"Cough, cough, cough!"
Old Cheng was shocked by the sudden voice and almost choked to death on the sweet potato in his mouth. He hurriedly turned his head and saw the house repair hugging Princess Jin Yang and looking at him with a faint smile.
"Uh…when did they come? Why didn't I notice anything?"
Cheng Fuzi paused for a few seconds. He wanted to run, but he felt a little embarrassed, so he could only brace himself and install the card machine.
"Bury it. After stealing so much, you should at least contribute.”
The house worker looked at the potatoes and sweet potatoes that Cheng Fuzi had dug out. There were at least a few catties of them. These were all painstakingly planted by the Fuma.
"Don't, don't bury it!"
Old Cheng was so shocked that he almost shook his head.
Isn't it just eating something from you?
Was there a need to be so ruthless?
"Can't I accompany you? Tell me how much it costs!"
"You can't afford to pay for this."
The house cultivator smiled and pointed at the sweet potatoes on the ground.
"Do you know what these things are and what they do?”
"I don't know. What's the use?"
Cheng Fuzi rolled his eyes when he heard the house repair's words. Wasn't this the matter that His Majesty had instructed him to inquire about?
It would be great if the house repair could say it himself.
"Hehehe…"
The house repair seemed to have seen through Cheng Fuzi's thoughts. In fact, the house repair had no intention of hiding this matter from the beginning.
He just felt that there was no need to inform Li Shiming so early.
Now that Cheng Fuzi had come to visit his mansion at night, it meant that Li Shiming was already paying attention to this matter.
Since that was the case, he might as well tell his father-in-law the truth so that he wouldn't think too much.
" These crops are all mutants, and each of them can be used as a staple food. Not only do they taste good, but their yield is also very high, several times or even ten times that of ordinary crops. If they are successfully cultivated, they will completely change the living standards of the people of the Great Tang. To put it simply, countless people will live, and their merits will be boundless!”
The room repair's voice was not loud, but it was deafening in Cheng Yaojin's ears!
Although Old Cheng was a hooligan, he also knew the importance of food to the people and the country. If the house repairs were true, then the things underground were countless times more precious than gold!
"You, are you serious?"
Cheng Fuzi looked at Fang Xiu in disbelief. He did not expect that this kid could not only fight, but also farm. He even managed to create these mutant foods?
This kid was really a f * cking talent!
"Who is the Fuma? How could he lie!"
When Jin Yang saw Cheng Yaojin questioning her husband, his expression turned ugly.
These seeds were obtained by her husband's Soul Travel!
How tiring it was to lie motionless every day!
"Uh…Princess, this official didn't mean that.”
How could Old Cheng dare to offend the Emperor's favorite little Jin Yang? He hurriedly smiled obsequiously.
However, his eyes were constantly scanning the ground!
"Today's matter is huge!"
Cheng Yaojin looked rough on the outside but was subtle on the inside. He did not think about food just now, but now he looked at the sweet potatoes and potatoes on the ground, his eyes flickering.
Especially when he thought about how he dug potatoes and pulled a bunch of them. This yield was really not something that ordinary grain could compare to!
"It pierced through the sky! If these grains were planted, it would definitely be a heaven-shattering feat!”
Old Cheng swallowed his saliva. He felt that this matter was too big and had to report it to His Majesty quickly.
"Hehehe, that, Fang clan's eldest nephew, look at uncle Cheng, he did not do this on purpose, just let uncle Cheng go.”
Old Cheng knew that he couldn't afford to pay for it, so he instantly changed his expression and said pitifully.
"No way!"
The house repair had seen Cheng Fuzi's hooligans the last time, so how could he be fooled by him!
You ate my sweet potatoes and still want to run?
What are you thinking?
"I'll get Jin Yang to inform His Majesty. I'm lacking labor here. You can stay here and farm.”
"Me? Me farming?"
Old Cheng was stunned. How many years had it been since he last farmed?
This kid was too mean!
However, considering the strength of the house builders, Cheng Fuzi decided not to take advantage of this situation. When the Emperor found out about this, he would naturally save him.
"Men, arrange a place for Old General Cheng to stay. Tomorrow, he will start farming with the Fuma for 20 days.”
He called over a few guards and looked at Cheng Fuzi. He waved his fist the size of a sandbag, indicating that if you dared to run, he would beat you up.
"Motherf * cker…"
Old Cheng covered his face and felt that he had really fallen!
Not only was this kid fierce, but his alertness was also so high. He had been so careful, but he had still been discovered.
"Si Zi, tomorrow morning, go to the palace and tell father-in-law about this, so that he won't guess blindly.”
After threatening Cheng Yaojin, the house repair turned to Princess Jin Yang and said.
"Yes, husband."
Jin Yang nodded. She had originally planned to take the time to tell her father in the next few days.
Because the first batch of trial crops had basically matured, it was time to share this good news with his father.
The next morning, Princess Jin Yang dressed up and entered Chang 'an Palace.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Princess Jin Yang is back!”
In Chang 'an Palace, Eunuch Chen Lin ran over to report happily.
"Si Zi is back? Hahahahaha!"
Li Shi Min slammed the table and laughed so hard that his teeth could be seen. Who could take away my little cotton jacket?
Impossible!
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