Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Five: It's Like I've Never Seen the World
"Hurry up and lead the way! I want to take a look!" Fujiwara Kanaga felt his blood surge with excitement, and his heart seemed to break his vertebrae.
Not only him, but also the people in the separated family were so excited that they rushed towards the pile of potatoes like wild dogs.
They were so excited that they didn't even wait for orders from Li Wei or Qian Ji, as if they were crazy.
It didn't take long for them to see a miracle. It was a pile of potatoes that were so ugly that they were the same color as the soil, but they were as large as a mountain.
They looked around and saw an endless field of potato plants in the distance. Many fields were even beginning to turn yellow, and they were obviously ready for harvest.
"One stone...two stones...thirteen stones...fourteen stones! Hahahahahahaha! There really is fourteen stones per acre! A divine thing! This is a divine thing! God wants to revitalize the Fujiwara clan! Hahahaha!" Fujiwara
Kanaga almost went crazy after the confirmation.
Even though it is not actually less than fourteen stones, because the freshly pulled potatoes still have some roots and soil on them, this weight still contains water, and the real yield per mu is only thirteen stones.
But even so, the output has reached nine or even ten times that of coarse rice, which is enough to drive anyone crazy in this era.
Regardless of anyone's obstruction, Fujiwara Kanaga personally rushed to the land where part of the snow had not yet melted, stretched out his hand and pulled out a plant with force, revealing potatoes one after another.
In the cold wind, the huge potatoes were larger than the size of a fist. Even if they were only connected to the roots, there were as many as five or six. And because of his shoddy technique, several potato roots were broken and grew in the soil.
"This..." He ignored the filth on the ground and knelt directly in the field. He shouted loudly and violently pulled out the waistband from his waist.
"My lord, Mr. Jiang, don't do this, it won't be a disaster!" Someone immediately warned him fiercely.
Seeing Fujiwara Kanaga's appearance like this, everyone present thought that he might have gone crazy and wanted to commit seppuku.
As the knife fell, a potato covered in soil was cut open in his hand. He gnawed on the soil directly, with an expression on his face as if he was high.
"Let me remind you, potatoes are slightly toxic when eaten raw." Levi and Qianji slowly walked over and he reminded them.
Kanagawa Fujiwara yelled, and the potatoes that were still covered in soil froze there. It seemed that they could neither swallow them nor spit them out.
"It doesn't matter how you eat it. You can eat it boiled, stir-fried, roasted, stewed, or boiled, but it must be cooked. By the way, when the time comes, you can teach these people how to tell whether potatoes are good or not.
You can't eat it." After Levi finished speaking, he was about to leave.
The yield of potatoes is not ideal, so he may need to find artificial intelligence Yin Wa. Perhaps only this future AI can answer his questions.
High-yielding crops like potatoes actually damage the fertility of the land, so they need to be composted for more than half a year after planting before other crops can be planted.
However, the good thing about Kyoto is that there is a large river that runs through the entire city, and there is also a giant lake bordering it, which is even several times the size of Kyoto. In addition, all kinds of garbage in the entire land can be composted.
Therefore, soil fertility is not a big problem.
After Li Wei left, everyone present went crazy and started to share the newly dug potatoes in the soil-covered field.
For example, several people who had tasted potatoes before the Fujiwara branch had already started to make a fire on the spot with great interest, preparing to roast the potatoes directly on the spot.
The kind of sweet feeling that blooms in the mouth, they can't help but swallow their saliva just thinking about it.
The tenant farmers began to harvest the remaining potatoes. In fact, only a few acres of the first experimental fields could be harvested today, and large-scale potato harvesting would have to wait for more than half a month.
While the tenant farmers were still digging potatoes, this group of nobles from different families began to pick up dead branches everywhere without caring about any image, and lit a fire here.
Then one by one, regardless of appearance, they mixed the mud with it, wrapped it around the potatoes, and then put the potatoes into the fire.
This made people from other families look dumbfounded and didn't understand why these people from the Fujiwara branch were so weird at this time.
Naturally, the branch family will not care about the people of other families. More than two months have passed since the last time I tasted potatoes. During this time, I really have no time to think about food and drink.
Having been accustomed to eating millet and coarse rice all their lives, they had never understood why a certain crop could have its own sweetness.
When the potatoes covered in mud were taken out of the fire, the mud was peeled off, and the roasted potatoes were broken open, only those present understood why the Fujiwara family members were so excited.
The aroma exuded after the ultra-high amount of starch is cooked is the most basic desire engraved in everyone's DNA.
"Quick, quick, bring over the ground mustard and mix it with soy sauce and vinegar. I can't wait."
The people from the Fujiwara branch kept rubbing their hands, and the excitement in their eyes could not be concealed, as if they were gathering a crowd to get high.
The moment you peel off the skin, dip the potatoes in mustard and soy vinegar and put them in your mouth, the flavor of the spices combined with the two soft and glutinous sweetness explodes in your taste buds.
"Ah, it feels so good..."
If Levi saw the crazy looks on these people's faces, he would probably think, aren't they just potatoes? Is it necessary to look like high-end fans?
The other families were also stunned. After they cooked the roasted potatoes in the same way, even without any sauce, the sweet taste in their mouths made them understand why the Fujiwara family was so crazy.
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On the other side, Li Wei also came to Arashiyama Grand Shrine, took out a potato and analyzed it with Yin Wa.
"The yield is not ideal due to various circumstances, the soil is not fertile, the planting season is too early, and the weeding and insect control in the early and mid-term are not good enough, which leads to the reduction in yield." Yin Wa replied,
"But the main reason is the poor land."
"Is that really so?" Levi still lamented. High-yielding crops and chemical fertilizers are twins. No matter how effective the classical composting method is, it will be directly destroyed when faced with the dimensionality reduction attack of chemical fertilizers.
However, a yield of 1,500 kilograms per mu is enough to cope with the food crisis. It is even possible that Kyoto will experience a population explosion in the future.
Now that he has come, Li Wei also decided to practice in Lanshan until evening before going back.
Anyway, there is no one at home now, so Spider needs to go to the Ninja Village to take up the position of "Shadow", monitoring all the noble officials in Kyoto to ensure the integrity and efficiency of the officialdom under his system.
On the other hand, collecting all kinds of information, and even preparing to train other secret agents to sneak into the capital and other capitals.
Chiki was also dealing with government affairs in Kyoto, and soon after, a batch of potatoes that had just been harvested was sent to Fujiwara Prefecture.