Great Qin: A three-year-old brat, Qin Shihuang's life was extended at the beginning!
9 A thousand catties per mu, this was a thousand catties per mu!

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The alluring fragrance of sweet potatoes wafted over. Zhao Yan was no longer in the mood to resolve the misunderstanding with Brother Zheng!

Moreover, the system had said that his father was Qin Shihuang. The system would not lie to him!

"Alright!"

Looking at the roasted sweet potatoes in front of him, Zhao Yan was already hungry!

At this moment, Zhao Yan couldn't care less about how hot the roasted sweet potato was. He picked it up and used it to burn his hands and feet, blowing air into his mouth!

Good fellow!

Three years! He hadn't eaten roasted sweet potatoes for three years!

When he peeled off the sweet potato's shy outer layer and revealed the tender flesh, Zhao Yan was already hungry!

She bit down on it and tears welled up in her eyes!

Hot!

However, the fragrance of his previous life made Zhao Yan reluctant to spit it out!

He was an orphan in his previous life and grew up relying on a family's food. He often ate one meal and did not know how to eat the next!

In her previous life, the happiest time was when she stole a few sweet potatoes from the fields and roasted them!

At that time, he couldn't afford candy or Weilong Spicy Strips!

Roasted sweet potatoes were the cheapest delicacy at that time!

As a result, when Zhao Yan grew up, he always liked to eat roasted sweet potatoes!

He had not eaten this thing for three years in his life!

Brother Zheng looked at Zhao Yan's face, which had been scalded by the roasted sweet potato, but he was still eating happily. The smile on his face grew wider and wider!

He's really a child

innocent and romantic

For some reason, a warmth rippled in Brother Zheng's heart!

Brother Zheng had quite a number of sons, a total of eighteen!

But which son would not be afraid of him? On the other hand, Brother Zheng felt like he was an old father to Zhao Yan!

It was as if looking at Zhao Yan's innocent face made her feel much better!

Even his mood, which had been affected by Huhai and Zhao Gao, had recovered a lot!

"It's so delicious!" Zhao Yan was so hot that tears came out. His mouth and face were covered in dust, and the ashes of the roasted sweet potatoes were everywhere!

It was only then that Brother Zheng noticed the roasted sweet potato in Zhao Yan's hand. He realized that it was a crop that he had never seen before!

"What is this?" Brother Zheng was stunned for a moment!

Brother Zheng had never even seen this before, let alone eat it!

However, the smell was quite fragrant!

"Sweet potatoes! Do you want to try it?" Zhao Yan generously picked the smallest roasted sweet potato for Brother Zheng!

Brother Zheng did not refuse. He took the roasted sweet potato and sat cross-legged on the ground with Zhao Yan.

After taking a bite, his mouth was filled with the soft and sticky fragrance of the roasted sweet potato!

"Good stuff! What is this? Why have I never seen it before?”Brother Zheng asked curiously!

"Of course it's good stuff. My master got this stuff from overseas. The yield per mu is several thousand catties!”Zhao Yan said with a smile.

" So it's Honorable Master!" Brother Zheng was suddenly stunned halfway through his sentence!

"Wait, how much per mu did you say?" Brother Zheng stared at Zhao Yan with his mouth agape!

" A few thousand pounds!" Zhao Yan blinked his big eyes.

"This! How to plant this thing! Do you have any more seeds?" At this moment, Brother Zheng had forgotten the fragrance of the roasted sweet potato and was staring straight at Zhao Yan!

A thousand catties per mu!

This was a yield of 500 kilograms per mu!

After all, Great Qin's current grain production was only around 100 kilograms per mu!

Although grain was usually measured in liters, buckets, and stones, Brother Zheng knew the meaning of jin. He also knew what a thousand jin per mu meant!

" Ah, it's in your hands," Zhao Yan said with a smile.

" I brought two with me when I came out. I'll roast them for you and me," Zhao Yan said.

"What a waste! What a waste!" Brother Zheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning!

A thousand catties of grain per mu was really roasted just like that?

Brother Zheng looked at the roasted sweet potato in his hand that he had already taken a bite of. He wished he could turn back time!

Ding! Host teased Qin Shihuang! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the innate talent, Natural Handsome Talent! Learning in the military field would be like entering an uninhabited realm!

Zhao Yan blinked.

Hehe!

His guess was fulfilled!

Zhao Yan wasn't trying to fool the First Emperor!

However, the system's positioning was that of a devilish brat. He could obtain rewards by playing tricks on others!

Many of Zhao Yan's items were obtained by teasing the villagers in the village!

However, the probability of getting good things from teasing the villagers was very low. Most of them were useless gadgets.

In the end, he triggered two missions in a row on Brother Zheng's side. One rewarded him with a Muscle and Marrow Cleansing Pill.

The effect was obvious. Brother Zheng had changed his fate, and Zhao Yan felt that his strength and reaction speed had doubled!

As for the other reward, the sweet potato, it was naturally of great importance!

Therefore, Zhao Yan was also guessing that the system reward might be related to the status of the target of the prank!

That was why he deliberately tricked the First Emperor to test his hypothesis!

He was directly rewarded as a natural handsome talent! His military learning ability was maxed out!

Without a doubt, this completely verified Zhao Yan's conjecture!

The reward for teasing someone with a high status was usually higher!

This confirmed Zhao Yan's decision to stay by the First Emperor's side!

Good heavens, with the First Emperor's support, wouldn't all the civil and military officials be at my mercy? At that time, wouldn't the rewards be easy to come by?

Zhao Yan was happy, but Brother Zheng was not in a good mood.

" A thousand catties per mu! This is a thousand catties per mu!" Looking at the sweet potato in front of him, Brother Zheng wanted to cry but had no tears.

"This child!"

In this era, there was no such thing as a brat. Brother Zheng could not find a suitable adjective to describe Zhao Yan.

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