"What good news? Why are you knocking on my door so early in the morning? Can't you let me get some rest?"

Yang Shiqi said with an excited expression:

"Ma Sanbao is back."

Zhu Yunwen glared at Yang Shiqi and said:

"You're back? Where are you?"

Yang Shiqi: "According to a memorial written by the magistrate of a county in the southern coastal area, Ma Sanbao's fleet approached the sea yesterday morning and, after a short rest, is heading towards Nanjing."

Moreover, the memorial stated that the two items they were looking for had been found, and that they had also brought with them envoys from overseas countries who had come to the Ming Dynasty; the procession was quite large.

Zhu Yunwen's eyes lit up. He didn't care about anything else; he only cared about finding the two things he wanted.

Those two things are, of course, sweet potato and potato seeds.

At that moment, Zhu Yunwen looked up and burst into laughter, then said to Yang Shiqi:

"From now on, the people of our Great Ming will no longer fear not having food to eat."

Although Yang Shiqi did not know whether these so-called potatoes and sweet potatoes could really solve the problem of feeding the people, as Zhu Yunwen had said.

But seeing Zhu Yunwen so happy, he couldn't help but get excited too.

Zhu Yunwen then asked, "According to their route, when will they arrive in Nanjing?"

Yang Shiqi said, "Because we brought back a lot of seeds, the journey will be relatively slow. It will take at least four or five days, and we should be able to arrive in Nanjing on the eve of the Lunar New Year."

Zhu Yunwen said, "Very well, this New Year's celebration will be solely for Ma Sanbao's achievements. He is a meritorious official of our Great Ming Dynasty."