"Little Bead, they won't suspect anything if you use a bag that doesn't exist in this world!"
[What's there to be afraid of? If the emperor asks, the master will just pass the buck to his merchant friends. Anyway, they won't be able to find me.] The system's voice was smug.
Yue Fuguang found it rather amusing to think about how she shook her head and knew nothing when asked.
As expected, Emperor Mingxi wasn't in a hurry to look at the contents of the bag. Well, he had just peeked at it and saw that it was golden inside, probably corn.
Instead, he asked about the bag, "Fu Guang, I've never seen this kind of bag before, nor can I tell what material it's made of. Have you heard your friend mention it?"
Yue Fuguang shook his head, feigning ignorance as he spoke, and asked in return, "Your Majesty, aren't all bags the same? Doesn't our Great Yan have these?"
Lu Qi and Yu Chongshan also came over. Lu Qi looked at it for a long time and said, "It's neither hemp nor silk. It feels even sturdier than the clothes I'm wearing."
Yu Chongshan touched the soft, breathable clothes he was wearing; they were made from several bolts of fine cotton cloth that his granddaughter had given to the family for the New Year.
It is said that the cloth is woven from the kind of cotton she wants to grow, and because of this cotton cloth, the adults in the family now care about that cotton field even more than Fu Guang.
Before the Lantern Festival was even over, the steward of the household led a group of people to clear the wasteland.
Yu Chongshan touched the bag; it wasn't the same kind of cotton cloth he was wearing. None of the materials they had ever seen matched the bags in front of them.
Emperor Mingxi instructed Wang Shouchun, who was standing behind him, "Minister Wang, tell the farmers at Hongnong Temple to be careful when opening the bags so as not to damage them."
They could use these bags to store some delicate seeds; he still remembered that the Divine Artifact Master said these things were insect-proof and moisture-proof.
After looking at the bag, the group turned their attention back to the grain seeds inside.
You grab a handful, I grab a handful, and we carefully examine the golden kernels of corn in our hands, using the sunlight streaming in through the window.
"Why do these seeds look bigger than the ones we ate last time?"
"Old Master Wang has a good eye. The corn we roasted last time was tender corn, which is best eaten fresh, whether roasted or boiled."
The starch in these bags is high in content and yield, making them ideal for grain production.
Upon hearing a new term, Wang Shoushen asked curiously, "What is this starch that the Junior Tutor mentioned?"
Yue Fuguang paused, realizing he had misspoke and used a modern term. He forced himself to say, "It's something found in corn, something we often find in rice and wheat."
The higher the content of this substance, the stronger the feeling of fullness after consuming it.
[Thank goodness you didn't say that starch is a natural, high-molecular-weight carbohydrate synthesized from plants, otherwise these people would be asking you what carbohydrates are again.]
After hearing this, everyone silently memorized the new term "carbohydrate," and some clever people even wondered if it was the same knowledge from biochemistry and physics that Little Fairy Lord had mentioned.
After corn, the next crop is sweet potatoes. Yue Fuguang chose two varieties for Emperor Mingxi this time. As for herself, she wants to try planting seven or eight varieties, mainly because they all taste good and it's hard to choose.
Looking at the list the system had given her, Yue Fuguang said to Emperor Mingxi, "Your Majesty, my friend has chosen two varieties this time."
She picked up a sweet potato that weighed almost half a pound and said, "This kind has red skin and white flesh. It also has a high starch content and high yield, but the texture is relatively dry."
He picked up a sweet potato that was two sizes smaller and said, "This kind has red skin and yellow flesh. It doesn't have as high a yield as the white-fleshed kind, but it tastes sweeter and has a softer, more glutinous texture."
If you're making sweet potato candy, the sugar yield will be even higher.
Sweet potatoes are a treasure trove of resources. They can be propagated by cuttings, the vines can be used to feed livestock, and even the waste from making sweet potato candy and noodles can be used to feed animals.
"Sweet potato leaves and stems are also a dish, and the waste materials you mentioned during famine years were also people's food."
Everyone listened with smiles as she explained everything, and learned that sweet potatoes could be made into vermicelli, although they didn't know what that was.
But since the divine artifact mentioned it along with sugar making, it must be something good.
They gazed eagerly at the shimmering moonlight; surely the little immortal would tell them.
After looking at the sweet potatoes, Wang Shoushen looked at the potatoes. Suddenly, he said, "Young Master, shouldn't we harvest the potatoes in the greenhouse? I see the leaves are turning a bit yellow."
Uh... Hearing Lord Wang ask, Yue Fuguang remembered that she still had several large vats of potatoes growing in her glass room!
Ever since he learned that the potatoes in the jars were high-yield potatoes, Yue Fuguang never had to worry about them again. Old Master Wang treated the jars of potatoes like emperors.
Come to think of it, she hadn't been to the greenhouse for almost a month and had almost forgotten about it.
Concealing her embarrassment, Yue Fuguang said with an air of confidence, "It's time to stop."
Wang Shoushen glanced at his emperor and tentatively asked, "Then shall I have the Imperial Observatory choose a date?"
What do you mean? You need to choose a day just to dig up a few vats of potatoes? And not only that, you have to consult the Imperial Observatory!
That's making a mountain out of a molehill!
What does the Imperial Observatory do? They are consulted for sacrifices, choosing auspicious dates for the emperor's birthday and the crown prince's wedding.
If you dig up a potato and go to the Imperial Observatory, aren't you afraid the emperor will object and the censors will impeach you?
Yue Fuguang glanced at Emperor Mingxi openly, then at Fengtang who was not far from her. Unexpectedly, the two of them nodded in agreement.
Judging from Yue Fuguang's expression, everyone knew what she was thinking. What might be nothing more than digging up a few potatoes for Xiaoxianjun was of great significance to their Dayan.
Emperor Mingxi glanced around at the people present. They were all his trusted ministers, so there was nothing to hide. In fact, if it weren't for saving face, he would have liked to play the victim in front of Yue Fuguang.
“Fu Guang, although the snow disaster last winter has passed, there are still many rumors circulating among the people. The people are ignorant, and many live in fear because they believe the rumors.”
Moonlight: Isn't the ignorance of the people the result of your generations of policies to keep them ignorant? And there are rumors that the snow disaster is a punishment sent down by heaven for the emperor's lack of virtue.
God: I am asleep, do not disturb!
Seeing that Yue Fuguang's expression was calm and that the Divine Artifact hadn't come out to scold him, Emperor Mingxi felt a little relieved and continued, "Therefore, we need some great news to boost the morale of the people."
As long as there is hope and good days are ahead, the people will not be in chaos. Once potatoes yielding thousands of kilograms per mu are produced, those with ulterior motives will no longer be able to slander him.
The prince also said, "Sweet potatoes and corn can only be harvested in autumn, so potatoes that are still alive and growing in pots are the best choice."
When these seeds in the warehouse are harvested, Dayan will hold a grand sacrificial ceremony to inform Heaven and Earth.
Yue Fuguang nodded. "Your Majesty and the other officials can arrange it as they see fit." It didn't matter to her; she wouldn't be doing the work herself, she would just be a mascot.
She's been feeling strange lately, both in her mind and body. She asked the system, but it couldn't figure it out either. She also tried contacting the main system, but there was no response.
Therefore, she was eager to complete the natural disaster mission, which was worth 180,000 points.
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