time flies.

From sunrise to sunset.

The rice in the backyard of Prince Zhen's Mansion was finally harvested, and it was all smashed into wet rice.

Although there is a lot of rice in the ten mu of land, no amount of it can support the crowd in the palace.

Li Shimin directly sent more than 100 guards to cut the rice with sickles.

They harvested all the rice, beat it down with both hands, and packed it in baskets made of bamboo strips.

At this moment, Li Shimin and Li Chengfeng are weighing rice in the front yard of Zhenwang Mansion.

"Thirteen thousand five hundred catties!"

"13,600 catties!"

Wang Dequan was in charge of calling people to call the rice, while he was holding a small notebook and calculating carefully at the side.

All the rice that had been weighed was placed in the backyard of the Prince Zhen's Mansion.

But at this moment, there are still dozens of baskets of rice in the front yard of Prince Zhen's Mansion.

These rice grains are plump, and they have just been harvested from the paddy fields, so they are well-hydrated and very well-balanced.

Each basket weighs 100 catties.

"Thirteen thousand seven hundred and twelve catties!"

Wang Dequan notified again.

The way they call rice is simple.

That is, two guards carried a large scale on their shoulders, and then put the basket full of millet on it to weigh.

The resulting weight, minus the weight of the basket, is the weight of the millet.

A basket weighs about eight catties on average.

And a basket of rice, the final weight is more than 90 to 120 catties.

On average, a basket of rice weighs more than 100 catties.

The bet between Li Shimin and Li Chengfeng is that the average yield of rice planted by Li Chengfeng is more than 2,000 catties per mu.

Therefore, the weight of the rice according to their current weighing statistics must reach a total of 20,000 catties, then Li Chengfeng will be considered as the winner.

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"My God, there are already more than 13,000 catties of rice. This is really ten acres of land. Can it produce enough?"

"Although it is wet rice, it is already very rare! Like a private rice field, the total output of ten mu of land can exceed 2,000 catties, which is very good! However, the rice planted by the Eighth Prince can reach 20,000 catties? This is beyond Ten times!"

"Yes, what is the concept of ten times? That is to say, if the rice planted by the Eighth Prince is used as seeds to plant land for the common people, then the future grain of our Tang Dynasty can be more than ten times? Come on, the national strength of our Great Tang can also be increased tenfold! My God!"

"That's right, it's not like growing rice. It's not an exaggeration to say that he's growing gold!"

In an instant, many ministers were exclaiming. They were chatting and thinking, how could the rice planted by the Eighth Prince be able to produce two thousand catties per mu?

How on earth did he do it?

"50, 55, 60, 65, 70, 71, 72..."

"Father, brother Feng'er, there are 72 baskets of rice in total. Father, you are going to lose!"

Li Lizhi

continue reading! After losing all the baskets full of rice in the front yard, he ran to Li Shimin and Li Chengfeng excitedly, and said.

Li Shimin stroked his beard, nodded, and said: "Well, it seems that I lost! Feng'er!"

After finishing speaking, Li Shimin sighed helplessly and shook his head.

Originally, Li Shimin seemed to use this betting method to win the production method of zha medicine from Li Chengfeng.

But unexpectedly, he lost in the end.

The rice that has been weighed now weighs more than 13,800 catties.

If one basket weighs 100 catties on average, the remaining 72 baskets contain a total of 7,200 catties of rice.

Thirteen thousand eight hundred, plus seven thousand two hundred, equals twenty one thousand catties.

In other words, the rice planted by Li Chengfeng can produce about 21,000 catties on ten acres of land.

On average, that is 2,000 catties per mu of land.

So Li Shimin lost, and he lost completely.

"Hey, it seems that I still haven't been able to obtain the method of making fraudulent bullets from Feng'er!"

Li Shimin shook his head and sighed, then looked at Li Chengfeng, and said, "Feng'er, what do you want me to lose to you, right? As long as Father can give you, Father will definitely satisfy you!"

Li Shimin is also considered generous, he knows that a gentleman's words are hard to follow, not to mention that he is the emperor.

It's better to admit that you lose than to pretend to be strong!

Li Chengfeng frowned, thought for a while, and said: "Oh, I have it, father, I want to make a baby marriage with Wu Xu, that is to say, Wu Xu can only marry me in the future, and cannot marry anyone else!"

"What? Nonsense, how old are you, you only think about these things?"

"Ding, the depression from Li Shimin, naughty is worth 199!"

Li Shimin was puzzled.

This kid is only six years old, why is he thinking about marrying a wife? What if he waits until he grows up?

Li Chengfeng rubbed his nose and said, "Father, if you want to admit defeat, I will ask you whether you agree or not?"

"Here, how can I promise you? Wu Xu is not my property, you have to ask if he is willing, not the father!"

In fact, this girl Wu Xu is beautiful~lightnovelpub.net~ is known to all the ministers in the palace.

Even the son of Cheng Yaojin's family, Qin Qiong's son, once thought of going to Wu Xu's father to propose marriage or get engaged.

Even sometimes, even Li Shimin himself felt that this woman was as beautiful as a youth, and if she grew up, she would definitely be a great beauty.

Li Shimin even thought about whether he should wait for her to grow up and marry her?

It's all right now, let's kill Li Chengfeng halfway.

Li Chengfeng said that he wanted to make a baby marriage with Wu Xu, so he couldn't steal his son's wife, right?

But how old is Li Chengfeng? He is only six years old, what does he know?

"Father, are you really not going to agree? Well, Father, let me change the terms, then you can lend the jade seal of the Tang Dynasty to my son to play for a month!"

"What? Why do you want to pass on the Imperial Seal? Don't forge an imperial decree for me. It's a crime of deceiving the emperor and you will be beheaded!"

Li Shimin glared suddenly, and glared at Li Shimin.

continue reading! Chengfeng took a look.

Li Chengfeng shook his head indifferently, and said: "No, no, father, you have misunderstood. I want to pass through the jade seal, not to use it to forge imperial decrees! I want to use it to smash walnuts! Recently, my son I ate the nut snacks tribute from the Western Regions, and felt that it was too hard to bite, why don't you lend the imperial jade seal to my son, and let him smash a walnut!"

"Hmph, want to smash walnuts with the Chuan Guo Yuxi? Go ahead and dream!"

"Ding, the shock from Li Shimin, the naughty value is 200!"

Then, Li Shimin put his hands behind his back, turned around, and said: "Forget about Chuanguo Yuxi, this thing can't be played around with you! Let's go to the Wu Family Mansion tomorrow. If the warrior Xun is willing, then this door I'll make an order for you baby, okay?"

"Yes, my son thanked my father!"