Shu Cheng swallowed his saliva, took a deep breath, and then replied: "Young Master, I already have three thousand catties!"
Fang Jue nodded and said modestly: "Although it has been roughly wiped with mud, it still contains some mud. Adding the rest, it should be more than three thousand four hundred kilograms."
"It's a bit short... It seems that the management is not good. Who is responsible for this acre of potatoes? I will deduct his wages another day!" Fang Jue said to the group of farmers from the Xuanjian Division.
Suddenly, the eyes of the officials looking at those people became gloomy and unkind.
How dare you not cultivate the land properly?
Several farmers in the Xuanjian Division suddenly looked at each other and cautiously shrank their heads.
This matter can be big or small. If they are really held accountable, it might be very miserable. But several people said that we are not professional farmers...
Poor, weak and helpless.
"More than three thousand kilograms, is it good enough?" Shu Cheng said cautiously, "Those people have already achieved merit."
Fang Jue said: "Maybe it has something to do with the lack of rain this year. I thought it could exceed four thousand gold..."
"This..." Shu Cheng's mouth twitched, feeling that his world view needed to be restructured.
"Four thousand kilograms...Young Master is really far-sighted..." Everyone admired him and no one dared to be weird.
Although the output of only two types of grains has been reported, it is already foreseeable that the other crops will not be bad.
This genius in the world is not boasting after all. These things really have such a high output!
"Young Master is really a magician."
"Who says otherwise? With this food, no one will starve to death in our Xia Kingdom next year!"
"God has mercy on me, Daxia. Your Majesty, can you see today?!"
"I..." Some people have already cried.
Fang Jue looked at them, not laughing at them, but rather moved.
No matter who you are, as long as you have the life and death of the world in your heart, then this person is generally a good person.
And if an official can be moved by this, it shows that he loves the people.
"It's out..." After weighing the last potatoes, Shu Cheng announced with a smile, "My lords, this acre of potatoes weighs a total of 3,518 kilograms!"
"If there is mud, let's count it as three thousand and four." Fang Jue said.
"Young Master...I..." Someone rushed over to him, tears streaming down his face.
But he was blocked by Dianyi's horizontal sword.
Everyone also knew how important Fang Jue would be from now on, and they no longer cared about these details.
At this moment, Yan Lanfeng shouted in the cassava field: "Come here quickly!"
Hearing this, everyone rushed over. The weak civil servants ran faster than the imperial troops maintaining stability at the scene.
With Zhuge Yong's support, Zhuge Qingshan almost fell down, but still ran away in a hurry.
Although the crowd was dense, they tacitly left a path open for the belated arrival of Fang Jue.
"Yan Shangshu, how many pounds is it?" Zhuge Qingshan saw that he hadn't finished weighing yet, but he was in an anxious mood and couldn't wait to know.
Yan Lanfeng jumped with excitement and said: "Sir, ladies and gentlemen! It's already over four thousand kilograms, and there's still less than half of it left to weigh!"
Four thousand pounds...
Everyone felt that the surprise was so quick.
My heart, which I thought had been numbed, became agitated again.
"Young Master, Young Master, it's four thousand pounds!" Zhuge Qingshan covered his face and cried. He had never been so out of character. When he was appointed First Assistant, he just smiled.
Fang Jue shook his head slightly, wanting to say that the output was too low, but he didn't say much for fear of being beaten.
In his expectation, the yield of cassava per mu should be more than 6,000 to 7,000 kilograms.
However, Jinling is not very hot after all, so it is not the most suitable area, so a smaller output is acceptable.
"Four thousand kilograms, young master is really a blessing to our Xia Kingdom!" The people at Yushitai couldn't help crying.
Qin Shiyi looked at the mountains of cassava in front of him and was overjoyed.
Finally, we no longer have to hear what the censor below said, how many people starved to death somewhere, and where taxes crushed the people...
The Minister of Household Affairs laughed: "Haha, with so much food, we can build roads, dams, and water conservancy... we will all have money, haha!"
Many people had their clothes covered with tears.
"My lord, my lord?" At this moment, someone suddenly shouted.
Everyone looked over and saw a pale-haired elder lying on the ground.
"What's wrong?" Everyone gathered around to check.
"Master Zhang, are you sick?"
"Where are the people from the Imperial Medical Bureau? Come and take a look!"
"No one from the Imperial Medical Office is here..."
Only then did everyone realize that the Imperial Medical Bureau was very busy and had no time to come out for the sake of the well-being of the nobles in the palace.
Someone said: "What do you call an imperial doctor? Isn't the young master the number one miracle doctor?"
Everyone suddenly thought that it was Fang Jue who saved Ye Xuanfeng's life when all the miracle doctors in the capital were helpless.
"Please young master, please save my father!" The old minister's son, who also served in the court, knelt down and said immediately.
