"Li Dongzhu, can I … ask you something?"
A commoner tasted the sweet potato and stopped eating it. He was prepared to take it home with a cautious look on his face.
"Ask!" Li Yi didn't want to talk to Zai Fu. If Zai Fu asked that, he would reply, "No!"
"Sweet potatoes are delicious. Can we plant carrots and onions in the future?" The commoner looked very nervous.
"The seeds I brought back from overseas. When we have enough seeds, we will let you plant them." Li Yi nodded.
"That's great. Li Dongzhu, how many sweet potatoes can be produced in one mu?" The commoner asked about the yield.
"Sigh!" Li Yi sighed, "The current technology is not good enough. One mu can only produce about twenty stones."
"Poof!" The roasted sweet potato fell to the ground.
"How much?" A few people asked at the same time. They wanted to know if they had heard wrongly.
They thought that roasted sweet potatoes could be eaten as rice. 20 stones per mu? That was a few thousand catties? How could it be so much?
"Don't worry, we are working hard to cultivate them. Who knows, we might be able to produce 40 stones per mu in the future."
Li Yi promised with a sincere look on his face. They were working hard to feed everyone.
"When can we plant them? Li Dongzhu, I want to buy seeds. Can I plant one mu of seeds with one shovel of money? "
"Li Dongzhu, my land is good. You can ask someone to plant the seeds and leave some for me."
"Dongzhu, I will use half of my land to exchange for seeds."
"Dongzhu, I have a daughter."
"You have a daughter? Didn't you just give birth to a son? "
"Do you believe that if you give birth to another daughter, it will be a daughter?"
The commoners all spoke out. They wanted to plant sweet potatoes.
Ten coins per catty. Once they bought a bunch of sweet potatoes, their breathing quickened. One mu of land could produce more than 2000 catties. If they were roasted and sold, they would be able to earn more than 20,000 dollars.
If they chose a good land, fertilized it, and found someone to look after it carefully, they might be able to earn 30,000 to 40,000 dollars per mu.
How were they planting sweet potatoes? They were clearly golden melons.
Li Yi smiled as he listened. He had achieved his goal. If he gave the commoners seeds, they would be suspicious. If he let the commoners ask for the seeds themselves, it would be very easy to promote.
Even if they realized that one catty could not be sold for more than ten yuan, it would still be considered a large amount of food.
If people couldn't finish it, it wouldn't be easy to preserve it, and it wouldn't be easy to sell, so it would be fed to livestock.
In fact, the Vermicelli Workshop only needed to collect them and produce large amounts of sweet potato vermicelli and sweet potato starch.
"Everyone, stop arguing. You, Li Dongzhu, say something."
Someone shouted loudly when he saw that the group of people was useless.
The surroundings quieted down, waiting for Li Yi to speak.
Li Yi took the loudspeaker and said, "Starting from next year, sweet potatoes will be planted in some of the good areas. Except for the small sweet potatoes that don't look good, the rest will be purchased by the imperial court as seeds to be planted in other places of the Tang dynasty.
Our Henan Prefecture is one of the seed production bases. After the New Year, it will be written in the newspaper. Choose a piece of land for planting and discuss with someone who has the title deed. "
Li Yi told him the plan. Next year, they would still get seeds, but they could eat less.
He believed that the commoners would understand that they couldn't eat the seeds.
"Alright, Li Dongzhu sweet potatoes … How many batches can you plant in a year?" the commoner shouted again.
Li Yi: "…"
Can you not interrupt like that? What do you mean by Li Dongzhu sweet potatoes? You're the sweet potato! You're the sweet potato!
"It's about the same as other crops. One batch in the north and two in the south."
Li Yi cursed inwardly, but he still had to answer.
"Li Dongzhu sweet potatoes … How many seeds do you need for one mu of land?" the man continued to ask.
Li Yi took a deep breath, "We generally use thirty-eight to forty catties of seeds for one mu of land. One mu of land is 540 square meters, so one catty is 640 grams."
