Early the next morning, invitations were released from Wang Huai's hands.

Whether it is in Shuofang or not, as long as the aristocratic family he could think of, he would not care whether it came or not.

Although Xi Yunfei gave the right to grant potato seedlings to himself, Wang Huai knew that this was a gift and a test.

How to win over these aristocratic families as much as possible and make them loyal fans of Xi Yunfei is an important issue that he should consider, rather than taking the opportunity to build momentum for himself. If he really does this, he will narrow the road.

Of course, as the eldest grandson of the Wang family in Taiyuan, Wang Huai did not forget to notify his father, nor did he forget to notify his mother's family to get a share of the pie.

Food is the most important thing for people. If a family wants to become bigger and stronger, it is very important to win over more people's hearts. In this era of hunger and fullness, nothing is more practical than eating.

Don’t look at Shuofang who is well-fed and well-fed. This is just a Taoyuan Township created by Xi Yunfei personally.

Now more than 80% of the population of the Tang Dynasty are still in a state of hunger and cold. You should know that when Wei Zheng was taking care of Xiagou Village, they were still short of food and clothing, let alone those oppressed poor people...

Wang Huai did not keep it in a silence, and he did not dare to exaggerate it too much.

But when the heads and clans of these aristocratic families saw the average per mu of potato yield, they all showed a shocked expression as expected.

During this period, we have seen too many miracles in Shuofang, but the quality and output of steel can improve their understanding. The quality and output of salt have leaps forward, and they can also grit their teeth and say, "You are a real bullshit."

But what you say is the thing that grows in the soil can increase production just by increasing production?

You should know that the crop with the highest yield in the Tang Dynasty is the rice in Jiangnan. According to the imperial court, the highest yield is 1,120 kilograms per mu, which is converted into stone, which is just over ten stones.

The wheat in the north is slightly worse, with a yield of basically six or seven hundred kilograms per mu, and in fact it is at most seven or eight shi.

But you should just give a potato with a yield of 50 stones per mu and an average yield of 5,000 kilograms per mu?

It's been several times more!

If this is true, it is equivalent to the land that could support 10,000 people in the past. Now, it can support 50,000 people by sowing at one time!

Taiyuan Wang Family, Shuofang Villa.

Wang Shou sat on his head, frowning deeply.

"Dalang's move made me, the father-in-law, unable to resist."

Wang Shou sighed heavily, and the heads and managers of the next few families were discussing Tudou's affairs.

Several of them were close to Wang Pei, or were simply the managers who supported Wang Pei, who were even more worried.

An old man with crane hair and chicken skin in the lower left tapped the ground with a crutch to attract everyone's attention.

"Ahem, I shouldn't have been worried about this matter, but you are so timid. What's the point of producing 5,000 kilograms of grain per mu? What else is there to be something worth your hesitation?"

Seeing the old man getting angry, Wang Shou hurriedly stood up and said, "Uncle Second, this matter is not accurate yet. Don't be angry."

"How can I not be angry?" The old man knocked on the floor with a crutch: "It's not that I, the old man, like to get involved, but this is obviously the benefit that Huai'er has fought for the family. But when he comes to you, he is just like he is suspicious. Don't forget that Huai'er is also the legitimate son and grandson of my Wang family. For all your little thoughts, don't think I don't know. I advise you to collect it."

Except for a few people present, most of the managers showed contempt. Wang Pei, who was sitting opposite the old man, had been closing his eyes to rest, but he couldn't help but open his eyes at this time.

"Haha, what kind of anger is the second uncle? Dalang is the first to think of his own family when he has a good thing. This is his duty and obligation as a member of the Wang family. Besides, whether the yield of this potato is so high or is it a suspense. You are always so anxious to excuse him, I'm afraid it's a bias..."

The old man frowned when he heard this and looked at Wang Pei, wanting to defend Wang Huai for a few words, but Wang Shou, who was on the head, hurriedly interrupted.

"Okay, okay, don't say anything. Let you come here to discuss the important matters of the tribe. Let's discuss the matter about Tudou later, and report any other matters first."

The old man glared at Wang Pei on the opposite side in anger, but he couldn't expect her to turn her head and urge him directly to Wang Shou: "Since you want to talk about serious matters, let's talk about the result of Pei Rong's beating. The state has national laws and family rules. It is a fact that Wang Huai is disrespectful to his elders. Shouldn't the master give an explanation?"

"This..." Wang Shou was really angry with his second wife, and always liked to keep a close eye on something.

Just when Wang Shou was speechless, the old man suddenly burst out with a hearty laugh, and then said with disdain: "It's really a big joke. When will my Wang family members not even teach a lesson? Not to mention breaking their hands and feet, what can I do if she is disrespectful to Huai'er and kill him directly?"

"You!" Wang Pei stood up in anger.

The old man turned his head and looked at the ceiling, sneering.

Wang Shou, who was on the first seat, covered his face with one hand, it seemed that he had to waste so much today...

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On the second day of June, in Chang'an, the Tang Dynasty, outside Xuanwu Gate in the northern suburbs of the imperial city.

This was the location of the Daming Palace in Chang'an later, but it is still a vast field. The Daming Palace will not start building until Li Shimin became rich in the eighth year of Zhenguan.

The weather is clear and the sky is clear. The warm sun in the sky is carrying the breeze and spreading the earth, blowing red fruits and bringing a good harvest.

Compared to the potato garden that Shuofang could not see at first sight, the only two acres of land in front of Li Shimin seemed a little thinner.

"Fu Qing, are you sure the potato is ripe?"

Next to Li Shimin was an old man in his seventies, with his hair falling like white snow. The old man casually tied his bun with only a vine. Under his rolled-up sleeve was a thick arm covered with blue veins, and he held a hoe in his hand. Such an image was incompatible with his scarlet official robe.

Hearing Li Shimin's question, Fu Yi, who was in charge of the Yuanyuan Supervisor, nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, according to General Cheng's instructions, I planted three large vats at home. I dug them every ten days within the past fifteen days. The potatoes dug out in the last vat of yesterday are consistent with the finished product described."

Li Shimin was overjoyed when he heard this, looked at Fu Yi with gratitude, turned his head and shouted to the twenty peasant representatives selected from the people behind him, "It took four months to go, and my auspiciousness in the Tang Dynasty has matured. I want to have fun with the people today. You are all first-class farmers in the Tang Dynasty and the first representatives to come into contact with auspiciousness..."

Li Shimin whispered for more than half an hour. In general, he wanted to build momentum for himself. The rumors about him among the people were very unfriendly. Li Shimin felt bitter, but on the surface he had to pretend to be innocent.

This time, harvesting potatoes is a good opportunity. If he could find strange things for the Tang Dynasty and fill the belly of the people of the Tang Dynasty during his reign, then such achievements would be harvested in a minute without deliberate expression.

Moreover, Li Shimin, who has read history books, knows that one of the fundamental reasons for the chaos in the world is that the people cannot eat enough and wear warmth. If they can solve this fundamental problem by themselves... then my Tang Dynasty will be stable!
Chapter completed!