Faced with Zhu Yuanzhang's inquiry, Zhu An had to edit a story about Robinson Crusoe on the spot.

It was nothing more than an extra businessman who encountered a storm at the sea and drifted for nearly a year to a new world.

Then find the potato and finally float back.

Zhu Yuanzhang said with some sigh: "The luck of this merchant is really good."

After saying that, Zhu Yuanzhang asked in confusion: "Da Sun, what does this potato look like? Tell us about it."

Zhu An said without much hesitation: "The reason why it is called a potato is because it grows underground, and there are only leaves on it, one potato is about the size of two fists."

"It's usually white and yellow. If the potatoes sprout or turn green, they can't be eaten and it's poisonous."

After listening to Zhu An's introduction, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly, and then a cunning look flashed in his eyes, and he said to Zhu An with a smile:

"Big Sun, show us the potatoes and see what they look like."

Zhu An was stunned when he heard this, and then said with a wry smile: "Old man, this potato is an overseas product, how could I have it here?"

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't respond, but just looked at Zhu An with a smile, as if he was sure that there must be potatoes in Zhu An's hand.

Zhu An was embarrassed by seeing it, and then he said helplessly: "Okay, old man, you'll be there later, I'll take it out for you."

Hearing Zhu An say this, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes suddenly widened and he said in disbelief: "Da Sun, do you really have one?"

Zhu An immediately knew that the old man was not sure about his feelings just now and was cheating on him.

I couldn't help but curse "Old Fox" in my heart.

Then he turned around and walked to the place where the flower pots were placed next to him, and carried a large flower pot.

The large flower pot has many green leaves on it, which looks very ordinary. It is placed with many flowers and plants, and there is nothing special at first glance.

Who would have known that in this flower pot, potatoes with a yield of 100 kilograms per mu are planted.

"As such a magical thing, Dasun, please use this flowerpot to plant it?" Zhu Yuanzhang cursed the little fox in his heart.

He has been here several times. The flower pot is so big that it is not hidden, so it is just placed in such a grand manner.

"Otherwise, I won't say anything about potatoes, can you understand? Even if a bandit comes to the house and doesn't steal gold, silver and treasures, can you still come to steal my pot of flowers?"

"Even if you are a flower picker, you have to steal the small pots next to you, which are easy to carry. How could you hold such a large pot?"

Zhu An said with a smile, even if the potato is really seen, who would have thought that this thing yields a thousand pounds per mu.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the large flower pot that Zhu An put down with his eyes glowing. He didn't care about the soil. He took a few steps and turned the soil open with his hands.

In just a few strokes, the pale yellow potatoes appeared in front of Zhu Yuanzhang.

"If so, Dasun, you didn't lie to us."

Seeing this, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but say something, and quickly turned over the soil with his hands. With just a few strokes, several potatoes were turned out in succession.

Zhu Yuanzhang used to be a dig food from the soil, so he naturally had a very good understanding of the habits of some crops.

Seeing that potatoes grow so densely in the soil, I think about it in my mind and know that the yield will definitely not be small.

He quickly took out a potato, weighed it, felt the weight in his hand, and suddenly he smiled.

Then he couldn't help but whistle up to the sky to vent his excitement.

If this potato is really like Dasun said, it can be eaten as food, and the yield per mu is 1,000 kilograms.

Then the people of the Ming Dynasty will gradually get rid of hunger, and the significance of it is too great.

If everyone can eat enough, the Ming Dynasty will be able to last forever.

Zhu Yuanzhang is different from other emperors. Although she was born into a commoner, she was extremely superstitious, but she was never obsessed with elixirs.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that even Zhu Yuanzhang, who is already in his sixties, is still in good health. If it weren't for the successive deaths of Empress Ma and his son Zhu Biao, it would have dealt a great blow to him.

It is impossible for Zhu Yuanzhang to eat two big bowls of rice every meal and ride a horse to hunt.

Therefore, all Zhu Yuanzhang's systems, or methods of killing heroes, were for the sake of his descendants to be able to maintain their own country forever and continue to pass on.

The second son Zhu Ceng committed such a great sin in the vassal state and even had an act of usurpation.

If anyone else was replaced, Zhu Yuanzhang would have executed him without hesitation, and even peeled his skin and replaced him as the three tribes.

As for Zhu Cheng, Zhu Yuanzhang is only recalling the capital and has no even imprisonment.

As a direct bloodline, Zhu Ceng kept silent about this matter even those censors who dared to contradict Zhu Yuanzhang.

The censor was brave and even the emperor dared to contradict him, but everyone knew in their hearts that if anyone dared to force his son to death, he would never see the sun the next day.

Your Majesty dares not kill you directly, and let you die suddenly at night. There is no problem with a ignorant case.

"Da Sun, how should I eat this thing?" Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help asking, and even had the urge to bite it directly and taste it.

"Old man, don't worry, these potatoes are so much cooked, they can be used as rice and as dishes."

"I think it's almost noon. If you're not too busy today, then have lunch with me. Speaking of which, we have not eaten together yet."

"Today, I will make you a whole potato feast and let me try whether the potatoes can be eaten and whether they are delicious."

At this time, there was no need for Zhu An to hide it, so he directly spoke and invited him.

"Okay, let's stay at Dasun for dinner today." Zhu Yuanzhang agreed with a smile.

This potato is not just a meal, but also concerns the future of the entire Ming Dynasty.

As the saying goes, food is the most important thing for people. If they can really eat a full meal, the Ming Dynasty in the future will surely flourish.

Moreover, in some measures, Zhu Yuanzhang could also let go of his hands and feet.

No, no, it is to let our eldest grandson let go of his hands and feet.

Zhu An called the old butler and asked him to call Liu Bo, the shopkeeper in the teahouse.

Zhu An’s several confidants also knew about the potato.

Bo Liu is one of them.

After all, it is impossible for Xu Yi to take care of the grain base outside Nanjing every day.

Liu Bo and his confidants are a community of interests with Zhu An, and they have also been strictly tested before they can become Zhu An’s confidants.

The ancients praised the promise that these confidants were almost equivalent to Zhu An's family servants, and they all prospered and lost.

The teahouse is not far from the yard. After receiving the notice, I rushed over quickly.

"Boss." Liu Bo bowed.

"Brother Liu, you will use these potatoes with steamed buns as the main food, and then make two mashed potatoes, spicy and sour potato slices, vinegar shredded potatoes, steamed potatoes, and potato pancakes."

"Today, the old man and I have a good meal." Zhu An ordered.

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his eyes lit up. He was just a potato, and he had so many ways to do it.
Chapter completed!