Ming Dynasty: Teaching The Prince Dragon-Slaying Skills At The Beginning

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang's appearance, whether it was Prince Zhu Biao, or all the princes including Zhu Xi, Zhu Fan, Zhu Di, etc., they were all stunned to the ground at this moment.

Until Zhu Biao saw Zhu Yuanzhang's fingers lying on the ground digging soil, and was accidentally scratched by sand and stones and bled.

Zhu Biao just suddenly came to his senses and hurried forward. While preparing to help Zhu Yuanzhang up, he said:

"..."

"Shut up!!!"

As soon as Zhu Biao finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhu Yuanzhang who raised his head and spoke.

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were bloodshot, like a tiger that chooses and devours others, as he glanced at the princes Zhu Biao, Zhu Xi, Zhu Fan, Zhu Di and other princes one by one.

"Give them all to us!!!"

“Dig carefully and carefully!!!”

"If the potatoes with a yield of 20 shi per acre break even a little bit, I will break your skin!!!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's tone was extremely fierce, and his expression was even ferocious.

At this moment, in Zhu Yuanzhang's view, the skin of potatoes was much more precious than the skins of princes such as Prince Zhu Biao, Zhu Xi, Zhu Fan, and Zhu Di. Even compared to the skin of his emperor, it was much more precious. !!!

To put it bluntly, in Zhu Yuanzhang's opinion, the value of potatoes with a yield of twenty dan per mu was enough to trade for the life of any prince under Crown Prince Zhu Biao!

Not to mention the prince, even the life of the Duke who made countless contributions to the Ming Dynasty is not as good as the potatoes that yield 20 shi per acre in front of 17!!!

The princes Zhu Biao, Zhu Xi, Zhu Fan, Zhu Di and other princes, who had no idea what was going on, all gasped after hearing what Zhu Yuanzhang said about the yield of 20 dan per mu.

Immediately they all lowered their heads and looked towards the field. In just a short while, they had already bought a lot of beans here.

And each one is oval, elliptical, almost the size of their fist!

From a visual inspection, almost every potato weighs about a pound.

Seeing this scene, Crown Prince Zhu Biao, Zhu Di, Zhu Fan, Zhu Di and other princes all had a flash of shock in their eyes, and then they came to their senses.

The output of this small field is abnormally large!!!

Thanks to Zhu Yuanzhang's teachings, they did not understand agricultural heavyweights.

Although they go to the fields very rarely, they still know the average yield per mu of crops in the fields.

Two stones!!!

Nowadays, most people in the Ming Dynasty can produce between one and two stones per mu of grain crops in their fields!!!

Only in the best and finest paddy fields can the grain output reach about three dan!!!

Now Zhu Yuanzhang said that these potatoes under their feet are domestic stones!!!

What kind of concept is this? They couldn't believe it or even imagine it.

However, the potatoes under their feet seemed to tell them clearly that it was possible to produce twenty dan per mu.

Thinking of this, whether it is the prince Zhu Biao or the princes Zhu Di, Zhu Fan and Zhu Di.

Even Zhu Bo, who had just been kicked by Zhu Yuanzhang, and his buttocks might have turned black, did not complain at this moment, and looked like Zhu Yuanzhang, all lying in the field.

The movements of each hand were a thousand times gentler than before. They didn't even dare to dig hard, but half-blowed and half-pushed away the soil in the field bit by bit.

Not far away, Yan Changqing stood quietly aside, his expression unchanged when he saw the emperor and the princes lying in the field.

After a while, Yan Changqing murmured softly:

"Finally, we've come this far."

More than half an hour later, Yan Changqing's middle field, which was two steps wide and seven or eight steps long, covering an area of ​​about fifteen square meters, had now been dug up three feet.

Well, literally digging three feet into the ground!!!

Moreover, it was Zhu Yuanzhang, the current emperor, Zhu Biao, the current prince, as well as Zhu Di, Zhu Gang, Zhu Di and other current vassal princes who personally dug it out!

Even after digging, I wanted to dig the two small fields on the left and right as well.

However, after Yan Changqing said that the two small fields on the left and right were not growing potatoes, Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Fang, Zhu Fan, Zhu Di and other princes gave up that plan.

