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"Well, that's it. Just ask. Aiqing, Yang Aiqing, no matter what you ask, just answer truthfully." Yingzong saw that Yang Chendong said it clearly, so he pressed down his curiosity. He wanted to see what the idea was.
"Thank you, Emperor." with the permission of the emperor, Yang Chendong first hugged his fist to thank the ceremony, and then turned his eyes to the civil and military ministers on both sides of the hall.
Glancing, many of the ministers lowered their heads involuntarily. They don't understand what the sixth young master of the Yang family is going to do? What questions will you ask? If it's about confidentiality and privacy, do you want to answer them?
Not answering is cheating! If you answer, you may fall into it. At this moment, many people scold Yang Chendong and scold him for his troubles.
Yang Chendong didn't want to think about the mentality of everyone. The reason why he did this was just for the next plan. There is a saying that only when there is comparison can it be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. What he is looking for now is the art of comparison. "Who is Lord Zuo, the Minister of household?"
As soon as this remark came out, there was a few more rough angry voices in the hall. Obviously, when these people saw that Yang Chendong didn't call his name, they all relaxed a lot, so that their breath increased a little.
When the voice fell, the front class of the chaotang came out with one person, with a cold appearance. It was like a minister, and he looked about 60 years old. "The old minister is Wang Zuo, but I don't know that Governor Yang has something to ask?"
Wang Zuo and Meng Fu. He was proficient in financial management and was the Minister of household at that time.
"Lord Wang, I'm polite. Now I'm called Lord Wang. Do you want to ask me whether there is enough food in Ming Dynasty and whether the people have enough food and clothing?" Yang Chendong still respects those who have the ability. When he bent down to salute Wang Zuo, he was also moved and sincere.
Wang Zuo has invaded dozens of officialdom. What kind of people have you never seen? It has long been tempered into a fire eye. Whether Yang Chendong's gift was sincere or artificial just now, he can naturally tell. Seeing that people really asked for advice, he replied, "I have plenty of food in Ming Dynasty. As for the food and clothing of the people, there are still some frontier areas that have not been completely solved."
He is worthy of being an old minister and has a quick reaction. Obviously, food is not enough, but piansheng said so tactfully and answered by region. So even if Yang Chendong said next that when someone didn't have enough to eat, he had something to refute. He didn't have the power to fight back.
Yang Chendong didn't comment on Wang Zuo's mature words, which was not the key point, so he continued to ask, "excuse me, Lord Wang, why are there still people who don't have enough to eat in such a period of victory?"
"Governor Yang, pay attention to your words and deeds. Don't be partial to the subject." Hu Zhe, the Minister of rites, didn't speak all the time, but suddenly made a remark to remind him, which meant that Yang Chendong's words had some extreme meaning.
It's not that hu wants to embarrass Yang Chendong. On the contrary, he is still helping this son. How to say that Hu Changning has made meritorious contributions for his reasons. With this, he should also express something.
"Thank you for reminding me. I'll pay attention." Yang Chendong doesn't know Hu, and he doesn't know who he is. Just from the other party's words, he could feel a trace of goodwill, and then hugged his fist to thank him. Then, when looking at Wang Zuo, the wind turned and said, "Lord Wang, how much arable land and how many people do I have in Daming? How much land is based on the yield per mu and how many people can I feed?"
This question is directly related to the foundation of the country, and Wang Zuo will not answer lightly. However, he was able to answer some questions, "the ratio of land to population is slightly insufficient. The average yield of land is about two stones per mu. If it comes to a good harvest year, the natural people will have no worries about food, but if it comes to a disaster year, it will be a little stretched."
Wang Zuo's answer was reasonable and pointed directly at God, which meant that the people used to depend on heaven for food. If the weather was good, the country would be peaceful and the people would have a good harvest. On the contrary, the problem lies not in people, but in heaven.
"Yes, yes, no one can tell whether it is a year of good weather or a year of drought and flood." for a time, the voices of the following ministers suddenly began to talk, and they seemed to sigh, but in fact, they were taking this to tell Yang Chendong that not everyone can control the old man's temper. So it makes sense that there is a shortage of food for a time.
The following discussion is that Yingzong Zhuqi Town, sitting high on the Dragon chair, also nodded in agreement. He had heard such words more than once and thought it was reasonable. Sometimes even because of natural disasters, the censor pointed out that the emperor and the son of heaven had done something inappropriate. He was angry all the time. He was not light and could not refute it.
