Chapter 558 Golden Potato
There are no Fujian people around Yang Zhen now.
Originally, he had thought that after arriving in the Liaodong Peninsula, he would send people by boat south to Fujian, Guangdong, Guangxi and other places to buy sweet potatoes.
However, he did not expect that before he started his eastward journey in Songshan City, he would meet Hong Chengzhuan, a native of Fujian, who came to see him.
Hong Chengzhuan's thick Fujian accent immediately reminded him that Hong Chengchou, the current governor of Jiliao, was a full-fledged Fujianese!
Hong Chengchou himself became a Jinshi at a young age and has been working as an official in various places. Now he is the governor of Jiliao and has a high position. He may not know anything about sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes.
However, among the clan servants brought by Hong Chengchou from Fujian, or the guests in the tent recruited from his hometown, there must be people who know about sweet potatoes or sweet potatoes.
Perhaps Hong Chengzhuan is such a person.
This is why Yang Zhen immediately became very enthusiastic and respectful to him after he realized this.
Of course, although Hong Chengzhuan's official status was not high, he was a confidant around Hong Chengchou. Naturally, Yang Zhen did not want to neglect him.
But the parting gift was completely beyond the scope of this respect.
However, after Hong Chengzhu presented Hong Chengchou's letter to Yang Zhen, he got Yang Zhen's promise and hurried to Jinzhou City, leaving Yang Zhen without a suitable opportunity to ask about the sweet potatoes.
Fortunately, Hong Chengzhuan will return tomorrow, and then he will take Yang Zhen and Uncle Jinyi Dashou to Ningyuan City. When the time comes, he will befriend him and ask for his help. There will be many opportunities.
While Yang Zhen was thinking about these things, he casually answered the question raised by Shen Yongzhong and said: "What is sweet potato? Haha, good question! Sweet potato is a good thing. It is not only sweet and edible, but also has an extremely high yield.
big.
"How much sorghum rice can be harvested by cultivating one acre of sorghum? Is it three to five hundred kilograms? But cultivating one acre of sweet potatoes can yield as little as two to three thousand kilograms and as much as four to five thousand kilograms!"
When Yang Zhen said this, Shen Yongzhong and Xu Tingxuan were still a little confused and confused, but Zhang Chen had already understood and immediately asked with surprise and joy:
"Is there such a high-yielding magical thing in the world?! The governor wants to recruit people to cultivate the land in Jinhai Town, but he wants to introduce the sweet potato that the governor mentioned?"
"Of course. Last year we tried planting sorghum near Songshan City. As you can see, in addition to growing a lot of fodder for the mules, horses and camels in the city, how much grain did each department finally harvest? Very few!"
Faced with the question from his general Zhang Chen, Yang Zhen answered without hesitation, and briefly explained the reason to a man who understood him, and finally went further:
"Haha, whether our business in Jinhai Town can prosper in the future depends on this sweet potato! If the sweet potato cannot be introduced successfully, then the future will not be optimistic!"
When Yang Zhen said this, Zhang Chen, Shen Yongzhong, and Xu Tingxuan were immediately shocked.
None of them thought that this unknown so-called sweet potato, something that no one had ever heard of, would play such an important role in Yang Zhen's plans for the future.
If what the young commander in front of me said is true, then it would be too risky, or in other words, it would be too childish.
Could it be that the future and destiny of us people rest on this little-known sweet potato?!
After a while, Zhang Chen was the first to react.
Seeing that Yang Zhen didn't look like he was joking, he quickly took over and asked: "So, the Governor is already confident? Could it be that this matter has to fall on Hong Chengzhuan?!"
"Haha, even if we miss, we're not far off!"
Yang Zhen hasn't found Hong Chengzhuan to discuss this matter in detail, so of course he can't say anything for now.
However, regardless of whether Hong Chengzhuan knew about sweet potatoes or not, after visiting Ningyuan City this time, Yang Zhen planned to send people south to Fujian as soon as possible to search for and purchase sweet potatoes.
After Yang Zhen finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Chen and others who were doubtful, and without further explanation, he whipped up his horse and hurried back to the General Military Mansion.
He couldn't say too much about sweet potatoes. Once he said too much, he would definitely not be able to justify himself.
Yang Zhen was born in Liaodong and basically grew up in Liaodong. His life trajectory was basically limited to western Liaoning, Dongjiang, Xuanfu, and Jizhou.
His life trajectory is highly coincident with the life trajectories of many of his generals.
If even a well-informed person like Zhang Chen has never seen sweet potato, or even heard of the name sweet potato, how do you, Yang Zhen, know about it?
This point made Yang Zhen dare not say more.
Correspondingly, no one among Zhang Chen and others dared to ask this question.
After all, after Yang Zhen entered the capital this time, he had to be summoned twice by the emperor, and it is said that the second time he was summoned alone.
In the Forbidden City, around the emperor, were there any rare things or magical things? Perhaps Jin Haibo had seen and eaten them there?
