"Oh, they all like the new crops studied by their husband so much. OK, I''ll subscribe another million jin for our family. Let''s eat slowly," Tang Hao said.


    "What?" Li Wanqing immediately drew three slashes on her forehead. "Officer, do you remember correctly? Are you confused because of the harvest? Our family can''t eat all the potatoes. Do you still..."


    "The old man''s family bought 2 million jin, Lord Cheng bought 1.5 million jin, and the eldest grandson bought 2 million jin. Every shop in our family bought at least 1000 Jin, as well as the people in Chang''an. In this way, more than 10 million jin of potatoes have not been found in the field. I have expanded the military grain depot in the army by one million jin..." Tang Hao said in separate pieces.


    Li Wanqing, Princess Changle''s eyes instantly stared like a bronze bell. Even ZHENG''ER on one side showed different cute expressions. Look at the potatoes drying in the yard, and then look at the embarrassed Tang Hao below.


    This food shortage is a difficult problem, and there must be a solution when there is a high grain yield. This time, the merchants and rich people in Chang''an all rigidly apportioned the task of subscribing potatoes, at least from 100000 kg.


    After several rounds of marketing, Tang Hao looked at the experimental field. It seemed that there were still so many potatoes in the field. Remember that the corners of his mouth were on fire and there were several blisters overnight. All the farmers have filled their granaries, not counting rice and beans. By this month next year, they will basically eat potatoes three times a day.


    The servants of the royal family found that their three meals had turned into potatoes. In the morning, it was fried shredded potatoes with rice soup. At noon, it is stewed potatoes with streaky pork and fat meat with plenty of oil. At night, the kitchen tries to press potato bumps into mashed potatoes and eat them with soybean sauce seasoning.


    In the past, no matter what dishes, just a lost spoon. Now the chef severely buckled two spoons into the bowl and asked, "is it enough, is it enough?"


    This thing is really full, but the flatulence makes many ladies very embarrassed. Especially at the elegant moment of playing the piano and reciting poetry, it really destroys the atmosphere when someone flatulence in his stomach.


    But eating potatoes is a hard task at present. It''s better than starvation in famine, isn''t it?


    These days, the general''s house suddenly eats potatoes, and Tang Hao is also changing ways to renovate eating patterns. Peeling potatoes is a laborious and boring job. When there was nothing to do, Wu Tong automatically started peeling potatoes.


    At noon that day, he fried shredded potatoes. When Wu Tong cleaned the wooden basin soaked with shredded potatoes, he found a thick layer of white material deposited under the wooden basin. At first, he thought it was the last wave of steamed bread and noodles. The basin was not cleaned. He thought that this flour could not be wasted.


    Wu Tong dug out the white material deposited in the basin for drying and rolled noodles. When he touched these unknown materials in the basin, he found that it was not wheat flour.


    Because the texture is slippery and feels a little loose, he took a sip with his index finger and tasted it. It feels like raw meal. There are pigs in the backyard and they need feed.


    He first tried to gather these white substances together, make a small bucket, cook them and feed them to the pigs first. As long as the pig is not poisoned, it is non-toxic. At present, this is also the most direct way to experiment with food.


    At this time, Tang Hao came over and saw the bucket of paste like objects. He tasted it with his index finger. The taste was ok, but the shape was a little difficult to accept. Some objects were like that kind of object.


    Eh... This is not.. Tang Hao suddenly thought of going back to the countryside for the new year when he was very young. He saw people grinding cassava into paste and drying noodles in the yard of the village.


    Isn''t this paste like object dried in the air just like vermicelli? Hot pot, stew? If you can make noodles successfully, the rich potatoes in the field will not be a burden.


    Tang Hao''s mood was very excited at this time, and his worries for many days were cleared away. The potato made into noodles has a higher taste, and a variety of cooking patterns have been derived. At the same time, the added value of the processed noodles will also be improved.


    Before, businessmen in Chang''an didn''t think it was profitable to sell potatoes alone. In addition, this thing is heavy and the transportation cost is high, so it can only be sold locally.


    After making vermicelli, the profit doubled, and the transportation cost fell suddenly, which means a larger sales market and audience. This is a potential business opportunity.


    Bold ideas filled Tang Hao''s brain like magma. He couldn''t wait to turn them into reality.


    "I''m sure I can make noodles." Tang Hao was full of confidence. The most important thing in the world is the transformation of thinking. If you have a bold idea and put it into scientific practice, it will be successful.


    The general''s house itself is not short of money. Coupled with Tang Hao''s smart IQ, everything comes naturally. Wu Tong took the funds withdrawn from Tang Hao''s account room and the tool drawings drawn by Tang Hao and hurried to the west market.


    The equipment for making noodles was made in one day. Of course, after the carriage was transported back to the iron sheet, Tang Hao made small holes one by one with tools, ranging from thick to thin.