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Luo Yao also gave Luo Xinchen a spoonful, and the two children finally ate normally.

Ye Lin is very happy today.

Daddy didn't abandon him. He just had something to do and couldn't see him temporarily. He sent him to this temple to protect him and even asked a fairy brother to take him away. He also had a brother named Chenchen.

The food cooked by Shenxian brother is delicious. The braised potato cubes are delicious, the three-fresh vermicelli soup is delicious, and the fried fish balls are also delicious...

Brother Shenxian even gave him a bath... He bathed with Brother Chenchen...

Ye Lin was lying on the bed, pulling the quilt to cover half of his face, his little face was red.

Thinking of him taking a bath with Brother Chenchen and sleeping with him, Ye Lin's heart started beating fast.

In order to prove that he was strong, Luo Xinchen decided not to sleep with his brother but with Ye Lin.

Tired after a long day, he fell asleep right away, completely unaware of what Ye Lin, who was sleeping next to him, was thinking.

Luo Xinchen had a dream that was very similar to the myth of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

He dreamed that he had become the simple and kind-hearted cowherd his brother had described. One day, when he went into the mountains to pick mushrooms, he saw a girl bathing in a clear pool in the forest. He fell in love with the girl as soon as he saw her back.

So in the dream, Luo Xinchen quietly took away the clothes that the girl left on the shore, hoping that the girl would also fall in love with him.

He never thought that he would be discovered as soon as he stole the clothes. The girl in the dream immediately found him and they started fighting over the clothes...

In reality, Luo Xinchen desperately pulled Ye Lin, who was sleeping beside him, on the bed, hugging Ye Lin tightly like an octopus...

It’s too close… Ye Lin opened his eyes and looked at Luo Xinchen’s pink little face so close to him, his heart pounding. This feeling was too strange. Ye Lin felt that he might be sick. He turned his head to the side uncomfortably, and his pale and sickly little face flushed.

Bei Zhenting and his party had just set up camp in the mountains and forests within Yuanzhou.

Today they passed by a small town and met Zhang Huao who had left earlier.

After not seeing each other for a while, Zhang Hu'ao had changed his appearance, bought new clothes, new shoes, and even bought a hunter's knife.

Although the clothes and shoes were very ordinary, the guards were still very envious.

"I was wondering why Brother Hu Ao didn't come with us. Turns out he knew our route long ago and was carrying wild boars to sell for money!"

"That wild boar was quite large, and game meat is quite expensive. I estimate that Brother Hu Ao sold it for seven or eight taels of silver."

Ye Qing sat on the grass, leaning against the same big tree as Bei Zhenting, watching the guards make a fire and listening to them talk about Zhang Huao.

Bei Zhenting only did one thing along the way, which was to collect wild herbs.

The grass in the purse left by Luo Yao had no taste anymore. He asked Ye Qing the name of the wild grass in it. He had been paying attention to a wild grass called "Zaohe" along the way.

Since leaving the capital, I have walked at least several hundred miles before I found two plants of soap grass.

You call soap grass a weed, and it's really nothing special. You say it's not special, it grows specifically in places with harsh conditions, the harder the conditions, the better it grows. The soil in Yuanzhou, the capital, is relatively fertile, and a plant of grass has only two long and thin leaves.

Fortunately, Bei Zhenting was lucky and found a soapwort plant that had small lavender flowers with a particularly strong scent.

Bei Zhenting put four soap grass leaves and a soap grass flower into his purse, put it to his nose and sniffed it to confirm the smell.

Ye Qing, who was standing by, looked disgusted and teased, "Your Highness, you smell..."

Bei Zhenting ignored him, packed the bag, hung it around his waist and closed his eyes to rest.

Zhang Huao had to be considered a talented person. Last night he had nothing to eat but smelly fish and was laughed at by others, but today a beggar's chicken smelled so good that a group of guards stretched their noses.

Bei Zhenting was also awakened by the fragrance.

