Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Yuchi Baoqi used a branch to pull the potato twice, and it felt almost ready. He picked it up with the fork of the branch, and a roasted potato flew into Wei Tong's hand.

Wei Tong stretched out his hand to catch it. As expected of a cow horse spurr who works in the field all year round, Wei Tong's calloused hands didn't even feel how hot the freshly roasted potatoes were.

"How to eat Brother Bao."

Yuchi Baoqi controlled the heat of the other potatoes: "Peel them and eat them directly. How else do you want to eat them roasted?"

Wei Tong held the potato in his left hand, put his right hand into his official uniform, wiped his hands with the clean lining, but the outside of the official uniform was already dirty, and then carefully tore open the skin of the roasted potato.

The roasted black potatoes on the outside have lost their charred appearance, revealing the soft golden texture and color inside. As the skin is peeled off, the aroma of top-quality carbohydrates explodes like a bomb!

Wei Tong couldn't help but swallowed. After licking his lips, he remembered that the princess seemed to be present: "Princess, do you want to invite me first?"

Li Lizhi declined: "I'm tired of eating overseas, and the recipes are much richer than this. Governor Wei should just do what he wants."

Wei Tong looked at Li Shimin who was not far away. After chanting "Jun Jun Chen Chen Father Father Son Son" in his heart several times, he found a place where Li Shimin couldn't see and put the potatoes in his mouth.

"The rustling and dense texture, and the rich aroma even if it has no taste, are the taste of staple food, the taste of staple food!"

The officials watching on the side wanted to snatch the half-load of potatoes from Wei Tong's hand. You can eat it as you please. Who is the greedy one?

Yuchi Baoqi had a piece of kraft paper spread out in his hand, twisted a handful and sprinkled it on the half-pull potatoes in Wei Tong's hand: "I've eaten the original one, let's try the seasoned one."

Wei Tong didn't hesitate for a moment this time. He tore off the skin and put it into his mouth. The aroma of salt and pepper mixed with Sichuan peppercorns, salt, black pepper, sesame and ginger powder made Wei Tong so happy that he smoked two of them. Mouth.

"I would love to eat this day and night, it's so delicious!"

Many officials came to Yuchi Baoqi's side: "Young Master, please give us some to try, please?"

Yuchi Baoqi pulled the potatoes he roasted to his feet: "The fire is ready, and the potatoes are also ready. Don't you have any hands? One or two, you can make enough food and clothing by yourself."

Yuchi Baoqi lifted up Wei Tong's official robe, looked at the inner lining and found a piece that was cleaner, then tore it apart with force, then used the corner of the torn off official robe to carry roasted potatoes in a pocket and went to Li Shimin.

Li Shimin has now dug three bags of potatoes. He has not experienced this joy of harvest for a long time. Li Shimin is very satisfied and happy.

"The roasted potatoes are peeled off and eaten with salt and pepper. I put them here. I'll ask the farmer to use a scale to calculate how many potatoes are produced in this acre of land."

Li Shimin had no time to speak, and someone bit the potato in his hand. Li Shimin flipped the hot potato from his left hand to his right hand, and then from his right hand to his left hand. Wang De was busy beside him. Every time he reached out to pick up the potato, Li Shimin had already flipped another potato. Only one hand.

Wang De was anxious: "Your Majesty! Throw it up!"

When Li Shimin heard that it made sense, he threw the baked potato into the sky. Wang De caught the potato with the hem of his robe and finally subdued the biting potato.

This situation also happened to the officials who were roasting potatoes around the fire outside. Yuchi Baoqi invited officials from Wei Tong and Qilu areas to count the yield per mu, while he ran to tease his son.

"The first bag weighs forty-three pounds."

"The second bag, fifty-five pounds. Total ninety-eight pounds."

"The third bag, thirty-three pounds, no one is lazy! That's one hundred and thirty-one pounds."

"The fourth bag is sixty pounds. That's one hundred and ninety-one pounds."

"..."

The numbers became more and more outrageous as they went on. Many officials were holding half-eaten potatoes in their hands, staring intently at the officials responsible for the weighing and those reporting the numbers.

When Yuchi Baoqi heard that the total amount came to more than 6,000 kilograms, he became a little uneasy. Mai'er in the communication system said: "Mai'er, right? The potatoes in my time and space are not so productive!"

Mai'er thought for a while: "Brother, in your time and space, the yield record of potatoes has reached 9.58 tons, which is 19,160 kilograms. Now there is a lack of various fertilizers. "Hey, it's easy to have a yield of 10,000 kilograms per acre. After all, the wheat is carefully selected, hum!"

When Yuchi Baoqi came back to his senses, he saw Li Shimin grabbing his shoulders and shaking him desperately: "Twelve thousand catties, twelve thousand catties, my Tang Dynasty will never starve again hahahahahahahaha, reward! Big reward!" Reward! I have to set some rules! You officials, please listen to me. If I hear of anyone dying of hunger, I will take you and your family members to Chang'an to die of hunger!"

Some officials who came from poor backgrounds, officials who truly came from the grassroots, those officials who were first-class students of the Royal Academy, all began to cry. They had experienced hunger and cold, and now the Tang Dynasty was sitting on fairy food. This kind of regret and joy were intertwined. The emotion of being together made them burst into tears.

"My great-grandfather gave up his rations to my grandfather and father during the war. He himself starved to death. I wish I could have had this fairy food earlier..."

There are also officials whose families are already well-off. They have not experienced that kind of hunger, so the yield of 10,000 potatoes per acre just makes them feel a sense of pride in their chests.

"Du Fengju, the governor of Xining Prefecture in Shanzhou, swore that from the day the potatoes are planted in Shanzhou, if any people die of hunger, Du Fengju will commit suicide to thank the world! How great is our Tang Dynasty, God bless our Tang Dynasty!"

"The birth of Immortal Food will bring great blessings to the heavens. This is a great sign of good luck. Your Majesty, please also enshrine Mount Tai so that your achievements can be heard in heaven!"

"Since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has annihilated Tuyuhun and conquered Tibet. He has wiped out the generals of Mobei and surrendered to the Tang Dynasty. He has conquered Goguryeo and conquered Silla and Baekje. He has destroyed the Japanese country and conquered Rakshasa. The Harsha Dynasty collapsed at the first touch. "

"They even opened the sea to search for immortal seeds and immortal food to eliminate hunger, not to mention expedition to the far west, and the gang of lustful people they fought quickly surrendered."

"Only enshrining Mount Tai is not enough to demonstrate the majesty of our Majesty the Emperor and the Heavenly Khan. I propose! Enshrining the Five Mountains!"

Li Shimin felt like he was about to fly as he listened to the courtiers below him blowing so hard. He wanted to talk more and listen more.

Yuchi Baoqi stood up and interrupted: "Well, the fairy grains and fairy seeds I brought back from overseas are not just this kind. How do you say I won't read them?"

Li Shimin's body trembled: "Let's go!"

The officials behind him swallowed half of the potatoes in their hands and hurriedly followed. Yuchi Baoqi shrugged his shoulders: "You see, this is how you have never seen the world and are unwilling to study."

Yuchi Canglan raised his fist high: "Hey!"