Before everyone even understood what a sweet potato was, the Crown Princess had already misled them.

King Peng spoke up: "Although we can try planting it everywhere, doesn't it require manpower and resources? The people work so hard, and if it doesn't work out in the end, who will take responsibility?"

Han Oumo was absolutely confident: "Impossible!"

Many people laughed.

She's either mentally unstable, or she's mentally unstable.

Not to be outdone, the Ministry of Revenue asked, "Are you sure this stuff is edible?"

Han Oumo angrily exclaimed, "They eat this all over the world!"

Huan Yue said, "Miss Han likes overseas so much, but looks down on my Great Zhao? Although you see that everyone in Great Zhao is starving and emaciated, unlike foreigners with red hair, blue eyes, white skin, and thick legs, you feel sorry for them and bring back good things. But actually, our Great Zhao is a peaceful and prosperous country, and the people are living quite well."

The crowd shouted in unison, "Your Majesty is wise!"

Even if that thing is good, it's really not that necessary.

Besides, is the food meant for ordinary people? Are the people inside this hall ordinary people?

How many people really care about this issue?

Does the Han family want credit?

Although some people wanted to interfere, they actually did not want anyone to steal the credit.

Han Oumo was furious and snapped at the Crown Princess, "Do you think you're so great?"

Huan Yue calmly replied, "Just talk about yourself, don't talk about me."

Zhu asked from behind, "Does the Han family not allow anyone to question what they are offering?"

Princess Yongmu said from below, "Miss Han probably really thinks that foreign countries are better than Great Zhao."

Huan Yue lamented, "Great Zhao is poor, Great Zhao is unworthy."