Everyone is thinking about something or whispering something if they are aware. Suddenly, Yang Chendong, standing in the middle of the court, said, "I dare ask Lord Wang, if there is a kind of grain that can break through the number of two stones per mu, will it change the problem of grain shortage?"
"Hmm?" asked Wang Zuo instinctively, "but I don't know what Yang Zhishi said. What's the number after the yield per mu exceeds two stones?"
"What if the officer said it was fifteen stones?" under several questions, Yang Chendong finally threw out the big killing weapon he had planned for a long time.
Quiet
Extremely quiet.
It turned out that there was still some lively chaotang. The time became audible when the needle dropped. Everyone breathed and breathed at this moment. What's more, they directly stared and opened their mouth, and there was no problem with visually plugging the next light bulb.
"Shua!"
After extreme silence, there is rapid movement. He saw that Wang Zuo, who was already in his sixties, suddenly became much lighter. He rushed to Yang Chendong with an arrow. He fiercely stretched out his hands and grabbed Yang Chendong's hands with a thunderous momentum. His eyes asked excitedly, "Governor Yang, what you just said is true?"
At this moment, everyone's eyes stayed on Yang Chendong, waiting for his answer. If this person dares to say that he is joking now, it is estimated that many people's spittle stars will immediately spray on his face, and even exaggerate that it is possible to drown him.
Yang Chendong felt that his vigilance was already very high, but he was still caught by Wang Zuo. It can be seen that the power of potential is really infinite.
"That... That..."
Seeing that Yang Chendong didn't answer, he hesitated. Wang Zuo was afraid that the other party was joking and asked anxiously, "what, this and that, Governor Yang, tell me quickly?"
Yang Chendong blushed, "Lord Wang, you hurt my hand."
"Er..." changed to Wang Zuo's old face. Now he has a loose hand, but his expression is still tense. "Quickly, you just said it's the truth?"
"Yes. But when I say 15 stones per mu, I mean..."
Before Yang Chendong went on, the courtiers on one side said quickly, "it seems that this should be a special case. Are you kidding? How can there be grain with such a high yield per mu in the world."
"It's not necessarily. Even the fifteen stones that can reach the extreme occasionally, but they usually have to be around the five stones. That's because the Scriptures are very high." some people fight for Yang Chendong.
Yang Chendong, who was going to speak, suddenly listened to what he heard, so he didn't mean to go on. Instead, he stood there, looked around and waited for them to finish.
"You all shut up," said Wang Zuo. As the Minister of household of a country, money and grain are the things he deals with most.
And food is the foundation of a country!
Without food, soldiers can't eat. What else can they win?
Without food, the people can't eat, so they can only rebel.
Without food, the country will be weak and its foundation will be unstable. However, there is so much land in a country, and the number of people is indeed increasing year by year. In order to solve this problem, Wang Zuo doesn't know how many methods he has thought of. But I haven't found a way. Originally, I thought this was the only way in my life, and things were only to be solved by future generations.
Indeed, Yang Chendong suddenly stood up and said that there was grain with a yield of about 15 stones per mu. How could he not be happy. It is a crucial time to speak now. If there are other ministers talking sarcastically on one side, how can it make people angry?
Wang Zuo's reprimand suddenly calmed the originally restless officials. It can be seen that Wang Zuo still has a certain prestige among his ministers. In other words, if you offend this person, he will casually wear a small shoe for anyone. When it comes to you asking for money, you will dial some later and find an excuse to dial less. I'm afraid no one can stand it.
The audience was quiet again. When Wang Zuo looked at Yang Chendong, his eyes showed eager expectation, "Governor Yang, they all shut up. Please continue."
"OK." Yang Chendong nodded his head, then suddenly added a few more smiles on his face: "what I said is that the yield of 15 stones per mu still refers to the year of great disaster. Even in ordinary years, it can reach about 20 stones. If it is a good year, it is not strange to reach 25 stones."
"Boom!"
At this moment, chaotang couldn't calm down. Everyone didn't hear clearly. Looking at Yang Chendong, the heavy breathing sound was everywhere.
"Do you need me to repeat it?" Yang Chendong seemed to be used to the sudden change atmosphere and asked Wang Zuo with a smile.
"Need, need." Wang Zuo's head nodded like a chicken pecking rice.
"I said that 15 stones per mu is the lowest yield, and it is possible to reach 20 or even 25 stones." Yang Chendong said again with great certainty.
