. The farmers in the field were still sweating and digging the ground. Bunches of sweet potatoes were dug out from the ground one after another, as if they were endless.

"One thousand one hundred and twenty three catties!!!"

Zhang Dongxiang in the crowd suddenly knelt down in a daze, looking at the sweet potatoes that were still being transported to the scale in front of him, couldn't help crying, and muttered words in his mouth.

Li Yansong and Zheng Qiao couldn't help wiping away their tears.

"God bless me, God bless me!!" Someone couldn't help crying loudly.

This atmosphere quickly infected everyone.

What does it mean to break a thousand catties per mu?

One mu of land can be used as three mu of land, and the people of the world no longer have to suffer from cold and starvation.

Food for all... Is there anything higher than this for an agriculture-based society?

The people of the world have been hungry for too long, and this painful memory has lasted for thousands of years, until today.

The fear of hunger is like a brand, deeply imprinted on everyone.

Countless people die of hunger every year, and the common people are always pale and look like walking corpses.

No one knows this better than Fang Zhengyi.

In the early days, despite his great efforts, he still couldn't save the people around him who were starving to death.

Especially since he is the county magistrate, the hopes of the people are concentrated in him alone, and this kind of painful memory is even more unforgettable.

"One thousand five hundred and twenty seven catties!!!"

Fang Zhengyi's voice also became high-pitched, and he couldn't help being infected by the atmosphere around him.

This number has exceeded my expectations, but the progress of the work below is still not over.

Such a scene moved him uncontrollably.

Emperor Jing's whole body is on fire!

He felt his body being flashed by lightning, and then his blood boiled. Such a strong experience, the exhilarating feeling that could only be experienced when he ruled the world, was experienced again today in this small Taoyuan County.

Emperor Jing walked up to Fangzhengyi excitedly, his steps were a little shaky, and he stretched out a big hand to slap Fangzhengyi on the shoulder.

"One thousand six hundred catties!"

Frequent counting made Fang Zhengyi's voice hoarse.

The harvest in the field has come to an end, and the farmers are still rummaging in the field for the missed sweet potatoes, for fear of affecting the final weighing.

But...everyone's got their heart's content.

That's it, it's a worthwhile trip, and it will be unforgettable in this life.

"One thousand seven hundred and thirty three catties!"

The final result came out. Fang Zhengyi was still conservative in what he said. At the beginning, he told Emperor Jing that it was [-] catties, but now the harvest has almost exceeded [-] catties.

Li Yansong knelt down on the ground with a thud, and said with a sob: "God bless me... Your Majesty... I have been blessed for thousands of years..."

With so much food, not only will the common people no longer suffer from starvation, but the army and horses of the imperial court can even be expanded several times!

One mu of land exceeds the effect of five mu of land, and this feat alone has surpassed our ancestors!

"From today onwards, there will be no more famine in my world. It all depends on God's protection, Your Majesty's great blessing!"

Fangzheng gasped, you old bastard actually stole my lines?

Before he could open his mouth to add a few words.

The rest of the people knelt down in the same way, crying and laughing, and rainbow farts gushed out.

Fangzheng was dumbfounded when he saw it, and then he felt very angry.

A bunch of licking dogs, I look down on you!

Emperor Jing looked at the kneeling ones on the ground, raised his head, closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm down his excited mood.

Opening his eyes again, he looked at the basket of sweet potatoes in front of Fangzheng, and said seriously, "How to eat this thing, can it be used as a staple food?"

Fangzheng nodded: "Yes! Not only can it be used as a staple food, but it can also be eaten in a variety of ways. It can be fried, fried, steamed or fried in any way, and it is delicious in any way. It is far more delicious than the yellow rice and brown rice that ordinary people eat!"

What staple food is not staple food.

People suffering from famine are not considered human beings. As long as they are not poisonous and can be digested, they can be the staple food!

However, although sweet potatoes taste good at first glance, they may not be as good as yellow rice or brown rice after eating for a long time. If you eat too much, you will feel sick...

But fortunately, starch can also be made into sweet potato flour, so there is no problem at all when it is the staple food!

Moreover, the common people's imagination is boundless, they can always come up with various tricks to match and prepare new flavors, Fang Zhengyi has no doubts about this.

Emperor Jing heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, his heart was filled with joy, he nodded repeatedly and said: "Okay! Fang Qing, I have made a great contribution to this fetish! With you, I don't need to worry a lot, okay! That's great! "

He picked up the sweet potato in the box and rubbed it again, couldn't help but smell it: "This thing is really a treasure in the world... If I knew about it earlier, I would exchange all my money for this prosperous potato."

Fangzheng was excited: "Really?"

"Um!?"

"........."

Depend on!hypocritical!

Fangzheng suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and he became excited when he heard the inner money, the emperor is so rich in private!I can't even imagine it!

Then he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty! Since you have already witnessed the birth of this thing today, you might as well bring some back so that everyone can taste the taste of this prosperous potato."

Emperor Jing laughed: "Okay! Okay! I'm looking forward to it, take some of these Shengshi potatoes to cook, and bring the rest back to Huangzhuang! You are sending a few people back with me, all the land in Huangzhuang will be planted Get this thing!"

After that, he happily got into the car with his hands behind his back, holding two sweet potatoes in his hands.

Li Yuanzhao also walked towards Fangzheng with an excited expression on his face: "Old Fang! I really didn't expect that this red..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Zhengyi quickly covered his mouth.

Good guy, you missed me here, my name is not in vain?

Then he pushed away Li Yuanzhao, walked straight to Li Miaohan, and said with a smile, "Your Highness, this Shengshi potato tastes very sweet. If Your Highness likes to eat later, I will send some more to Mingluan Palace."

Li Yuanzhao shouted dissatisfied behind him: "I want to eat too! Why don't you send it to the East Palace!"

"Eat! Eat it for you! Eat big pieces!"

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