Lord Hong glanced at the corn cob and made a rough calculation in his mind. There are at least fifty roots in this place.

Gently coughed a flood and Wang Ye looked at Zhang Ting’s side. "How long can Xiaoren daughter-in-law put this corn?"
Zhang Ting was wiping Xiaobao’s mouth with corn crumbs. When he heard this sentence from Prince Hong, he glanced at his side and replied, "We are just eating at a mature stage. After a while, this corn will not be eaten like this. When the time comes, we can grind this corn into powder to make cakes and eat anything."
Lord Hong clenched his face and looked at Zhang Ting with an excited expression. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Then I ask you how much corn can you produce in this acre of land?"
Zhang Ting did a little calculation in his mind.
"Probably can produce about one thousand one hundred catties." Zhang Ting looked at Lord Hong with a serious look.
"PSST" moment beside Zhang Ting to several surprised extraction.
Except Hao Gui, a few of them don’t know how much food an acre of land can produce. Everyone present has read it and lived in this world for many years.
The average farmer can produce five or six hundred kilograms of grain per mu, which is already the best.
Just now, Zhang Tingbao reported that this number made many people present listen to it wrong.
"Xiaoren daughter-in-law, you say it’s true that an acre of land can really produce so much?" Hong Wang Ye’s expression is more than staring at Zhang Ting carefully and repeatedly confirming.
Zhang Ting hesitated. In fact, this 1,100 Jin of grain is estimated by herself, so more or less, she doesn’t have a bottom in her heart now.
"It should be. Just now, this 1100 Jin was estimated by myself at least. Dad, if you want an accurate figure, we will know the correct figure after half a month and a half." Zhang Ting looked at Wang Ye Hong and said.
On Hao’s side, when talking about these fresh corn, the four Fucheng families also received fresh corn from Zhang Ting.
"Sir, this is a piece of paper called corn brought back by Zhang Ting girl. The court wrote how to eat this corn." As soon as the housekeeper came back, the horse held the ten corns and saw the master.
"Corn? Get this thing here and show it to me. "Master immediately put his own things in a hurry and asked the housekeeper to bring his things here.
"This is corn?" Master hit the desktop and saw ten things wrapped in green lying inside him.
"Yes, sir, this is the Zhang Ting girl who said corn. The old slave saw the Zhang Ting girl tear this green leaf and revealed something like pearls inside. I heard that this thing inside is to eat." The housekeeper introduced it to the master with a face of presents.
His lordship glared at the housekeeper who kept chattering in his ear.
"Your master, I am so clever that I don’t know. Isn’t it simple to tear this thing?" Say that finish, the master gently coughed and tore the thick green coat outside the corn.
"Psst, this thing is really beautiful." In a short time, the master was surprised in the quiet room.
"Master Zhang Ting said that it tastes better when cooked." The housekeeper whispered in the master’s ear before swallowing.
His lordship didn’t blame him for being too talkative as a housekeeper this time.
The horse put his hand into the housekeeper’s arms. "What are you waiting for? Take this thing to the master and cook it in the kitchen quickly."
The housekeeper rushed to answer with this pile of things. First, she turned around and left the room with this thing.
Things like this are also happening in three other houses in Fucheng.
Zhang Ting didn’t even know that it was she who sent these ten fresh corn and almost caused four families to fight for corn.
After tasting this fresh corn, the villagers in the village all know that what is in this field in Zhang Ting is a good thing.
Nowadays, there are many people in this field of Zhang Ting every day, day or night.
In addition to people from Zhang Ting, the villagers in the village also volunteered to join.
Because Zhang Ting promised them that when the corn was ripe, she would distribute some kinds to each family in the village from these ripe corn.
During the period when the corn is maturing, another batch of agricultural products will mature in the field, and this is also Zhang Ting’s favorite potato.
"How about Xiaoren’s daughter-in-law? How many catties have we got in this acre?" Lord Hong has been busy in the fields with Hao workers all day today.
The purpose is to wait for this moment.
Zhang Ting glanced at his hand. This little boy looked up and looked straight at Wang Ye Hong. He slowly spoke a number "one thousand catties".
"How much?" Hong report first take a deep breath of relief and then a face of disbelief to Zhang Ting asked.
"Thousands of pounds" Zhang Ting reported this figure again
Hong Wang Ye leng for a long time and then turned around in situ and wiped his forehead with his hand.
"You don’t mind if something like Xiaoren’s daughter-in-law may be reported to the court?" Lord Hong turned and looked at Zhang Ting.
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Zhang Ting looked at Lord Hong. "It’s up to Dad to make decisions personally."
Lord Hong ha ha smiled and looked at Zhang Ting with a satisfied expression. "Xiaoren’s daughter-in-law deserves to be my Hong Gufu star. I told Xiaoren that you are my Hong Gufu star."
Throw this sentence, Lord Hong ran quickly with a happy face.
"Owner, have we really produced this round thing of one thousand pounds on this mu of land?" Wang Gangwang Zhang Ting asked.
"What round thing is called potato? Didn’t the owner tell us its name?" Among the workers, there was another man named Liu San, a middle-aged man who corrected Wang Gang’s words.
Zhang Ting glanced at the workers present. From their faces, she could see that they were happy.
"It’s true that this acre of land has really produced one thousand pounds of potatoes."
"Oh, my God, there are so many. It’s the first time I’ve planted so many fields for half a generation." Someone exclaimed.