Traveling back to ancient times to make money and raise children is also free

After confirming that I had no objection, I decided to put the plan into action immediately to avoid any other unexpected events.

Xiu Wen brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and Jiang Chuan started writing a letter to his grandfather who was far away in Beijing. In the letter, he described the planting and appearance of sweet potatoes in detail, and focused on the yield of sweet potatoes.

Based on the current national conditions of the Jin Dynasty and the current situation of food shortage, an analysis was made to see the impact of promoting sweet potatoes on the country. It would be a great blessing for the people who lack food.

After writing about sweet potatoes, I started to introduce the production and application of cement powder and its magical effects in construction.

When he came across something he didn't understand, Jiang Chuan would stop writing and ask me questions carefully. He would only continue writing after he was sure he had made no mistakes.

Clearly explain the functions of these things and their impact on the future.

Jiang Chuan then carefully revealed his plan. He told his grandfather that he wanted to present these two things to the emperor. He begged his grandfather to write a memorial to the emperor and report these things to him first. He wanted to test the emperor's intentions. If necessary, they would bring the things to the capital to meet the emperor.

Finally, the letter specifically mentioned that these things were obtained by Madam Yun with great effort, and that Madam Yun had made an indelible contribution to the publication of these things, so that her grandfather could praise them more in front of the emperor.

When I saw this, my face turned red. Fortunately, no one knew that I was plagiarizing the work of future generations.

But think about it, who asked God to send me back to ancient times? He didn't give me any space, no magic to turn stone into gold, and even no martial arts. So it should be okay for me to plagiarize some of the wisdom of later generations, right? Maybe it was just to let me come here to promote these things?

When I think about it this way, I feel at peace!

Jiang Chuan finished writing the letter and called Jiang Qi over to learn from the master how to pour concrete.

Seeing Jiang Qi studying so hard, I couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Qi learned the simple craftsmanship like a college student. The way he stirred the materials with a shovel and carefully leveled the ground with a wooden flat board was so funny!

But I really admire the way they take their work seriously. In my mind, everyone who works hard deserves respect.

An hour later, Jiang Qi, who had mastered the entire process, finally understood how the cement floor was made, and then he came to Jiang Chuan to report.

I simply took him to the place where the ingredients were mixed, put the ingredients in a bag, and he could take it with him whenever he went to the capital.

Then he picked up a basket and a small hoe, called Jiang Qi to follow him, and took him to the place where sweet potatoes were planted.

I planted these sweet potatoes early, and now some of them have grown bigger than my fist. I carefully dug up the soil from one side. I picked out 20 to 30 big ones, and then carefully filled the soil back in. The remaining ones that had not grown up yet continued to grow.

Jiang Qi was amazed at what she saw and couldn't help asking, "Madam Yun, will all those small ones grow this big?"

"Haha, that's for sure. I'm digging some now to make samples for you. The real season for digging is at the end of September, when these small ones will have grown up."

"Then this one should be 10 to 20 kilograms? Does every one of them have such a high yield?"

"That doesn't depend on the quality of the land. If the land is good and there is enough fertilizer, more crops will grow and they will grow bigger. If the land is very poor, the yield will be lower. If it is high, it will be several thousand kilograms per mu. If it is low, it can be more than 1000 kilograms per mu." I made an estimate of the yield and told Jiang Qi.

Then I heard a sound and then there was no sound. I looked back and saw Jiang Qi was already staring at the sweet potato in a daze. Your eyes were red. What did you remember?

"Madam Yun, do you know? My family members starved to death. It would have been great if I had these things earlier!" Jiang Qi said with some sadness.

I didn't expect to bring up Jiang Qi's sad past, and now I can only advise him; "Don't be sad, maybe they will live well in another world. There are many parallel worlds in this world. People who disappear here may go to another place. There are happy people in another place. You just need to live a good life. I believe they don't want you to be sad."

"Well, thank you, Madam Yun."

"Then let's go. I'll teach you how to eat this."

He took Jiang Qi back to the kitchen and made stir-fried, deep-fried, boiled, steamed and roasted sweet potatoes. There was no other way. This was a sincere envoy, so he had to know how to make a better introduction.

Only then can we get better profits.

As for the making of sweet potato vermicelli, there is no other way, I can only use my exclusive secret. If others find a way to make it, that is their cleverness, but I will not take the initiative to tell it.

This is also my trump card.

The aroma of sweet potatoes in the kitchen attracted Jiang Chuan and the others to come over. They all tasted the sweet potatoes I made. They all thought they were good and nodded repeatedly.

Jiang Chuan's favorite is roasted sweet potatoes, which are glutinous and sweet. The more he eats, the more he likes them. Xiu Wen likes fried ones, so he also ate a plate. Uncle Mo and Uncle Wu seem to prefer boiled and steamed ones. Jiang Qi likes both. He ate with a smile on his face.

I saw that they were enjoying their meal, and after they finished, I slowly said, "Although this thing tastes good, it also has a disadvantage, which is that it easily produces waste gas."

"Exhaust gas?" Uncle Wu asked a little confused.

I chuckled twice and stopped talking.

Uncle Mo realized, "If a person is hungry and has nothing to eat, these problems won't be a problem anymore."

Yes, if a person is extremely hungry, survival is the biggest problem, just like when I just woke up. It seems that I was still naive.

The next day, Jiang Qi drove a horse-drawn carriage to the capital, carrying sweet potatoes and cement powder.