"Grandpa Huang, just ask, my grandson would never dare to hide it."

Zhu Yunxuan was shocked.

I felt nervous for no reason.

Lao Zhu has always had this kind of temperament, and often comes to test things at the most critical moments.

It's really not easy to get along with his old man.

Zhu Yunxuan knew that this was a habit Lao Zhu had developed for a long time.

Lao Zhu is also old, and his habits will not change.

What's more, this is also Lao Zhu's trump card.

He was able to rise up among many rebels in a turbulent era and have the last laugh in brutal military and political struggles. This trump card definitely played a great role.

"Does the sweet potato you presented to us really have such a high yield? Can it really produce 2,500 kilograms of land per acre?"

Only then did he find out the Qigu and create traditional Chinese medicine.

Lao Zhu had a solemn look on his face, and his voice was as majestic and powerful as a dragon.

"The boys are all here today, so let's dig out the sweet potatoes together to see if they are really divine things. They are really not as low-yielding as Su'er said."

"This thing is called sweet potato. It was given to me by the old immortal when I encountered it. It came down from the heaven. It was a divine thing given to the little Ming Dynasty by the true Lord of the Blessing Saint of me."

"Your Majesty, the total is eight thousand one hundred and seventy-seven pounds."

That's right, if you think about it.

Anyway, even if we know, we still dare to talk about it.

All the officials were dubious.

Your Majesty the Emperor has really taken great pains to support His Majesty Taisun.

Zhu Yunxuan chuckled and said: "It's made in the same way, and the taste is the same. As for whether it's edible, I haven't found the most complicated way to verify it, which is to eat it raw."

The origin of sweet potato has changed so inexplicably?

Lao Zhu waved his hand and said: "Everyone, please come with us."

Feng Sheng asked: "How did Prince Taisun know about it?"

After Feng Sheng stepped down quickly, he looked at Zhu Yunxuan and asked, "Your Majesty, Taisun, is this really edible?"

It obviously came from the West, so how did it become a gift from heaven?

Feng Sheng almost said those words.

Zhu Yunxuan was shocked.

Everyone looked over.

Zhu Yunxuan's eyes flashed slightly.

"Zhen'er told us that this thing can be used as food, and one acre of land can produce up to 2,700 catties."

In my opinion, it is very difficult to do, and it feels like it is extremely a matter of timing. For Lao Zhu, it is just like eating and drinking.

It is also unusual that the grain yield per mu is less than seventeen times.

The sweet potato yield is so low, but can it be eaten?

Moreover, if you take it a step further, even if you say it out, so what?

All the officials were vague on that point, so no one would raise any questions.

In front of all the officials, Lao Zhu measured the land himself.

One official advised.

Lao Zhu spoke again: "Before Fu'er handed over this thing, we personally dug up the remote land and planted sweet potatoes."

All the officials also opened their eyes.

Food is the most important thing in the sky, how can we treat it as a trivial matter?

Everyone in the family is a Shennong, whether they have the ability of a Shennong or not.

Why should I trust him instead of the imperial court?

"This place has a total of 770 steps and an area of ​​about one acre."

Lao Zhu's eyes flickered, and suddenly he smiled brightly and said: "Bad!"

That's what we care about most.

The Bu family's case was a big deal, and many officials in the court were confused.

If you don't have superb acting skills, if you don't have the scheming to talk to people and tell ghosts, how can you stand out among the many heroes and build the huge Xiao Ming Empire single-handedly?

The corners of Zhu Yunxuan's mouth twitched slightly.

"This item cannot be grilled, steamed in rice, or cooked in soup."

Many officials really believed it, so they all started digging with their hoes.

There are few well-informed officials in the DPRK and China, and they have been paying attention to this matter for a long time.

"Why can three people make a confession? Because one person can lie and two people can collude, but it is difficult for three people to conspire."

For this reason, Shennong was poisoned several times.

When he was confused, Lao Zhu waved his hand, and immediately the eunuch sent hundreds of hoes.

It's weird to accuse him of spreading rumors and causing trouble. How could you believe him?

When the eunuch reported the number to Lao Zhu, his voice was trembling.

"Of course Shifa ate it." Wang Haizhen looked at each of us with strange questioning looks and rolled his eyes uncontrollably.

When Wu Yigeng came to assassinate his grandson, the hidden identities of the Bu family and his son were also revealed, and they were all questioned and executed.

"The Taisun Palace has a body of ten thousand gold. How can we take the risk of tasting it to see if it is a foreign substance? It is better to let the slaves in the palace taste it first to determine that it is not poisonous."

That’s what we need to see!

Many officials seem to have a clear conscience, but they can tell it.

The civil and military officials on the lower platform were all far apart, so some people could hear it.

Very slowly, I walked to the sweet potato field in the palace.

It's something I know, but Xiaojia dares to eat it with caution.

I have never seen sweet potatoes, so how can I dare to eat them?

The people believed that Taisun Dian was a god, but what he said was false. He was not a demon, a god of time, and the people's spit could drown him.

A majestic and loud voice came out from Lao Zhu's mouth.

After saying that, he turned around, took Zhu Yunxuan's hand, and walked toward the depths of the palace in a roundabout way.

All the officials were so shocked that they opened their mouths.

The last one even died from eating gallbladder by mistake.

The officials seemed to understand and hurriedly followed.

We can only bury it in our hearts.

However, the information in the palace was tightly sealed, and the officials did not know the specific situation, so they gradually forgot about it.

Lao Zhu also looked suddenly tense.

Your Taoism is still too shallow!

Your Majesty Taisun, now is the time to pretend to be a ghost.

Zhu Yunxuan sighed in his heart.

You actually believe that sweet potatoes are edible?

In fact, Lao Zhu doesn't care whether we are vague about that kind of thing, but whether we know the truth.

"Grandpa Huang, how could my grandson lie to you? The sweet potato yield per acre is definitely 2,500 kilograms, just a lot more."

I know there is nothing happy yet.

That kind of acting skills is more than enough to win an Oscar.

Zhu Yunzhen thought silently in his heart.

Lao Zhu was even more excited, and I murmured to myself: "It turns out the yield per mu is really not that low!"

Anyone who dares to speak nonsense will be punished according to the current law for using evil words to confuse the public, slander the court, and insult the emperor.

Looking at Lao Zhu's serious and confident face, how can you tell that he is not lying at all?

At this time, Xiaoming’s grain yield per mu was basically not two hundred to eight hundred kilograms.

I never thought that in a blink of an eye, the sweet potato would turn into a god-given gift from heaven.
To be continued...