Daming: Grandpa Emperor, please get up and sit on my throne!

thought for a moment.

He put the sweet potato in his hand back into the bowl, and then couldn't wait to look through the information on the coffee table next to him. He found the information he had just received, picked it up, and read it carefully while thinking about it.

Lu Wei naturally had no idea what Zhu Yuanzhang was thinking or what he was looking for, but fortunately the storm had finally subsided, so he was happy to serve quietly by Zhu Yuanzhang's side, waiting for his instructions.

As Zhu Yuanzhang concentrated on reading and thinking, the air suddenly fell into silence, with only the occasional sound of pages turning.

The silence lasted for a long time.

The red charcoal in the charcoal basin made a very slight "crackling" sound. At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang finally raised his head with shining eyes.

He murmured with a slightly agitated expression: "The vegetable garden... the backyard of the Qianqing Palace... sweet potato vines... sweet potatoes... no, no..."

"We know what's wrong!"

"The number is wrong! Hahahahaha! The number is wrong!"

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at the expedited intelligence letter sent by Jiang Lin. After reading it over and over again many times, he finally discovered the secret!

"A sweet potato this big must weigh at least half a pound. The intelligence reports that those sweet potatoes soaked in rice vinegar and water must have at least two hundred of them! If each one weighs four or five ounces, how much do they weigh in total?"

After finding a clue, Zhu Yuanzhang stood up excitedly while muttering to himself and calculating in his mind, his eyes fixed on the sweet potato with a few bites on it on the coffee table.

The more he muttered, the more excited he became. He pointed at the sweet potato with his old, rough, and even spotted fingers. His breathing became extremely rapid, his chest heaving violently, his fingers trembling, and for a moment he seemed unable to speak: "This thing... this thing..."

He knew that the roots of these sweet potatoes were rare and hard to find. It was the little wolf cub who spared no effort to make the eunuch beside him search for many years before he finally found them! There were seven vines in total, three sweet potatoes!

After the little wolf cub made that "simple nutrient solution", several sprouts grew on a sweet potato. After the seven vines were soaked in sections, they also grew sprouts, and then were planted by the little wolf cub himself in the backyard of the Qianqing Palace.

That's all there is to the root of the "seed".

The total area of ​​land where the sweet potato vines are planted is only this big.

But now... I dug out so many sweet potatoes - they are edible, delicious, and as filling as rice!

If it could be converted into per-acre yield...

How many can there be! !?

Zhu Yuanzhang's mind raced furiously, pondering, like a revolving lantern, flashing back to those scenes that had baffled him the most—a few wilted vines; a few ordinary fruits; a wolf cub almost losing its composure; the young emperor who cared for and protected these vines as if they were his lifeblood; leaves sprouting one after another...

He stared at the broken sweet potato in front of him, which was still slightly hot, and his tears just dripped onto the ground...

on the ground.

It was like big tears falling to the ground and bursting into tears.

Zhu Yuanzhang himself stood there stiffly, his slightly cloudy eyes seemed to be glued to the fruit, perhaps he didn't even notice that he was crying.

"Hey! Your Majesty! What are you doing...?"

Lu Wei had never expected that the famous Hongwu Emperor could actually see a piece of information and look at a fruit, crying uncontrollably. He immediately panicked and was stunned.

He didn't understand the whole story, nor did he know what caused this situation. Naturally, he had no idea how to comfort them.

I was in a state of confusion for a while.

Zhu Yuanzhang finally moved. He raised his sleeves and wiped the tears from his face boldly. He said to Lu Wei in a trembling voice, "Give us an abacus." His voice was full of urgency.