Chapter 101 The First Emperor was dumbfounded. How much is this?
It will take some time for the sweet potatoes to fully mature, and if you look at them now, they are not very big.

This can indeed be done later!

Xuanwu finally tried to persuade him: "Sir, the growth period of sweet potatoes is long, and now is not the best time to pick them. You can go later."

"Look, isn't your practice more important?"

How could the First Emperor have the patience to wait?

It would be fine if you didn’t know, but now that you know, you must witness it with your own eyes!

"What's the point of practicing? This little practice won't affect the big things."

"Since I'm here today and you mentioned it, I have to finish reading it."

"Otherwise, how can I explain to Master Dong when I return?!"

Xuanwu's admiration for Ying Zheng is even greater!

With such outstanding talent in cultivation and such selfless dedication, he can stand on his own even in the Jinyiwei!
No, I have to go back and ask the young master when this person was recruited.

Whether he could be transferred to the Jinyiwei and placed under Dong Zhongcheng would seem a waste of his talent.

But these are all things for later.

Faced with Ying Zheng's determination, Xuanwu had no choice but to take him to the side of the mountain.

There is more sunlight there and the soil is rich in water and nutrients, which is more suitable for the growth of sweet potatoes.

As he walked, he introduced: "Sir, you just tasted the potatoes, and they actually taste just like that."

"Apart from filling your stomach, the advantages are not outstanding."

"But sweet potato is different. It is a treasure."

"This sweet potato is full of sugar. Even if it is not cooked, you can still taste its rich sweetness like honey when eating it raw."

"Speaking of sweet potatoes, although they are a little more demanding in terms of the growing environment, their delicate taste and rich nutrition far surpass potatoes and are truly unique."

"It might be a metaphor to say that if potatoes are a gift that drives away hunger for the people of the Qin Dynasty, then sweet potatoes are undoubtedly a delicious delicacy on the tip of the tongue."

“Not only that, it has healing properties.”

"The young master once said that if elderly people have trouble with excretion, eating sweet potatoes regularly can help relieve the pain of going to the toilet every day."

"What's more, sweet potatoes have higher nutritional value and can give people plenty of energy as a staple food."

"A strong man who has worked all day can enjoy sweet potatoes for dinner, and his physical strength will recover quickly the next day!"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng couldn't help but be amazed again.

He recalled that Dahei had reported to him that the Thirteenth Young Master had found seeds of three new crops.

Is that all?
At first he was skeptical, after all, it was hard to believe without the real thing.

Now that I see it with my own eyes, it is all real.

Can the Thirteenth Young Master's talent always exceed expectations again and again?

Xiao Shisan is already so extraordinary, how can I imagine him being even more powerful?
This sweet potato is so magical, could its yield surpass that of potatoes and reach a higher level?

I don't dare to fantasize, but I still hope that the Thirteenth Young Master can create a miracle.

Potatoes have already achieved an output of more than 5,000 kilograms per mu. Will sweet potatoes surpass potatoes and reach an astonishing yield of 6,000 kilograms?

Thinking of this, coupled with Xuanwu's description of the many benefits of sweet potatoes, Ying Zheng was extremely excited.

The giant dragon of true energy in his body quietly awakened, like a surging riverbed, stirring up the mountains and rivers, and rushing endlessly through his meridians.

The giant dragon of true energy grew wildly, stirring up the heaven and earth.

It was as if he was not satisfied with just breaking through the first level of cultivation and wanted to continue to impact the next level.

Xuanwu, who felt this change, was shocked again.

How is this going?

The true energy in his body seemed to be extremely disordered, growing wildly as if out of control. This was a sign that it was about to break out of his body!

If this continues, people will no longer exist. The only way to save themselves is to open the meridian barrier and break through to the next level. But how is this possible?

After being promoted to the late stage of Grandmaster, it usually takes at least ten years to break through to the peak of Grandmaster, right?
How could just looking at sweet potatoes cause such a crazy reaction?
Xuanwu was in a state of confusion.

While carefully mobilizing his internal energy to prevent himself from exploding at any time, he quickly led the three people to the hillside where the sweet potatoes grew.

He didn't dare to be careless this time, for fear that if he delayed too long, the other party would lose control and he would suffer.

It took him only a moment to reach the destination, which was hundreds of meters of mountain road.

The group came to a field of spreading vines.

The green leaves in front of me are more lush and full of vitality than those in the potato fields.

Potatoes are stem crops, after all. Each one has a distinct root and stem, growing independently and proudly.

However, the sweet potatoes in front of us are puzzling. They are spread all over the ground, like a green blanket covering the entire hillside.

Are all these things all over the mountains sweet potatoes?
Ying Zheng couldn't help wondering, where had he seen such a sight before? How should such plants be taken care of after being planted?

It seems that there is almost no place to stay.

Are they planted and then left to spread freely without much care?

This is such a relief!

However, despite the turmoil in his heart, the First Emperor remained calm on his face. After all, he was an inspector sent by Dong Cheng and could not appear to be inexperienced.

So, he nodded slightly and commented calmly: "Well, it is growing well indeed."

“I wonder what the fruit will be like?”

He already had the answer in his mind. The fruits of sweet potatoes should be hidden underground. After all, potatoes had set an example for him.

Xuanwu responded, "The young master once said that this batch of sweet potatoes is extraordinary, has strong tolerance, and has an amazing yield."

"Oh, amazing, how amazing is it?"

Ying Zheng was full of anticipation and prepared to witness it with his own eyes.

They came to a slope where the sloping soil was also dotted with green, but it was more sparse than the flat slope, which was just right for Xuanwu to move around.

He gently used the sheath of his knife to push away the soil on the slope, and the soil slid down like a waterfall, layer after layer.

Then, Ying Zheng was shocked by the scene before him!

After the soil layer slid away, rows and rows of densely packed, countless red-skinned fruits were revealed.

They grow directly on the rhizomes, in varying sizes, endlessly, almost filling the entire hillside.

Ying Zheng widened his eyes, what a huge number!

Just now, one potato vine produced more than a dozen fruits, which made him feel it was quite a harvest.

And now, oh my god!

How many does this have to be?
What kind of output is this?
Can these sweet potatoes continue to grow?
How big can it grow?
In shock, the true energy in his body began to roar, rushing towards his peak grandmaster realm.

However, the Emperor's surprise was far from over.

Xuanwu continued to dig up the soil, revealing the roots of the sweet potatoes, and then he found another gap.

Insert the scabbard halfway, then lift it up gently to form a small angle opening, allowing people to glimpse the mystery inside.

Ying Zheng looked towards the opening of the scabbard and was instantly petrified.

Where the more than one-foot-long scabbard was inserted, the left and right sides were covered with criss-crossing roots. Above the roots, densely packed small sweet potatoes of various sizes filled the space.

Some are only the size of a fingertip, and there are many of them; some are even as big as a fist.

Most importantly, there are too many of them to count.

At this moment, the First Emperor suddenly realized that the row he had just seen was just the tip of the iceberg.

The fruits of these sweet potatoes are more than just a row.

It's not just a single tuber, but a whole three-dimensional network!
Its roots penetrate deep into the soil like a drilling machine, and the fruits then grow luxuriantly deep there, intricately and countlessly!
(End of this chapter)