Zhao Yun weighed the sweet potatoes she had just taken from the wooden cart and asked,"How many sweet potatoes can be grown in one mu of land?”
"The year isn't good, so the production is a little poor.”Lu Su revealed a troubled expression.
"Indeed." Zhao Yun nodded.
In this year of famine, most places had no harvest.
It was already very good to be able to gain something.
"The yield per mu is only about 5,000 catties." Lu Su extended five fingers and added.
Crack.
The sweet potato in Zhao Yun's hand fell to the ground.
" What…What did you say?!"
" Five…five thousand jin?!"
He was always calm, but at this moment, he felt a buzzing sound in his mind.
Zhao Yun turned to look at Liu Yi and saw him nodding his head in confirmation. She swallowed hard.
No wonder they said that they would feed the refugees.
That was 5,000 catties per mu!
Even in Chang Shan, the best farmland could only produce 200 catties of grain per mu.
This was more than just a gap.
It was simply too bad.
Looking up at the busy farmers in the wilderness, his eyes gradually lost focus.
"Hehe…"
Lu Su looked at the young man's dull gaze and could not help but chuckle.
It was almost the same as when he first heard the accounts office report the numbers.
The young man's wonderful expression made him very pleased.
"5,000 catties per mu?"
"Did I hear wrongly?"
The hundreds of refugees were discussing in surprise.
"Oh my god! I've never seen such high-yield food!”
"How is this a sweet potato! This is a divine potato!"
"Kneel and beg the Great Philanthropist Liu to take me in!"
"We are all good farmers! Please reward us with some seeds. We will open up wasteland and farm ourselves. We will give you 90% of the harvest!”
The refugees knelt on the ground again.
Zhao Yun retracted her gaze and looked expectantly at the young man in front of her.
"Villagers, let's have a full meal first." Liu Yi's bright voice echoed in the wilderness.
"If anyone is willing to stay behind to cultivate and hand over a portion of their harvest, we can provide them with seeds.”
"But what to plant and when to plant, you have to accept our arrangements.”
"Furthermore, each household will have to provide young men to form a security team.”
"Together, we'll protect the land we grow."
"I'll join!"
"I'll join too!"
The escapees scrambled to shout.
Even if they handed over 90% of the land, they would still have 500 catties left.
It was more than twice the amount of grain that they had grown before.
Moreover, it had to be without being exploited by the landlord.
Where could he find such a beautiful job?
The refugees were extremely grateful.
" Zilong thanks the great righteousness of worshipping literature!"
Zhao Yun cupped his hands and knelt on one knee.
Liu Yi's eyes and hands were quick as he helped the young man in front of him up.
"Zilong, are you willing to join us and lead the young men to protect the fertile fields?”
"I'm willing!" Zhao Yun, who was lifted up, nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with determination.
A sweet smell interrupted them.
Gulp...
Zhao Yun's stomach started to growl.
He blushed and lowered his head.
He hadn't had a proper meal for a few days. At this moment, the sweet smell made him even hungrier.
"Let's eat!"
Liu Yi waved his hand.
Lu Su ordered a few servants to distribute the roasted sweet potatoes to the refugees.
"Hu, hu…"
Although the sweet potatoes in their hands were boiling hot, no one was willing to let go.
Liu Yi broke open a sweet potato and handed half to Zhao Yun." Here, Brother Zilong, fill your stomach first."”
"When I'm done with today's work, I'll go back and give you a good welcome.”
"Let's eat this coarse roasted sweet potato first.”
Seeing the other party take a bite of the sweet potato and chew it in big mouthfuls, a trace of warmth rose in Zhao Yun's heart.
Such a big family business, but he did not put on airs.
This made Zhao Yun feel even more respectful.
The cold treatment he received from Gongsun Zan in the past instantly disappeared in his heart.
Finally, he felt that he had met the right person.
He took a bite of the sweet potato, and the sweet taste spread in his taste buds.
"Delicious!"
Zhao Yun couldn't help but praise.
The taste of sweetness was too extravagant.
"My mother, this sweet food is actually vulgar?”
The escapees felt that the food was delicious to the heavens, but they were ignored by the young man.
"There are plenty of sweet potatoes." Liu Yi said boldly as he looked at the refugees who were eating.
Zhao Yun no longer held back and started to eat.
It had been a long time since he had eaten his fill. It was as if there was a bottomless pit in his stomach.
The sweet potatoes were quickly eaten one by one.
"Zilong is really a fierce general!"
Lu Su praised," Judging from the way he eats, he must be very strong!”
"But…"
The expression on his face changed. Lu Su frowned and said,"The side effects of Zilong are probably not small.”
Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yun, who was still half-squatting on the ground and eating, suddenly farted loudly.
Lu Su almost jumped up in fright from the thunderous voice.
He looked up and realized that Liu Yi had already disappeared from the scene.
"Chongwen probably knows how to calculate!"
Lu Su quickly covered his nose and fled.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Loud farting sounds could be heard from behind him.
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