Now that he knows Zhu Youxiao's identity, Yang Feng naturally can't put on an expression that is neither humble nor arrogant like just now, the one in front of him is the master of the Ming Dynasty, if he can hold this thigh, the entire Ming Dynasty can walk sideways.

Along the way, Zhu Youxiao, who was very curious about everything, pointed around like a curious baby and kept asking, and Yang Feng also took the trouble to answer his questions. When they came to the vicinity of the gate of the Thousand Households, they saw a famous craftsman busy plowing the land, some farmers were driving cattle to clear the wasteland, and some old farmers were already planting plants.

Seeing this, Zhu Youxiao walked up to an old farmer who was busy with some curiosity, pointed to a pile of round things next to the old farmer and asked, "This old man, what are you planting?" ”

At first, the old farmer was still a little impatient, but when he looked at the gorgeous clothes on Zhu Youxiao and a group of people behind him, he realized that the other party was not an ordinary person, and the little impatience in his heart was thrown into the distance, "Back to Gongzi, this thing is our Qianhu Lord Yang came back from the extreme west, the name is quite vulgar, called potatoes, but I heard that this thing is more drought-resistant, and at the same time, it is not much to pick the land, and the yield per mu is huge, it is said that there can be three or four thousand catties, and now Lord Yang is ordering the entire Qianhu newly reclaimed wasteland to be planted with this kind of thing." ”

"Three or four thousand catties per mu?"

As soon as he heard this, let alone Zhu Youxiao, even Cao Dazhong, Tian Ergeng and others behind him were all stunned, and a sneer rang out for a long time, only to see Tian Ergeng pointing to the potatoes in the old farmer's hand and sneering: "This thing can yield three or four thousand catties per mu?" Old guy, don't take us for fools, if the production capacity of this thing per mu is so high, then we are afraid that there will be no shortage of food in the Ming Dynasty, how can there be such a good thing in the world. ”

Although Tian Ergeng's words were hard to hear, there was no one around to refute him, after all, this matter just sounded like a fantasy. Today's staple food of the Ming Dynasty is small rice, millet, millet, wheat, and soybean, and the output of these grains is generally two to three stones, that is, about two or three hundred catties, although there are differences between the north and the south, but the difference is not more than one hundred catties at most. But this one is good, as soon as he opens his mouth, he has a yield of three or four thousand catties per mu, isn't this coaxing people as fools?

For a long time, Zhu Youxiao frowned slightly, and said very unhappily: "This old man, although I respect you as an old man, I can't talk about it, one acre of land can harvest three or four thousand catties of grain, this kind of thing has never been said in ancient times, if there is really such a large output of grain, the whole country has known it a long time ago." ”

Although it is rumored that Zhu Youxiao is a carpenter emperor who can only do carpenter work, it does not mean that he has a problem with his IQ, and a person with a problem with IQ cannot be an excellent carpenter, although he is not very proficient in governing the country, but he still understands some basic agricultural knowledge, which means that he has a better temper, if he is replaced by a more short-tempered person here, I am afraid that this old farmer would have been pulled out to see his head in the name of bewitching the saint.

The commander of the Jinyi Guard, who was standing behind Zhu Youxiao, also showed a sneer at the corner of Tian Ergeng's mouth, after the conflict with Yang Feng just now, he saw that this little five-grade thousand households was very unpleasant, and now that the cowhide was blowing up, he wanted to see how Yang Feng could fulfill this lie. Don't mention him, Cao Dazhong also frowned, if what this old farmer said was secretly instructed by Yang Feng, then what he did could be called his heart to be punished.

In the face of Zhu Youxiao's questioning, a trace of displeasure appeared on the old farmer's wrinkled face, "This son, the old man is also planting potatoes for the first time, and I don't know if the harvest can reach the number that Lord Yang said, but the old man believes that Lord Yang will not deceive us." ”

Seeing that this ragged old farmer was still obsessively speaking for Yang Feng, a sneer flashed in Tian Ergeng's eyes, and after looking at Yang Feng, who was standing silently beside Zhu Youxiao, he said on the side: "Childe, this Yang Feng is obviously a bewitching saint...... Deceitful, you should deal with him heavily. ”

If it is an ordinary official, after knowing Zhu Youxiao's identity, in the face of the impeachment of others, whether he is guilty or not, he must kneel down and ask the emperor for his guilt, and even ask for his own punishment. But Yang Feng, a person who has crossed over from modern society, how can he understand this, seeing Tian Ergeng dare to openly beat his own little report in front of him, a wave of anger can't help but swell in his heart, I saw him roll his eyes and sneered: "Dare to ask Lord Tian, which eye of your eye saw Lao Tzu's demagogy, if it wasn't for Gongzi asking this old farmer just now, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to say it, but now he wants to detain the basin on my head, do you really think that everyone else is an idiot?" ”

"You...... You are bold! Tian Ergeng couldn't help but be furious, he didn't expect Yang Feng to be so rampant after understanding Zhu Youxiao's identity, and he didn't kneel down to plead guilty after hearing that he had impeached him, and he even dared to say that he was deducting and basins, which was simply crazy.

Tian Ergeng, who was almost angry, pointed at Yang Feng and said to Zhu Youxiao: "Childe, take a look...... Look at it, this Yang Feng is simply crazy, he dares to be so rampant in front of you, if he is not punished heavily, where is the law of the country, where is your majesty? ”

Looking at Tian Ergeng, who kept saying that he had to punish himself, Yang Feng just watched coldly, he grew up under the red flag since he was a child, and he was not so in awe of the imperial power of this era as others and others, if Zhu Youxiao really wanted to punish him for this reason, he would not be arrested, it was a big deal to fight with these guys, as long as he stayed up until the evening, he could swagger back to modern society, and then they would have great ability to help him, but it was a pity that his hard work here and could not continue his plan to make a fortune.

It's just that what Yang Feng and everyone didn't expect was that Zhu Youxiao was not angry because of this, but said to Yang Feng with great interest: "Yang Feng, what do you have to say about this?" ”

Yang Feng shrugged his shoulders, "Childe, this was originally just a very ordinary thing. We are honestly farming here, and we haven't recruited anyone to provoke anyone, nor have we been shouting all over the street to make everyone know, but now we are framed for bewitching the saint, and we express our incomprehension and grievances to this minister! ”

"Uh......"

Everyone was also a little speechless after hearing this, because they found that what Yang Feng said was quite reasonable, and they were speechless. People are farming here, and they didn't invite you to come and watch, it was Zhu Youxiao himself who had to ask others, and after they said it, Tian Ergeng jumped out and insisted on saying that people are demagoguery, and this truth doesn't seem to make sense.

Just when everyone felt a little embarrassed, Zhu Youxiao snorted, "Don't mention this matter, let's go in first, I ...... I really want to see what the Thousand Households under Lord Yang's rule are like. ”