The sweet potato field in Wang Jian’s backyard.
The sweet potatoes are ready to be harvested, and this fence is of no use.
Fang Xuanling ordered the soldiers on the side to tear down all the fences surrounding them.
A green sweet potato leaf appeared in front of everyone.
Fang Xuanling waved his hand, and the soldiers following him quickly surrounded the land.
Li Chengqian saw the leaves of sweet potato for the first time. He squatted down curiously, holding a sweet potato branch and looking at it carefully.
He really couldn't understand that these small vines were not thicker than his fingers. Brother Wang actually said that this thing could produce a thousand catties per mu.
Wang Jian said to Erdan who was standing behind him.
"Erdan, take Rengui and the others to the yard and bring over the 30 hoes."
"Yeah."
Erdan a few The people nodded, and soon they brought the hoe over.
Wang Jian took out two brand new hoes from Er Dan.
Under the gaze of all the guards, Wang Jian handed the hoe to the hands of Li Chengqian and Fang Xuanling.
Wang Jian held his hands towards the two of them with a slight smile on his face.
"Your Highness the Prince, Prime Minister, this is the first time sweet potato has been unearthed, and I would like to invite two nobles to come."
Fang Xuanling stroked his short beard and looked at Li Chengqian solemnly. .
"Your Highness, please come first."
The first person to dig up sweet potatoes will be recorded in history, and will become a good story in the future.
Fang Xuanling did not dare to compete with the prince for this reputation.
Besides, he went to the palace to meet the Holy Spirit a few days ago and reported to His Majesty that he was going to Majiazhuang to confirm the sweet potato yield.
When His Majesty learned that Majiazhuang had a high-yield grain yield of one thousand kilograms per mu, he jumped up from the throne in shock.
If it weren’t for the fact that he couldn’t leave, His Majesty would have wanted to go to Majiazhuang himself.
Finally, His Majesty called the prince and asked him to follow him to Majiazhuang to witness the unearthing of sweet potatoes and other divine objects.
Fang Xuanling guessed what His Majesty was thinking, which was to build momentum for the Crown Prince.
Li Chengqian stood up and nodded solemnly.
He held a hoe and listened carefully to Wang Jian's explanation of the precautions for digging sweet potatoes.
"Your Highness, when digging sweet potatoes, dig them diagonally from below, so as not to break them." Wang Jian held a hoe and demonstrated at the side.
After listening, Li Chengqian nodded, raised his hoe and started digging.
Although he is pampered, he often exercises with his father to polish his body.
Stronger than ordinary common people's children.
Moreover, the soil in the sweet potato field is relatively fluffy, so it will become lighter once you hoe it.Dig out a large piece of it.
Soon the first sweet potato was dug out by Li Chengqian.
When Li Chengqian saw the sweet potato, he dropped his hoe with joy, bent down and pulled out most of the sweet potato.
With the help of Wang Jian, Li Chengqian struggled to lift the sweet potato high and shouted loudly.
"This prince dug up the first sweet potato!"
Under the vines, there were several red sweet potatoes as thick as an arm.
Wang Jian counted and found that there were seven sweet potatoes in total, weighing about ten kilograms.
Wang Jian was not surprised by this.
Not because he was confident in the yield of sweet potatoes, he was also worried that future generations of high-yielding sweet potatoes would not be able to adapt to the climate in this world.
The reason why Wang Jian is confident is that he randomly dug a dozen sweet potatoes yesterday and knew the sweet potato yield of this acre of land in advance.
"His Royal Highness is a thousand years old!"
The onlookers raised their spears and shouted loudly.
The sound was huge and deafening.
When Fang Xuanling saw the large bunch of sweet potatoes, his face showed an expression of surprise and ecstasy.
He walked to Li Chengqian and took the sweet potato and weighed it. It was heavy!
Fang Xuanling immediately gave orders to the soldiers beside him.
"Come here, dig out all the sweet potatoes in this field."
"Those who dig sweet potatoes must be careful not to damage the sweet potatoes." < /p>
The thirty guards took off their armor and handed their spears to their colleagues. After Wang Jian's simple training, they started to work neatly.
Behind each of them, there were several soldiers collecting sweet potatoes.
