We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Huai En was anxious, and his voice was trembling a little: "But what did I do wrong?"

This shouldn't be the case. Although I was sent by His Majesty to monitor Your Highness, I had already confessed everything to Your Highness a long time ago.

Li Che shook his head: "Don't be nervous, you haven't done anything wrong, it's just that I need your help with something."

Huai En finally breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly, "Your Highness has something to worry about, and I will go through fire and water to help you. However, I am not good at either literature or martial arts, and I am afraid that I will mess up your Highness's big plan."

"Going to sea isn't just for war. Countless treasures are hidden in this vast ocean, some of which even I, the king, covet."

Li Che put down the bowl and looked towards the top of the city. It seemed that he could see through the void those plants buried deep in the soil in America.

"Since I arrived, I have never avoided you in handling any matters. I trust you. However, these treasures are of great importance and cannot be entrusted to anyone other than a trusted person."

After the Fengguo Navy is established in the future, there are two things that must be done.

One is to attack Xiaozi, and the other is to go to America.

The daily life can be left to Li Sheng's group of pirates. Li Che has already met those people. They are all good men who will never back down when fighting the Japanese.

But Li Che didn't want to let them go to America.

Anyone who sees crops like potatoes and sweet potatoes being dug out of the ground can realize how important they are.

From a God's perspective, potatoes changed Europe.

After the Age of Discovery, potatoes quickly became part of European dining tables, directly triggering the agricultural revolution and indirectly initiating the first industrial revolution.

From a big history perspective, sweet potatoes have changed China.

During the "Little Ice Age" from the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty to the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty, China experienced large-scale extreme cold weather, a massive drop in crop yields, and a severe famine that triggered waves of peasant uprisings, leading to the fall of the Ming Dynasty and the rise of the Qing Dynasty.

Fortunately, there were sweet potatoes and corn, which helped China to escape danger and survive the difficult and dangerous Little Ice Age.

It is not without reason that later generations jokingly called the "Kangxi and Qianlong Eras of Prosperity" the "Sweet Potato Era of Prosperity."

How could such an important treasure be easily retrieved by just someone?

What if Li Sheng and others come up with the idea of ​​going out to sea to establish a country like Li Jun and others in Liangshan? With sweet potatoes and potatoes in hand, they can't gain a foothold anywhere?

Li Che delegated power, but he did not dare to gamble on human nature in major matters.

Instead it was Huai En.

The eunuch's loyalty to the imperial power is engraved in his bones, and since he cannot have offspring, there is no point in establishing a country overseas.

"This..." Hearing Li Che say this, Huai En's heart was moved, "This slave will never let down His Highness's trust!"

"Yeah." Li Che nodded slightly, "When the construction of the dock in Dalian starts, you can go over and supervise it."

"No matter what they do, there is no need to report back to me. I didn't ask you to monitor them, but to learn from them."

"The servant understands."

"Eat."

Li Che was about to stand up while touching the change in his sleeve pocket.

The old woman had been watching him, and when she saw him taking the money, she quickly said, "No, no... If others knew about this, they would stab me in the back."

Li Che offered money again and again, but the old woman refused to accept it.

After refusing for a long time, seeing that the people around were looking at him, Li Che had no choice but to take back the money.

I was thinking in my heart that it would not sound good if it were to be spread out to others if the prince did not pay for his meal.

He thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "Well, since Grandma refuses to accept money, I'll give you something else."

"Can grandma read?"

The old woman was stunned: "How can a country bumpkin know how to read?"

"Well," Li Che waved and called a guard over, "Go buy some paper and pen."

The guard bowed, turned and walked towards the street, and came back after a while with paper and pen.

The paper was just ordinary paper, but the pen was the charcoal pencil invented by Li Che earlier.

Li Che took it, spread the paper on the table, picked up the charcoal pencil and asked, "What's your mother-in-law's last name?"

The old woman quickly said, "Not expensive, not expensive. My surname is Zhou."

"Okay." Li Che smiled and wrote quickly.

Then he handed the paper to the old woman and said, "Please find a place to hang this calligraphy. This will be my reward for eating your tofu pudding."

The old woman was confused as she looked at the two lines of words. The words recognized her, but she did not recognize the words.

When I wanted to ask a few more questions, the young prince had already left with his personal guards.

The old woman was stunned for a moment, then she carefully put the paper away and began to clean up the dishes.

The evening breeze blew fallen leaves across the bluestone road. Li Che walked ten steps away when he suddenly heard the crisp sound of porcelain bowls colliding behind him.

The sound, mixed in with the vendors' shouts, was even more pleasant to the ear than the "Your Highness" chants of the officials at the court.

After Li Che left, several curious vendors gathered around:

"Auntie Zhou, who is that guest? He looks really extraordinary."

"I don't think he gave you any money, but did he bully you? Don't be afraid. If that's the case, I'll accompany you to the government office to argue!"

The old woman, however, could not lie, so she could only stammer, "No, no, no, what I gave you...was not money, but words."

The vendor glared at him and said, "What kind of calligraphy is so valuable? Is that guy trying to fool an old woman like you?"

"I dare not say anything nonsense, I dare not say anything nonsense." The old woman spread out the paper tremblingly. "I can't read, but that person would never lie to me. He even let me hang it on this stall..."

The old woman's voice paused, and the vendors around her had already stared at the paper in her hand with wide eyes and rapid breathing.

"Is this... is this... true?"

"It seems like something that person would do."

"But this sentence is a bit too crude... vulgar."

"What do you know? If you wrote this sentence, it would be vulgar. But if someone wrote this sentence, it would be a return to nature, sharing joy with the people. How can you understand it, a jerk like you?!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, Aunt Zhou, you've made a killing! These twelve words...are probably worth a fortune!"

"It can't be sold for ten thousand gold. The person wrote it that way because he's afraid of being cheated!"

Seeing everyone like this, the old woman hurriedly asked, "Everyone, what is written on this paper?"

A vendor subconsciously read out:

"Zhou's tofu pudding, I've eaten it and it's delicious!"