The dark soil tumbled, and a rake went down, and clumps of round yellow things were dug out.
Gu Yuanbai's eyes slowly widened, looking at these potatoes in disbelief.
Xue Yuan next to him said to him in amazement: "Sir, although the potatoes can't survive, these sweet potatoes look very good."
Gu Yuanbai: "... Hmm."
Potatoes and sweet potatoes are different from the seedlings that grow out of the ground. Gu Yuanbai has seen these two kinds of crops. But he has been in Daheng for fourteen years, and the modern memory is too far away, so far away that he can't tell the difference between potatoes and sweet potato seedlings.
He clearly remembered that potatoes were grown on the south side and sweet potatoes were grown on the north side. Why is it different now? Or was he confusing the seeds of the two high-yielding crops
Or are the farmers confused
Gu Yuanbai looked into the cornfield, and the plump corn was wrapped in green leaves, exuding a delicious fragrance. The corn was still right, and Gu Yuanbai felt a little comfort in his heart. It's just embarrassing that he has been thinking that the potato seeds are dead for the past four months, and the people around him also think so. A few days ago, Gu Yuanbai had been thinking about how to quickly promote the cultivation of sweet potatoes and corn to the whole country. He even thought about eating roasted sweet potatoes, dried sweet potatoes, sweet potato cakes, glutinous rice fruits and hemp balls... He also wanted people to eat sweet potatoes. When it was made into sweet potato flour, the result was not a sweet potato, but a potato that he had long given up hope for.
The yield of sweet potatoes is better than that of potatoes, but there are still more potatoes in terms of delicious food patterns that can be made.
But Gu Yuanbai was completely unprepared and he didn't expect that, caught off guard, he could only stare at the potatoes all over the floor in a daze.
Xue Yuan was still talking, "Look, Lord, these sweet potatoes are really getting bigger than each other."
"..." Gu Yuanbai paused for a moment, then said quietly, "Yes."
The farmers have never seen potatoes and sweet potatoes. In order to prevent these crops from looking different from the future, and to keep them secret, Gu Yuanbai did not describe to them what these things looked like when they grew up, nor did he tell them what they were.
It is estimated that now everyone except Gu Yuanbai thinks that these potatoes are sweet potatoes.
The Privy Councilman standing behind him stared at the ground without blinking, and the words in his throat were no longer coherent, "Sir, the sweet potato Moyo dug out from this piece of ground will have the amount of two or three stone... Mus of land is of such a size and size, wouldn’t it be as high as dozens of stones per acre?”
The people around took a deep breath.
The noise stopped, and a few ministers who followed Gu Yuanbai to see the new crop started talking in twos and threes. They kept their eyes on the potatoes, and one after another "sweet potatoes" in their mouths, "I don't know how these sweet potatoes taste. It's not easy to be full." "There is a layer of mud on the outside, but after washing it, it is eaten raw as fruit?"
Gu Yuanbai rubbed his brows, ordered someone to pick up dozens of potatoes, propped up a smile and asked the minister behind him, "You gentlemen would like to know this... How do you eat sweet potatoes?"
The courtiers saluted respectfully, unable to hold back their curiosity, "Your Majesty, the ministers are disrespectful."
"Tian Fusheng, send someone to send the sweet potatoes to the imperial kitchen," Gu Yuanbai took a deep breath and said gently, "Let the people in the imperial kitchen pay attention, remember, if the sweet potatoes turn green or sprout, they must be removed. If you dig out the place, you can't eat it. The skin of the sweet potato needs to be peeled off. It can be used for cooking, boiling soup, or making cakes instead of wheat ears. I will tell you several methods, and you can ask the imperial kitchen to do this. to do…”
After he finished speaking, he felt melancholy in his heart, and the name of the potato was lost in confusion. Since then, the hot and sour shredded potato has become a hot and sour shredded potato.
Tian Fusheng didn't dare to forget every word, "I'm going to prepare when I'm young."
Xue Yuan also listened carefully, "Sir, are sweet potatoes delicious?"
Gu Yuanbai looked back at him and nodded affirmatively, "It tastes very good, whether it's a vegetarian dish or a meat dish, it's a good thing to serve on the dinner table." "
"That minister will be blessed," Xue Yuan laughed, "The people of the world are also blessed."