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"Well, that's it. Just ask. Aiqing, Yang Aiqing, no matter what you ask, just answer truthfully." Yingzong saw that Yang Chendong said it clearly, so he pressed down his curiosity. He wanted to see what the idea was.
"Thank you, Emperor." with the permission of the emperor, Yang Chendong first hugged his fist to thank the ceremony, and then turned his eyes to the civil and military ministers on both sides of the hall.
Glancing, many of the ministers lowered their heads involuntarily. They don't understand what the sixth young master of the Yang family is going to do? What questions will you ask? If it's about confidentiality and privacy, do you want to answer them?
Not answering is cheating! If you answer, you may fall into it. At this moment, many people scold Yang Chendong and scold him for his troubles.
Yang Chendong didn't want to think about the mentality of everyone. The reason why he did this was just for the next plan. There is a saying that only when there is comparison can it be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. What he is looking for now is the art of comparison. "Who is Lord Zuo, the Minister of household?"
As soon as this remark came out, there was a few more rough angry voices in the hall. Obviously, when these people saw that Yang Chendong didn't call his name, they all relaxed a lot, so that their breath increased a little.
When the voice fell, the front class of the chaotang came out with one person, with a cold appearance. It was like a minister, and he looked about 60 years old. "The old minister is Wang Zuo, but I don't know that Governor Yang has something to ask?"
Wang Zuo and Meng Fu. He was proficient in financial management and was the Minister of household at that time.
"Lord Wang, I'm polite. Now I'm called Lord Wang. Do you want to ask me whether there is enough food in Ming Dynasty and whether the people have enough food and clothing?" Yang Chendong still respects those who have the ability. When he bent down to salute Wang Zuo, he was also moved and sincere.
Wang Zuo has invaded dozens of officialdom. What kind of people have you never seen? It has long been tempered into a fire eye. Whether Yang Chendong's gift was sincere or artificial just now, he can naturally tell. Seeing that people really asked for advice, he replied, "I have plenty of food in Ming Dynasty. As for the food and clothing of the people, there are still some frontier areas that have not been completely solved."
He is worthy of being an old minister and has a quick reaction. Obviously, food is not enough, but piansheng said so tactfully and answered by region. So even if Yang Chendong said next that when someone didn't have enough to eat, he had something to refute. He didn't have the power to fight back.
Yang Chendong didn't comment on Wang Zuo's mature words, which was not the key point, so he continued to ask, "excuse me, Lord Wang, why are there still people who don't have enough to eat in such a period of victory?"
"Governor Yang, pay attention to your words and deeds. Don't be partial to the subject." Hu Zhe, the Minister of rites, didn't speak all the time, but suddenly made a remark to remind him, which meant that Yang Chendong's words had some extreme meaning.
It's not that hu wants to embarrass Yang Chendong. On the contrary, he is still helping this son. How to say that Hu Changning has made meritorious contributions for his reasons. With this, he should also express something.
"Thank you for reminding me. I'll pay attention." Yang Chendong doesn't know Hu, and he doesn't know who he is. Just from the other party's words, he could feel a trace of goodwill, and then hugged his fist to thank him. Then, when looking at Wang Zuo, the wind turned and said, "Lord Wang, how much arable land and how many people do I have in Daming? How much land is based on the yield per mu and how many people can I feed?"
This question is directly related to the foundation of the country, and Wang Zuo will not answer lightly. However, he was able to answer some questions, "the ratio of land to population is slightly insufficient. The average yield of land is about two stones per mu. If it comes to a good harvest year, the natural people will have no worries about food, but if it comes to a disaster year, it will be a little stretched."
Wang Zuo's answer was reasonable and pointed directly at God, which meant that the people used to depend on heaven for food. If the weather was good, the country would be peaceful and the people would have a good harvest. On the contrary, the problem lies not in people, but in heaven.
"Yes, yes, no one can tell whether it is a year of good weather or a year of drought and flood." for a time, the voices of the following ministers suddenly began to talk, and they seemed to sigh, but in fact, they were taking this to tell Yang Chendong that not everyone can control the old man's temper. So it makes sense that there is a shortage of food for a time.
The following discussion is that Yingzong Zhuqi Town, sitting high on the Dragon chair, also nodded in agreement. He had heard such words more than once and thought it was reasonable. Sometimes even because of natural disasters, the censor pointed out that the emperor and the son of heaven had done something inappropriate. He was angry all the time. He was not light and could not refute it.
