After Zhao Yan and the others left, the Three-bodied Daoist followed Young Master Wu back to the city.
Although he didn't pray for rain today, he was still the legendary alchemist who had refined pills for the First Emperor.
Not long after he left, a few men of sacrifice dressed in ordinary clothes quietly followed behind him.
Zhao Yan and the rest returned to Uncle Wu's house.
Uncle Wu came out and saw that Zhao Yan was drenched. He quickly brought him into the house.
"It suddenly rained just now. You're all wet. Hurry up and change your clothes!”
"The sun is so bright, and it's raining just like that. It's really too strange.”
Zhao Yan rubbed his nose and took the clothes from Uncle Wu.
"I'll change my clothes first.”
Uncle Wu's room wasn't big.
There were seven or eight tall men in the hall, making it seem particularly crowded.
He was neither warm nor cold towards Ying Zheng and the others.
"Xiao Yan, go to the back to change your clothes. My house is simple and crude. Please wait for a while."”
Ying Zheng nodded and looked around without much care.
It was just an ordinary farmhouse. There was a door in the hall that led to the courtyard.
Zhao Yan quickly changed his clothes and walked out.
Ying Zheng thought that they would have to go out again and bypass this house to reach that manor.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Yan led them out of the main room, through the courtyard, and out through the back door.
The scenery at the back door was also an ordinary farmhouse scenery. There were a few trees planted not far away.
Zhao Yan led them around a few trees and passed by a large rock. The road ahead was wide open.
In front of him was a vast field, which seemed to be nearly 20 to 30 acres.
They were all near the foot of the mountain.
Along the way, he could see farmers farming on the fields from time to time.
The manor was not too far away, and it was not very big.
"Young Master, you're back?"
"Young Master, why are you so late today?”
Zhao Yan nodded to everyone who greeted him.
The few of them looked around the fields and realized that they did not recognize most of the crops.
"What is this?"
"Ah, these are still growing potatoes.”
"What about this?"
"These are the sweet potatoes we're going to harvest today.”
A lot of sweet potatoes had already been dug up from a field.
An old farmer waved his hoe and dug up the loose soil on the ground before bending down to pull it out.
With a pull, a string of sweet potatoes were pulled out.
"This is a fruit from a seed?”Ying Zheng asked in surprise.
"You can say that."
Zhao Yan jumped down from the ridge. The old farmer wiped the sweat off his head, and a big smile appeared on his tanned face.
"Young Master, you're here?"
"Mm. Uncle Zhuang, go over there and dig. Let us do this.”
Uncle Zhuang nodded." Alright then. I'll go get a few straw hats for you and the guests."”
We'll do it?
Wang Jian looked at the field and then looked around.
This includes them, right?
As expected, Zhao Yan gave each of them a hoe and said,"Come, let's dig here today.”
"We won't dig too much. Just dig enough for us to eat today.”
Ying Zheng took the hoe with a blank look.
The two people beside him and the four followers behind him were also at a loss.
Didn't they come here to take a look and try this new crop?
Didn't we agree to fight?
Zhao Yan had already started teaching them.
"Hold the hoe like this."
"The sweet potatoes won't grow very deep. You don't need to use too much strength.”
"First loosen it at the side, then use a little more strength to loosen the surrounding area, and then pull it out.”
"Oh right, don't waste the leaves. They can be eaten. If you can't finish them, you can feed them to the pigs.”
After Zhao Yan finished teaching, Uncle Zhuang brought a few straw hats over.
Everyone was given one.
"I didn't know that you would bring a guest here today." Uncle Zhuang said with a simple smile.”
"But these straw hats are all new.”
"I hope you don't mind.”
Ying Zheng and the others all had their hair tied up and wore crowns.
Wearing a straw hat was a little out of place.
When Uncle Zhuang saw this, he kindly handed them a dagger.
"Haiya, it's the old man who didn't think it through. Just dig a hole on it.”
Meng Yi saw the dagger in front of him. His eyes flashed and he took it.
Zhao Yan had already bent down and started digging the sweet potatoes.
He leaned over and whispered to Ying Zheng and Wang Jian.
"Your Majesty, Marquis Wucheng, look at this dagger.”
Holding the straw hat in his hand, Ying Zheng lowered his head and took out the dagger in Meng Yi's hand.
"This is a metal weapon?"
Wang Jian gestured for the two of them to lower their heads. Then, he stepped on the hoe on the ground with his foot.
"Not only that, this is also a metal weapon."
When Ying Zheng and Wang Jian thought of the huge iron pot in Zhao Yan's house, their expressions began to change.
Ying Zheng picked up the dagger in his hand and gently cut open the top of the straw hat.
The dagger was very light, and it shone coldly under the sun. It was unusually sharp.
He used his hands to break it. It was very hard.
This kind of technology was definitely not something that Great Qin had!
"How is it? Isn't it done yet?"
Zhao Yan's voice caused the few people who were observing the ironware to come back to their senses.
They turned to look at the man standing under the sun. He was wearing a straw hat, but it did not hide his handsomeness at all.
Zhao Yan was speechless.
Seeing the worship in the eyes of the three people, Zhao Yan was completely confused.
Praying for the Rain wasn't even this worshipful just now. What happened all of a sudden?
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