Potatoes all over the ground are next to each other, which can easily make people happy with a bumper harvest. Gu Yuanbai led the crowd through the potato field and came to the cornfield.
The corn had been broken off and placed on the ground, and the layers were piled high. Gu Yuanbai reached out and picked one up from above, and took off the coat of the corn himself. As soon as the golden corn was exposed in front of everyone, everyone was stunned and stared blankly at it. This beauty is like a fruit made of jade.
"This thing, I call it corn," Gu Yuanbai gently tore off the corn silk above the corn, revealing the slightly white corn head in the golden head, "This thing is soft and glutinous. It is sweet and delicious whether it is roasted, fried, steamed or boiled. Rice grains can be used in dishes or as a substitute for corn. It is very useful. Come on, take some and let the imperial kitchen steam it, or let your family taste it. Have a taste."
The courtiers thanked En, Gu Yuanbai smiled, "Compared with the taste of these two things, I pay more attention to their yield per mu. These exotic seeds are too few, not even an mu of land, but You have also seen it with your own eyes, even if there are less than a hundred seeds, there are definitely a lot of things planted."
When everyone looked back, they saw a pile of corn and "sweet potatoes" piled up on the left and right sides.
If there was such an amount in one mu of land, it would be much more than that of millet mu! Even if the "sweet potatoes" and corn taste bad, as long as they don't kill people, they are good things, but I don't know how full I feel, and they are numb and not troublesome to grow.
The courtiers had a lot of thoughts in their hearts, but the joy and excitement were greater than the worries. After getting the permission of the sage, they carefully touched the corn and "sweet potatoes", with an expression that seemed to be towards their newly born grandson, both loving and afraid of accidentally breaking it.
After a while, Tian Fusheng came over and asked the saint to serve meals. Gu Yuanbai asked, and found that the corn had already been steamed, so he simply let the steamed corn be served first.
The corn is fuller and more beautiful after it contains water, and the heat lingers in the silk seam. The steamed corn is sweeter than the boiled corn. As soon as it is placed in front of him, the sweet smell floats to the tip of his nose. Gu Yuanbai smells this unfamiliar and familiar aroma and can't help but stretch his brows.
After Sheng Shang moved his mouth, the others tentatively tasted the corn. As soon as the sweet taste came into his mouth, his eyes widened in surprise.
The teeth pierce the rice grains, the juice is sweet but not greasy, and it tastes really good. It was unexpected that a crop with so much yield could taste so good.
Everyone can't help but look forward to the next "sweet potato" taste.
After the meal was served, their eyes lit up when they tasted it.
Some of the ministers were old and could not taste the corn. Gu Yuanbai specially ordered that the potatoes used by these ministers should be stewed more soft and glutinous, and the soup was locked in the potatoes, which is more fragrant than pure stew much more.
This lunch was enjoyed by the guests and the host. When the ministers resigned, some old ministers came to secretly request with the sage, asking if the sage could share some "sweet potatoes" for them.
Gu Yuanbai shook his head with a smile, "These seeds must be reserved for next year, and you will be able to eat these two things next year."
After that day, the important minister of the DPRK wrote down the names of corn and sweet potato. Before the two crops were released, they were vaguely known, and they were all looking forward to the spring of next year in private, waiting patiently for the court to release the seedlings.
*
After winter, spring comes slowly.
In February of this year, the imperial court's "sweet potato" seeds and corn seeds were transported to various places by land and water. The number of seeds this year was small, and the local officials gritted their teeth and hoped for more seeds. Eighty percent of the memorials sent to the capital from all over the world are crying, but there is nothing to do if there are not enough, and there are only so many in total.
In September of the same year, the per mu yields of "sweet potatoes" and corn reached a level that shocked Daheng people.
More and more people regard it as the food bestowed by the gods, just because the saints love the country and the people, are diligent and benevolent, and manage Daheng in an orderly manner.
The longevity plaque was erected, and the people in the temple set foot. When offering incense, he was sincere and sincere, and he only wanted to make the saint live a hundred years.
