"This... can this stuff really be eaten? How did it bear so much?"
"Yield per mu... How much would that be?"
"..."
Amidst these exclamations, Gu Jin was also not idle. He had already gone to inspect the crops at the first moment.
Including Gu Yi, who was also paying attention to this matter.
Although he grew up in the city, Gu Yi often went to his grandparents' house in the countryside when he was young, so he was not unfamiliar with all this.
These corncobs naturally couldn't compare to modern ones.
Whether in terms of the fullness of the kernels or the overall size of the fruit, these fell far short of modern ones.
But for the Great Song today.
This thing could still be considered a divine object!
"Quick—"
"Calculate the yield immediately, then cook it according to the method I mentioned before!"
Upon hearing this, the Ministry of Agriculture officials immediately directed the clerks to transport the harvested corncobs to the large scales that had been prepared.
