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Chapter Five Hundred and One: Mu Xiu Yu Lin Feng Will Destroy It

Zhang Fuling turned around and looked at the stove, approached the emperor and whispered:

"Your Majesty, you really feel hungry after you move. I think you can eat these two things in a while."

The old emperor's eyes also looked over, looking at the curling smoke from cooking, let alone being a little hungry.

"Try more hard, at least collect this bar."

An hour later, the old emperor straightened his waist and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves without any visual identity. The farmers beside him were busy, and they couldn't help but smile on their faces. Some capable people had already set off their three ridges.

He glanced at him and the bare land under his feet was finally finished. Zhang Fuling had already knelt on the ground and picked up the golden potatoes one by one.

"It's finally over. I'm really tired, but I feel comfortable."

Zhang Fuling nodded, "I am the same, it looks nothing. It's sore in my waist and legs now, but the master is in such good health, not as panting as me."

The old emperor raised his head and smiled. Fang Jizhong shook his fat body and rushed to the front. He helped the old emperor walk back along the ditch. Liu Renli also walked over at this time and helped Zhang Fuling carry the basket of golden potatoes on his back. He walked lightly, holding Zhang Fuling back to the position he weighed.

The old emperor was already sitting on a chair, wiping his face with a veil, and looking at Liu Renli excitedly.

"Go and find someone to weigh the harvest of this ridge."

Liu Renli smiled and said that Lai Fu had already carried the last basket to calculate, and came back with a notebook for a moment.

"The gold potatoes produced in this ridge are four stones in total. Because the output is large, there is no weight here, but it is just calculated by buckets!"

The old emperor nodded, and the output here seemed to be more, so it is better to calculate it in the fastest way.

"One ridge of land is four stones, then four ridges of land are one acre. Wouldn't this per mu yield reach sixteen stones?"

After counting this, the old emperor was shocked and the handkerchief fell off. Fang Jizhong quickly picked it up with a smile on his face.

"Congratulations, Master, this is a great joy! I see, this golden potato is different from that corn. This is without cores and no skins occupying land. This is a pure harvest. This acre of land can support many people!"

The old emperor nodded and looked at Liu Renli with a look of hope. However, Liu Renli glanced at Lai Fu and signaled him to take the account book to show the old emperor other numbers. When he opened it, he was stunned.

The output recorded above was usually around five stones in a row. This was the least, and he was embarrassed and less excited in an instant, so he raised his eyes and threw the booklet to Zhang Fuling.

"This...it seems that we didn't collect it carefully. We asked people to go to the field to take a look. There are probably many that have not been pulled out."

Liu Renli quickly stopped Fang Jizhong's actions.

"It's better to do this. Those who are left to the women and children as food. The master is tired, so he should drink some water and eat something."

The old emperor did not insist, he was really tired and hungry.

As soon as he sat down, Fang Jizhong quickly moved the small table over. Zhang Fuling was not polite and sat on the side. Zhang Huaiyuan hurried over with a plate of baked gold potato slices.

Liu Renli brought a basin of cooked corn and placed it in front of the two of them. Fang Jizhong looked dissatisfied. How could the food given to the emperor be placed like this? It was really too unpretentious.

Before he could speak, the old emperor reached out and grabbed a piece of roasted gold potato slices. There was no oil on it, but it was sprinkled with some salt and chili powder. The color was very attractive. He took a bite and widened his eyes in an instant.

"Well, this taste is really good. If you can eat such food during a famine, it will be really delicious and delicious, countless times better than the steamed cake."

Zhang Fuling nodded, and his face was very emotional. After eating two slices, he quickly grabbed the water cup and drank two sips of tea. He was extremely satisfied.

"It's still very hungry. I was so hungry that I felt a little nervous and sweating. I didn't expect that after two pieces, it would be much better. It's not a big deal for Renli to brag. This thing is really good. By the way, Renli, are these golden potatoes easy to preserve?"

Liu Renli handed it to the two of them, one ear of corn, and then wiped his hands and said:

"We have tried this and need to dig a cellar to store it at low temperature. Besides, the people of the vassal state can naturally be stored when they can cross the ocean, but temperature and humidity are all necessary."

