"You fucked it wrong! It's 14 taels and 8 cents!!"

Some people believe it and some don’t believe it. There are Wen Tianxiang, Wang Zhen and Zhang Jue who have already come back to their souls and crawl in the field towards the next potato seedling.

None of the three old men used their hands to pick out the potatoes in the field.

"Get the scale!"

Wen Tianxiang wanted a scale, but Zhao Wei was about to send the scale over, but some people shouted, "Use my family's scale, my family's scale is accurate!"

Zhao Wei didn't refuse either, and gave the new scale to the three of them and put it on the scale to measure it.

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The three old men settled again, and Zhang Jue was completely confused, "How is it possible? How is it possible?"

Wang Zhen also frowned, "It's even higher than what I expected...?"

"How many?" The people couldn't wait again.

This time, Zhao Wei was familiar with the road, took the new scale and said it to the people, "15 taels and two cents!"

"Hiss!!" The farmer was stunned.

But the city residents who had never been to the fields looked confused, "Is this more or less?"

"Haha." Zhao Wei smiled, smiling brilliantly, "The plant is one foot away... there are 1,800 seedlings per acre."

"Just count by 14 taels per plant... the yield per acre is... 1,500 kilograms!"

This yield per mu, let alone the common people of this era, Zhao Wei was shocked! It almost doubled the previous 800 kilograms! It exceeded expectations.

"More, how many!" The people were speechless! "Ning, King Ning said it again!"

Zhao Wei suddenly shouted, "I said... the yield per mu is 1,500 kilograms! It's only more or less!!!"

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As soon as these words were spoken, thousands of people were speechless and stared at the three old men and Zhao Wei lying on the ground... They were stunned for a few breaths.

Zhao Wei looked at them and bared his teeth, "What are you doing when you stand there? Cheers! It's a good harvest!!"

With a bang...

The people seemed to have been activated by Zhao Wei! The sound shook the sky!!

"It's a good harvest!! It's a good harvest!!"

"King Ning didn't lie!! The potatoes are harvested!!!"

The scene is more terrifying than the civil changes just now!! The people are jumping... jumping... roaring... laughing...

What does a yield of 1,500 kilograms mean?

It means that Diaoyu City has more than 14,000 acres of land, and it can harvest more than 20 million kilograms of potatoes in this season alone, which is enough for 60,000 people not to be hungry for a year!!

Meaning hope...

This means that this city that has never been broken will continue to be broken!

Zhao Wei watched the people go from anger to a carnival... He was also laughing.

But I was thinking in my heart, isn’t it more than 800 pounds? I was scared!!

Why are you so successful?

I turned around and wanted to ask Wang Zhen why it exceeded expectations so much?

As a result, as soon as he turned around, he saw Wang Zhen, Wen Tianxiang, Zhang Jue and others standing behind him.

Mr. Wang was extremely solemn. He hugged his back together, held it high above the top, and then went down heavily, "I... I thanked King Ning for the sake of the people of all the people... This is a god! The people will no longer be hungry! This is a blessing for all generations!"

Wen Tianxiang and Zhang Jue also presented the ceremony, "Where King Ning returns thousands of miles... to the world, I will be blessed with me!"

Zhao Wei: "..."

I used to pinch the back of my neck, but I didn't expect that there would be such a scene. "No, no, no, no... I didn't bring it back alone."

"Thank you, thank you... Xie Ming! Yes! Xie Ming! Where did you go!! He brought the potatoes in. He is the hero."

But it seems useless to say this.

When the people saw that their husband was like this, they stopped jubilant and followed suit.

"King Xie Ning, help me!!"

All the people worship and crawl... The shravakas are very lucky.

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Chapter completed!