It’s finally time to see the truth!

In fact, Fang Jifan was a little nervous. Although the potatoes had already undergone a round of breeding, Fang Jifan knew that the potatoes of this era were obviously far from that of later generations.

Fang Jifan personally rolled up his sleeves, and the lieutenants were all fierce and fierce, sharpening their knives.

Zhang Xin looked solemn and asked someone to demolish the greenhouse, and a mu of potato fields were revealed in front of him.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at the green field, with deep depth in his eyes.

Someone behind him whispered, as if he was a little suspicious of the potato field.

Is this... really the staple food?

At this time, someone had already moved a large scale, and there were clerks from Qianhu Office who specially prepared records.

Everything was ready, Fang Jifan did not intend to be the onlooker, so he squatted down and dug out the first potato from the ground.

This is a bunch of fruits larger than eggs. After gently digging them out, the captain next to them immediately took them from Fang Jifan, held them in both hands, and slowly went to the other side.

The clerk began to weigh: "Three pounds and six ounces!"

Then, more than a dozen lieutenants went downstairs and began to dig out bunches of potatoes on the ground. The number of clerks was increasing, and there were even many that were not enough to weigh the scales, which were piled up on the side.

"Three stones..."

When the clerk reported to Sanshi, Emperor Hongzhi's pupils had already begun to shrink.

The staple food... Sanshi... This means that its output has begun to exceed the rice in the south.

Wouldn't it be said that... With sweet potatoes and potatoes, the Ming Dynasty can solve the problem of food shortage once and for all?

Today's population is only 20 million households counted in the imperial court's yellow book. If there are hidden households, at most 30 million households will be only 30 million households, and the population will not exceed tens of millions.

Now, the pitiful yield of rice and wheat alone is really difficult. If we can grow three stones of staple food in the desert and Liaodong, how many people can we support?

It's just obviously...it's not over yet.

There were many potatoes piled up on the side, and the potatoes in the field were also digging.

"Five stones!"

When they reported this number, Emperor Hongzhi, Liu Jian and others almost felt like they were going crazy and their scalp was numb.

Five stones...it's five stones...

This yield has exceeded one times the entire southern rice, and such a per mu yield is already terrifying.

This is the staple food.

Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help but step forward in the mud, then walked behind Fang Jifan, and then arched slightly, as if he wanted to see how Fang Jifan dug out the potatoes one by one.

Fang Jifan gently pulled out layers of floating soil with his hands, and then a fruit appeared, connecting the rhizomes, followed by the second and third ones, and a large bunch of potatoes were gently pulled out by Fang Jifan.

Emperor Hongzhi felt that his mind was completely confused.

His Majesty was stunned, but Liu Jian and others were not much better. When the clerk reported to Shishi, the air suddenly became quiet.

What does Ten Stones mean?

This means that under the existing land, the Ming Dynasty's grain production can be directly tripled.

Three times.

This is nothing. The most important thing is that if Liaodong and the desert can also be planted, how much food can be added and how many people can be raised?

This is almost unimaginable. Sweet potatoes are enough to prevent the Ming Dynasty from becoming famine, while potatoes can make everyone in the world full.

Liu Jian suppressed the excitement in his heart and kept staring at the scale in a hurry, for fear that someone would tamper with it.

However, the process of collecting potatoes continues. The potatoes like hills next to them are weighed one by one, and are endless, making people dizzy.

"Fifteen stones!"

The Hanlin Bachelor had already covered his heart and felt that his heart was beating too hard.

His head was buzzing. Is this... a world of great governance? Oh... alas, his face changed.

In this moment, he thought of something extremely terrible.

If you have to compile books, you have to quickly return to your hometown. The Shen family is a big family, a top-notch family in the village, with thousands of hectares of fertile land. This is the ancestral property of the Shen family and the foundation.

Since the beginning of the Chenghua Year, with the peace of the world, the population has become more and more numerous, with a large population and a small land area, resulting in the continuous rise of land prices. In just 20 years, the price of grain fields has increased by more than three times.

The gentry were eager to annex the land.

Why?

Because it can be predicted that the population will only increase in the future, and the land... is limited after all, and the food grown in the field is extremely limited. Whoever has land and who has food means that others don’t have to be hungry. Hungry people can be willing to give everything to eat food, because if you don’t eat food, you have to die. If you want to live, you have to sell your children and daughters, and sell all valuable things in exchange for food.

In the Ming Dynasty, annexation of land was a profitable deal.

The Shen family has a lot of land, many, many.

Just now...

This Hanlin student was frightened as he listened to the numbers reported by the clerk again and again, which made a bold idea come to his mind... so much land has to be sold.

