Time Travel: After Seizing the Throne, I Lead the Ming Dynasty to Take Off

"Dad, are you finally done?"

Zhu Di appeared calm on the surface, but he felt like he was being scratched by a kitten inside.

Even though he was confused, he could see how much his father cared about these dozen ugly bumps, and his curiosity naturally reached its peak at this time.

What the hell is this!!

Zhu Yuanzhang finally heard his eldest son's voice at this time. He flicked the water on his hands, nodded and said with a smile: "Well, it's done. When the sweet potatoes and sweet potato vines start to take root and sprout, we can plant them in the yard."

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang finally returned to normal.

Zhu Di immediately asked, "Dad, is this something new you found? How come I've never heard of this so-called... 'sweet potato'?"

Zhu Di asked about this.

Zhu Yuanzhang immediately couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Hahahahahahahaha! Fourth Brother, this is not just some ordinary 'new stuff'! This is the good stuff! Let me tell you, this thing is edible!"

Now the second batch of sweet potatoes have been unearthed and can be used as seeds and seedlings. There is probably a large pile of them in the palace now, so there is no need to worry about any accidents. Zhu Yuanzhang had no intention of hiding it from Zhu Di anymore, so of course he was happy to share this good news with Zhu Di.

"It's not only sweet and soft, but also incredibly filling! The yield per mu..."

At this point, Zhu Yuanzhang's words suddenly got stuck.

For nothing else.

But he does not have the exact per-acre yield data yet.

Although I made an estimate based on my memory before, it was only a rough estimate.

So Zhu Yuanzhang immediately looked at Lu Wei, who was waiting on the side, and stretched out his hand to ask for it: "Quick! Give me the information sent by Yingtian Prefecture!"

As he spoke, his eyes were full of anticipation.

Lu Wei naturally didn't dare to delay anything. He quickly reached into his arms and took out the hot information he had just received not long ago. He bowed and handed it over with both hands: "Your Majesty, it's all here."

Zhu Yuanzhang did not hesitate at all.

He grabbed it and started flipping through it.

Zhu Di, observing this, followed Zhu Yuanzhang's words thoughtfully, accepting the novelty of "sweet potatoes" and finally grasping what they were: food, edible, and filling. As for the yield per mu... his father hadn't said anything yet, but judging by his excitement, it was likely to be quite high!

After realizing this, Zhu Di still didn't think it was a big deal.

If the Ming Dynasty could grow a new crop with a higher yield per mu, it would be a blessing for the Ming Dynasty. It would be a good thing for my father, and it would also be a good thing for me! In the future, when governing the Ming Dynasty, I would have more confidence and support, which would be a hundred benefits and no harm.

however.

When Zhu Yuanzhang got stuck on the question of "yield per mu," he immediately asked Lu Wei for intelligence from Yingtian Prefecture...

Zhu Di's heart skipped a beat and he missed a beat.

"Yingtian Prefecture? This new type of grain with a high yield per mu... Could it be that it wasn't obtained by my father's men, but... the work of Yingtian Prefecture!?" Zhu Di almost immediately came to a conclusion in his mind, and immediately felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave...

"The grain yield per acre is quite high, and it comes from the hands of that kid Zhu Yunhuan. How can he continue to reap the admiration and support of the people of the world?"

"What's the yield per acre of this thing?"

"Four hundred kilograms? Five hundred kilograms? ... Or six hundred kilograms?"

Suddenly, cold sweat began to break out on Zhu Di's back...

High-yield grain per mu is fast everywhere, with a hundred benefits and no harm. But if it comes from the hands of that kid Zhu Yunhuan, it will suddenly turn from a good thing into a bad thing!

As for the yield per mu, the higher the better.

But Zhu Di understood that the higher the per-acre yield data was... the more favorable it would be for Zhu Yunhuan's reputation! What was favorable to Zhu Yunhuan was disadvantageous to him!

Thoughts flow.

Zhu Di immediately understood the pros and cons of this matter. At the same time, he couldn't help but secretly hope that the number wouldn't be too large.