I sent technology to another world, and the country praised me for my good fortune

What I never expected was that two servings of noodles only cost twenty cents, and they included beef.

This was probably the cheapest and most satisfying meal they had ever had.

A group of people paid the bill but still haven't left.

Lingze: "Does the guest have anything else to do?"

Zhang Haifu rubbed his hands. His already fat belly became even rounder after eating. "I want to ask to see Boss Fu. I hope the second young master can be flexible."

Lingze still smiled, "Sorry, it's not convenient for the boss."

Hearing this, Zhang Haifu wanted to say something, but was carried away by the garrison commander Jiang Zhenshan and the county magistrate on his left and right.

Since the other person has refused, what's the point of saying more? It might even make the other person angry.

Since the people of Qicheng had left, there was naturally no reason for Wang Yangzhong and his companions to stay.

As soon as the group walked out, they were greeted with stares from the people and soldiers.

Wang Yangzhong ignored them for the time being. He turned around and looked at the house with complicated eyes. "I'll have to trouble General Cheng to strengthen the guard."

It would be better to simply station a team of troops nearby and closely monitor the opponent's movements.

Yes, even if they haven't noticed anything wrong for the time being, their suspicion has not disappeared. With this unknown factor, they cannot be 100% sure whether it is safe.

But they were afraid of offending each other. After all, everything about this house exuded something extraordinary inside and out.

If they become enemies, there is no guarantee that they will be able to defeat each other.

Qicheng and Zhucheng had the same idea.

They did not stay here for too long, as they had to go back home to write an urgent report to be sent to the capital.

Before leaving, he wanted to leave behind a group of soldiers to watch over the B&B and prevent civilians from entering.

Before obtaining the Holy Grail from the Emperor, the common people must not be allowed to approach.

The governors of each city said: "This place is a forbidden area. Please avoid it in the future."

A cold voice came, "Gentlemen, are you going to cut off my source of income?"

Everyone suddenly turned around and saw the woman standing at the door. Her expression was calm, but one could sense her subtle displeasure.

Fu Yin's eyebrows were lazy, the corners of her lips were slightly curved, and there was no smile in her eyes. She said nonchalantly:

"Since this world doesn't welcome me, I will leave. It's just a pity to waste those grains that can produce 10,000 catties per mu and the medicine that can cure the plague..."

When these words were spoken, the whole audience was shocked, and there was a hint of surprise and confusion on their faces. Different emotions intertwined, making them speechless for a while.

A grain variety that produces 10,000 kilograms per mu!

The cure for the plague!

The people couldn't keep it secret and covered their mouths and exclaimed, "Oh my God! Ten thousand catties per mu!!!"

"The plague can be cured! If we had that prescription, there wouldn't be any deaths if there was another plague in the future."

In the backward ancient times, plagues often occurred, but both the imperial doctors and the folk doctors were helpless in dealing with them. Every time the court took measures against the plague, it abandoned the people of the entire city.

If a plague spreads in a city, be prepared to be abandoned.

But there were not only patients infected with the plague in the city, but also normal people who had no hope of survival.

A plague causes at least hundreds of thousands of casualties.

Therefore, the word "plague" is like a curse to them. Once infected, they can only wait for death.

"The maximum yield of our grain is now 500 kilograms per mu... God, I can't even imagine what it means to have a yield of 10,000 kilograms per mu."

(Note: During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the yield per mu was about 200-300 kilograms. This is a private establishment.)

"Isn't that too much? What if the boss's one acre of land is different from ours?"

"Even if they are slightly different, as long as they can produce 10,000 kilograms per mu, they are better than our current grain varieties!"

The people were discussing this with red faces and heated discussions.

The reason why the lower-class people have a hard life is because of the lack of food. They work hard every year to grow some food, but after paying taxes, what is left is just enough to barely keep themselves from starving to death.

It is unlikely to really fill your stomach.

Wang Yangzhong and others had eager eyes and rapid breathing. Although they were not honest officials, they still knew how to make choices when faced with major issues.

Cheng Zhenghan asked excitedly: "Boss Fu, are you serious about what you said?"

He was the garrison general of Luo City, and had to feed tens of thousands of soldiers. However, the military rations sent by the court were not enough, and he often had to pay for additional rations out of his own pocket.

But he couldn't bear to let his soldiers go hungry.

Fu Yin smiled faintly, "Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you? I have been through hundreds of time and space, and those time and space are not as backward as yours. They not only have planes flying in the sky, but also artillery shells that can destroy a city. These are just grain seeds."

They couldn't imagine what an airplane looked like, but anything that could fly in the sky must be extraordinary.

As they carefully thought about the meaning of her words, their hearts beat faster and they pinched their palms excitedly. It was not until this moment that they truly understood the meaning of the four words "time and space merchant".

So Boss Fu meant that she could sell goods from other time and space here? !

She also said that they are the most backward here, so any product from other time and space is a treasure to them!!!

No wonder, no wonder this homestay is so extraordinary, and that magical light curtain is simply not something they can create.

After thinking it through, Wang Yangzhong and the others' eyes became brighter.

"Boss Fu, if I want the grain seeds that can produce 10,000 catties per mu, how can I get them?"

Fu Yin glanced at them and said, "I'm a businessman."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted.

Cheng Zhenghan was the first to ask the soldiers to move away. His sharp eyes were now very gentle as he looked at the people. "Boss Fu is a good man. You can go in and take a look. If you don't have money, I can help you."

Although she didn't know how to get the grain seeds, Boss Fu hinted clearly that she needed customers.

In that case, he would invite guests for her.

[This won’t work, Yinyin. The system will determine that the mission has failed.]

Cheng Zhenghan's action is equivalent to paying for a babysitter. Even if the people spend money in the B&B, the money they get for free will be judged as invalid consumption and will not be included in the task progress.

Fu Yin said righteously: "General Cheng, don't try to take shortcuts."

Cheng Zhenghan: “…”

He couldn't understand, wasn't the boss a businessman? He gave her money, but she didn't want it?

Wang Yangzhong noticed Fu Yin's name, and then he thought about it and it seemed reasonable. If someone could travel through time and space to do business, how could he survive without some skills?

The Luocheng County Magistrate said with a smile: "Boss Fu, this place is sparsely populated, why not move to Luocheng?"

The prefect, Yu Shengyou, said: "Zhucheng is prosperous and peaceful, and neighbors live in harmony. Why don't you come to Zhucheng, Mr. Fu? I can find you a piece of the most prosperous land."

Zhang Haifu: "My Qicheng is richer than Zhucheng and Luocheng, if Mr. Fu can come to Qicheng, my whole family will go to support you."

The style of the painting changes from initially monitoring the B&B to now scrambling to get Fu Yin to move in.