Everyone is thinking about something or whispering something if they are aware. Suddenly, Yang Chendong, standing in the middle of the court, said, "I dare ask Lord Wang, if there is a kind of grain that can break through the number of two stones per mu, will it change the problem of grain shortage?"
"Hmm?" asked Wang Zuo instinctively, "but I don't know what Yang Zhishi said. What's the number after the yield per mu exceeds two stones?"
"What if the officer said it was fifteen stones?" under several questions, Yang Chendong finally threw out the big killing weapon he had planned for a long time.
Quiet
Extremely quiet.
It turned out that there was still some lively chaotang. The time became audible when the needle dropped. Everyone breathed and breathed at this moment. What's more, they directly stared and opened their mouth, and there was no problem with visually plugging the next light bulb.
"Shua!"
After extreme silence, there is rapid movement. He saw that Wang Zuo, who was already in his sixties, suddenly became much lighter. He rushed to Yang Chendong with an arrow. He fiercely stretched out his hands and grabbed Yang Chendong's hands with a thunderous momentum. His eyes asked excitedly, "Governor Yang, what you just said is true?"
At this moment, everyone's eyes stayed on Yang Chendong, waiting for his answer. If this person dares to say that he is joking now, it is estimated that many people's spittle stars will immediately spray on his face, and even exaggerate that it is possible to drown him.
Yang Chendong felt that his vigilance was already very high, but he was still caught by Wang Zuo. It can be seen that the power of potential is really infinite.
"That... That..."
Seeing that Yang Chendong didn't answer, he hesitated. Wang Zuo was afraid that the other party was joking and asked anxiously, "what, this and that, Governor Yang, tell me quickly?"
Yang Chendong blushed, "Lord Wang, you hurt my hand."
"Er..." changed to Wang Zuo's old face. Now he has a loose hand, but his expression is still tense. "Quickly, you just said it's the truth?"
"Yes. But when I say 15 stones per mu, I mean..."
Before Yang Chendong went on, the courtiers on one side said quickly, "it seems that this should be a special case. Are you kidding? How can there be grain with such a high yield per mu in the world."
"It's not necessarily. Even the fifteen stones that can reach the extreme occasionally, but they usually have to be around the five stones. That's because the Scriptures are very high." some people fight for Yang Chendong.
Yang Chendong, who was going to speak, suddenly listened to what he heard, so he didn't mean to go on. Instead, he stood there, looked around and waited for them to finish.
"You all shut up," said Wang Zuo. As the Minister of household of a country, money and grain are the things he deals with most.
And food is the foundation of a country!
Without food, soldiers can't eat. What else can they win?
Without food, the people can't eat, so they can only rebel.
Without food, the country will be weak and its foundation will be unstable. However, there is so much land in a country, and the number of people is indeed increasing year by year. In order to solve this problem, Wang Zuo doesn't know how many methods he has thought of. But I haven't found a way. Originally, I thought this was the only way in my life, and things were only to be solved by future generations.
Indeed, Yang Chendong suddenly stood up and said that there was grain with a yield of about 15 stones per mu. How could he not be happy. It is a crucial time to speak now. If there are other ministers talking sarcastically on one side, how can it make people angry?
Wang Zuo's reprimand suddenly calmed the originally restless officials. It can be seen that Wang Zuo still has a certain prestige among his ministers. In other words, if you offend this person, he will casually wear a small shoe for anyone. When it comes to you asking for money, you will dial some later and find an excuse to dial less. I'm afraid no one can stand it.
The audience was quiet again. When Wang Zuo looked at Yang Chendong, his eyes showed eager expectation, "Governor Yang, they all shut up. Please continue."
"OK." Yang Chendong nodded his head, then suddenly added a few more smiles on his face: "what I said is that the yield of 15 stones per mu still refers to the year of great disaster. Even in ordinary years, it can reach about 20 stones. If it is a good year, it is not strange to reach 25 stones."
"Boom!"
At this moment, chaotang couldn't calm down. Everyone didn't hear clearly. Looking at Yang Chendong, the heavy breathing sound was everywhere.
"Do you need me to repeat it?" Yang Chendong seemed to be used to the sudden change atmosphere and asked Wang Zuo with a smile.
"Need, need." Wang Zuo's head nodded like a chicken pecking rice.
