Chapter 84: With such divine objects, one has nothing to fear

Soon, Fu Su and the others finished eating the potatoes in their hands.

After finishing, they licked their lips, feeling somewhat unsatisfied.

Shangqing Meng Yi: "Delicious! First time in my life eating this stuff."

Wang Ben: "By the way, Ninth Prince, I wonder where these new ingredients were obtained?"

Wang Li: "Indeed, Ninth Prince, why have we never seen such ingredients in the markets?"

Fu Su: "This new ingredient is truly delicious; I wonder when there will be an opportunity to eat it again."

Li Xin: "Two words: delicious!"

This potato melted in the mouth, powdery and tender; the taste was absolutely unique.

Even Old General Wang Jian could not stop praising it.

The group all hiccuped; someone choked a little and hurriedly drank the tea in front of them.

Ying Ying Zi Ye shook his head and smiled; had these people become addicted to eating it?

"Alright, let's talk about the real business. It's possible that in the future, you will eat until you want to vomit."

"If you want to eat, go plant them yourselves!"

"Tell me, everyone, how do you feel about these two ingredients?"

The group looked at each other and one after another expressed their feelings.

"Excellent, fragrant, tender, and smooth; delicious!"

"The fragrance lingers on the lips and teeth; it can satisfy hunger!"

"With this to eat, this old man doesn't even need to eat anything else."

"Can one plant them oneself? I wonder how to plant them?"

"Ninth Prince, give this old man some seeds!"

"I want some too, give me some seeds as well!"

The group looked at Ying Ying Zi Ye, all wanting to get some seeds to plant.

"Ninth Prince, this old minister will ask a presumptuous question: what is the yield per mu of this food?"

Wang Jian narrowed his cloudy eyes and stared at Ying Ying Zi Ye without blinking.

He felt it was not that simple—drinking tea and eating fresh ingredients.

After all, he was an old man who had become shrewd, and he was an old general; after eating this food,

he thought of many things, and the first thing he thought of was the million-strong tiger and wolf army of Great Qin.

If the yield per mu of this new ingredient was sufficient, every Qin Ruishi could have a few, and they could go to the battlefield to kill the enemy!

However, he soon shook his head and sighed.

Great Qin's food production capacity was very low; otherwise, people would not have starved to death.

Ying Ying Zi Ye looked at Old General Wang Jian with admiration; he thought about things in a long-term and thorough manner.

"Old General Wang has asked the right question."

"This is precisely the reason why I called you all here."

The group was surprised, which made them even more curious.

They were not the Minister of Agriculture and did not manage these matters.

"Ninth Brother, stop keeping us in suspense and hurry up and say it!"

Fu Su was somewhat helpless; this Ninth Brother was just whetting their appetites.

Ying Ying Zi Ye saw their confused expressions, smiled, and did not intend to tease them anymore.

"The sweet potato yields seven thousand jin per mu, and the potato yields eight thousand jin per mu!"

*Scrape, scrape, scrape~~! *

As soon as Ying Ying Zi Ye's voice fell,

the group of big shots stood up abruptly.

They looked at Ying Ying Zi Ye with faces as if they had seen a ghost.

Old Master Wang Jian did not stand up, but a flash of light passed through his cloudy old eyes!

They were all shocked by Ying Ying Zi Ye's words.

Fu Su: "Ninth Brother, are you sure?"

Wang Ben: "Ninth Prince, did you swap the unit of 'hundred' for 'thousand'?"

Wang Li: "Ninth Prince, do you have some misunderstanding about what a 'mu' is?"

Shangqing Meng Yi: "Ninth Prince, you are teasing us now."

Li Xin: "Ninth Prince, this joke is not funny at all!"

They did not believe it, even though they were now in high positions.

But they had not been without contact with crops in the past, and had even farmed themselves.

Great Qin's grain yield was at most three hundred jin per mu!

Yet now Ying Ying Zi Ye said there were seven or eight thousand jin per mu.

How could they believe this?

A difference of nearly thirty times—how could this be possible!

Ying Ying Zi Ye smiled calmly and poured them another cup of tea.

"I am not joking with you; this is true."

"And I have already reported it to the Father Emperor, and the Father Emperor has already ordered the promotion of planting throughout the country!"

"Why do you think I dared to open the granaries for disaster relief?"

"Without a backup plan, opening the granaries for disaster relief would be a dead end!"

Fu Su and the others were dumbfounded and fell completely silent.

Their mouths were wide open, looking as if they had seen a ghost.

At this moment, Old General Wang Jian, who was sitting in the chair, could not help but stand up.

It was not until a long time had passed that they recovered.

The scene exploded, and the sound of discussion was incessant.

Looking at this, there was not a hint of the demeanor of key ministers of the empire.

But this could not be blamed on them; this news was simply too explosive.

"Is... is this true? This is actually true!"

"Ahaha, brilliant! Brilliant!"

"If this is the case, then our Great Qin Empire will never have anyone starve to death again!"

"With such divine objects, we can fight wars to our heart's content!"

"Yes, with such divine objects, as long as the grain supply keeps up, we can fight however we want!"

Gradually, the direction of the discussion changed, and they all started talking about fighting wars.

Everyone present was a military general by background, so it was understandable that they thought of fighting wars first.

And Fu Su was kind-hearted, thinking only of the people of the world being able to eat their fill.

After discussing for a good while, the voices gradually quieted down.

They were all people who had seen great storms and waves, and they could quickly calm down.

The four messages released earlier—collecting taxes from nobles, requisitioning noble farmland, reducing taxes for the people, and opening granaries for disaster relief—

only the news of tax reduction and opening granaries for disaster relief swept through every corner of Great Qin like a hurricane.

But the collection of taxes and requisitioning of farmland sank like a stone in the ocean; this was not without reason. ===== CHAPTER 86 =====