I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

Fu Jichang was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out.

"He really, really hurt himself trying to protect the potato cubes. How is he now?"

Fu Jichang said in disbelief.

"Master, the hand bones have been reconnected, and there is nothing wrong now! He has been clamoring to see you..."

"Then I'll go see him..."

"Master, he is waiting for you on the other side of the trench!" Xu Yu said.

Fu Jichang: ...What a weird old man.

After a while, a sedan chair came hurriedly towards this side, the curtain was opened, and a head was looking down at the ground.

Fu Jichang walked over quickly, bowed his hands and said apologetically, "Deputy Director Cao!"

The sedan chair was put down and a thin old man walked out of it.

"President Fu, these potatoes are different from those from the Great Northern Dynasty. Where did you get them from?" the old man asked straight to the point

He took out the almost cooked potato pieces from his chest.

Fu Jichang: ...You? You've peeled off the skin of the potatoes!

Fu Jichang looked at his hands that were wrapped like pig's trotters and asked:

"Is your hand okay?"

Deputy Director Cao pretended not to hear and continued:

"Look, Judge Fu, there are fewer black spots on the potato skin than those from the Great Northern Dynasty, and the skin is also much smoother..."

The old man held up the potato and pointed it to Fu Jichang in the moonlight.

Fu Jichang: Where is the skin?

Potato: I'm sorry, you have rubbed my skin off!

Fu Jichang went into the tent, picked out a large piece, and handed it respectfully to Deputy Director Cao.

The old man carefully explained to Fu Jichang the taste, skin and shape of the buds, and kept talking until the moon climbed up the treetops.

Fu Jichang admires: Deputy Director Cao of the Grand Minister of Agriculture, everyone says that this old man is very weird!

He couldn't help but get excited: With such talented people in our Great Northern Dynasty, there is nothing that can't be planted.

Fu Jichang helped the old man into the tent.

The old man saw the potato cubes piled up like a small mountain, and his shoulders trembled with excitement...

An old man and a young boy spent the night in the tent guarding the potatoes.

When Deputy Director Cao saw that Fu Jichang did not mention the origin of the potatoes, he thought it was inconvenient to talk about it, so he did not ask any more questions.

Getting a new variety of potatoes is such a great achievement, who wouldn’t want to share it with others!

However, this did not affect Deputy Director Cao's mood at all.

No matter who finds the new variety, as long as it can grow when planted.

It would be enough as long as the problem of refugees in Anzhou can be solved.

Moreover, the Minister of Agriculture has obtained a new variety, and perhaps on this basis he can cultivate even higher-yielding potatoes.

Thinking of this, the old man was extremely happy.

Deputy Director Cao did not blame himself at all, nor did he ask about the origins of the potatoes and sweet potato seedlings.

Fu Jichang was really grateful to him.

The next day, Deputy Director Cao rolled up his trouser legs and personally directed the planting in the field.

Fu Jichang went to prepare fertilizer.

The newly opened land is barren and must be fertilized to increase production. Ji Xiaobei asked Heita to ask Fu Jichang where to unload the fertilizer.

Fu Jichang has already asked people to prepare manure.

He didn't know the difference between the fertilizer and manure that Ji Xiaobei was talking about, so he went straight to Mingyi Lane.

"It's in that bag. You see, it's a little cloudy today. If it rains tonight, we can apply fertilizer early tomorrow morning."

Ji Xiaobei pointed to a sack and said.

Fu Jichang untied the sack and a pungent, foul smell hit his nostrils. He hurriedly turned his head away.

"What is this? It stinks!"

He asked with a frown.

"This is what comes out after manure is refined. Otherwise it can't be so smelly?" Ji Xiaobei didn't know the specific ingredients and just spoke nonsense.

Fu Jichang picked up one and observed it carefully. Suddenly he realized:

"I understand. Salt becomes salt after it is dried and crystallized..."

He was too embarrassed to continue.

"Yes, this is what you get after the feces and urine are dried and crystallized?" Ji Xiaobei took over the conversation.

Fu Jichang: "Ah, this...what's the difference between that and using manure?"

Last night, Deputy Director Cao gave him a lot of agricultural knowledge. He listened attentively and learned a lot.

"Anyway, it's better than manure. I'll tell you where to put the fertilizer and how to apply it to the land. You figure it out yourself!"

Ji Xiaobei got him the fertilizer, and he was already very grateful. It was rude to ask him questions.

"Just unload it in the small temple on the back hill of West Mountain! I'll take care of the rest."

Fu Jichang said.

At this time, a burst of hurried horse hoof sounds was heard in Mingyi Lane.

Heita jumped down from the roof and ran to Fu Jichang's yard, shouting with a pale face: "Master, it's bad, it's bad, many refugees have gone to the West Mountain, and the potatoes we planted are..."

Fu Jichang's heart skipped a beat.

The worst thing happened.

"Where are He Ye and the others?"

"He's here. He's leading the guards to confront them. There are too many people, and Commander He has too few people..."

Heita spoke incoherently.

Fu Jichang took a badge from his waist and said, "Go to the government office to find Governor Liang and ask him to take you to the Green Forest Army Border Defense Post. Give the badge to General Wei and ask him to lead the troops there..."

Fu Jichang's voice changed.

"Heita, you and your master go to the West Mountain. I'll go to the government office to look for someone..."

Ji Xiaobei snatched the badge from Fu Jichang's hand and quickly went to his own yard.

Heita and Fu Jichang mounted their horses and headed towards the west mountain.

When Jiaojiao saw that Ji Xiaobei looked unhappy, she knew that there must be a problem with the resettlement of the refugees.

She knew that Ji Xiaobei was helping Fu Jichang deal with the refugees.

"Xiaobei, be careful! This is a hemostatic pill, take it for emergency use." Jiaojiao gave Ji Xiaobei a pill.

Ji Xiaobei took it and put it in his pocket.

"Jiaojiao, ask Xiaozhuo to inform Shitou to take the men in our workshop to Xishan, as well as Lianfeng and Huang Po! Oh, and ask Huang Po to find some doctors and go to Xishan together."

After saying that, Ji Xiaobei mounted the little white horse and went to the government office.

Something big must have happened in Xishan. Jiaojiao didn't dare to delay and asked Xiaozhuo to drive Ma Debiao and rushed to Nancheng at full speed.

Fu Jichang and Heita saw from afar a large crowd of people rushing towards the West Mountain.

It's over, it's really over now.

Even an iron wall cannot stop the refugees.

Fu Jichang's head buzzed. This place was blocked by refugees.

"Go up the back hill!"

In order to prevent any accidents, Fu Jichang had people open a secret path from the back mountain that leads directly to the newly opened land.

On the other side of the trench were the refugees filled with indignation.

"The people from the Ministry of Agriculture said that there is no food to be grown here. Why don't the dog officials in Anzhou open the granaries to release the food, but insist on wasting the food on the mountains?"

A big man shouted loudly, holding a stick.

"That's right. We are starving to death, but the officials in Anzhou have taken the food to the mountains and destroyed it... No, no... We will be struck by lightning."