At the same time, the word "potato" spread widely across China.
The people eagerly inquired whether the news was true or not.
In Taile Village, a large group of people surrounded the Song hunter's house again.
Granny Liu cracked sunflower seeds and said, "I knew that girl was no ordinary person."
“Grandma, that’s not what you said before,” the boy beside her reminded her.
After all, they had previously said that the girl was pitiful and probably wouldn't live much longer.
"Shut up, you have no right to interrupt me."
The boy reluctantly shut his mouth.
In the village, Granny Liu is known for her sharp tongue. If he were to talk back, her ancestors for eight generations would probably be dug up.
The official in charge of ceremonies waited at the door with a bright yellow imperial edict. Nanzhi tidied herself up before coming out.
"Nanzhi of Taile Village, Lingshan County, hear the imperial decree."
Nanzhi knelt down.
"By the grace of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: Nan Zhi, a ninth-rank official, is beautiful and intelligent, dignified and diligent, knowledgeable in literature and etiquette. She discovered potatoes and studied their cultivation methods, making great contributions to our Great Yang. Therefore, she is hereby conferred the title of Agricultural Officer and appointed as an eighth-rank official. This is the imperial decree!"
"I thank you Lord for your kindness!"
Nan Zhi received the imperial edict and held it in her palm. Upon seeing this, Wu Nan Shuang slipped a purse into the hands of the official in charge of the ceremony.
The official weighed the item in his hand and smiled broadly. "Sir, the eighth-rank agricultural official was a position personally appointed by His Majesty, who overruled all objections."
Nanzhi understood the meaning behind his words. "Please convey to His Majesty that I will certainly not fail His Majesty's expectations."
Among the various states, Da Yang was considered a middle-class country, but the people were starving, which was Emperor Zhao De's biggest headache.
With potatoes, Emperor Zhaode could at least get a good night's sleep.
After the official in charge of ceremonies left, Lin Chengyi, dressed in his everyday clothes, squeezed into the crowd.
"Only an eighth-rank official? Your Majesty is so stingy."
Lin Chengyi happened to hear this, and his legs went weak and he almost collapsed.
"My little ancestor, do you know what a crime it is to slander the Emperor?" he whispered.
Nanzhi held the imperial edict and said, "Oh, I understand. Your Excellency won't tell anyone, will he?"
That being said, but...
Two months have passed in a roundabout way, and the corn in Nanzhitian is now ripe.
She specially sent someone to the county town to bring Lin Chengyi over.
"My lord, this is a new variety I have developed, called corn, which will mature in two months."
"Two months!" Lin Chengyi exclaimed.
Nanzhi touched her nose. "Yes."
The corn seeds produced by the system are simply too powerful. If I had known this, I would have switched to the original seeds.
Look how frightened the adults have become.
Lin Chengyi stumbled and ran to the cornfield, and following Nanzhi's instructions, he cleared away one of the cornfields.
Golden corn came into view.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Lin Chengyi stood in the field, holding a handful of corn, and laughed loudly.
Zhang Hongfu secretly wiped away his tears.
"This is the first time the master has been so happy."
Nanzhi bowed deeply at the edge of the field, a testament to the good official who was wholeheartedly devoted to serving the people.
They deserve respect.
Upon returning to the county government office, Lin Chengyi immediately wrote a letter and had it sent out that very night.
The next day, a carriage appeared in front of Nanzhi Gate, and Lin Jiaxiang got out of the carriage.
He was fanning himself, acting nonchalantly and arrogantly.
The first thing Nanzhi said to him was, "What are you doing here?"
And she was wearing a flashy pink outfit.
He had intended to show off his young master's style in this remote and impoverished place, but Nanzhi's interference made it impossible for him to keep up the act.
"Don't you even know what 'romantic' means?" Lin Jiaxiang said angrily.
Nan Zhi didn't even look up. "I don't understand, but pink doesn't suit you."
"What's the meaning?"
Nanzhi hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.
"Go ahead, I'd like to hear it."
Nan Zhi bluntly said, "Very flashy, just like a male prostitute in a brothel."
"Hey, you!" Lin Jiaxiang pointed at Nanzhi, speechless.
Zhou Chang, who was sitting and drinking tea, lay down on the table with a smile.
"Old man, show some respect to me."
Zhou Chang waved his hand and laughed, "Yes, yes, young master."
I didn't see any respect in it at all; it was more like teasing.
Dissatisfied, Young Master Lin lifted his robe and sat down, sulking.
"What are you doing at my house?" This guy usually stays in the city, why is he suddenly here?
Lin Jiaxiang: "What kind of sleeping potion did you give my dad? That old guy went back last night and slept with that golden thing all night. When he woke up the next day, he had a rash all over his body."
"Pfft." Nan Zhi couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"It wasn't me, hahaha, it really wasn't me."
"You better be serious, I'm telling the truth," Lin Jiaxiang said angrily.
Nan Zhi let out a long sigh of relief, suppressing her smile for the time being.
"First of all, I gave Lord Lin corn, a new seed I developed, you know what I mean. Secondly, Lord Lin's symptoms are probably an allergic reaction."
"allergy?"
Nanzhi nodded, "Just go back and tell the adults not to touch the corn or its stalks."
Lin Jiaxiang then remembered that this person also knew medicine.
"I heard you're going to open a restaurant with my sister?"
Nanzhi glanced at him. "That's true, but it's still up for debate."
Lin Jiaxiang leaned closer, "Or, why don't you consider me?"
A glint of light flickered in his eyes, clearly indicating that he had already made up his mind.
Nanzhi looked at him and said, "I think you should go to school."
Lin Jiaxiang looked dejected. "You're just like my sister."
Nan Chunxian and Nan Chungu returned with rabbit grass, just as Zhou Chang was about to start his class.
Lin Jiaxiang overheard it.
“Your husband is quite different.”
Nanzhi turned back, "What's different?"
"He looks like a decrepit old man, but he's quite learned."
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