Fang Xuanling turned around and walked to Wang Jian, patting his thin shoulder comfortingly, her voice trembling.
"Good boy, this is a great achievement!"
"If your majesty knew the yield of such divine things as sweet potatoes, he would be delighted."
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After speaking, Fang Xuanling patted Wang Jian's shoulder heavily several times with a look of appreciation on his face.
Although not all the sweet potatoes have been dug out, Fang Xuanling looked at the large pile of sweet potatoes that had been dug out on the ground and knew that the yield of these sweet potatoes would not be low.
"Thank you, Mr. Fang, for your support." Wang Jian gratefully handed over to Fang Xuanling.
After finishing speaking, Wang Jian secretly moved his shoulders without anyone noticing.
I didn’t expect that at such an old age, Fang Xuanling’s hands were not weak at all.
The literati these days are not easy to mess with.
Li ChengqianWhen the young lady saw Fang Xuanling praising Wang Jian, she also walked over straight up.
He followed suit, raised his hand and patted Wang Jian's shoulder gently, with a touch of joy on his face.
"Brother Wang, when I return to the palace, I will also report your merits to my father."
"Thank you, His Highness, for your kind words." Wang Jian also said to Li Chengqian present.
There is strength in numbers, and with the work of dozens of people, an acre of sweet potato land can be dug quickly.
Wang Jian whispered to Erdan behind him, "Erdan, go to my room and get two scales."
"By the way, bring the table, chairs and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on them. Move here too.”
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After bringing everything over, Wang Jian asked Xue Rengui to work in teams of four to weigh the sweet potatoes dug out from the ground.
He spread out a piece of rice paper and marked it with pen and ink to make notes.
The statistical process takes a long time, and it is impossible for two big guys to do this part of the work.
After he finishes the statistics, Li Chengqian can write down the total weight of the sweet potatoes at the end.
"Twenty-eight pounds."
"Thirty-two pounds."
"..."
Xue Rengui and Er Dandan took turns telling the results of the scale.
Li Chengqian and Fang Xuanling stood quietly behind Wang Jian, staring intently at the numbers Wang Jian kept recording on the paper.
The two of them also learned the numbers that Wang Jian fiddled with, so they could understand them.
Some soldiers brought chairs for them, but they didn't even want to sit down.
After more than a quarter of an hour, all the sweet potatoes on the ground were weighed.
Wang Jian finished counting the total and breathed a sigh of relief.
He stood up, handed the paper recording the weight of sweet potatoes to Li Chengqian's hand, held it over and said softly.
"Fortunately, the sweet potato yield per acre...3765 kilograms!"
"Suck!"
Li Chengqian and Fang Xuanling took a breath In the air-conditioning, their eyes were fixed on the last line of fine print.
Li Chengqian’s hand holding the rice paper trembled with excitement.
"The yield per mu is 3,765 kilograms. This is simply a divine thing!" Fang Xuanling murmured in a low voice.
This number had a huge impact on him.
For ordinary crops, the highest yield per mu is only three to four hundred kilograms.
Now it has doubled tenfold, how can this not be shocking?
Wang Jian whispered to Li Chengqian, "Please also ask His Highness the Crown Prince to record the yield of sweet potatoes per acre, and leave his name on the side to inform the soldiers."
"Okay! "
Li Chengqian nodded, and he took the gift from Wang Jian.pen and spread the rice paper on the table.
He solemnly wrote down the sweet potato yield per acre, and wrote down his name and time on the side.
Although his handwriting is not as good as Fang Xuanling and Ma Zhou, it is much better than Wang Jian's handwriting.
After all, his father was a master of calligraphy, and he had a group of great scholars who taught him earnestly.
Writing casually is better than a wild approach like Wang Jian.
After Li Chengqian finished writing, he climbed onto the table and held the rice paper high.
He shouted loudly in full view of everyone.
"The yield of sweet potatoes per mu is 3,765 kilograms!"
"Boom!"
A burst of cheers erupted from all around.
"Your Highness is a thousand years old!"
Everyone shouted Li Chengqian's name.
The accompanying historian quickly recorded this scene.
This piece of rice paper will also be framed and placed in the palace collection.