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Chapter 22 The Great Harvest

That night, Zhao Jun thought for a long time after returning home, but no one knew what decision she had made.

Time passed quietly, and in the anticipation of many people, the harvest of corn and sweet potatoes was finally on the agenda.

But before that it's worth mentioning that...

She, Zhao Jun, finally got rid of the arrears and stepped into a well-off life in one fell swoop!

Yes, that's right, only a few days ago when she was chatting with the mirror, she found out that her contribution value had already gotten rid of the negative number.

Now she is a rich farmer with 250 points!

Although this number of points is not very auspicious, don't pay attention to these details.

Do you know how much effort she has put in from minus nineteen to the current two hundred and five!
Every day, I get up early and go back and forth between the palace and the western suburbs, and from time to time I have to feel the death urging from my boss.

No kidding, she almost cried with joy when she got the points.

In short, everything is moving in a good direction, Zhao Jun feels extremely fulfilled and satisfied with his current life.

"Ms. Zhao, is the king really coming today?" Wang Deng who was beside him asked tremblingly.

A petty official like him only sees the king once a year, and he only watches from a distance, but now he is about to meet the king face to face, this...

"Oh, Wang Taicang, don't be afraid. Your Majesty has nothing to be afraid of. Don't you see that Xuanyang is very calm."

Zhao Jun patted his shoulder reassuringly and said earnestly.

"Ms. Zhao, I'm not afraid. I'm excited. I can see the king at close range. When I go back at night, I must burn incense and kowtow to my ancestors."

Wang Deng stroked his white beard, stomped his feet excitedly and said, "Let's talk about Leader Xuan, you see, they are also very excited."

Zhao Jun was dumbfounded, and looked carefully at the soldiers again. Xuan Yang seemed to be stomping his feet, and those soldiers were warming up and playing with each other.

"Aren't you afraid of the king because you are all excited?"

Zhao Jun thought that many people should be afraid of Yingzheng, because of his perennially cold face and terrifying aura, plus the tyranny in history.

Shouldn't you see him being cautious?

In her impression, most people in the palace, including Li Si and Fu Su, were like this.

"How can you be afraid? Your Majesty is such a wise man. He led Qin to defeat many countries. He punished many bad people with strict laws. He also sympathized with the people and reduced taxes. Now everyone's life is much better than before. No one The people of Qin will be afraid of the king."

Wang Deng spoke excitedly, saliva sprayed from his mouth, and his eyes seemed to burst into light.

Zhao Jun silently took two steps back.

I didn't expect Yingzheng to be like this in the eyes of ordinary people. It seems that not all historical stories are credible. At least the people of Qin love and support this king very much.

"The king is here—"

Sun Cheng's loud voice came, and not far away seven or eight maidservants were leading the sedan chair behind, and the people in the sedan chair were vaguely seen standing upright in black robes, followed by a group of forbidden troops.

Everyone knelt down, and Zhao Jun was no exception, but the land was a bit cramped.

"Get up."

Ying Zheng got off the cart, glanced at Zhao Jun who was kneeling in front of him, and then at Sun Cheng.

Sun Cheng understood.

He hurried forward to help Zhao Jun up.

"Nv Shi Zhao doesn't need to be so generous."

It should be said that there is a reason why Sun Cheng was able to be the first-rank eunuch next to Ying Zheng.

"Your Majesty is here, you see this is what we have gained in the past few months."

Zhao Jun excitedly pointed to a large piece of green not far away, those long tall corns covered with fruits and green sweet potatoes climbing on the ground and growing in the soil.

If it wasn't for the wrong times, she really wanted to shout out at this time.

Look, this is what I have laid down for you!
Of course, I can only think about it in my heart. If she dared to speak out, she would be killed by Ying Zheng in a matter of minutes.

"Is this corn?"

Ying Zheng walked to the edge of the field and looked at the corn hanging on the branch.

"Yes, I'll start asking people to pick it later, but the visual output will not be less and should reach the estimated [-] catties. I'll pick one first and show it to the king."

Zhao Jun walked down the field ridge, broke off an ear of corn, and peeled off the green outer coat to reveal the yellow fruit inside.

The people next to them stretched their heads to look at it. Even Wang Deng, who has been dealing with farmland all his life, has never seen such a fruit.

"Look, my lord, this is the fruit of corn. We need to pick off the ear first, and then peel off the kernel. In this way, storing it in a dry environment for a year is not a problem."

"This kind of corn, like rice and wheat, can be used as a staple food for a full stomach, and it can also be processed into things like corn flour."

Zhao Jun handed the peeled corn to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng held it in his hand, looked at it, and said, "Okay, collect this batch of corn as soon as possible, and measure the yield. With it, my people in Daqin will not have enough to eat."

This was also the first time Yingzheng saw the corn Zhao Jun was talking about, and he knew it was something that could change Qin's grain production.

"Your Majesty, please read this again."

Zhao Jun didn't forget that there was still a sweet potato buried in the ground, so she asked someone to dig out the nearest piece of sweet potato under the vine.

The sweet potatoes were pulled out with fresh dirt on them, and each one was as big as a man's fist.

"It is no problem to store sweet potatoes under dry conditions for more than half a year, and it can also be made into sweet potato flour."

Zhao Jun touched the sweet potato with dirt and said to Ying Zheng.

"The yield per mu of sweet potatoes will exceed that of corn and even reach [-] catties, but the slight disadvantage is that you can't eat too much at once, otherwise it will be indigestible and easy to fart."

"Two thousand catties!"

Ying Zheng didn't hear anything about farting if he couldn't digest it. He only knew that this thing produced two thousand catties per mu.

Two thousand catties!What a concept, it can even support a small county town.

Wang Deng next to him was also taken aback. He had been focusing on the visible corn before, but he didn't expect the yield of this thing buried in the ground to be even more terrifying.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Ying Zheng was in a good mood looking at the greenery all over the place, with a rare smile on it.

"Collect the things as soon as possible in the past few days, and produce a specific quantity. Such good seeds must be promoted to all counties and counties as soon as possible, and everyone will reward them for their merits!"

Ying Zheng waved his big hand and made a bold statement. Zhao Jun had already known his reward in advance, but the soldiers present worked even harder when they heard this.

Soon everyone in the field was busy with enthusiasm.

Zhao Jun ordered the corn to be picked first, and everyone picked the ears of corn one by one with the baskets on their backs.

Zhao Jun walked around the field with Ying Zheng again.

Ying Zheng himself hadn't visited such a place for a long time, and his territory had always been in the battlefield and court.

Suddenly, Ying Zheng found a big pit not far away, which was covered by something.

"What's that?" He walked over there.

Zhao Jun didn't react for a while, and it was too late to stop Ying Zheng when he walked over.

"What, it smells so bad!"

Ah, it's that temporary composting pool...

(End of this chapter)