"Young Master, can this plant really yield 10,000 catties per mu?"
In front of a green sweet potato field, Li Lizhi opened her red lips slightly, her face full of disbelief.
As for the little milk ball and Princess Chengyang.
As soon as I heard that sweet potatoes were edible, I stuck my little butt out and started digging at them with all my might.
"Here, the average yield of sweet potatoes per mu is around 6,000 kilograms. If the yield is high, it can indeed reach 10,000 kilograms."
Seeing Li Lizhi staring at him with burning eyes, Zhou Yu had no choice but to explain again.
When my parents were still alive, our family would grow sweet potatoes every year.
Therefore, Zhou Yu has some understanding of the planting methods and yields of sweet potatoes.
If the soil is fertile and irrigation is sufficient, it is very easy to produce eight or nine thousand kilograms per mu of land.
"Even if it only weighs six thousand pounds, it can still be called a divine object."
Li Lizhi was filled with joy, and her whole face turned red with excitement.
Zhou Yu, who was picking sweet potato stems and leaves, heard this and had to add: "As I said just now, this is the yield here."
"Could it be that the production of this product will decrease even after it arrives in the Tang Dynasty?"
Li Lizhi, who was full of joy, suddenly became nervous when she heard this.
"As the saying goes, oranges grown south of the Huai River are oranges, while oranges grown north of the Huai River are tangerines. There should still be a difference."
Zhou Yu didn't want Li Lizhi to be disappointed, so he spoke very conservatively.
However, after seeing Li Lizhi's nervous expression, he reluctantly added, "According to my estimation, if the environment is suitable and it is properly cared for, this thing should be able to produce two to three thousand kilograms per mu in the Tang Dynasty."
What Zhou Yu said was not groundless.
According to the older generation in the village, in the 1960s and 1970s, when chemical fertilizers were not yet popular, the yield of sweet potatoes per mu was about two to three thousand kilograms.
If this situation continues, as long as the environment is right and proper care is provided, the situation in the Tang Dynasty will not be much different.
Because one catty in the Tang Dynasty was not much different from one catty today.
So that little error was simply ignored by Zhou Yu.
"It would be good to have 2,000 kilograms."
After hearing Zhou Yu's explanation, Li Lizhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Today, the maximum grain yield per mu in the Tang Dynasty is only about 300 kilograms.
Even so, there are already signs of a prosperous era.
If he could bring sweet potatoes back to the Tang Dynasty, he believed that the population problem that had troubled Aye for a long time would be solved in no time.
By then, the people will be able to eat and dress warmly, and the country will have sufficient manpower. The prosperous era that Aye has always dreamed of will not be far away.
As soon as she thought of this, an uncontrollable smile suddenly broke out on Li Lizhi's face.
Seeing the little girl's expression, Zhou Yu felt a little reluctant to hit her.
But thinking about bringing the sweet potatoes back to the Tang Dynasty, after a moment's hesitation, she finally decided to tell the truth. "Compared to other crops, sweet potatoes have a high yield, which is a major advantage. However, sweet potatoes also have many disadvantages. For example, they are not very durable. Even if stored in a cellar, they can only keep for about half a year. In addition, eating too much sweet potato is difficult to digest, so they can't be eaten as a staple food."
Fearing that this would hurt Li Lizhi again, Zhou Yu simply listed all the shortcomings of sweet potatoes in one breath.
In fact, if stored properly, sweet potatoes can be stored in the cellar for a year.
However, this situation is only a minority after all.
Taking into account the actual situation of the Tang Dynasty, Zhou Yu finally gave a compromise figure of half a year.
"It doesn't matter if they can't store well. People can just eat the sweet potatoes first. As for indigestion, sweet potatoes are still edible, and they're better than the Guanyin soil that can kill people."
Li Lizhi was originally quite disappointed when she heard that sweet potatoes had so many shortcomings.
But when you think about the per-acre yield of sweet potatoes, these shortcomings suddenly seem less important.
After all, this is something that can save lives, how could the people be picky!
After figuring out the key point, Li Lizhi bowed solemnly to Zhou Yu and said, "Young Master, your kindness is truly unforgettable. I will report this to Father upon my return. Even if Young Master wishes to become a king of a different surname in the Tang Dynasty, I believe Father will certainly agree."
"Little Neng-jun, we dug it out."
Just when Li Lizhi made a solemn promise to Zhou Yu, the little girl who was originally sticking her butt out to dig sweet potatoes suddenly shouted excitedly.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yu no longer cared about Li Lizhi and immediately ran towards the little person.
When he came to the little girl, he saw that she really had a sweet potato in her palm, as thick as an adult's thumb. So he quickly encouraged her with a doting look on his face: "Sizi, Chengyang, you are really great. I will steam some sweet potatoes for you when we get home later."
"Thank you, Brother Zhou Yu."
When Princess Chengyang heard that Zhou Yu wanted to steam sweet potatoes, she hurriedly expressed her gratitude, sweating profusely.
But before she could finish her words, the little kid with muddy hands stuffed the sweet potato into his mouth.
Seeing this, Zhou Yu was stunned at first, then he hurried forward and pried open the little baby's mouth.
Seeing the little person's mouth full of dirt and a row of teeth marks on the sweet potato, Zhou Yu rubbed her little head with a mixture of laughter and tears, "Mingda, what are you doing?"
"Puff puff puff, I want to try it first~"
The little milk dumpling spoke so confidently.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yu couldn't help but burst into laughter.
This little kid is really a little foodie.
After cleaning the dirt off the little girl's mouth and wiping the hands of the two little princesses, Zhou Yu looked at Li Lizhi again.
Seeing the other party still looking respectful, Zhou Yu could not help but wave his hand and said, "No need for rewards. I am not from the Tang Dynasty, nor do I plan to stay there for long. As for that so-called king of a different surname, it means nothing to me. If your father really wants to reward you, then give it all to Sizi. After all, without her, I would have no connection with the Tang Dynasty."
"Give them all to Sizi?"
Li Lizhi was shocked and almost thought she had heard it wrong.
His own Ayeke is the Heavenly Khan.
If Zhou Yu became a king of a different surname, he would be second only to the emperor and above everyone else.
Such an opportunity to be remembered forever, and you just gave it up without even blinking an eye?
Seeing Li Lizhi's face full of disbelief, Zhou Yu had no choice but to explain, "Perhaps you don't know yet, but the dozen or so boxes of return gifts you brought today are enough to keep me well-fed and well-clothed for several lifetimes."
"When my parents were alive, they worked hard every day to make money, just to make life a little better."
"But after an accident, all their efforts came to nothing."
"Ever since they left, I've understood a truth: in this life, only by being content can one achieve long-term happiness."
"Your title is Changle. I believe your father also hopes that you can be happy forever."
"So, children should stop worrying about adult matters."
"Look at Sizi, he's so carefree all day long. That's what it means to be free and easy."
At the end of his speech, Zhou Yu even reached out and rubbed her head.
In just a moment, Li Lizhi's cheeks turned red.
It was not until a long while later that she lowered her head and murmured, "I'm getting married next year. I'm no longer a child."
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