The temple secretary was also shocked and surprised.
He never expected that he would be involved in such a big event just because he came here to help the emperor set up a mill today.
I was panicked and excited at the same time.
Oh my God, will I be recorded in history because of this?
only……
Is this really so great?
After all, Si Cheng still had some doubts in his heart.
Of course, he didn't dare to express this doubt.
And after seeing the queen solemnly saluting the emperor, he hurriedly called his men and swiftly stepped aside.
At such a sacred moment, he dared not share the glory of the emperor and empress.
But the next second, the emperor scolded him back, "Hey, you whore, what are you running for? Come here and help me smash this pile. Do you think I should do this myself?"
“…”
Si Cheng was a little overwhelmed to react for a moment.
Seeing him still in a daze, Zhao Xin glared at him, "Why are you so stunned? Aren't you in charge of food at the Guanglu Temple? How can you learn if you don't come here? Do you think I have to do everything myself from now on?"
Then he took care of Li Yunqing and said, "Yunqing, come and help, you will be responsible for driving the donkey.
Queen, take this and mash them up and add them in here..."
Zhao Xin didn't care whether everyone was stunned or not, he just pointed and told everyone to work.
"Oh, okay... is that so?"
Su Qingyu agreed subconsciously.
But I felt a little confused, and always felt that it was different from what I expected.
Where is the greatness and holiness you promised?
You agreed to share it with me, why are so many people getting involved?
However, when I saw the pure white paste flowing out of the millstone, I couldn't help but open my eyes wide with curiosity.
I really want to know what this thing is.
Zhao Xin watched everyone busying around with a smile, and picked up a small but beautifully colored sweet potato and cut it into two pieces.
He stuffed a piece into his mouth and took a bite. At the same time, he walked over to Su Qingyu, who was concentrating on carefully adding mashed sweet potatoes to the grinder, and whispered in her ear with a smile: "Isn't it interesting?"
Su Qingyu subconsciously wanted to nod, but then she felt that such a great thing should not be described as interesting. She was about to speak, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt something was handed to her lips.
He lowered his eyes and saw that it was what he was adding to the grinding hole. He was startled, but then he heard the emperor's voice say again: "Bite."
Su Qingyu hesitated for a moment, then took a small bite. The next moment, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but light up again.
"How sweet, Your Majesty! What is this called?"
Su Qingyu asked in surprise while chewing gently.
"I call this sweet potato. It is the Jiahe that Li Yuanling presented to me."
Xin Zhao replied.
"sweet potato."
Su Qingyu repeated softly, then nodded slightly and said, "This thing is bright red, and the sweet potato is just right."
Then he asked, "Your Majesty, is this Jiahe the blessing that Your Majesty and Li Yuanling talked about, which will ensure that the people of Daqin will never suffer from hunger?"
Zhao Xin took the wooden spoon from her and stuffed the remaining half of the sweet potato into Su Qingyu's hand.
He bent down and scooped a spoonful of mashed sweet potatoes and poured it into the grinding hole.
Then he shook his head and said, "It is impossible to have no famine forever, but it is true that having this thing is a blessing for the people of my Great Qin.
The biggest advantage of this plant is its high yield, and it has low soil requirements. It can even be grown in mountainous areas, and the minimum yield per mu is 10 dan."
"Ten stones?"
Su Qingyu was shocked when she heard this and subconsciously glanced at the half sweet potato in her hand. Although she was not familiar with farming, she knew what ten stones meant.
In this era, the average crop yield per mu, even on the most fertile land, is only three dan, and most can only yield one or two dan.
What is the concept of ten stones?
"Your Majesty, if that's the case, we should save more seeds of this plant so that more people can grow it. How can we do that?"
She suddenly felt that the bite she had just taken was a sin.
"hehe……"
Zhao Xin chuckled, patted the back of her hand gently, and said, "Don't worry, there are seeds left."
"That……"
Su Qingyu was about to say something, but Zhao Xin held her wrist again and said, "Qingyu, this matter is not as simple as you think."
"Although this thing is good, the people can't wait any longer."
Zhao Xin added crushed sweet potatoes to the millstone and smiled bitterly.
“…”
Su Qingyu bit her lip, not knowing what to say.
Li Yunqing and the temple secretary beside him were also silent for a while.
After hearing the emperor's words, everyone had their own thoughts, but they were all a little solemn.
Zhao Xin continued slowly, "A few days ago, Huatian returned from Jizhou and told me that Jizhou has not seen any rain for three months since the spring. If it doesn't rain for another month or two, I'm afraid this year's summer grain harvest will be a failure.
And it’s not just Jizhou, the situation is similar all over the capital.”
"Qing Yu, in today's Great Qin, land annexation has reached an outrageous level. Nine out of ten lands are in the hands of aristocratic families and nobles.
These people not only controlled the land, but also hid most of the population.
In this situation, in good years the common people can barely get by, but in bad years, their only recourse is to rely on the aristocratic families for support, or to rebel."
The emperor called out Su Qingyu's name, but his expression was a little absent-minded, more like he was talking to himself.
As a result, Zhao Xin didn't even notice Liu Muzhi and others when they entered the garden.
Several people were originally going to greet him and Su Qingyu and report the results of his research.
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