The first year of Zhenguan.
June.
In a landlord's house outside Chang 'an City.
A young man was lazily basking in the sun on a recliner.
This young man was called Qin Feng. He was originally a young man of the twenty-first century, but he suddenly transmigrated to the Great Tang and possessed the son of a landlord who was also Qin Feng.
Just like how many transmigrators had golden fingers, Qin Feng, who was a librarian, discovered that there was actually a library in his mind. There were all kinds of books inside, and as long as he read the content, he could completely learn it.
However, Qin Feng was too cautious. In the first five years of his transmigration, he did not believe in the existence of the library in his mind at all.
It was only when he learned the salt-making method that he began to accept the library.
Of course, he was carrying a bag of potatoes with him.
Qin Feng, who had received higher education, was worried that the potato would undergo genetic mutation or other conditions during the transmigration process. He did not dare to eat it at all.
Three years ago, when he flipped through the history of the Tang Dynasty, he suddenly saw a locust plague in the second year of Zhenguan, causing countless people to starve to death.
Qin Feng began to frantically store up food. The high-yield potatoes were naturally planted in the fields.
After the potatoes were ripe, they would be the same as the potatoes in the future. Even so, Qin Feng was still worried. Every time he ate them, he would feed them to Big Yellow.
After repeatedly confirming that the big yellow dog wouldn't die from eating it, Qin Feng carefully ate it.
Qin Feng said to the servant standing beside him: "Qin San, how are the potato seedlings growing today?”
This year's potatoes had been planted for more than a month. Qin Feng had to send servants to check on the growth almost every day.
"Young Master, everything was watered and taken care of according to your instructions. The potato seedlings in the fields are green and the harvest this year will definitely be more than last year.”
Qin San bowed and said in a flattering manner.
Although he had heard that the yield of this "potato" that his young master had picked up by chance was very high, he did not expect it to reach 50 dan per mu.
In the Great Tang, where productivity was low, this was absolutely unprecedented.
"Young Master, we've been planting potatoes for three years. The grain we stored last year filled the warehouse. Why are we still planting so many this year?”
Hearing Qin San's question, the youth straightened his face and said in an extremely serious tone,"
"What do you know? There will soon be a drought and a locust plague. When the time comes, there will be no grain. If we don't prepare more food, we will starve to death.”
"But the food we have stored up will last us a lifetime, no, eight lifetimes.”
Qin San couldn't help but complain. These few years, he had been in a cycle of building warehouses, storing food, building warehouses, and storing food.
"What if the food is bitten by rats? What if it broke? What if it was stolen?"
Qin San was so shocked that he couldn't say a word when faced with his young master's three soul-piercing questions. After all, the possibility of those three situations was too small.
The young master sighed and continued in a serious tone,"
"Qin San, I've told you many times that we have to be careful. Even if there's a one percent chance of failure, we can't take the risk.”
"For every grain we eat, we have to store ten portions. What if there's a drought for ten years?”
"…Yes, Young Master."
"Forget it. The weather is good today. Go and bring me the wine I've distilled.”
Qin Feng said to Qin San.
Upon hearing the young master mention wine, Qin San immediately became excited and flew away.
Not long after, Qin San carried a jar of wine.
Before it was opened, the intoxicating fragrance of wine assaulted his senses.
"Good wine!"
A loud and boorish voice came from the door. A burly man walked towards Qin Feng while sniffing.
The burly man's eyes lit up as he asked,"Little kid, where did you buy this wine?”
Qin San was startled by this burly man who suddenly barged in. Seeing that the other party was only staring at the wine jar, he let down his guard and replied,
"My young master brewed this himself.”
Only then did the burly man place his gaze on Qin Feng. He sized him up and sighed,
"I didn't expect you to know how to brew wine at such a young age.”
"Of course, my young master knows a lot.”
Qin San heard the brawny man's praise and immediately echoed.
The burly man revealed his white teeth and chuckled."Hehe, little brother, I, Old Cheng, have been short of wine recently. I wonder if I can ask for a cup of wine here?”
Qin Feng had never seen such a familiar person. However, he called himself Old Cheng and was in Chang 'an. Moreover, he had a murderous aura. Could this person be…
"I wonder if you are the Demon King Cheng Yaojin?”Qin Feng probed.
"Haha, they are all nicknames given by my brothers in the underworld. They are not worth mentioning.”
The burly man's words indirectly admitted that he was Cheng Yaojin.
According to the historical records, Cheng Yaojin had lived for a hundred years. He could be said to be an evergreen tree of the Great Tang and was definitely a qualified thigh.
It was now the first year of Zhenguan, and Cheng Yaojin was still the General of the Right Military Guard. He enjoyed the title of 700 households and had absolute power.
There was someone in the court who could do things well. Qin Feng could not wait for Cheng Yaojin to come and drink every day, so he readily agreed.
Taking the wine jar, he ordered Qin San to instruct the kitchen to make a few side dishes to go with the wine.
Qin Feng poured the first bowl of wine from the wine jar to Big Yellow.
The big yellow dog had already smelled the wine. It jumped up and down excitedly and licked the entire bowl in a short while.
Then, Qin Feng poured another bowl for Big Yellow.
After Big Yellow finished licking the second bowl and even burped, Qin Feng was about to pour it back when Cheng Yaojin stopped him.
"Little brother, why did you feed such delicious wine to the dogs?”
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