Who made Zhang Huao receive Luo Yao's guidance and inherit Luo Yao's mantle?

Ye Qing felt sour in his heart as he munched on the dry bread.

I kind of miss that silly and strong guy from before.

The next day, at Zhongsheng Temple, Luo Yao and his group followed the monks from the temple to the potato greenhouse on Daci Mountain early in the morning to check on the second batch of potatoes planted.

Currently, he is the only one who eats potatoes. The temple is reluctant to eat them because there are too few seeds.

This greenhouse is maintained particularly well by the monks in the temple, and under such circumstances, breeding and harvesting can be carried out regardless of the season.

That batch of potatoes matured and were planted as seeds. Now the second batch of potatoes have just produced potatoes that are slightly larger than a child's fist, and their skin is so tender that it breaks easily.

Luo Yao pulled a potato to examine it.

This potato variety is good and produces a lot of potatoes. Although they are still small now, judging from the previous batch of mature potatoes, this potato not only produces a lot of potatoes but also is big in size.

The host followed, "Little donor, these potatoes are very productive and filling. If we can get more seeds and promote them in the future, it will definitely be a good deed for the country and the people."

Luo Yao: "Let's cultivate it first. Don't make it public to avoid being coveted. This matter is of great importance and may bring disaster to the temple. Don't let anyone outside the temple know about it."

After looking at the potatoes, Luo Yao and his group went to see the first batch of potatoes that had been harvested.

Potatoes filled a corner of the woodshed, and the yield was quite considerable.

"I'll ship some of these potatoes to Zhejiang for breeding, and leave the rest for the temple to eat."

The host said, "Little donor, absolutely not. There are too few seeds of this species right now. My Dacheng Kingdom suffers from drought and famine every year, and the people are suffering. It would be a great honor for these little donors to send them to Zhejiang Province for breeding!"

Luo Yao thought about it and agreed. Although potatoes have a high yield, there are too few seeds now. "Alright, let's send this batch of potatoes down the mountain and load them onto a truck this morning. We can make a table for the temple at noon to enjoy. Thank you all for your hard work in growing potatoes!"

After checking the potatoes and arranging everything, the temple became busy.

Luo Yao finally picked up two sacks of food with fewer holes and left them for the temple to eat.

The rest, except for the small and deformed ones, were all transported down the mountain and loaded onto trucks.

A group of little children and monks processed the deformed and small potatoes, and Luo Yao personally went into the kitchen to prepare a potato feast for everyone in the temple.

The bigger ones were kept for them to roast and eat with chili powder.

For other dishes that didn't work, he made braised potatoes, fried potatoes, bubbled potato wedges, cold potatoes, potato pancakes, eggplant with potatoes, mashed potatoes with pepper sauce... Finally, he made a wild vegetable and plain water hot pot. There was no other way, as meat was not allowed in this temple, so Luo Yao used vegetable oil to make all the dishes vegetarian.

Tofu is stewed in a hot pot with dipping sauce, a long table is set up in the backyard, and a group of little monks are satisfying their potato cravings.

The little monks ate from their bowls and looked at the potatoes in the fields, and said that they would plant potatoes well and plant more potatoes. When there were enough potato seeds in the future, they would eat potatoes every day.

Several respected elders in the temple rarely had the desire to eat, and they were very satisfied with the potato banquet made by Luo Yao.

The group of people ate early and finished before noon. After resting for an hour, Luo Yao and his group said goodbye to the monks.

Just like last time, the abbot burned three sticks of incense, led the monks in praying for Luo Yao and his party, and mended the red protective ropes for Ye Lin, Lu Heng, and Li Bing.

The group set out down the mountain. There were not many potatoes, so they set up a cover and filled a cart. The donkey-pulled half-cart was also loaded with two baskets. The full cart was guarded by Du Bing, and the cart was driven by Lu Heng. Li Xian and Luo Yao sat leisurely at the back of the cart.

The group walked for a long time, and when the sun set, Bei Zhenting and his group arrived at the Zhongsheng Temple.