Chapter 153 Give it to Chen Nong Sweet Potato
Zhu Mingqing had lunch at the farm again before calling Chen Nong to his room.
His expression is mysterious.
Chen Nong was very curious, but very polite.
Zhu Mingqing hurriedly helped the man up and said, "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry to bother you. I called you over here because I wanted to give you this item to deal with."
Chen Nong sat down, stroked his gray beard, and looked at the small huanghuali box on the wooden table, which was locked with a padlock.
Could it be silver?
But you don't have to give it to him alone.
When the small box was opened, there were some red bumps inside, of different sizes, some with smooth surfaces, and some with pits and holes...
It looks like an unknown species.
Chen Nong picked it up, brushed off the dust on the surface, and then put it to his nose and sniffed it. It had a very special smell.
He asked, "What kind of food is this?"
Zhu Mingqing explained with a smile: "This is sweet potato, an imported product. If planted properly, it can yield a thousand kilograms per mu."
She spoke the last four words very slowly, like a bomb dropping on the other person's heart.
Chen Nong looked up with trembling lips, his eyes full of shock.
Zhu Mingqing nodded slightly. "That's true, but I haven't done much research on this plant, so I'll have to trouble Mr. Chen with the planting."
Chen Nong's eyes widened, tears glistening in them. "Thank you for your kindness, Madam. I will keep it a secret."
At that time, he had only developed a grain variety that could produce seven or eight dan per mu, and he was then recruited by the county magistrate.
If the outside world knew about sweet potatoes, the whole of Nanxia would be in a huge storm!
At this moment, Chen Nong finally realized the extent of Mrs. Zhu's trust in him.
He immediately asked, "Does anyone else know the wonderful uses of this item?"
Zhu Mingqing slowly shook his head. "Don't be overly nervous, Mr. Chen. I've already arranged guards around the manor. Something like what happened before won't happen to you again."
Chen Nong's hands were shaking as he held the sweet potato. He was afraid that it would be broken, so he quickly put it away.
"I'm so lucky to have encountered such a divine object in my lifetime. If it can help alleviate the suffering of the people, I will die without regrets. I am worried about you, my lady. Without strong support and dependence, how can you protect yourself?"
Zhu Mingqing was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "As for me, you don't have to worry about it. If I wasn't sure enough, I wouldn't have taken it out."
It takes time to truly mass-produce sweet potatoes.
She could be self-sufficient first, and the city was remote, so farming was not the focus of the nobles in the capital.
If they really want to conceal it, three to five years is not a problem at all.
The most important thing is that it is hard to say whether Nanxia will still exist in three to five years.
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After seeing Madam Zhu off from the farm, Chen Nong and his wife looked at each other. The former was excited, while the latter was worried because she had just taken over such a large farm and had no experience.
"What's with that expression?" Mrs. Chen quickly noticed that her husband's behavior was a little abnormal, with the corners of his mouth curling up from time to time.
I guess their family has encountered some happy events these days.
Chen Nong just smiled and said nothing, "Just focus on growing vegetables and don't delay Madam Zhu. You don't have to worry about me."
Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Madam Chen crossed her arms and snorted, "I have a farm to take care of now, so I don't have time to worry about you.
Hearing this, Chen Nong laughed and said, "Yes, yes, my lady will be very busy from now on, but you can't just ignore me!"
The two of them walked towards Zhuangzi, chatting and laughing.
On the carriage back to the city, Zhu Mingqing and Wen Baolu discussed buying a ranch.
In fact, I was attracted by the open space in Guancheng City.
But how to take it down without attracting attention requires some discussion.
"Oh, by the way, I've noticed there are quite a few fields around the village. If I get a chance to talk to the owner, it would be great if I could buy them."
Wen Baolu was surprised: "One thousand acres is not enough?"
Zhu Mingqing smiled faintly: "It's not enough. If there is vacant land in Guancheng in the future, I will buy it in your name first."
The two farms plus the surrounding fields are less than two thousand acres.
She had previously asked Wang Tongpan to handle the household registration for the refugees who came with Chen Nong.
But land reclamation cannot be completed in a short time.
I just happened to hire some people to farm, so the more food, the better.
Wen Baolu nodded slightly, then thought of the letter from the Xin family and said, "The Xin family wrote, asking to buy grain. Does Madam have any extra?"
Zhu Mingqing admired the scenery outside the carriage while speaking slowly, "When did I run out of food? Let's spread the word in the name of the Ming family. If you want to buy food, come directly to Youzhou City to pick it up."
Wen Baolu was surprised: "...Madam wants to develop in the capital?"
"The provincial capital is just a cover, and the border city is our base camp." Zhu Mingqing said.
The chassis must not be exposed until you have sufficient capabilities.
Moreover, there is Prince Huai’s Palace in the city.
Even if those people wanted to do something, it wouldn't be that easy.
As for whether Prince Huai's Mansion covets the Ming family's grain, although the Ming family has a certain reputation now, it is still a long way from the level of the prince's mansion.
That time has really come.
There is always a way when you reach the mountain.
"Baolu." Zhu Mingqing lowered the curtain and looked at the young man beside him. He found that he had been a little withdrawn recently. Where was the richest businessman in the world? How could he let her, a half-baked man who changed his career halfway, drag him away?
"Just go ahead boldly. If you have any questions, feel free to tell us. We're not afraid. At worst, Luo Huai will cover you!"
Zhu Mingqing was ruthless when it came to using his adopted son.
By then we will have an army, so what will we be afraid of?
Although the future rebel leader was still being tortured to death at home by Jiang Feng.
Wen Baolu actually had a lot of ideas in his mind, but on the one hand he was trapped by the environment in Guancheng, and on the other hand he was worried about the current situation of the Luo family.
What if it really makes people wary...
But the lady never seemed to worry about that.
Maybe I was just overthinking it?
"Well, I'll try my best," he said.
Zhu Mingqing patted his shoulder vigorously and said, "It's not about trying your best, but going all out. If you have any ideas, just tell me. As long as they're reasonable, we'll implement them."
Wen Baolu felt reassured and immediately said, "I have a plan for that ranch. If Madam really wants to buy it, just wait for my news."
Zhu Mingqing raised the corner of his mouth slightly, knowing that this guy was hiding his ability. Look, after this provocation, his ability came out.
"Okay, if you can get this done, I'll leave the ranch to you!"
Upon hearing this, Wen Baolu's face was filled with excitement.
This is a 3,000-acre ranch. Handing it all over to him is equivalent to indirectly controlling half of the economy of the city. Of course, this is under the condition that the ranch can be revitalized.
"I will definitely not let my wife down!" He said solemnly, "But it may take a while."
Zhu Mingqing smiled and said, "Good things take time!"
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