There are more and more people who can eat enough. The people are full of emotion and want to thank the Holy One for making them full, but they don’t know anything, so they can only go to the Buddha and the gods. It's been a long time, and it's been a long time.
*
On the day of Shangyuan Festival, Gu Yuanbai and Xue Yuan left the palace in a low-key manner.
The figures flickered, and the two of them walked among them. Time didn't seem to leave any traces on Gu Yuanbai's face. When Xue Yuan looked at him, occasionally a complicated look flashed.
Gu Yuanbai's eyebrows or smiles still seemed to be shining with tiny stars. The lanterns are less than half, and the grass is a foil.
He became more and more beautiful, but Xue Yuan, who was two years older than him, had begun to realize the cruelty of time.
"Why do you look at me like this?" Gu Yuanbai looked up at him with a smile, and teased, "You fool."
Xue Yuan couldn't help raising his hand to hook the long hair on his temples, and the silk satin hair slid through his hand. Xue Yuan's eyebrows flickered, and it took a long time to say: "I once left something on the site of Rilianna, Northern Xinjiang."
Gu Yuanbai was curious, "What?"
Xue Yuan shook his head and went to hold his hand, "You'll know when you find out."
Gu Yuanbai smiled and walked with him in the shadow of the lamp.
Xue Yuan wears a mysterious robe, which makes his momentum that has been sinking more and more in recent years even more compelling. When he was by Gu Yuanbai's side, it was like the eldest man who was in a good mood was accompanying his coveted baby.
Gu Yuanbai couldn't help laughing even deeper after thinking about it, he turned his head to look at Xue Yuan. The world undoubtedly favors Xue Yuan, even though his brows already have severe wrinkles caused by deep frowns, he is still handsome and tall. Time has brought him not only his age, but also his accumulated demeanor.
The strong tea is fragrant, and the sword is stripped of its scabbard. The taste of the long-lasting essence is more abundant, and there is no need for other things to make useless green branches and green leaves.
Gu Yuanbai looked at the sky and calculated the time.
When the two of them reached the bridge, hundreds of Kongming lanterns were suddenly raised all over the capital. These lights were warm and yellow like stars, and suddenly they became a scattered galaxy.
Surprise cheers and admiration sounded from the bridge, and everyone raised their heads to look at the dazzling Kongming lanterns in the sky.
Xue Yuan also looked up at Kong Ming Deng in surprise, and Gu Yuanbai coughed suddenly. Xue Yuan lowered his head for a moment and looked at him anxiously.
Gu Yuanbai's lips had traces of a happy smile. After he noticed his gaze, he turned back with a smile: "Today and night, see this sweet man."1
Xue Yuan paused, only seeing him.
Gu Yuanbai raised his hand and gently nodded between his eyebrows, "The north wind is cool, and the rain and snow are full of rain. Be kind to me and walk hand in hand."2
The north wind is cold, and the rain and snow are heavy. Thanks to you for putting so much affection on me, I would like to walk with you hand in hand.
Gu Yuanbai knew that Xue Yuan had been waiting for this sentence for a long time.
And they have been together for fifteen years.
Time is slow, but when I look back suddenly, I find that it is very fast. In the past 15 years, the happy memories with each other account for most of them.
If it wasn't for Xue Yuan's love for him more and more every year, with Gu Yuanbai's suspicious temperament, he wouldn't believe that there really is such a strong and pure love in the world, with such a persistent persistence for several years .
He smiled and urged, "Speak."
Xue Yuan was a little stiff, and the helplessness that he hadn't had in a long time came to him again, he opened his mouth, but his tongue began to knot.
The eyes of the saint are brighter than the Kongming lantern behind him.
Xue Yuan straightened his tongue with difficulty, and stammered: "I've been holding you."
Gu Yuanbai looked down at the two hands, Xue Yuan clenched it subconsciously, Gu Yuanbai smiled, "Then hold it."
The author has something to say: 1 "Guofeng·Tangfeng·Preparation" from "Book of Songs"
2 It is from "Book of Songs, Bei Feng, North Wind". The theme of this poem is different. One is that "lovers love each other and are willing to accompany them back in the rain and snow". , go hand in hand", this article uses the first statement.
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