Zhu Yunwen said excitedly, "That's probably tens of thousands of catties. If we plant all of these as seeds, the potatoes and sweet potatoes that grow can be used as new seeds, multiplying the yield by dozens of times. In this way, within two or three years, the whole country will be able to meet the demand for sweet potato and potato seeds."

Upon hearing Zhu Yunwen's words, Zhu Yuanzhang asked:

"If that's the case, that's great. I just wonder how this stuff tastes? I hope it's not too hard to swallow. If it's meant to be eaten, then there won't be any problems."

Zhu Yunwen smiled, said nothing, picked up a few potatoes and sweet potatoes, and put the sweet potatoes directly into the coal-fired brazier next to him to roast.

They took a few potatoes directly to the imperial kitchen, peeled and shredded them, then stir-fried them and made a braised potato dish.

When the two dishes were placed on Zhu Yuanzhang's table, the sweet potatoes were already roasted.

The sweet aroma emanating from the sweet potatoes had already made the officials present snort.

They never expected that these sweet potatoes, which looked like clods of dirt, could emit such a sweet aroma.

He broke the sweet potato in half. The fully cooked sweet potato was soft, sticky, and steaming hot. Zhu Yuanzhang immediately took it, scooped out a spoonful, tasted it, and his eyes lit up as he said:

"Mmm, it smells so sweet, a special kind of sweetness, it tastes delicious. I've eaten many sweet things, but I never expected this to be so uniquely sweet."

Zhu Yunwen smiled without saying a word, and then handed the shredded potatoes and braised potato chunks to Zhu Yuanzhang. Zhu Yuanzhang picked up his chopsticks, took a bite, and praised them highly.

After eating potatoes and sweet potatoes, Zhu Yuanzhang said to Zhu Yunwen:

"If all the people in the world could harvest these two kinds of food, it would be a truly happy thing for them."