Early in the morning on the tenth day of the first lunar month in the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, Yang Zhen finished breakfast and asked Zhang Chen to stay in Songshan City to perform the duties of the Assistant Camp Affairs Office and prepare for the transfer of defense matters, while he himself led Shen Yongzhong and Xu Tingxuan to return the troops.
A group of musketeers led by Yang Zhan'ao left Songshan City.
As promised, they met Hong Chengzhuan and his party who had returned from Jinzhou, and Jinyi's uncle Dashou and his party, who had also been ordered to go to Ningyuan to discuss matters, and headed south together.
Uncle Jinyi Dashou and Yang Zhen had met in private, and he already knew the arrangements for the defense of western Liaoning after Yang Zhen moved the defense.
So when I met Yang Zhen, I only exchanged greetings with him and treated him as a guest. I didn't say a word in front of Hong Chengzhuan.
As for Hong Chengzhuan, he met Yang Zhen again. Although it was only the second time, it was much more intimate than the first time. It was like meeting old friends again.
Compared to treating Uncle Jinyi's birthday, it was obviously more enthusiastic.
It can be seen that Hong Chengzhuan and his party may not have received the same respect and courtesy that he received from Yang Zhen in Jinzhou City.
Of course, the ancestor Jin Yibo, who had been in Liaodong for a long time and the majestic general who conquered Liao, did not need to be overly courteous to Hong Chengzhuan, a private member of the governor's palace.
For him, the fact that he could treat Hong Chengzhuan with courtesy and set off south the next day after receiving the order had already given the newly appointed Governor of Jiliao a lot of face.
At noon that day, the group rested in Lianshan City.
After lunch, Jinyi's uncle Dashou went to discuss military affairs with his younger brother Daiming, leaving only Yang Zhen and Hong Chengzhuan watching the scenery on the Lianshan City Gate Tower. Finally, Yang Zhen found an opportunity to talk privately with Hong Chengzhuan.
"Where is Mr. Hong from Fujian?"
Yang Zhen seized the opportunity, exchanged a few pleasantries with Hong Chengzhuan, and then went straight to the topic.
"Lake Construction Quanzhou Nan'an."
Hong Chengzhuanyuan failed to succeed in his hometown many times. Seeing that his brother Hong Chengchou became prosperous, he went to join Hong Chengchou. It has been several years now.
Over the years, he has also met many civilian and military generals who want to climb up the official tree of Hong Chengchou through his way.
He knows very well what those people are thinking and can see through them at a glance.
But the Jin Haibo Yang Zhen in front of him made him a little unclear, and he was a little confused about what Yang Zhen wanted to achieve by taking him as his disciple.
Therefore, he didn't say much or take the initiative. He would answer whatever Yang Zhen asked him.
But after hearing this, Yang Zhen thought for a while and then asked: "Nan'an? So, is Nan'an far from Changle?"
Yang Zhen's question completely caught Hong Chengzhuan by surprise, leaving him stunned for a moment.
Usually, when other people try to get close to him, it is nothing more than saying, Mr. Alas is from Fujian, and so-and-so is also from Fujian, or, Mr. Alas is from Nan'an, Fujian, and so-and-so's relatives and friends are also from Nan'an, Fujian, etc.
Rhetoric.
But Yang Zhen's idea of approximation seemed to be too jumpy, and he was a little unable to catch it for a while.
"Well, it's not close. After all, they're not in the same place. Nan'an is in southern Fujian, and Changle is in eastern Fujian. However, if we say it's far, it's not that far. After all, they are both in Fujian, with mountains and rivers adjacent to each other.
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What Hong Cheng wrote was the most watertight statement he thought he had ever made. It was equivalent to saying nothing. He neither asserted that it was far nor that it was near, and just waited for Yang Zhen to continue to reveal his intentions.
However, after he finished saying this, he waited for a while and saw Yang Zhen frowning in deep thought and did not ask any more questions.
This made him a little confused.
Thinking again of the man in front of him, the popular man in the emperor's eyes, the steaming freshly baked Jin Haibo Zuo Dudu Zhengdong General, he asked:
"The governor is in Changle, eastern Fujian, but he has any distant relatives? Or is there any old friendship?"
"That's not true. Yang was born in Liaodong, and his relatives and friends are all in the North. The reason why Yang Zhen asked about Changle was because of a father and son from Changle."
At this point, Yang Zhen looked at Hong Chengzhuan and said solemnly: "Mr. Hong, have you ever heard that there is a pair of Chen father and son in Changle who teach people to grow sweet potatoes in central Fujian?"
"Oh, may I ask if the sweet potato the governor mentioned is the golden potato in Fujian?"
After listening to Yang Zhen's question, Hong Chengzhuan still did not answer directly, but he mentioned the name of a golden potato to Yang Zhen.
"Golden potato?"
Yang Zhen was stunned for a moment and asked involuntarily, thinking: Could it be that he remembered it wrong, or that there is something different in this time and space?
"Oh, by the way, Jinshu is the name of Fuzhou. In southern Fujian, it is also called sweet potato. Because it came from Nanyang, the people call it sweet potato."
"Yes, yes, yes, it's sweet potato, it's sweet potato!"
Chapter completed!