Fang Jue hurriedly walked over, checked Mr. Ge's pulse, and opened his eyelids to take a look: "Mr. Zhang is fine, he was just too excited, which caused him to faint... Take him to a cool place, put cold water on his forehead, and feed him some sugar and salt water.
Can."
"Quick, everyone lend a hand and carry Mr. Zhang over." Fang Jue said to several officials around him.
"Come on, come on..." At this time, everyone no longer cared about the partisan fighting and gathered together.
A few people who didn't join in were a little upset.
He carried Mr. Zhang under the pergola, applied a cold compress and asked his son to get a cup of sugar and salt water.
After just two feedings, the old man woke up.
"What's wrong, old man?"
Master Zhang's son immediately knelt down and said, "Thank you so much, Master, for saving my life!"
"Sir Zhang, you are too polite. This is not a life-saving thing. It is not a problem..." Fang Jue did not take any credit, "I am the only doctor here, so naturally it is my turn to take action."
"Young Master is really of noble character." someone shouted.
Fang Jue waved his hands quickly, feeling embarrassed and funny. It was very helpful to be praised by others, but it was a bit unbearable to praise him in person.
It's not okay to be thin-skinned.
A farce made everyone nervous and calmed down the originally agitated mood.
But then, Yan Lanfeng shouted: "It's out, the statistics are out!"
From a distance, Yan Lanfeng shouted: "There are more than 5,600 kilograms in total!"
"Ha ha……"
…
On the wall of Jinling City, Xiao Pingsi looked longingly at the manor outside the city.
Finally he saw a horse galloping towards him.
The imperial guards immediately carried their horses over.
"Don't stop him, hurry up, I want to know the result!"
Mo Yuan gave a signal, and the imperial army immediately carried away the horse. The people on the horse got down, and after entering the city, they ran up the city wall.
He was also very excited.
"Your Majesty." He knelt in front of the emperor with a shovel, and the king could not hide his mood.
Xiao Pingsi pointed at him: "Have you weighed the yield per mu of other grains?"
Wang Book said: "Your Majesty, I would like to congratulate your Majesty and congratulate Daxia!"
"Oh, tell me quickly!" Xiao Pingsi said anxiously, why are you being polite to your uncle here?
"Your Majesty, the yield of potatoes per acre is more than 3,500 kilograms!"
"Your Majesty!" Mo Yuan was also shocked.
Recently, Mo Yuan has also been studying and gained a lot of knowledge related to Fang Jue.
He knew that the emperor liked Fang Jue, so he had to learn from his strengths, so Mo Yuan learned everything Fang Jue did.
Thirty-five hundred kilograms, this output is enough to scare people to death.
"Three thousand five hundred pounds, haha..." The emperor was about to laugh wildly, but was stunned for a moment, pointed to the king's book and asked, "Have you peeled it?"
Wang Book: "The young master said that after removing the mud, there are still 3,400 kilograms."
"Ha ha……"
"Also, the yield per mu of cassava has also been calculated."
"How much?" Mo Yuan asked for the emperor, and he also became interested in these things.
Wang Book raised his head and bowed excitedly: "Your Majesty, the yield of cassava per mu is as high as more than 5,600 kilograms!"
"Uh!" Xiao Pingsi burped and almost lost his breath.
Fortunately, Mo Yuan was by his side, and when he saw this, he immediately gave him a boost of energy and blood, and then he calmed down.
After coming back to his senses, Xiao Pingsi waved his hand to indicate that Mo Yuan was ready. At this time, the corners of his eyes were a little moist.
"Young Master...my Young Master..."
It was not only the emperor who had tears in his eyes, but also the surrounding sergeants whose families were engaged in farming. When they heard about this output, they immediately clenched their weapons in their hands.
"Your Majesty, I think Lord Fang deserves a reward!" Mo Yuan said seriously.
Wang Feng also echoed: "I also feel that the young master's contribution to the country will last forever!"
Food is not something that can be consumed at once, but can be passed on forever.
Everyone can imagine that in the future, Fang Jue's record in history will be even more profound than that of the emperor.
Moreover, such achievements, no matter how high they are, do not pose a threat to the emperor, and can further help the emperor consolidate his imperial power.
After all, the people are full, who wants to follow in the rebellion?
As long as the people don't do it, no one can change the government.
"call……"
Xiao Pingsi breathed out slowly and asked: "Where are the liangshu? Are there any liangshu?"
"Your Majesty, we haven't finished digging the jicama yet. There are too many of them and they are densely packed... Everyone is afraid of digging them, so be careful." Wang Bo replied.
"Yes, yes, yes...you should be careful. From now on, you will rely on these to make seeds, so you have to be careful."
Xiao Pingsi didn't know that sweet potatoes have seeds, and thought that like other types of potatoes, they needed fruits for planting.
"Then you investigate again and report again!"
"According to the decree."
Wang Book turned over and jumped directly onto the city wall, but he was so good at lightness that he landed firmly on the horse's back.
Under the watchful eyes of the emperor and Mo Yuan, he rode away.