Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 27 Zhao Kun: I have a wish

"It's so fragrant!"

After eating half of the sweet potato, Li Si let out a sigh of emotion.

How repulsive he was just now, and how eager he is now, so much so that he forgot Ying Zheng's identity, and actually reached out to Ying Zheng: "Is there any more? Another one!"

The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth twitched, and he said angrily, "If you want to eat, take it yourself, there are plenty on the ground."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Li Si, picked up a baked sweet potato, and began to try it himself.

Not to mention, this taste is really good, sweet and soft, which makes people have endless aftertaste.

"Your baked sweet potato is strange, where did it come from?"

Ying Zheng asked Zhao Kun while chewing sweet potatoes.

Zhao Kun smiled and said, "My adoptive father may not believe me, but this thing was given to me by a bear!"

"Yesterday I was attacked by a human bear in the mountains. I thought I would be killed by a bear, but I never thought that it was a bear spirit who had cultivated for thousands of years. Not only did this bear spirit not eat me, but he even spoke human words to communicate with me."

To be honest, Zhao Kun himself felt that this was a bit nonsense.

But it happens to be justified.

After all, the attack by a man-bear did happen to him.

"Oh?"

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Over the years, he had heard many fairy tales, but the strange anecdotes were refreshing.

"At first, I was a little scared and didn't dare to communicate with it"

Seeing Ying Zheng smiling at him, Zhao Kun rolled his eyes in his heart, and said, "Later, I found out that it had no malicious intentions, so I asked why it chased me?"

"Oh? Then what does it say?"

"It says that he has to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships before he can become an immortal, and I am his No.81 one. As long as one of my wishes is fulfilled, he will be consummated!"

"What is your wish?"

The smile on Ying Zheng's face grew wider and wider.

"My wish"

Zhao Kun smashed his mouth and said, "My wish, of course, is to wipe out hunger!"

"Sweep hunger?"

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then asked with some doubts: "What do you mean?"

"It is to let the people of the whole world no longer suffer from hunger."

After saying this, Zhao Kun's expression was calm and natural, but his heart was distorted.

This pretending is perfect!
Sure enough, Ying Zheng was stunned by these words on the spot.

Good boy, with such great ambition, it would be a pity not to be a saint.

"You said that this thing can make the people of the whole world no longer suffer from hunger?"

"I didn't say it, it was Xiong Jing who said that the yield of sweet potatoes can reach two thousand catties per mu!"

Li Si, who was eating sweet potatoes when he heard that the yield per mu was two thousand catties, suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhao Kun in shock, as if to say, are you kidding me?

The most fertile land in Daqin can produce up to two hundred catties of grain.

Your sweet potato has multiplied ten times in one go, it is simply a fetish!

In ancient times, the most important thing was food.

The Qin State, which was a small-scale peasant economy, valued food the most in all dynasties, and even studied a set of special laws for food production.

It can be seen how much the impact of sweet potato production on Li Si is!
In fact, not only Li Si, but even Ying Zheng, who was used to seeing big storms, was shocked by Sweet Potato.

After a long while, Ying Zheng said seriously: "Don't make fun of this kind of thing."

Zhao Kun spread his hands: "I'm not joking, the yield of this sweet potato is indeed very high."

"What proof do you have?" Li Si asked suspiciously.

"certificate?"

Zhao Kun frowned.

To be honest, he really has no proof.

After all, what I knew about sweet potatoes in my previous life was limited to scientific magazines.

The sweet potatoes in the Americas did not have a high yield at the beginning, but after countless improvements, the sweet potatoes with a yield of [-] jin per mu were produced.

Although I don't know what kind of sweet potato the system gave, but I think it shouldn't be too bad.

But even if he knew it was good, there was no way to prove it, because Zhao Kun didn't try to plant it himself, so he could only be vague when faced with Li Si's questioning.

"I don't have a certificate, but I believe the Bear Spirit won't lie to me."

"Why?"

Zhao Kun smiled, and then looked at Ying Zheng meaningfully: ""Because it said sweet potatoes taste very good, didn't it? "

Ying Zheng was taken aback for a moment, his eyes became a little blurred.

If Zhao Kun's words are made up, then sweet potatoes do exist, but if it is said that the yield of sweet potatoes per mu is two thousand catties, there is no actual evidence.

For a while, Ying Zheng and Li Si fell silent at the same time.

As far as the ruling class is concerned, they must hope that it is true that the yield of sweet potatoes per mu is two thousand catties. After all, this stuff is not only delicious, but also can fill the stomach.

If the yield per mu is two thousand catties, it will really make the world no longer suffer from hunger.

But it would be an insult to their IQ to believe them to be true based on one side of the story.

Obviously, they didn't want to be insulted by Zhao Kun.

After wandering between belief and disbelief for a long time, Li Si took the lead and said, "How many more sweet potatoes are there?"

"A few dozen catties."

Zhao Kun replied.

Dozens of catties?
That's just right for breeding!

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he quickly took up the conversation and asked, "Where are the remaining sweet potatoes?"

Zhao Kun chuckled, thinking that he finally got to the point.

If Yingzheng and Li Si didn't ask about the remaining sweet potatoes, he was really afraid that his plan would fail. After all, sweet potatoes are priceless treasures for the officials, but they are dispensable to these blood-licking thieves.

If they don't realize the importance of sweet potatoes, it is impossible to ask about leftover sweet potatoes.

Therefore, judging from the current situation, the plan is considered half successful.

"What are you laughing at?" Seeing that Zhao Kun smiled instead of answering, Ying Zheng asked with some doubts.

Zhao Kun waved his hand: "It's nothing, I just thought of something funny."

"What's so funny?"

"Eh, my dear father's little wife gave birth to a younger brother for me."

puff--

Hearing this, Li Si couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of sweet potatoes.

Ying Zheng's face darkened, he stared straight at Li Si, and even exuded a sense of urgency: "What are you laughing at?"

"I"

Li Si's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized that he had lost his composure, and quickly replied, "I also remembered that my little wife gave birth to a son."

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes: "Are you sure?"

Li Si: "."Your Majesty, I was just joking, you see you are serious.

Don't look at me like that, it's scary.

Okay, okay, I was wrong, it’s okay if I admit my mistake!

"Boss, just now the subordinates were talking nonsense. The subordinates choked on eating sweet potatoes. Please forgive me."

"Excuse me ass."

Ying Zheng snorted coldly and cursed, "After I go back, if I don't see your youngest son, you'll just wait to be stabbed!"

"what?"

Li Si's face turned pale with fright.

He just said it casually, but he didn't expect Ying Zheng to tell him the truth.

How did this little son come out of nothing?

"The leader."

Li Si wanted to beg for mercy, but Ying Zheng stared at him, choked back his words, and asked Zhao Kun, "Tell me, where are the remaining sweet potatoes?"

Zhao Kun glanced at Li Si amusedly, thinking he deserved it, and then replied solemnly: "The remaining sweet potatoes are in my mansion."

"Your mansion?"

Ying Zheng was stunned, and wanted to continue asking, but seeing Zhao Kun's pure face, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

It took only a moment for him to react.

Good guy!
So he was waiting for Lao Tzu here?
Sweet potatoes are in the mansion.
In this way, you can save your life before I get the sweet potato, right?

If I go with you to get sweet potatoes, you can take the opportunity to report to the police, right?
Good boy, he kills two birds with one stone, and he's playing really well!

It's a pity...you and I can take all black and white!

Ying Zheng was amused, but said flatly, "Forget it, I don't want it anymore."

　Seeking to follow up, seek to collect, the more you look back, the more exciting it will be!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)