A few days later, Yun Zheng and his men met up with Wang Qi's troops.
After handing over the task of escorting the prisoners to Qin Qihu and Qu Zhi, Yun Zheng led his own personal guards, plus a thousand Blood-Clothed Soldiers led by Tong Gang, and brought enough livestock for them to eat on the road, and rushed to Sanbian City first.
Jia Yao was also with them.
On the way, Yun Zheng also wrote a battle report and sent someone to deliver the battle report and Beihuan's letter of surrender back to the imperial city.
Yun Zheng originally thought that Jia Yao would play some tricks on the way back with them.
But contrary to his expectations, Jia Yao was unusually well-behaved.
One can even say that she is gentle and obedient!
Yun Zheng estimated that even if he found a deserted place now and had a battle with Jia Yao with the sky as a blanket and the ground as a bed, Jia Yao would still completely obey.
But Jia Yao's obedience made Yun Zheng extremely alert.
He and Jia Yao have a deep hatred for each other, but Jia Yao is still so obedient to him. Even a fool can tell that there is a problem!
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Yun Zheng now really suspects that Jia Yao wants to conquer him and solve the problem from the root.
No matter how submissive Jia Yao is now, he dare not touch Jia Yao.
If you go after your body first and then your heart, you're doomed.
When I get back, I have to put Jia Yao under house arrest first and try not to meet her.
Let’s just be a couple in name only!
well!
Just as Yun Zheng was lost in thought, Jia Yao rode his horse closer from the side.
"After we get back, take me to see those potatoes!"
Jia Yao looked at Yun Zheng with her big watery eyes.
This has become Jiayao's daily operation. Yun Zheng was a little uncomfortable at the beginning, but now he is immune to it.
Yun Zheng didn’t know what Jia Yao’s mentality was right now.
But he was sure that all the tenderness shown by this woman was an act.
If killing herself didn't cost anything, this woman would definitely find ways to kill herself.
Forget it, if she wants to act, let her act!
As long as she doesn't find it offensive, I don't mind.
"At this time, you are still thinking about those potatoes?"
Yun Zheng looked at Jia Yao with a playful expression.
Jia Yao nodded slightly, "I just want to see if you have wasted those sweet potatoes."
"Don't worry, although I'm not very good at growing potatoes, I should be better than you." Yun Zheng smiled casually, and asked curiously: "By the way, where did you find those potatoes?"
If we can find sweet potatoes, then it should be possible to find potatoes as well, right?
And pumpkin, corn, etc?
It would be great if we could get all these high-yield crops!
Jia Yao hesitated for a moment before telling the origin of the sweet potato.
She first got sweet potatoes four years ago.
At that time, a ship from far away was damaged and was carried to the eastern coast of Beihuan by wind and waves. Soon after the people on the ship got off the ship and landed on land, they encountered people from the Beihuan tribe there.
The people in the tribe could not understand what those people said and regarded them as invaders.
In the end, only two of the more than fifty people who got off the ship survived.
One of them was seriously injured, and the other was an old man who posed no threat.
At that time, she was accompanying Bambu on a tour of the tribe over there.
After receiving the news, they rushed over immediately.
Those sweet potatoes were what they found in those people's backpacks.
Afterwards, they took the two men back to the royal court, but on the way back to the royal court, the seriously injured man died of illness.
In the end, only the old man returned to the royal court with them.
It took Bambu more than half a year before he could barely communicate with the old man.
The method of piling rice on the chessboard of Bambuna was learned from that old man.
The old man was very wise, and Bambu admired him very much and even regarded him as a confidant.
Unfortunately, the old man fell ill in the winter of that year and died before the following spring.
Before he died, the old man told Bambu that the yield of sweet potatoes was very high. Although Beihuan was not very suitable for growing sweet potatoes, it could be planted when the weather was warm.
The old man also said with great certainty that even in Beihuan, the potato yield per mu could reach more than 600 to 700 kilograms.
The old man even told Bambu how to grow sweet potatoes.
When Bambu found out, he was naturally overjoyed.
You know, much of the Yuan wheat grown in large quantities in Beihuan cannot even produce 100 kilograms per mu.
For Beihuan, a crop yield of 600 to 700 kilograms per mu is a blessing from heaven.
Sadly, however, they had no idea of the value of the potatoes at first, and left most of the seized potatoes to feed the horses of the tribe.
It was not until this moment that Bambu realized that this was the old man's revenge.
The old man deliberately let them know that the yield of sweet potatoes was very high and told them the method of planting. However, he waited until they had eaten all the sweet potatoes and he was about to die of illness before he told it to Bambu.
Let them eat up Beihuan’s hopes.
Because of this incident, Bambu was almost so angry that he vomited blood.
Fortunately, there is always a way out.
After the old man died, Jia Yao suddenly remembered that she had brought back a dozen sweet potatoes.
She originally wanted to taste them, but because she had something urgent to do, she didn't touch the potatoes. She just threw them into her tent and didn't take care of them.
Because it was warmer inside the big tent, the sweet potatoes not only did not freeze, but they actually sprouted.
Jiayao was overjoyed, and thus began her journey of sweet potato cultivation.
Even when a locust plague occurred in Beihuan, her potatoes were well protected by tents.
It turned out that the yield of those potatoes was indeed very high.
Relying on more than a dozen sweet potatoes, Jiayao managed to expand the scale of seedling cultivation to ten acres over three years, despite some twists and turns.
Upon learning this, Yun Zheng couldn't help but laugh.
That old man who was cheating on Bambu still knows how to have fun!
It was also a good thing that Jiayao didn’t eat those dozen sweet potatoes.
Otherwise, he would have no chance to get these potatoes.
It seems that we still need to build large ships suitable for crossing oceans!
All crops that have successfully passed the strict selection of our Chinese ancestors will be introduced here as long as they are available in this world!
Thinking of this, Yun Zheng asked again: "By the way, which country are the old man and his people from? How far is their country from us? How long does it take to get there by sea?"
Jia Yao smiled slyly, "Take me to see those sweet potatoes, and I'll tell you!"
Yo huh?
You're waiting for me here, right?
This woman!
Even though he is so cunning, he still pretends to be naive in front of me.
"Let's talk about it after we get back!"
Yun Zheng did not agree to Jia Yao's request immediately, but instead asked, "Why don't you build a ship and go overseas to look for more potatoes?"
Jia Yao sighed softly and replied, "The Beihuan are not good at shipbuilding, and ordinary ships cannot withstand the strong winds and huge waves on the sea."
Is that so?
Yun Zheng still shook his head and smiled, "So, why are you bothering with us Da Gan? Can't you just follow Da Gan's ass and enjoy the good life? Why do you have to look for trouble all day long?"
Speaking of this, Jia Yao couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Even if we regret it now, isn't it too late?"
"It's not too late!"
Yun Zheng shook his head gently. "It's a good thing to know how to regret. I'm afraid that you won't regret it even when you are about to die, and you will still be stubborn to the end..."
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