Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Seven: Greatness(1/2)
The emperor of the Ming Dynasty has all kinds of people.
The only thing in common is that you have self-knowledge.
This is why Emperor Tianqi wants to say: Since I ascended the top, natural disasters and man-made disasters have continued, and national affairs have become increasingly difficult.
I am used to being scolded. Although I sometimes feel that some people have scolded me in the wrong place, I still know what kind of virtue I have.
The government is not very good at governing this court, and there are many natural disasters and man-made disasters, so I am in a difficult situation.
but……
The most important thing here is this, but, but how could I think that I am today?
The tone of this sentence is not without a look of pride.
You see, the country still has great joys, and God has not cut off his favor to me.
This sense of complacent.
In fact, it is what the ministers dislike the most.
Child of Apocalypse, you are floating again.
Of course, no one dares to show it.
Just feel a little awkward.
At this time, someone said, "Your Majesty... this... isn't this just a fruit? It tastes sweet, what's the difference between it and ordinary fruits? This is not a crop, fruit is fruit, and grain is grain..."
After hearing this, everyone looked at the man.
Who is this person not Li Qiyuan?
Li Qiyuan is the Minister of Revenue and is in charge of the world's money and grain. His words are very important.
As soon as this statement was spoken, everyone nodded, thinking it made sense.
The staple food is the staple food. If it is just fruit, it can barely satisfy your hunger, but it is not food after all!
"I will know if it's food or not after eating it later." Zhang Jingyi said calmly: "Please, please."
Li Qiyuan didn't cough and calmed down. He still couldn't understand that there was a grain yield of 2,000 kilograms per mu in the world.
Two thousand kilograms, that's a great deal? Isn't this saying that ten acres of land could support a person, but now only one or two acres of land is enough?
According to years of reading experience, even the Classic of Mountains and Seas has never been recorded like this.
Everyone followed Zhang Jingyi's footsteps and entered the village one after another.
Zhuangzi is very simple.
After all, it was temporarily built.
There have been tables here.
Everyone sat down one after another.
Emperor Aoqi naturally sat in the upper head, and Li Qiyuan's words still made Emperor Aoqi a little worried.
If it weren't for the staple food, then this thing was good, but it was still a little worse after all.
After all, people cannot use fruits to satisfy their hunger, and the more they eat, the more hungry they become.
After a while, the hot sweet potato porridge was brought up. Only a little rice was placed in the porridge, mostly sweet potatoes, which had been stewed. On the other side, someone served roasted sweet potatoes one by one.
For a moment, the fragrance filled the hall.
Emperor Tianqi was already hungry at this time, so he immediately raised his spoon, scooped a bite of porridge, and blew it first.
The eunuch on the side was anxious and whispered: "Your Majesty, should I let you taste it first..."
"No obstacle." Emperor Tianqi said: "Here, just like in the palace, I and Zhang Qing are my own family."
As he said that, he put a spoonful of porridge into his mouth.
Suddenly, the sweetness of the porridge water filled the tip of the tongue, and the hot porridge liquid entered the throat...
In the future, only the poor people ate this sweet potato porridge. If it were in later generations, there would be no need to mention it. Everyone would have been tired of it.
But for the monarchs and ministers who have never eaten sweet potato porridge, they have a completely different feeling.
Emperor Tianqi smacked his lips and savored the taste just now, and couldn't help but say, "It's better than rice porridge."
Zhang Jing, who was beside him, grinned and helped Emperor Tianqi peel roasted sweet potatoes.
Immediately afterwards, I directly snapped the chopsticks and inserted them into the peeled sweet potatoes, like a skewer, and delivered them to the Emperor Apocalypse: "Your Majesty can try this."
Emperor Tianqi nodded, blew it again, and took a bite carefully. The taste of the roasted sweet potatoes has a sweet and glutinous fragrance, with a unique flavor.
Emperor Aoki said happily: "This tastes good, this taste is better. It's better. Eat it. Everyone comes to eat it. Don't be polite, haha... see if you can eat enough."
Everyone did not hesitate anymore.
Li Qiyuan also ate the porridge carefully, but it was like that, as if someone wanted to harm him.