"I said that 15 stones per mu is the lowest yield, and it is possible to reach 20 or even 25 stones." Yang Chendong said again with great certainty.
"Well, that's it. Just ask. Aiqing, Yang Aiqing, no matter what you ask, just answer truthfully." Yingzong saw that Yang Chendong said it clearly, so he pressed down his curiosity. He wanted to see what the idea was."Thank you, Emperor." with the permission of the emperor, Yang Chendong first hugged his fist to thank the ceremony, and then turned his eyes to the civil and military ministers on both sides of the hall.Glancing, many of the ministers lowered their heads involuntarily. They don't understand what the sixth young master of the Yang family is going to do? What questions will you ask? If it's about confidentiality and privacy, do you want to answer them?Not answering is cheating! If you answer, you may fall into it. At this moment, many people scold Yang Chendong and scold him for his troubles.Yang Chendong didn't want to think about the mentality of everyone. The reason why he did this was just for the next plan. There is a saying that only when there is comparison can it be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. What he is looking for now is the art of comparison. "Who is Lord Zuo, the Minister of household?"As soon as this remark came out, there was a few more rough angry voices in the hall. Obviously, when these people saw that Yang Chendong didn't call his name, they all relaxed a lot, so that their breath increased a little.When the voice fell, the front class of the chaotang came out with one person, with a cold appearance. It was like a minister, and he looked about 60 years old. "The old minister is Wang Zuo, but I don't know that Governor Yang has something to ask?"Wang Zuo and Meng Fu. He was proficient in financial management and was the Minister of household at that time."Lord Wang, I'm polite. Now I'm called Lord Wang. Do you want to ask me whether there is enough food in Ming Dynasty and whether the people have enough food and clothing?" Yang Chendong still respects those who have the ability. When he bent down to salute Wang Zuo, he was also moved and sincere.Wang Zuo has invaded dozens of officialdom. What kind of people have you never seen? It has long been tempered into a fire eye. Whether Yang Chendong's gift was sincere or artificial just now, he can naturally tell. Seeing that people really asked for advice, he replied, "I have plenty of food in Ming Dynasty. As for the food and clothing of the people, there are still some frontier areas that have not been completely solved."He is worthy of being an old minister and has a quick reaction. Obviously, food is not enough, but piansheng said so tactfully and answered by region. So even if Yang Chendong said next that when someone didn't have enough to eat, he had something to refute. He didn't have the power to fight back.Yang Chendong didn't comment on Wang Zuo's mature words, which was not the key point, so he continued to ask, "excuse me, Lord Wang, why are there still people who don't have enough to eat in such a period of victory?""Governor Yang, pay attention to your words and deeds. Don't be partial to the subject." Hu Zhe, the Minister of rites, didn't speak all the time, but suddenly made a remark to remind him, which meant that Yang Chendong's words had some extreme meaning.It's not that hu wants to embarrass Yang Chendong. On the contrary, he is still helping this son. How to say that Hu Changning has made meritorious contributions for his reasons. With this, he should also express something."Thank you for reminding me. I'll pay attention." Yang Chendong doesn't know Hu, and he doesn't know who he is. Just from the other party's words, he could feel a trace of goodwill, and then hugged his fist to thank him. Then, when looking at Wang Zuo, the wind turned and said, "Lord Wang, how much arable land and how many people do I have in Daming? How much land is based on the yield per mu and how many people can I feed?"This question is directly related to the foundation of the country, and Wang Zuo will not answer lightly. However, he was able to answer some questions, "the ratio of land to population is slightly insufficient. The average yield of land is about two stones per mu. If it comes to a good harvest year, the natural people will have no worries about food, but if it comes to a disaster year, it will be a little stretched."Wang Zuo's answer was reasonable and pointed directly at God, which meant that the people used to depend on heaven for food. If the weather was good, the country would be peaceful and the people would have a good harvest. On the contrary, the problem lies not in people, but in heaven."Yes, yes, no one can tell whether it is a year of good weather or a year of drought and flood." for a time, the voices of the following ministers suddenly began to talk, and they seemed to sigh, but in fact, they were taking this to tell Yang Chendong that not everyone can control the old man's temper. So it makes sense that there is a shortage of food for a time.The following discussion is that Yingzong Zhuqi Town, sitting high on the Dragon chair, also nodded in agreement. He had heard such words