Five days had passed since she sent Ying Zheng away in anger with a dark face.
At this time, the harvesting work in the fields, which was in full swing, has basically come to an end.
At the beginning, every soldier was full of excitement, but now they only feel tired.
Why does it feel like harvesting corn and sweet potatoes during this period is more tiring than their usual military training?
Even Xuan Yang had to admit that it was really tiring, especially after breaking the corn cobs and peeling off the kernels, everyone's skin became rougher after these few days.
In comparison, sweet potatoes are much easier to harvest. Just pull them out of the ground and you're done. How convenient.
Wang Deng was so tired these two days. Although he didn't have to go to the fields, it took a lot of effort to direct everyone to store so much grain into the granary.
Zhao Jun couldn't help laughing when he saw the exhausted people not far away. Now you know that farm work is not easy. Farming is not much easier than fighting.
The harvest is coming to an end and the yield per mu has already come out.
The corn yield per mu is 960 kilograms, and the sweet potato yield per mu is 1,900 kilograms.
Wang Deng couldn't help but smile foolishly when thinking about the full granary. It had been a long time since the granary was so full.
Zhao Jun looked at the crowd lying sprawled out in the fields. It was finally over.
And she was finally going to meet the gloomy-faced Ying Zheng.
When Zhao Jun thought of the last time Ying Zheng walked away with a gloomy face, he couldn't help laughing.
Ying Zheng’s expression at that time was really funny.
Zhao Jun explained to him what it was used for. Although he knew the consequences, it still did not stop Ying Zheng from feeling uncomfortable.
Zhao Jun found it particularly funny when he thought about how he obviously cared but tried hard to pretend not to be upset.
This week, Zhao Jun did not go to see Ying Zheng. On the one hand, he was really busy, and on the other hand, he was afraid that he would not be able to help laughing when he saw him because he had not yet digested the situation.
By then, I will definitely piss him off completely.
But there was no way to avoid it today, she sighed.
"Ms. Zhao, is there any problem?" You sighed. "This output is already very high."
Wang Deng ran over happily and heard her sigh, so he asked.
"No problem, it has nothing to do with this." Zhao Jun shook his head and perfunctorily answered him.
Then she walked to the center of the field, looked around and spoke loudly.
"Everyone, thank you for your hard work over the past few months. Today's harvest is inseparable from your efforts. All our grain has been harvested. This mission is successfully completed. Thank you all for your hard work over the past few months. I will report to the king and reward everyone according to their merits."
After saying this, Zhao Jun bowed deeply.
In fact, these people were the ones who made the most efforts in the past few months, and Zhao Jun was just talking.
"Ms. Zhao is so polite. This is what we should do." Xuan Yang took the lead and returned the greeting deeply.
"Yes, these past few months have been really fun. Thank you, Ms. Zhao."
"Not to mention the other food is really good, I really don't want to leave."
"Yes, I'm not too tired. It's all as I should be. Thank you, Ms. Zhao."
For a moment, the fields were filled with the soldiers' gratitude, and everyone was very happy about these days.
"Ms. Zhao, what are you talking about? If it weren't for you, how could we have grown such a high yield of grain? All the people of Daqin should be grateful to you in the future."
Wang Deng said with tears in his eyes, "I should thank you more for letting me follow you for these few months. It has benefited me a lot throughout my life."
The old man, who was in his fifties, spoke earnestly and bowed deeply to her.
Zhao Jun looked around and felt everyone's sincere gaze.
These three short months have been very beneficial to her.
Zhao Jun returned to the palace with a melancholy mood, bidding farewell to this journey.
Now it's time to report to the boss again.
However, as usual, the corn and sweet potatoes are now in good harvest, so how could she go empty-handed?
She definitely wanted to try something new, so she turned a corner and went back to the kitchen.
Everyone in the kitchen was excited to see her, especially since she brought something with her.
Whenever she came with something it meant there was going to be something delicious.
"Ms. Zhao Shi'an, you are going to make something delicious again. The tomatoes you made last time were really delicious." Chaisang is always the first one to come forward.
"Yeah, I'm having a great time today."
Zhao Jun came in and put corn and sweet potatoes on the table.
"Butler Ai, these are sweet potatoes. Please wash them for me and throw them directly into the oven."
Zhao Jun handed the sweet potato to Aidu and told him to just make the simplest roasted sweet potato.
Although it’s not winter yet, we can start preparing roasted sweet potatoes.
"Okay." Aidu hurried over to help Zhao Jun process the sweet potatoes.
He also welcomed Zhao Jun to come over, as she always gave him cooking inspiration.
"And then help me prepare some ribs. I want to make some soup."
Zhao Jun has already thought about today's dinner: a roasted sweet potato, a steamed corn, and a corn and pork ribs soup. Perfect!
These things are not complicated to make, only stewing the soup takes a little time, but it’s afternoon now and there’s still time.
The smoke from the kitchen slowly flows out from the roof, the gurgling sound on the stove is the most beautiful music, and the fragrance is gradually emanating from the oven.
An hour later, the soup on the stove had become fragrant and thick, and the corn and sweet potatoes were also ready.
Zhao Jun specially stewed some more, and she hid in the kitchen and drank a bowl secretly.
The people around had already been attracted by the unique aroma, but there was not enough pork rib soup to share, so Zhao Jun only let them taste the steamed corn.
"Ms. Zhao, you called this corn, didn't you? It's delicious."
Chaisang has always been the most supportive. She held a small piece of yellow corn cob and nibbled it in small bites.
"Huh, fragrant~"
Zhao Jun sat on the stool next to her with the soup and breathed a sigh of satisfaction. The pork ribs and corn soup was indeed her favorite soup. It was so delicious.
"Okay, you guys can share the other things and try them. I have to go and offer them to the boss again."
Zhao Jun finished his soup and corn with satisfaction, wiped the grease off his lips, packed up his dinner for the day and went to the front hall.
"Ms. Zhao Shi'an." Sun Cheng came up to her with a smile.
Zhao Jun was surprised because she always came to the front hall and was very familiar with Sun Cheng. Usually, when he saw her from afar, he would inform her in advance and go in directly when she arrived.
Why did you come out to greet me today? Is there anyone inside?
"What's wrong? Your Majesty, is there something you need? Do you need me to wait in the side hall?"
"No, no, you can just go in. I just want to tell you that Prince Fusu is in there." Sun Cheng said with a smile.
Fusu is here?
The King of Zhao was quite surprised. Although she often met him in the palace, Fusu rarely came to the front hall to find Ying Zheng. She came here often and sometimes met Li Si and others, but she had never seen Fusu.
"Okay, I understand. I'll go in first." Zhao Jun replied and carried the things in as usual.
What does Ying Zheng want to talk to Fusu about? Will he get angry again?
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