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Chapter 511 The Cannon Fodder Who Died in Exile (29)

The servant of the household department couldn't believe it. The seeds were so big, but the things they planted were so small?
Looking at the mini sweet potato in his hand, Tobe Shiro seemed to feel that the mini sweet potato was laughing at him.

He thought of how much the emperor valued this sweet potato, which yielded a thousand catties per mu, and immediately sweated profusely.

"Go, bring the brochure on how to plant to the officer."

After digging out an acre of land, looking at the small pile of sweet potatoes the size of a baby's fist in front of him, the servant of the household department trembling, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and yelled at his subordinates in a low voice.

The people below scrambled to find the planting booklet that they had thrown in the corner to collect dust. When they saw the planting method carefully written by Yao Qian in the booklet, they didn't follow it at all.

But now, what else can we do?
Of course it can't be admitted that it's their fault, it can only be the fault of the person who presented the fake seed.

Otherwise, not only the black hats on their heads may be lost, but the heads on their necks may also be in jeopardy.

However, King Jing asked his subordinates to honestly plant according to Shi Yaoqian's planting method. The most important thing in the camp is manpower.

When there was no battle to fight, King Jing personally took all the soldiers to plant the sweet potato seedlings in the field after the exercises.

With so many people, it took only one day to plant all the sweet potato seedlings cultivated by Prince Jing.

Therefore, when it was ripe, King Jing and his soldiers dug up all the sweet potatoes in the field in just one day.

Seeing basket after basket of grain delivered to the camp, all the soldiers in the camp were very excited.

What do soldiers fear most?
Withholding food and salary, the money is okay, but if there is no food, then you will be hungry!

Many of them are willing to serve as soldiers, isn't it because they don't want to starve to death at home?
With so much food now, it would be difficult to go hungry.

"Your Highness, we have planted a hundred acres of land, and now we have received 70 catties of sweet potatoes from the warehouse."

The master reported the weight recorded in his hand with a trembling voice. He had never seen it before. Which grain can produce so much?
"70 catties? This is only a yield of one hundred mu. If we can plant tens of thousands of mu, why worry about our soldiers having no food to eat?"

King Jing slapped the desk hard, stood up and paced back and forth excitedly.

Just now he received a secret report from the capital, that the people in the capital who were eating vegetarian meals did not plant those sweet potatoes according to the brochure submitted by Yao Qian.

The result can be imagined, the harvest is not as good as the amount planted.

This is simply God helping him!

"The order will be passed down, and 50 catties will be used to grow seedlings, and all the farmers in Jingzhou City will be planted with this sweet potato. I remember that Yao Qian's brochure said that this sweet potato can be planted twice a year. Now speed up, It can be planted for another season. The remaining 20 catties of grain are for emergencies.”

If it weren't for the delay in the arrival of the imperial court's grain, King Jing would have liked to use the 20 catties of sweet potatoes to grow seedlings.

How much sweet potato did Yao Qian bring?
But they raised seedlings according to the method Yao Qian said, and they planted a hundred acres of land.

Thinking that these 20 catties of sweet potatoes could turn into more sweet potatoes, Prince Jing felt very distressed.

But no matter how distressed, I can only endure it.

After all, sweet potatoes cannot be grown in a day or two.

During this time, his soldiers have to eat!

Every time he thought of this, Prince Jing made up his mind again, what's the use of keeping a court like the capital?
Regarding his big movement, the spies who were lurking beside him and those who were watching him openly were all bribed and bribed by King Jing, click, click, click.

As long as it takes a few more months, when the sweet potatoes in the field are ripe, he will no longer be bound by the capital.

After the county magistrate of An County presented the things, he waited and waited.

Although he was selected as an excellent by the Ministry of Officials this time, there was no follow-up.

Finally, he sent his confidants to the capital to search for news, but what he got was that the emperor wanted to plant in the field, and when the definite news came out, he would reward him for his meritorious deeds.

So, he could only hold his breath and wait and wait!
It was not easy to wait until the sweet potato ripening season in the next year. In order to avoid any mistakes, the county magistrate specially sent the yamen to go to Shi Jiang's field to check the harvest this time.

It has to be said that everyone in the village where the Shi family was located was stunned because of the sweet potato harvest a year ago.

Therefore, as soon as the spring of the second year began, people came to buy sweet potatoes, expressing their desire to plant them.

Father Shi did not refuse, and was very happy to sell them the sweet potatoes that were piled up in the house.

In addition, he also carefully taught them how to grow seedlings and how to use sweet potato seedlings to plant in the field.

In order to grow a few acres of land, many villagers reclaimed a lot of wasteland next to the village and planted sweet potatoes after they learned that there was no need to choose fertile land for sweet potatoes.

You should know that this kind of wasteland does not collect any taxes in the first year after it is reclaimed.

In other words, the food produced from this wasteland is all his own.

When they thought of the production of the three acres of land of the Shi family, they were very happy to open up wasteland.

When it was harvest time, the county magistrate brought people over. Although they were a little panicked, they were more joyful at the harvest of so much grain.

Seeing the farmers dug out such baskets of sweet potatoes from the ground, the county magistrate finally relaxed from his uneasy heart.

If it was said that the Shi family was lying for the first time, but now, the whole village has planted this sweet potato together, and the yield is really amazing, there is absolutely no possibility of adulteration.

Therefore, the county magistrate, who was confidently waiting for his promotion, was called away by the magistrate, and then he returned to his mansion in a daze after being scolded bloody.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

The county magistrate's wife, Mrs. Jiang, saw her husband like this, so frightened, she hurriedly sent someone to call her younger brother Jiang Shaoning over, while shaking the county magistrate's shoulder, she cried and asked.

"Ma'am, I can't figure it out! I obviously presented this high-yield grain to the emperor, but why did the magistrate call me in and scold me for deceiving people for promotion? To prove that there is no fraud, I personally I went to the field to check, there is absolutely no possibility of being deceived."

The magistrate held Jiang's hand tightly unwillingly, his face full of excitement.

Jiang Shaoning was already at the Fu'an Restaurant, and when he received the news sent by his sister, he rushed to the government office immediately.

As soon as he entered the door, he was stunned for a long time when he heard the words of the county magistrate.

I thought it was a certainty, how could such a mistake happen?

It is impossible to say that the Shi family is deceiving.

After all, in one of his Zhuangzi, the servants of the Zhuangzi are now growing these sweet potatoes!
Just a few days ago, I was dug by someone, and the output is really amazing.

Jiang Shaoning was prepared to raise all the sweet potatoes he got this time, and planted all the sweet potatoes he could grow in the village.

(End of this chapter)