Chapter 138 Bao Ye's Shock

Jiang Ling'er was in a daze when she heard what Zhao Shi said.

No shortage of food?

Don't people grow food to fill their stomachs?
She really couldn't imagine what the situation was like at home, and how they could have the confidence to say that they had enough food.

You know, there is always a shortage of food in this world.

Now she is becoming more and more curious about her family and yearning for it.

Especially the things that my man took out, each one of them was unimaginable in the past, it is no exaggeration to describe it as magical.

To be honest, she really wanted to visit her family now, and she hoped to be recognized so that she could be buried in the Zhao family's ancestral tomb after her death.

For a woman like her, being buried in the ancestral tomb is the greatest honor in her life.

"No, we have to hurry up Yan'er."

Jiang Ling'er thought to herself.

Develop the Zhao family. The stronger the Zhao family becomes, the more confident she will be in the future.

The most important indicator of whether a family is strong is its population. Without population, everything is empty talk.

Soon, Zhao Yan and Bao Ye walked into the living room.

"Master, what's the matter? Why is it so urgent?" Bao Ye asked hurriedly after coming in.

Then I noticed the environment of the living room.

It is very clean, almost without any dust.

Just like the bluestone floor, it is brighter than new, without a trace of dust or dirt.

this.
When he first came in, he saw the yard, which was also very clean. He didn't think much about it at the time, but now when he saw the living room, he realized something was wrong.

Was it Ling'er and her daughter who cleaned it?

impossible!
Such a large room and yard would take even a dozen people half a day to clean, and it still might not be so clean.

The two of them were full of energy and obviously had a good sleep.
Then he turned his gaze to Zhao Shi.

There is only this one.
My grandson-in-law is becoming more and more mysterious.

wrong!

It should be described as magical.

Ling'er and her daughter had some supplies he had never seen before, such as the toothbrush they used to clean teeth, and toilet paper.
Although he didn't ask, it doesn't mean he didn't know. The Zhao family only had three thatched huts before. What could be hidden from him, a master of marrow refining?

Then there was the lighting last night.

can not imagine.

"This patriarch has a big secret." thought Master Bao.

However, Mr. Bao quickly collected his thoughts and looked at Zhao Shi.

Yan'er just found him and said there was an urgent matter. He was really afraid that something might happen. They had just moved and no one could tell what accidents might happen.

Now it seems like nothing serious happened.

"Master, Master, it's grain seeds. Dad brought good grain seeds. One acre of land can produce a thousand stones. Even if the harvest is not good, it can still produce six or seven hundred stones!" Yan'er said hurriedly.

what?
Bao Ye's face suddenly changed, he exclaimed, and looked at Zhao Shi with questioning and excitement.

Any doubts?

indeed!

This is too outrageous.
In Qingshan County and even in the Dai Viet Dynasty, fields that could produce thirty shi were considered top-quality fields, and they had to be top-quality fields tended by the best farmers.

One thousand stones?

Can't even think about it.

What about Ling'er and Yan'er? Although they were excited and knew what the food meant, they were women after all and had never been out of Qingshan County. With the income from the tavern, they lived a decent life and did not starve. Naturally, they did not know much about the outside world.

He is different.

I have been traveling around for many years and have seen a lot of things.

During the Dai Viet Dynasty, even in years of bumper harvests, large numbers of people starved to death.

It can be said that the most common way for humans to die is starvation.

If it is true as Yan'er said, it is not only a matter of being able to support more people at home, but also a great merit that will benefit all living beings.

From now on, the development of the Zhao family will be unstoppable.

Everyone has to give him some credit. "Not bad! Maybe the grain will degenerate, but it will be no problem to reach several hundred shi!" Zhao Shi saw Bao Ye's expectant eyes, nodded and said, but he did not say it completely.

No one knows whether these grains will change after coming to the other world.

“Where are the seeds?”

“What are the requirements for the land?”

“Are there any taboos after planting?”

When Mr. Bao heard what Zhao Shi said, he excitedly took a few steps forward and asked repeatedly.

The world is so miserable that he usually pretends not to see it. But it doesn’t mean that he is not touched inside, but that he is powerless to do anything about it.

What now?
How could he not be excited when food appeared that could change this situation?

Don't talk about him!
Anyone who hears this will be excited.

Once it is true, there will be no problem for the Zhao family to pass it down for ten thousand years. Even though the world is in chaos now, as long as human beings are not extinct, it will be passed down for eternity.

It is not impossible for a Wanshi family to exist.

Even if there is a rebellion, the dynasty will help preserve the Miao descendants.

This is the deterrent power of a human saint.

"This kind of food is called sweet potato. There are no taboos in growing it. It is not picky about the soil, is drought-resistant, and avoids moisture. It cannot be grown in paddy fields, but it tastes better when grown in sandy fields!"

Zhao Shidao.

No jumping ground! Sandy ground!

After hearing what Zhao Shi said, Bao Ye's mind could no longer hold anything else but what Zhao Shi said.

What does this mean?
Many lands that cannot grow food can now be used for cultivation.
More food can be produced and humans will no longer have to worry about hunger.

"no!"

"Master, wait a minute. I have never grown crops before. I will go find someone and we can grow some crops first!"

After Bao Ye finished speaking, without waiting for Zhao Shi to answer, he suddenly ran away.

The speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared in the backyard.

Ling'er and her daughter stared at the disappearing Bao Ye in amazement. In their impression, Bao Ye had always been calm and composed, even when facing monsters. Today was the first time they saw Bao Ye lose his composure.

This made the two of them realize that this grain was more important than they had imagined.

When Master Bao arrived at the front yard, everyone was eating porridge.

There was no dry rice for breakfast, but there was a bowl of thick porridge. This was a temporary decision made by Zhao Shi last night. He had to reclaim the wasteland in the near future and needed to make great efforts, so he decided to increase the two meals into three.

While drinking the porridge, everyone had a smile on their face that came from the bottom of their hearts.

Three meals a day!

I dare not even think about it on weekdays.

Even in the years of good harvest before they became refugees, they only had two meals a day, and the best time was a dry meal at noon.

"Everyone, who is the best at farming?" Uncle Bao came to the front yard, took a quick look, took a deep breath, calmed his excited mood and asked loudly.

When the refugees who were eating in the yard heard what Bao Ye said, they looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

Finally, an old man in his sixties stood up tremblingly and said, "To answer Master Bao, I am doing pretty well in farming!"

There were a few elderly people among these refugees, but only these few.

The reason why they are required to do this at such an old age is because these people are craftsmen.

There are masons, leatherworkers, and blacksmiths.
No one refuted the old man's words. Obviously, it was not the best, but it was almost the same.

Refugees come from all directions, and it obviously takes a certain amount of skill to convince others.

"Come with me!" Bao Ye nodded and said.

The old man followed Master Bao to the backyard with a nervous mood.

"Master, this is the best farmer among the refugees recruited this time!" After Master Bao brought the old man into the house, he bowed to Zhao Shi and said.

"This old man greets the master, the madam, and the young lady!" After Master Bao finished speaking, the old man quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

"Please stand up, old sir!"

"What's your name, old sir?"

Zhao Shi asked.

(End of this chapter)