Ye Yun, who was watching from afar, did not laugh at them when he saw this scene, but felt admiration, because at this moment, they were really happy about the yield of potatoes, because they understood that with this thing, in a few years, the entire Tang Dynasty would not have famine, and those tragedies on earth that would eat by changing their children would not happen again.

More than an hour later, with the efforts of the monarchs and ministers of the Tang Dynasty, all the potatoes were dug out and weighed. When the Minister of Revenue obtained the exact number of potato production, he almost fainted by the number because it clearly stated that there were eighty-six stones and eight dou (ten dou is one dou).

What is this concept? This is equivalent to the yield per mu of more than 8,600 kilograms, which is more than 86 times their original output. In their opinion, it is even more unbelievable than the sudden destruction of Xiling.

"Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, are you sure you are not doing it wrong?" Li Zhongyi asked with his hands trembling with his hands as he took the note handed by the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

The Minister of Revenue was so excited that his whole body was trembling, and he said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, in order to confirm whether it is accurate, I have repeated weighing it three times, this is the least one."

Hearing the confirmation of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Li Zhongyi could no longer hold it back. He grabbed the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue on the shoulders, and said loudly with red eyes: "Are you sure? This is a major event that has been related to the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty throughout the ages."

The Minister of Revenue was grabbed by Li Zhongyi on his shoulders but he didn't care at all. He said excitedly: "I am willing to use the head to guarantee it, there is absolutely nothing wrong."

When Li Zhongyi heard the words of the Minister of Revenue, he suddenly let go of him and smiled excitedly. As he smiled, tears came out. However, these tears were not because of sadness, but because of joy. He was so happy that with this thing, he was one step closer to the position of the Emperor of the Eternal Emperor.

After laughing for a long time, Li Zhongyi came to his senses, picked up a potato and stroked it carefully, and ordered: "Call the imperial chef immediately and let the imperial chef try how to cook this potato. If it is true as Mr. Ye said, my Tang Dynasty will no longer have any worries about famine."

As soon as Li Zhongyi finished speaking, a soldier ran to him from a distance and knelt down, took out a note from his arms and handed it to Li Zhongyi and said, "This is what Baron Ye asked the young master to hand it over to the emperor, saying it was the method of storing and cooking new grain."

When Li Zhongyi heard the soldiers' words, he immediately snatched the notes from the soldiers' hands and opened them. He quickly browsed them, and then handed the notes to the Minister of Revenue. He walked out with two or three potatoes in his arms. He couldn't wait to taste the new grain.

More than ten minutes later, an attractive fragrance wafted out of the farm, and among these fragrances, the fragrance wafted out of Ye Yun's residence was the most intense and distant. Even Li Zhongyi, who was sitting next to the fire, was peeling the roasted potatoes, couldn't help but turn his eyes to where Ye Yun was.

In fact, Ye Yun didn't do anything. He just made a beef stew with potatoes, then fried potato slices with pork belly, then boiled a few tender corn in white water, and stewed a corn beef bone soup.

Of course, Ye Yun is not the kind of person who eats alone, so he gave some beef, potatoes and the like to the butler and asked them to make them by themselves. The butler and the others had eaten these things once or twice before, so they still knew how to make them.

An hour later, Ye Yun was walking around the farm with a toothpick in his mouth. He was about to wait for the butler and others to load the goods into the truck. At this time, there were already many soldiers who were full and drunk in the farmland trying hard to harvest the "new grain".

Ye Yun glanced around a little and found that everywhere he went, he could say it was full of compliments. A few of them even called him Marquis Ye directly. Ye Yun asked after asking, he realized that Li Zhongyi had just changed his words to Marquis Ye Yun because he was too excited. In other words, if there was no accident, he would soon be named Marquis by Li Zhongyi.

Duke, marquis, son, male, and prince are usually the brothers and princes of the emperor, so the real lord is only fifth-class. Although the duke is also divided into Duke, county and county, this is only a subdivision of the title of Duke. Moreover, Dukes will generally be granted only in the early days of the founding of the country, and the county and county are basically the same. Therefore, if Ye Yun is really granted a title, his title will jump three times in a row, and he will almost be promoted to the top.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Ye Yun was simply lucky to be the top nobles in the Tang Dynasty. However, Ye Yun had no feelings for this thing, because fame and fortune were just passing by in front of him, and he could only get what he wanted.

Sure enough, at about three o'clock that afternoon, the imperial edict granted by Emperor Tang Li Zhongyi was sent to Ye Yun's Ye Mansion. This time, Li Zhongyi learned his lesson and did not let the eunuch who sent the edict put on airs. After reading the contents of the imperial edict, he directly handed over the imperial edict to Ye Yun, and those seals and other letters were also delivered.

Although Ye Yun did not care about the title of title this time, the people in the Ye Mansion were very happy, especially the butler, who directly sent invitations to entertain the nobles in the court. However, his proposal was directly rejected by Ye Yun because Ye Yun was too lazy to socialize, but the butler held a grand celebration dinner in the Ye Mansion.

It only took a day for the news that Ye Yun was named Marquis, and everyone knew about the entire Chang'an City. Within this day, the threshold of the Ye Mansion was about to be broken. I don't know how many people came to visit and give gifts, but they couldn't see Ye Yun because Ye Yun had left the Ye Mansion.

The world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit. The rise of a new noble will inevitably mean a huge variable, so these people can't wait to visit Ye Yun, either with the purpose of making friends with Ye Yun or with the purpose of exploring Ye Yun's bottom, but they are destined to be disappointed because Ye Yun disappeared.

Ye Yun's approach offended many people, especially two of them, one of whom was Situ Yilan's mother and the other was Longqing from Yan State.

When Situ Yilan's mother learned that Ye Yun was named Marquis, she couldn't sit still and immediately sent someone to discuss Situ Yilan with Ye Yun, because she learned that Ye Yun did not have a wife who was married by the media, and she was not old. She was a hot figure. There were many people in the capital who were trying to make a decision, so she naturally had to take action first. Unfortunately, Ye Yun didn't see the housekeeper she sent to, and she was so angry that she smashed the teacup.

Longqing had already received news from Xiling. Now he heard that Ye Yun was named Marquis and was even more curious about Ye Yun, so he came to visit him in person the next day. Unfortunately, Ye Yun was already in the academy when he came, so he naturally couldn't see him.

Why did Longqing, who was arrogant and arrogant as the son of light, ever received such a cold treatment? He immediately thought that this was Ye Yun's warning to him. After listening to the butler's words, he threw his sleeves away. The butler was confused because he was telling the truth, and their son was indeed not at home.
Chapter completed!