The old emperor nodded, thinking that Liu Renli was right. As for the corn, he already knew that it was the easiest to store. He grabbed it and ate it quickly.

It was not sticky too much, it was soft, sweet and fragrant, and very delicious. As I ate, the old emperor smiled, and a trace of crystal clearness seemed to flash in his eyes as he smiled.

"These two things are very delicious. It would be great if they could be planted in Daliang North. The grain allocated to the North every year accounts for 30% of the food. However, as long as the golden potatoes and corn can be sent over, I think the border can be more stable."

Liu Renli quickly stood up and said solemnly:

"Don't worry, your majesty, after our experiments, both crops are very cold-resistant. When they just planted seedlings, they didn't expect that there would be a frost drop. At that time, we were all frightened and thought that there would be no harvest.

Lai Fu thought of a way, burned a pile of firewood in the ditch in a section, and used the smoke to cool down for three consecutive days. Not only did these seedlings not die, but the subsequent rise was even better.

Later, we imitated the appearance of the time and burned the ash and threw it into the ground. The cold-resistant effect of these crops was even more obvious. According to the climate in northern Liaoning, it would be no problem to plant for one season."

The old emperor widened his eyes excitedly, feeling a little unbelievable, but according to some of Liu Renli's previous actions, this person is definitely a matter of saying everything, and he can't even make a false report at all, so he believed it.

After a long silence, the old emperor nodded vigorously, breathed a long beard and waved his hand at Fang Jizhong. Fang Jizhong quickly stepped forward and handed the hand, wiped his hand before he saw two huge blisters appearing in the palm of his palm.

Smile and took the shirt and put it on, looking at Liu In-li.

"After the harvest is completed, write a note on the cultivation of these two crops and hand it over, and then you will go to Beijing with Zhang Aiqing."

After saying that, he dusted the dust on his body, he was about to walk back and look at the corn in the basin, and pointed at him:

"Let me give this to me, let these guards taste it, and I will let all the ministers taste it."

Liu Renli quickly said yes, the old emperor got on the carriage, and Zhang Fuling walked to Liu Renli and patted him on the shoulder.

"Just write down the matter clearly, and then bring the account book you have made in Beijing."

Liu Renli was a little confused, but Zhang Fuling naturally would not harm him. He quickly stepped forward and helped Zhang Fuling get on the car. He probably was really tired. Zhang Fuling was a little staggering when he got on the carriage.

Everything was ready, Fang Jizhong shouted in the first carriage.

"Go back to the palace!"

He was standing next to the first carriage and shouting, pulling a long voice. Many working people looked at this side, and they seemed to be confused when they didn't understand.

Liu Renli and the others quickly knelt down. He knew that the old emperor did not want to hide his identity, so he quickly shouted:

"Greatly send your Majesty!"

When the farmers saw that their adults kowtowed, they quickly knelt down on the ground, bowed their bodies in the direction of the carriage, and asked in a low voice to each other.

"What did that man just shout?"

"It seems to be back to the palace?"

Another young man said:

"Mr. Liu shouted to see His Majesty, Oh my God...that person..."

"That person is the emperor?"

"Who?"

"That old man..."

"Worry, you're looking for death?"

"Is the emperor who farms together?"

“…”

A group of farmers came over behind him and did not dare to walk forward. They surrounded Lai Fu and asked:

"That one was the emperor just now?"

Lai Fu nodded with a calm expression. It was not that he was unmoved, but that he was a little annoyed when he saw that all of these people were no longer working.

"No one else can do it. Can you handle this area before dark?"

These people quickly dispersed, but they all had smiles on their faces. After living a lifetime, they could see the emperor, which was all thanks to Liu Renli.

Liu Renli stood by the roadside, and the dust passing by the carriage gradually fell, and the convoy was gone. Zhang Huaiyuan came over with excitement.

"Congratulations, what a glory it is to let His Majesty come in person!"

Liu Renli didn't look much happy on his face, his brows were slightly furrowed, with a hint of worry.
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