Mu Changqing looked at everyone strangely, what else could he do if he could collect a potato?

Then he gave Chu Zhi a smile, Mu Changqing walked to the edge of the field, but did not take the shovel handed over by Qin Guangdong, grabbed the stems and leaves on it, and pulled out a whole piece with force.

Qin Guangdong, who was standing beside him, was trembling, just like Mu Changqing grabbed his life.

Then he saw the potatoes in Mu Changqing's hand, and Qin Guangdong's eyes widened instantly, and many officials in the field also took a breath.

I saw three fists-sized potatoes on the roots, each exceeding one pound.

This is great. One plant produces three kilograms. If one plant has 1,000 plants per acre, wouldn’t it be 3,000 kilograms? Even if this plant is carefully cared for, it is impossible for Yongye to have such a yield. If one is folded in half, it will be 1,500 kilograms. A load is about 120 kilograms, which is 123 kilograms.

Seeing the potatoes in Mu Changqing's hand, Qin Guangdong threw down the shovel and burst into tears in an instant, not caring about the occasion at this time. He squatted on the ground and cried heartbrokenly.

No one understood how worried he was during this period, worried and worried. He would wake up several times every night, fearing that he would oversleep and not take good care of the growth of potatoes.

Now that we are all the hard work, all the efforts are worth it.

Many officials also want to cry. The more they cry at this time, the more severe the rewards His Majesty will be.

But they are not qualified.

They could only watch Lord Qin performing alone with envy.

Then the officials of the court all moved forward, trying to see clearly, but Qin Guangdong suddenly stood up and shouted: "Retreat all."

Everyone then stepped back and stood up.

Mu Changqing said with a strange head: "No, why is this a little bit?"

Hearing his words, everyone fell to the ground. Qin Guangdong was about to pretend to comfort Mu Changqing, but he saw Mu Changqing pick up the shovel on the ground and dig it deep into the bottom of the stems and leaves. He was not satisfied with the shovel, so he simply dig in the soil with his hands until he dig out three more potatoes.

Suddenly, I felt a little quiet around me. I turned to look and saw that everyone staring at the potatoes in his hand with wide eyes. One of them exclaimed at the official.

"Oh my God, fifty stones!"

Qin Guangdong went crazy, and the officials of the Great Yan Dynasty were also crazy.

He didn't care about the queen being by his side or the dust and mud stained on the scarlet official uniform. Qin Guangdong lay in the soil and used his hands to pick up the potatoes inside.

The hand pierced by stems and leaves was digging hard in the mud and sand. His fingertips seemed to touch something. He immediately slowed down, and his hands were peeling off the soil. A potato was exposed, and he was overjoyed.

Then I started to scatter the rest of the soil, and when a pile of soil was clear, the withered yellow potato stems and leaves appeared in front of everyone, with potatoes growing on the roots. I carefully counted more than ten large and small feet, some of which were the size of fists and eggs. A large bunch of potatoes were scattered on the roots, like grapes.

Qin Guangdong touched this and that. Mu Changqing never thought that this old fox, who never had such a gentle side, had tears flowing down his cheeks, and his white jade belt was covered with dust. He threw it aside. The minister of the Ministry of Revenue cried like a child in his month old and was shameless.

Chu Zhi looked at the other ministers who were eager to try with a smile, and then said, "If you love me, you can also harvest auspiciousness with your own hands, just go straight."
Chapter completed!