As I eat, the more I eat, the worse the taste becomes.
After one stick of incense.
He looked up.
Seeing Emperor Apocalypse touching his swelling belly at this time, he gasped.
This is a sign of overeating.
There were already people talking about it: "It's really enough to fill your stomach. After drinking this bowl of porridge with a roasted potato, I'm full."
"It's really good, it tastes pretty good, sweeter than white rice porridge."
"Isn't this thing full if you eat one or two pounds? Then the yield per mu is two thousand pounds... isn't it... not..."
Someone was sucking in the cold air.
It's scary, which means that as long as you want to, you can barely survive by relying on one acre of sweet potato field.
"If so, can there be refugees in the world?"
The more I think about it, the more terrible it feels.
Li Qiyuan felt indescribable.
If you say such a thing, he will not be moved at all. This is not right. He is the Minister of Revenue after all.
But he was not convinced and couldn't help but say, "Zhang Baihu, it's not easy to take care of this crop."
As soon as these words came out, the hall became silent again.
yes.
It must be intensive farming, and maybe it will take water to irrigate, otherwise how could it be possible to grow so much food?
Zhang Jingyi seemed to have expected someone to ask this, and he smiled and said, "You asked the right person. I was about to say that this sweet potato field is the easiest to plant. It does not require careful cultivation. After dense planting, you don't have to worry about it. Not only that, it does not waste water and does not have to think about irrigation all day long. Even dry land can produce harvests. And it doesn't cost much manpower, it just takes a little effort to plant rice and harvest, and at other times, it can be taken care of occasionally."
After hearing this, Li Qiyuan turned red and couldn't speak for a moment.
All of a sudden, everyone was upset again.
Someone muttered: "In this way, I am not short of food in the Ming Dynasty?"
As soon as this question arises, it is like a stone stirring up a thousand waves.
Emperor Tianqi suddenly became moved: "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it..."
As he was saying, he suddenly remembered something: "Where did this thing be obtained?"
"This is exactly what the humble man wants to report. This thing was originally from Luzon."
Zhang Jingyi didn't want to trace back to the Spanish brought them from the Americas to the Philippines. This thing was too challenging for Emperor Apocalypse to know. Tell him directly that he would be fine if he came from Luzon.
So he continued, "It was brought by a merchant named Chen Zhenlong. The Folang Jiren regarded it as a treasure and was not allowed to take it out. It was Chen Zhenlong who saw the power of this thing, so he took many difficulties and obstacles before secretly bringing it to Fujian. Since then, he has spent his whole life cultivating seedlings. When he passed away, his son Chen Jinglun inherited his will and was invited here to transplant it. Your Majesty, this Chen family is a loyal and martyr. If I had no father and son in the Ming Dynasty, how could I have such food?"
Emperor Tianqi was moved and said, "That kind of credit is not worthy of his reward even if he rewards tens of thousands of gold. Call Chen Jinglun to me."
When Chen Jinglun was called into the hall by the eunuch, his mind was blank.
This is something he didn't expect.
The Chen family is also a family of merchants and is familiar with human nature. Of course, he knows that the Chen family has made contributions to cultivating these sweet potatoes, but if it weren't for Zhang Baihu, I'm afraid that this contribution would be a reward for the moon in the water.
What's more... Zhang Baihu arrived in front of the imperial court. According to the routine of the officials, he naturally had to take the credit to himself. I was afraid that he would not mention the Chen family. Even if he mentioned it, he would only mention it a little, and he would seek credit and reward. In fact, this is understandable.
So Chen Jinglun was mentally prepared. His wish was to fulfill his father's will. As for the others... he didn't dare to think about it.
But when he arrived in front of the emperor, he looked very uneasy and saluted.
Then he heard Emperor Tianqi say, "Is this the hero who grows sweet potatoes?"
The three words "A great hero" made Chen Jinglun subconsciously look at Zhang Jingyi.
Zhang Baihu... Zhang Baihu actually put the credit on his head?
In the outer room, don’t it be said that Zhang Baihu is not a thing?
The factory guard's reputation...he has also heard of it.
To be continued...