At this moment, all the potatoes, as well as the three potatoes dug by Yan Changqing before, were piled together.

Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Xi, Zhu Fan, Zhu Di and other princes were all looking disgraceful at this moment [all looked excitedly at the pile of Renpo that was piled up to their waists and abdomens in front of them with excitement.

Among them, there are 118 potatoes larger than the size of an adult's fist, and 27 potatoes smaller than the size of an adult's fist, for a total of 145!

Although the weight is more accurate, it cannot be known because there is no weighing.

But just from the preliminary estimation in front of us, we can be sure that the yield of the pile of potatoes in front of us is definitely one stone!!!

"One stone!"

“Twenty stones!

"One stone!"

"Twenty stones!"

Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to be suffering from Alzheimer's disease at this moment, repeating words such as "one stone" and "twenty stones" in his mouth.

Zhu Biao, who had now transformed into a clay figure, looked at the pile of potatoes in front of him in disbelief.

Then he looked back at the small field in the middle that had been dug three feet into the ground by the father and son, and subconsciously calculated:

"It's two steps wide on the left and right, about seven or eight steps long, and the area is about one-fortieth of an acre of field."

"One forty of the field yields one stone per acre."

"Isn't that one acre of field yielding...forty shi per mu?!!"

At the end of the calculation, Zhu Biao's voice suddenly rose eight tones!

Even Zhu Biao himself didn't believe the results he calculated.

Not only Zhu Biao didn't believe it, but even the princes Zhu Di, Zhu Fan, Zhu Di and others on the side also looked in disbelief.

Even though the potatoes in front of them were all dug out by themselves, and the data could never be faked, they still found it hard to believe that there really were grain crops in the world that yielded twenty dan per mu.

Oh no, their eldest brother Zhu Biao has just calculated it, it’s forty stones!!!

This makes his Eminem even more outrageous!!!

But whether they believe it or not, the potatoes in front of them are all realistically placed in front of them.

"The yield of forty stones per mu is only a theoretical yield now."

"Now you can see that this small field can produce one stone, mainly because I fertilize it day and night and take good care of it."

"In fact, if no fertilizer is applied, and other objective factors such as field strength and field ore management are taken into consideration, a yield of twenty dan per mu is the most conservative and stable yield."

"Of course, if you fertilize day and night, take care of it carefully, regardless of field strength, and plant enough beans, the theoretical final yield should be 50 cloths!!!"

Yan Changqing fully maintains the rigor of a science and engineering man in terms of data.

It's just that the princes Zhu Biao, Zhu Di, Zhu Fan, Zhu Di and other princes have no feeling for Yan Changqing's rigor in data.

At this moment, the princes Zhu Biao, Zhu Xi, Zhu Fan, Zhu Di and other princes were in a state of dementia just like their old father Zhu Yuanzhang, and they kept muttering:

"Fifty stones!"

"Fifty stones!"

"Fifty Stone"

On the contrary, after Zhu Yuanzhang heard about fifty stones, he suddenly came out of his state of dementia, and in the next moment, he burst into rebellion.

Bang!

Zhu Yuanzhang directly crossed the two steps between him and Yan Changqing, grabbed Yan Changqing's collar with one hand, and pressed Yan Changqing back against the courtyard wall. His blood-red eyes were wide open to the extreme, and he was breathing heavily. Angry, he looked at Yan Changji and said word by word with incomparable ferocity:

"Why?!!"

"Why?!!""

"Why didn't you take it out forty years ago?!!"

"Why didn't you take out the potatoes 40 years ago?!!"

"Forty years! Forty years!! If it had been forty years earlier, how could our parents and eldest brother have starved to death?!"

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang who was furious, sad, angry, and even resentful, Yan Changqing said nothing. He knew the reasons for Zhu Yuanzhang's anger, sadness, anger, and resentment.

Thirty-six years ago, in the third year of Zhizheng (1343), a drought occurred in Haozhou, and in the spring of the following year, serious locust plagues and plagues occurred.

Zhu Yuanzhang's father, mother and eldest brother passed away one after another in less than half a month.

Cause of death: All starved to death!!!

Even Zhu Yuanzhang himself almost starved to death!!!

Thousands of other people also starved to death that year!!!

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