Li Yi calculated as he spoke. One mu of land used to plant sweet potato seedlings was about thirty kilograms, or sixty catties, or 500 grams per catty.
In the Tang dynasty, one mu of land was small, but one catty was large. After conversion, it was thirty-eight catties, or 640 grams per catty.
Li Yi checked the information. He had to do the conversion himself. Otherwise, it would be a waste and a scam.
The commoners trusted the Li Family Zhuangzi. If there were more seeds, the commoners would eat less.
Furthermore, if there were more mineral fertilizers, it would cause damage to the land.
The information stated that one mu of land should use two hundred catties of phosphate fertilizer, so he directly copied it.
In the end, the large amount of phosphate fertilizer used exceeded the quota by 0.58 times, which was equivalent to more than three hundred and ten catties of phosphate fertilizer per mu of land.
Not only did they spend more money, but the effect was also reduced.
"Li Dongzhu sweet potatoes … Do they need to be watered?" The man still had a question.
Li Yi had already calmed down, "The amount of water to be watered depends on the lack of water in the land. If there's a lot of rain, it'll have to be drained. The newspapers will write about it."
"The newspapers will write about it? If I'd known, I wouldn't have asked. "
The man who asked regretted it. It seemed that speaking more would be a loss to him. This was what the saying meant.
Li Yi glanced at him and considered whether or not he should ask the drone to keep an eye on him. Then, he would beat him up at night and put him in a sack.
As they spoke, another batch of sweet potatoes was roasted. It wasn't like when they were sold normally.
The roasted sweet potatoes here were sold one batch at a time. They tried their best to choose the same size and cook them together.
"I'll buy a thousand catties." Someone came over and threw a stack of money into the money box. In the end, when the wind blew the snow, the exchange coupons were blown to the ground.
The surroundings were quiet. Everyone looked at him.
He shuddered, for someone had drawn a bow and pointed it at him, and nocked an arrow.
As if they had sensed their master's thoughts, at least twenty mountain guard dogs next to him lowered their bodies and stared at him without making a sound.
"Okay!" Li Yi said as he stepped forward and picked up the falling coupons. He wiped the snow on his clothes and put it in his pocket.
Behind him, someone brought a new white coat for him to change into and washed his hands with medical alcohol.
"I … I …" The man's reaction was slow. He wanted to pick up the coupons, but he was too scared to keep up.
Li Yi picked up a sweet potato and weighed it, "It's exactly a thousand catties. Come over and see if it's enough."
"It's enough. I don't need to look at the scale to know that it's too much. Li Dongzhu's hand that weighed it was raised high. Thank you, Li Dongzhu. "
The man nodded vigorously. There was nothing wrong with it. It was too much.
Because the person who collected the money was Princess Yongmu. Should he throw the money on the ground and ask Princess Yongmu to pick it up? Should he throw a bone for Her Majesty to eat?
"Here, it's wrapped up!" Li Yi wrapped it in a piece of paper and handed it over.
The man took it and walked back with his head down. His body was probably too hot and melted the snow. There was water around his legs.
The people who came with him looked at each other and left.
"Someone go and tell him to bring a few roasted sweet potatoes. Each person has to eat one." Princess Yongmu ordered.
The man was probably used to throwing money and stuffing it when he had money. In the end, he forgot who he was dealing with.
If he didn't tell him, the man would probably be buried in a few days. He would scare himself to death.
Li Yi continued to weigh the sweet potatoes, "It's exactly half a catty!"
"Thank you, Brother Dongzhu. I will study hard in the future."
The boy who used the Progress Award coupon took the two catties of sweet potatoes and promised Li Yi.
He looked at Xia Yaohua, who was sitting next to him, and nodded. He turned around and jogged away.
The clothes he was wearing were not bad, which proved that his family's financial situation was good. He was rewarded for his improvement in the exam. In the end, he was rewarded again.
He was embarrassed. His prize was the Progress Award. The other people's prizes had not only poems but also plum blossoms.
They were all one-cent coupons. The difference was obvious.
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