Chapter 27 Li Shimin's Approval
Li Shimin had no idea of ​​his identity and ate the sweet potato whole. It seemed that if he was a second slower, the sweet potato would have been snatched away by Cheng Yaojin.

He wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were fixed on Xu Luo: "Mr. Xu, where do these sweet potatoes come from? Can they be grown on a large scale? I want to work with you to achieve something great."

At this time, Xu Luo smiled, and his eyes seemed to say: Emperor, you are really down-to-earth now.

Xu Luo led Li Shimin, Du Ruhui and Zhangsun Wuji to the corner with a proud look on his face, and said with great joy as he walked: "Do you know that sweet potatoes are a good thing? They can help the people of the Tang Dynasty solve their urgent needs."

He smiled mysteriously, shook his head, and continued, "But, hey, this good thing is not so easy to find. Old Li, let alone our Tang Dynasty, even in the distant Western Regions, it is difficult to find its trace."

He pointed to a small piece of land at the foot of the wall, and said with some anticipation: "See, the sweet potatoes in those fields were planted with great effort by me. It is still unknown whether they can grow well."

Upon hearing this, Li Shimin and the others bent down and looked curiously in the direction Xu Luo pointed.

Sure enough, at the foot of the wall, on a small piece of land that Xu Luo had specially marked out, a few cut sweet potatoes were lying there quietly.

At this time, Changsun Wuji couldn't help but tease: "Xu Luo, are you performing magic tricks? You can grow something so precious?"

Xu Luo replied seriously: "This sweet potato, although it is not picky about the soil, is afraid of cold. As long as the temperature is suitable, it can take root in five days. Apart from this, it really has no disadvantages."

Du Ruhui, who was standing by, looked at the sweet potato field and suddenly remembered a joke, so he made a joke: "Hey, Xu Luo, you know what, these sweet potatoes are a bit like you, both of you are good at making a splash if you don't make a splash!"

After hearing this, everyone burst into laughter. Xu Luo was not angry, but laughed even more happily.

These words floated into the ears of Li Shimin and others, just like chanting a spell. ℃℃, they were in a fog, not knowing what to say. Xu Luo was stunned, then laughed and waved his hand: "Hey, these professional terms, it's better not to mention them, it's like talking to a cow!"

Li Shimin nodded slightly, but in his heart he had no doubt about Xu Luo's ability. This guy was not only good at fortune-telling, but also well versed in state governance, and now he had come up with a sweet potato.

Although I don't know whether it is true or not, if the yield per mu is really 1,000 kilograms, then wouldn't these sweet potatoes become a treasure to save the country and the people?
Li Shimin couldn't help being curious, and asked with a frown: "Mr. Xu, when will these sweet potatoes mature?" Xu Luo thought for a moment. His sweet potatoes were given by the system. Unlike ordinary crops, their growth cycle was surprisingly short.

He paused and replied, "Generally speaking, it takes four months for sweet potatoes to mature, and five months in the north where it's colder.

But my sweet potatoes, combined with the climate here, will yield a good harvest in about two months. "When Li Shimin heard this, his brows knitted even tighter.

Li Shimin felt itchy in his heart, just like a child looking forward to eating candy. He really wanted to see what the sweet potatoes looked like after they were ripe.

But I also know in my heart that this cannot be rushed, and the fruit has to ripen on its own before its benefits can be shown.

He cleared his throat and said to Xu Luo: "Brother Xu, I have an idea, how about we work together?" Xu Luo blinked, a little surprised, but with a smile on his face: "Oh? Tell me about it."

"I have some good land outside the city that is idle anyway. I think sweet potatoes are a good thing. How about this, you help me plant sweet potatoes, and when we harvest them in two months, if they can really produce 1,000 kilograms per mu as you said, we can split the profits in half!"

Li Shimin spoke excitedly.

After hearing this, Xu Luo's eyes widened, and he looked Li Shimin up and down, and laughed for a long time: "Okay, Old Li, you are quite quick-witted! I asked you to stock up on rice, but you were still hesitant. Now you want to grow sweet potatoes?"

He paused, and then continued: "If the sweet potatoes can really grow well on this land, it will benefit the people and make him a lot of money.

However, you just gave me two plots of land and let me run around, while you were relaxed. Isn't this a bit too smart of a deal?

As Xu Luo spoke, he muttered to himself that Li Shimin was indeed a businessman, with his abacus clacking loudly.

There was a sly smile on Xu Luo's lips and a shrewd light flashed in his eyes.

"There are no brothers in the business world, you know this. Friendship is friendship, gold is gold, and the differences must be kept clear." He said, tapping the table lightly.

Li Shimin was stunned when he heard this, then he responded with a smile: "Hey, Brother Xu Luo, how can I let you suffer alone?
How about this, I'll provide the manpower and land, and you just use your unique planting skills to give me some pointers, how about that?

Xu Luo hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said, "That's more like it... But, I have one more condition!"

"Oh? Just say it!" Li Shimin urged.

"As for the profit, I have to take 70% of it. After all, sweet potatoes and technology are my unique secrets."

Xu Luo said this seriously, and it seemed that his chest seemed to stand up a little higher.

Du Ruhui and Changsun Wuji behind them looked at each other and were quite unhappy with Xu Luo's greed, but they just kept silent and were secretly angry in their hearts.

Li Shimin frowned, the veins on his neck bulged slightly, and after thinking for a long time, he finally nodded: "Sixty percent, this is the bottom line. I have to support my family, right? Forty-six, if you agree, we'll finalize it!"

"Four or six?" There was a hint of satisfaction in Xu Luo's laughter. In fact, in his heart, the 50-50 split had already made him very happy.

In the Tang Dynasty, sweet potatoes were a rare commodity. Once they appeared, they would definitely cause a sensation. Xu Luo was not very interested in the sweet potatoes, wondering how much they could be worth.

But Lao Li actually proposed to give him 60% of the profits, which made Xu Luo very happy. On the surface, he pretended to be at a loss, and after a long pause, he said with embarrassment:
"Hey, Lao Li, for the sake of our long-term friendship, let's just split it 40-60. We can make money together!"

The deal was done, but Li Shimin was not in a hurry to leave, as if he had some questions to ask Xu Luo. At this time, Xu Luo's eyes fell on Du Ruhui who was beside Li.

Du Ruhui looked haggard. Xu Luo looked at him and couldn't help but said worriedly, "Old Du, I see you don't look well. You should find a good doctor to see you when you have time."

Du Ruhui was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Brother Xu, what does this mean?"

Xu Luo sighed softly and shook his head without answering immediately. He looked as if he had the whole chess game in his mind.

Li Shimin, Zhangsun Wuji and Cheng Yaojin looked at each other, as if they were communicating a silent understanding.
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(End of this chapter)