The shredded potato and vegetable tray was crispy at the beginning and soft and glutinous on the inside. Zheng Yeheng suddenly looked at Wang Yi.
Fresh and delicious, really tasty.
Zheng Yeheng was enjoying Wang Yi's food service and felt very happy. Moreover, he had not expected that potatoes could be cooked in various ways and taste even better than meat without meat.
"Is it fair to exchange one pound of cheap grain for five pounds of potatoes?"
"How much?"
"Today's harvest is good. Two acres of land have produced nine thousand kilograms."
"What's the point of producing grain from just two mu of land? Wait, what did you say? Over 4,000 kilograms per mu?"
Zheng Yeheng dropped his chopsticks and looked at Wang Yi in surprise. The expression on his face was as funny as it could be.
"Don't believe it?"
"I don't believe it!"
"I'll show you after dinner."
Before Wang Yi finished speaking, he saw Xu Deqing walking towards their table under the guidance of Hong Jiu.
As soon as he sat down, Xu Deqing rolled his eyes at Wang Yi. "In this age of hunger, you're still killing cattle for food. As expected, this witch just doesn't understand the ways of the world!"
"General Xu! Don't be so reckless." Zheng Yeheng kicked him hard, but failed to move.
"The cow is already dead, are you going to eat it?" Wang Yi ate a few bites and was full, glaring at him angrily. No wonder Xu Deqing was the first to leave after Zheng Yeheng's death. Who could stand working with him, that rotten mouth?
Xu Deqing's throat was churning, his saliva almost flowing out. He picked up the chopsticks and started to pick up the food: "This poor cow has come to my five internal organs to pay for the sins of the witch. I have no choice but to accept it!"
"It smells so good! Prince, you should try some too. This beef is still the best."
"Hey, what is this? I've never seen it before, it smells so good!"
Xu Deqing picked up two pieces of potatoes with his chopsticks and started eating non-stop.
The taste of the stewed beef makes one's tongue salivate, and the soft texture, which is completely different from beef, immediately caught Xu Deqing's taste buds.
"Eat slowly, I haven't finished yet!"
Wang Yi watched them devour the potatoes on the table like whirlwind. Xu Deqing then burped and asked, "What is this? It's delicious! I'm so full!"
"Do you think this can be used as military rations?" Zheng Yeheng asked.
"Of course it can be used. But it's a bit troublesome to store, as it's big and heavy," said Xu Deqing.
"You can steam it, grind it into powder, and mix it with flour to make dry cakes."
"...Then it depends on the price. If it's cheaper than flour, I could use it as a substitute for black flour."
When asked about the price, Zheng Yeheng said, "One pound of black flour can be exchanged for five pounds of potatoes."
"What? Ten copper coins per pound? What kind of food can be sold so cheaply at this time? There's no such price at all!"
Xu Deqing stood up in shock, his eyes wide open, looking at Wang Yi and then at Zheng Yeheng.
"Is what the prince said true?"
Wang Yi stood up and brushed off the dust on his body. "Come on, I'll take you two to see it. Otherwise, you won't believe it."
Zheng Yeheng couldn't wait any longer, and the three of them came to the area surrounded by tents in the night.
Here, there are two small hills, covered by Li Shenggen with potato and sweet potato vines, so outsiders cannot tell how much is inside.
"Rooting, why are you still here?"
Her good son is still guarding the output of these five acres of land as if in a dream.
"Mother! Prince, you are here!"
Li Shenggen rubbed his cheeks. He had been smiling all afternoon and now his face felt sore.
"I'm worried about the food, and it always feels unreal, so I want to come out and watch. Staring at it makes me feel at ease." He has been farming for so many years, but he has never seen such a high yield from an acre of land. When he closes his eyes, all he sees are his potatoes and sweet potatoes. He is afraid that they will be stolen by others, so he has been guarding here since he came back and has not left even for meals.
Xu Deqing rolled his eyes. Look at the hopeless looks of these farmers. It's just two piles of grain. Their logistics reserves are more than these two mountains.
"Four acres of land! Four acres of land actually produced two mountains. Mom, how can the harvest be so huge? I want to cut them open one by one to see if it's true."
Li Shenggen kept muttering to Wang Yi. He was so excited that he couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned, and all he could see were two mountains of potatoes.
"Mom, I asked Juanhua to roast some sweet potatoes. You and the prince should have some later. They're delicious when they're freshly dug."
Wang Yi quickly interrupted him, "Shenggen, this is General Xu Deqing of the Dingyuan Army. Lift the covers a little and show the grain to the general. He might buy it all."
Selling? That's a big deal.
Although potatoes and sweet potatoes are good food, they are not easy to store and will spoil after a few months. It would be great if they could be exchanged for silver.
Li Shenggen responded quickly and lifted the covered seedlings.
Xu Deqing was feeling superior in terms of military supplies when he was stunned when he heard that two mountains were produced in the four-acre land.
"Wait, you said four acres? Not forty acres?"
How can four acres of land produce so many things?
Is the output so large?
He had heard that an acre of land could only produce one stone of grain. Potatoes seemed to have more water than rice, so at most they could only produce three stones.
There is no way that there can be so much grain with only a dozen stones.
"Yes. The yield per mu is more than 4,000 kilograms." Li Shenggen said it again, with the corners of his mouth raised to the back of his teeth.
The yield per mu is 4,000 kilograms. He is happy every time he talks about it. He doesn’t know how many times he has been happy today.
Xu Deqing stumbled over, reached out and pulled apart the potato vines on the surface, revealing the round, golden potatoes inside.
"So much, so much... What is this, a red potato? Can I eat it?"
Just at this moment, Wang Juanhua arrived.
She brought a pot of sweet potatoes that had been roasted over the campfire.
"Mother, Prince, Master, come and eat some while it's hot. I just baked it and it's already oozing sugar."
Xu Deqing had already smelled the fragrance. The beef stew with potatoes in his stomach seemed to have formed a layer in his stomach, and now it began to rumble again.
Who can resist freshly baked sweet potatoes?
Regardless of the heat, Xu Deqing grabbed one and broke it open to eat. It was sweet, soft, fragrant and sticky, and the sweet potato flavor, which was much sweeter and more fragrant than potatoes, only hit the back of his head.
"Delicious, delicious, delicious! Is the production of such a delicacy also as large as it is?"
Wang Yi nodded: "About the same."
Zheng Yeheng had already eaten roasted sweet potatoes before. He stepped forward and kicked Xu Deqing: "You look useless. Eat quickly so that you can discuss business with the farm after you finish eating."
Xu Deqing whimpered in panic, nodded, and smiled foolishly.
After finishing the sweet potato in his hand, he suddenly came to Wang Yi like a coal ball blooming:
"The head of the farm, goddess, savior, let's talk about buying food!"
No one knew Zheng Yeheng's financial difficulties better than him.
Without the support of the princess's family, they would probably starve to death even if they tried their best.
These potatoes and sweet potatoes brought hope of survival to his army.
Wang Yi pursed her lips and smiled.
"Look at what you said. I am a witch and I must be killed as a sacrifice."
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