Nothing happened on the way back to Xianyang. Zhao Ye and his group were sent straight to the Lantian camp.
In the camp, Old General Wang Jian and Ying Zheng sat opposite each other.
"These people are of great importance. Before the potatoes and sweet potatoes grow, no one is allowed to leave the Lantian camp.”
Wang Jian nodded and said,"This old minister understands, but this thing can produce a thousand catties per mu?"”
Wang Jian casually picked up the sweet potato that was not round at all and started to dish it up in his hand.
"Can this thing be eaten?" Wang Jian curled his lips and asked.
"We still have to wait a few more days. Zhao Ye said that the sweet potatoes and potatoes will mature in about three months.”
Wang Jian nodded, indicating that he understood. After that, Ying Zheng chatted with Wang Jian for a while more before leaving.
On the other side, Zhao Ye and the others had also arrived at the Lantian camp.
On the surrounding low walls were elite soldiers of the Qin army holding weapons.
Zhao Ye tried, but the soldiers did not allow them to go out.
However, because Zhao Ye had explained it to the crew beforehand, the crew did not panic too much.
Not all of these sailors were from Old Qin. The three thousand boys and girls were selected from the seven kingdoms.
However, even if they did not return to their hometown, everyone was still very happy to be able to set foot on a stable land.
On the sea, life and death were hard to predict. The storm had swallowed nearly half of their companions. They were more passionate about the land than anyone else.
After a while, the crew began to whisper and became noisy.
A white-haired, armored, and sword-wielding muscular old man came before Zhao Ye and the others.
The armored old man and the brawny man seemed to be in conflict.
However, there was absolutely no conflict when it was used on Wang Jian.
The current Wang Jian was already nearing his seventies, but his body was robust, his figure tall, and he was full of strength. Other than his white hair, one really could not see a trace of the appearance of an old man.
If he dyed his hair black, he would definitely be a strong man standing there.
"Are you the crew members who went out to sea?"
Wang Jian placed his sword horizontally on the ground and swept his gaze around as he asked.
"That's right!"
Wang Jian turned around and took out the sweet potato that was still numb.
"This thing can produce 1,000 stones per mu?"
Wang Jian's sharp gaze descended onto Zhao Ye's face, seemingly wanting to find traces of lying on Zhao Ye's face.
"Since the people have come to the Lantian camp and are ready to farm, why does Old General Wang still need to ask these questions?”
Zhao Ye curled his lips. Wang Jian coming down to show off his might was probably also to dispel the little thoughts of this group of people.
After all, he had left home for ten years. Now that he had returned and was imprisoned in the Lantian camp, it was inevitable that some people would have other thoughts.
Wang Jian looked at the calm and composed Zhao Ye in front of him and was slightly amazed.
According to His Majesty, Xu Fu was killed by Zhao Ye!
Wang Jian was naturally happy to see this matter happen.
In reality, Wang Jian could not wait for Xu Fu to die quickly, and many people in the imperial court could not wait for Xu Fu to die.
Up until now, Xu Fu had gone out to sea a total of three times. Which time did he not spend a lot of money?
Do you have the Elixir of Immortality? No!
This was a complete lie to the Emperor and would harm Great Qin's interests.
Xu Fu's death was not important.
The key point was that the young man in front of him was only thirteen years old when he killed Xu Fu.
A mere 13-year-old boy, who was not an official on the ship, but one of the 3,000 boys and girls accompanying him, was actually able to kill Xu Fu with his own hands.
Killing Xu Fu with his own hands was one thing, but even the First Emperor had been in a sorry state with his sword on his back.
What was commendable was that this youth only used a month to complete the reorganization of the fleet. They went out to sea again.
There were only two possibilities for such an outcome.
One, the young man in front of him had an extremely high reputation on the ship.
Second, the young man in front of him had a deep cleavage on his chest, and his methods were extraordinary.
"You know me?" Wang Jian grinned.
"Who doesn't know the great name of Old General Wang Jian?"”
To be honest, Zhao Ye did not know that Wang Jian was in the Lantian camp.
It was just that the person in front of him was too recognizable. With a little speculation, one could guess that only Wang Jian looked like this.
The person in charge of the Lantian camp had to first meet the qualifications and abilities.
After all, the Lantian Camp had always been Great Qin's most important training camp.
Only Meng Tian, Wang Jian, and Zhao Tuo had the experience and ability to do so.
Among these people, Meng Tian was guarding the Xiongnu, Zhao Tuo was guarding South Yue, and only Wang Jian had nothing better to do, so he could be the commander of the Lantian camp.
"Smart man!"
Wang Jian smiled for a moment, and his face revealed a trace of ridicule as he patted Zhao Ye's shoulder.
For a moment, Zhao Ye only felt as if his shoulder had been hit by a huge hammer. The pain made Zhao Ye unable to help but open his mouth.
"How much land do you want? What land do you want? How do you want to plant it?”
Wang Jian looked at Zhao Ye's suppressed expression and smiled."You do have the unyielding spirit of an old Qin man!"
Finished talking, Wang Jian left with a smile.
Zhao Ye was stunned for a long time. After a long time, three words popped out of his mouth.
"Old fogey!"
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