more than once and thought it was reasonable. Sometimes even because of natural disasters, the censor pointed out that the emperor and the son of heaven had done something inappropriate. He was angry all the time. He was not light and could not refute it.Everyone is thinking about something or whispering something if they are aware. Suddenly, Yang Chendong, standing in the middle of the court, said, "I dare ask Lord Wang, if there is a kind of grain that can break through the number of two stones per mu, will it change the problem of grain shortage?""Hmm?" asked Wang Zuo instinctively, "but I don't know what Yang Zhishi said. What's the number after the yield per mu exceeds two stones?""What if the officer said it was fifteen stones?" under several questions, Yang Chendong finally threw out the big killing weapon he had planned for a long time.QuietExtremely quiet.It turned out that there was still some lively chaotang. The time became audible when the needle dropped. Everyone breathed and breathed at this moment. What's more, they directly stared and opened their mouth, and there was no problem with visually plugging the next light bulb."Shua!"After extreme silence, there is rapid movement. He saw that Wang Zuo, who was already in his sixties, suddenly became much lighter. He rushed to Yang Chendong with an arrow. He fiercely stretched out his hands and grabbed Yang Chendong's hands with a thunderous momentum. His eyes asked excitedly, "Governor Yang, what you just said is true?"At this moment, everyone's eyes stayed on Yang Chendong, waiting for his answer. If this person dares to say that he is joking now, it is estimated that many people's spittle stars will immediately spray on his face, and even exaggerate that it is possible to drown him.Yang Chendong felt that his vigilance was already very high, but he was still caught by Wang Zuo. It can be seen that the power of potential is really infinite."That... That..."Seeing that Yang Chendong didn't answer, he hesitated. Wang Zuo was afraid that the other party was joking and asked anxiously, "what, this and that, Governor Yang, tell me quickly?"Yang Chendong blushed, "Lord Wang, you hurt my hand.""Er..." changed to Wang Zuo's old face. Now he has a loose hand, but his expression is still tense. "Quickly, you just said it's the truth?""Yes. But when I say 15 stones per mu, I mean..."Before Yang Chendong went on, the courtiers on one side said quickly, "it seems that this should be a special case. Are you kidding? How can there be grain with such a high yield per mu in the world.""It's not necessarily. Even the fifteen stones that can reach the extreme occasionally, but they usually have to be around the five stones. That's because the Scriptures are very high." some people fight for Yang Chendong.Yang Chendong, who was going to speak, suddenly listened to what he heard, so he didn't mean to go on. Instead, he stood there, looked around and waited for them to finish."You all shut up," said Wang Zuo. As the Minister of household of a country, money and grain are the things he deals with most.And food is the foundation of a country!Without food, soldiers can't eat. What else can they win?Without food, the people can't eat, so they can only rebel.Without food, the country will be weak and its foundation will be unstable. However, there is so much land in a country, and the number of people is indeed increasing year by year. In order to solve this problem, Wang Zuo doesn't know how many methods he has thought of. But I haven't found a way. Originally, I thought this was the only way in my life, and things were only to be solved by future generations.Indeed, Yang Chendong suddenly stood up and said that there was grain with a yield of about 15 stones per mu. How could he not be happy. It is a crucial time to speak now. If there are other ministers talking sarcastically on one side, how can it make people angry?Wang Zuo's reprimand suddenly calmed the originally restless officials. It can be seen that Wang Zuo still has a certain prestige among his ministers. In other words, if you offend this person, he will casually wear a small shoe for anyone. When it comes to you asking for money, you will dial some later and find an excuse to dial less. I'm afraid no one can stand it.The audience was quiet again. When Wang Zuo looked at Yang Chendong, his eyes showed eager expectation, "Governor Yang, they all shut up. Please continue.""OK." Yang Chendong nodded his head, then suddenly added a few more smiles on his face: "what I said is that the yield of 15 stones per mu still refers to the year of great disaster. Even in ordinary years, it can reach about 20 stones. If it is a good year, it is not strange to reach 25 stones.""Boom!"At this moment, chaotang couldn't calm down. Everyone didn't hear clearly. Looking at Yang Chendong, the heavy breathing sound was everywhere."Do you need me to repeat it?" Yang Chendong seemed to be used to the sudden change atmosphere and asked Wang Zuo with a smile."Need, need." Wang Zuo's head nodded like a chicken pecking rice."I said that 15 stones per mu is the lowest yield, and it is possible to reach 20 or even 25 stones." Yang Chendong said again with great certainty.