When food increases, people don’t have to worry about being hungry, land prices will definitely drop sharply.

If there are no more refugees who are not full of food to Liaodong and the desert, where there is land, and as long as they are willing to cultivate, then... how can the land price rise?

He was really filled with mixed feelings. At this moment, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

The yield per mu is fifteen stones, which is a waste of people's jobs, but it also helps the whole world.

Morality and interests kept swaying in his mind, shaking dizzy, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Twenty stones."

When this number was reported from the clerk, Shen Wen's face was numb.

Is there a difference between fifteen stones and twenty stones?

There is a difference between the eggs. Even if the population of the Ming Dynasty doubles, it will be able to survive.

On the other side, Emperor Hongzhi stared at Fang Jifan and collected potatoes. He had forgotten the accountant's retribution. He only focused on watching Fang Jifan's hands fly in the ground, becoming more and more skilled.

Uncontrollable, Emperor Hongzhi actually squatted down.

You Fang Jifan can.

I can, too.

He imitated Fang Jifan's digging soil and digging into the ground, digging and digging, but he was empty.

Fang Jifan looked sideways and couldn't help but look at Emperor Hongzhi with a confused look: "Your Majesty... that... you dug the wrong place. This is the land, and there... it is a ditch that digs water."

"Oh." Emperor Hongzhi did not feel any shame because of Fang Jifan's careful reminder. He turned to the direction Fang Jifan pointed. Finally, he dug out a potato.

The heavy fruit fell into his own hands. Emperor Hongzhi looked at the fruit strangely, even though it was still covered with mud and water.

The lieutenant who took potatoes on the side did not dare to pick them up. He looked so scared that he looked miserable. He was stunned in the ridge of the fields and seemed at a loss.

However, Xiao Jing immediately understood something. He glanced at His Majesty meaningfully, without persuading him, His Majesty himself took action. Can he still be idle?

Behind him, a little eunuch wanted to step forward to help dig potatoes, but Xiao Jing glared at him with a murderous look. The little eunuch was so scared that he didn't dare to let out, so he quickly took three steps back.

You can also use such flattery. Who are you and are qualified?

Xiao Jing sneered in his heart, but then he showed a humble smile again, and squatted on the ground, working together with Emperor Hongzhi to dig out a bunch of potatoes.

"Twenty-five stones..."

When this number is reported.

Hanlin Bachelor Shen Wen fell to the ground.

Completely fainted.

Extremely angry.

It may not be that he was extremely angry, but this was too shocking. He had too many thoughts in his heart. He naturally knew that this was a great joy that everyone celebrated. Even if the Shen family lost some benefits, it would be impossible to exchange for peace in the world.

But in my heart, I felt a little sad. The ancestral property is all the land of the ancestors. If I don’t sell it, I may wait and see the land price drop, and it will eventually become less valuable. But if I sell it, I... wouldn’t I become a prodigal son who sells the land with my son like Fang Jifan?

So, when he heard the twenty-five stones, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground.

What's even more bizarre is that at this moment, the Hanlin bachelor fainted and no one paid attention to him. It's not that Shen Wen has a bad reputation, but because... everyone's energy is not placed elsewhere.

"Thirty stones..."

Squatting on the ground, covered in mud and dirty, Emperor Hongzhi, who dug out a few strings of potatoes, suddenly shook his body and his hands were still stretched into the mud...

Emperor Hongzhi's eyes turned red. He was not trying to cry, but was so excited that he could not control himself.

Xiao Jing, who was beside him, happily followed His Majesty to dig potatoes. When he saw His Majesty like this, he stopped and looked at Emperor Hongzhi.

"Your Majesty... This is a great gift from God to Your Majesty..."

Xiao Jing lowered his voice and said to Emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi finally recovered, then glanced at Fang Jifan and the others, and continued to dig silently.

When the number of reports reached thirty-three stones, everything... came to an end.

Fang Jifan felt that his waist was a little hurt. Only then did he realize the feelings of Zhang Xin and Zhu Houzhao. Farming... is really hard.

He trembled, stood up with the help of a captain, and gasped heavily.

Thirty-three stones are far beyond my expectations.

Of course, there is also moisture in these thirty-three stones. For example, the potatoes were not washed clean when weighing them, so there was a lot of mud on them.

For example, many broken potatoes don’t care about the scale.

The real number, which can be called grain, is mostly only twenty-three or four stones.

But so what? Whether it is a general number or an accurate number, these numbers have swept everything, far exceeding the eyes of all the staple food in the eyes of the wise rulers and ministers.

Fang Jifan couldn't help but cheer and did a beautiful job!
Chapter completed!