To be honest, although Zhao Ye did not have the strength of a thousand pounds to sweep the world.
However, to be able to kill Xu Fu at the age of thirteen, he was also a bit brave.
And how old was Wang Jian? An old man who was almost seventy years old could actually make him almost cry out in pain with a slap?
"There's no false reputation!" Zhao Ye rubbed his shoulder. A moment later, his shoulder no longer hurt.
As a transmigrator, Ying Ye didn't have a system or a cheat.
Only his body's recovery ability was different from ordinary people. Of course, his appetite was also much bigger.
If he only ate rice, he could eat about a bucket of rice per meal.
Zhao Ye thought that it might be because he had transmigrated, or that this body was indeed gifted.
Usually, any wounds on his body would heal in a day.
However, Zhao Ye was not brainless enough to use himself as an experiment. There wasn't any penicillin in this day and age. He would be doomed if he got a case of catching a cold.
The most serious injury that Zhao Ye had suffered in his life was when he was holding Xu Fu's blade. Xu Fu had stabbed him in the abdomen.
However, such severe injuries healed in less than five days.
Other than a scar, there was nothing unusual.
"This old man is probably trying to teach these people a lesson!”Looking at Wang Jian's departing figure, Zhao Ye was deep in thought.
No matter what, a thousand catties of grain per mu was still too important.
Wang Jian coming here most likely also had the intention of warning.
But no matter what, he was slapped for no reason and had to stay in this broken bird egg camp until the sweet potatoes were ripe. Zhao Ye was also a little angry.
However, there was no way to get back at him for the time being. Zhao Ye honestly listed the planting methods of potatoes and sweet potatoes.
"These two things seem to be easy to raise. Ordinary land is enough, right?”
"I don't care. I want the best farmland!”
"Forget it, let's compare one mu of fertile land, medium land, and barren land.”
"How do you plant sweet potatoes again? I can use sweet potato vines and sweet potato cubes, right?”
"Cut potatoes and plant them?"
"Yes, I weed once a day.”
In his memory, potatoes and sweet potatoes weren't that pampered. During difficult times, these two plants had always been close friends of the people.
Good work, and a large output!
Looking at the crooked handwriting, Zhao Ye smiled awkwardly.
"Oh right, tomatoes, peppers, and mustard.”
Zhao Ye thought for a moment and muttered to himself,"We're going to farm tomorrow. We should eat outside. We can make a small hotpot!”
One had to know that Zhao Ye had been craving this hotpot for a long time.
During the Qin Dynasty, Great Qin was a gluttonous empire and had yet to discover its gluttonous nature.
As a result, most of the food in this period was boiled and steamed.
As for stir-fried vegetables, hotpot, and Manchu Han Imperial Feast, there was nothing at all.
The most important thing was that chili, mustard, and pepper had not yet been introduced to the Central Plains, so the taste was rather monotonous.
Back on the ship, Zhao Ye had been drooling over chili peppers all day.
But he never dared to eat it!
The chilies and peppers he brought back were all used as seeds. What if he ate them all before he could plant them?
Now that he had returned to Great Qin and was about to start planting the seeds tomorrow, Zhao Ye could finally take some chili, pepper, and mustard to satisfy his appetite.
"It's settled then. We'll have hotpot tomorrow!”
Zhao Ye only thought about it and felt his saliva fly out from his mouth.
It was still too tough these days!
With low productivity, ordinary people might not even be able to eat meat once a month.
To be honest, it was normal to drool when one saw meat.
This was an instinctive reaction of the body and could not be stopped.
As for Zhao Ye, it had been more than ten years since he had eaten hotpot and stir-fried vegetables.
After all, Great Qin did not have chili, and after so long, Zhao Ye had forgotten what hotpot tasted like.
But she remembered that he was delicious!
"Unfortunately, cows are protected animals these days. They can't eat beef!”
Zhao Ye let out a long sigh.
There was no beef in the hotpot, so it lost some of its elegance.
Nowadays, cattle were indispensable animals for farming. It was common for a village to have several cows for public use.
The status of cattle in the Qin Dynasty could be imagined.
The ordinary commoners were served well. He only hoped that it would work for another two years.
In fact, Great Qin's laws even stated that no cattle could be killed. Otherwise, not only would they lose money, but they would also be imprisoned!
The Qin Dynasty was based on the law. Back then, Gong Ziqian broke the law and was cut off his nose. When it came to the Ancestral Dragon, it was still carried out very thoroughly.
Therefore, in the Qin Dynasty, it was not like the Tang Dynasty. Although it was illegal to kill cattle, the cattle of the families of dignitaries would commit suicide by hitting the wall.
To be honest, even someone like Wang Jian would not be able to eat beef ten times in a year.
After all, Zhao Ye had lived in Great Qin for many years, and he had experienced how strict Great Qin's laws were.
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