Da Qin: Old Zhao, I am really not a fairy

For some reason, Zhao Sheng looked shocked at the two ancient men in front of him, and felt a burst of fun, which added some fun to Zhao Sheng's ordinary life!

The old king on the side is Sparta on the spot.

The dark thing in front of him actually yields four thousand catties per mu!

Old Zhao's complexion also changed, his pupils shrank suddenly, and another crop yielded four thousand catties per mu!

The yield of this sweet potato is nearly twice that of the previous potato with a yield of [-] jin per mu!

Old Wang looked at Zhao Sheng with a burning gaze, and said in a deep voice, "Is this sweet potato really yielding four thousand catties per mu?"

Old Zhao gasped, Daqin had never had crops that yielded a thousand catties per mu.

As for rice that can yield a thousand catties per mu, there is some rice in Daqin, but this thing can't produce a thousand catty per mu now.

The rice with such a high yield in later generations is the rice that has been improved many times. The rice of Daqin only yields a hundred catties per mu.

Zhao Sheng shook his head honestly.

Could it be that sweet potatoes and potatoes, two crops with a yield of [-] jin per mu, are not enough?Zhao Sheng glared at Lao Wang angrily.

Old Zhao still had some doubts about Zhao Sheng's words, it's not that he didn't believe what Zhao Sheng said, it's just that the sweet potatoes were too heaven-defying.

The yield of a thousand catties per mu is too amazing for the Qin people of this era.

Old Zhao also took a few breaths, then murmured, "Can you take me to see you?"

The so-called seeing is believing, Lao Zhao will believe what Zhao Sheng said only when he really sees this sweet potato with a yield of a thousand catties per mu.

Zhao Sheng hesitated for a moment and then said, "Of course!"

After all, the sweet potatoes were not falsely reported by Zhao Sheng, but the real data.

Later, under the guidance of Zhao Sheng, Lao Wang and Lao Zhao came to the farmland where sweet potatoes were grown.

"In another month, this sweet potato will be ripe. Old Wang, I only allow you to turn over one plant!"

If sweet potatoes are turned over frequently, this will affect the yield of sweet potatoes.

Lao Wang nodded vigorously, the excitement on his face could not be stopped.

Is it finally time to see sweet potatoes with a yield of [-] catties per mu?

Lao Wang also looked at Lao Zhao who was beside him. Lao Zhao nodded to Lao Wang. With Lao Zhao's consent, Lao Wang finally made a move.

Lao Wang carefully planed the soil in front of him, just like planing some treasure, for fear of damaging the sacred object in front of him.

Then, under the watchful eyes of Lao Zhao, Lao Wang successfully pulled out a sweet potato, but he hadn't finished pulling out, after all the sweet potatoes were pulled out.

Only then did I see the true face of this sweet potato!

Lao Wang held the sweet potatoes in front of him with both hands, and couldn't help showing a pleasant smile on his face

After weighing the sweet potato, he said to Lao Zhao with a happy face, "It's about seven or eight catties!"

hiss!Old Zhao gasped!

One plant has such an amazing weight, looking at the densely packed sweet potatoes planted here.

It seems that the four thousand catties per mu is real!

Now seeing is believing, Lao Zhao also began to believe that the yield of sweet potatoes is really so amazing!

Lao Zhao carefully took the sweet potato from Lao Wang with both hands, and couldn't help muttering, "Ah!"

"Believe it now, I won't lie to you!" Zhao Sheng said proudly.

Old Zhao couldn't stop being overjoyed, the sweet potato in front of him, and that potato will bring great changes to Daqin!

Lao Wang and Lao Zhao looked at Zhao Sheng in front of him, and the more he looked at him, the more pleasing he was.

"I believe it, I believe it, it's amazing!" Old Wang couldn't help saying repeatedly.

The words are full of joy.

Zhao Sheng looked at the two who had found a treasure, sighed a few times, and left directly.

But Lao Wang held the sweet potato with both hands and said with joy, "Your Majesty, the yield per mu is probably true!"

Old Zhao murmured, "Old General, do you think this Zhao Sheng is a god sent from heaven!"

Lao Wang and Lao Zhao have only been in the hospital for a few days, and they have already been deeply shocked by Zhao Sheng.

Old Wang was also taken aback, not knowing what to say!

"Chuan Dunruo come to see me!"

"No!" Lao Wang bowed and saluted. In the middle of the night, Lao Wang retreated slowly by himself, letting the night swallow him up.

Old Zhao also looked at the long night, and a smile slowly rose from the corner of his mouth, "Zhao Sheng, what other surprises can you bring to me!"

Chapter 14

In the medical hall, it was completely merged with the night, and the only light source was the bright moon in the sky.

But Lao Zhao's room was still brightly lit.

"Hei Bing Tai Dunwei has seen His Majesty."

What appeared in front of Lao Zhao was a middle-aged man with dark skin but a lean body, and he could still feel an astonishing sense of oppression on his body.

And the person who manages the Black Ice Terrace is Dunwei in front of Old Zhao.

Black Ice Platform is a spy organization responsible for inquiring information for Brother Zheng.

Those who know the Black Ice Terrace are only a handful.

From this we can see how special the Black Ice Terrace is!

Old Zhao glanced at Dunwei in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Is there any dissatisfaction with me in Handan County these days?"

Dun shook his head weakly.

Old Zhao nodded in satisfaction, and continued, "Dunwei, I need you to do something for me!"

"Your Majesty said so!"

Old Zhao pondered, "Investigate Zhao Sheng for me!"