Datang god-level small farmer

Chapter 25
"Zian, how much did you say you can produce per mu?"

Looking at this guy with a flattering face and a somewhat cautious look, Liu Zian suddenly lost the urge to blame him, and repeated a sentence seriously.

"If there is no accident, the yield per mu should be between twelve and eighteen stones..."

Looking back at his own son who had almost pushed his chest up to his forehead, Cheng Yaojin, Li Ji and Qin Shubao could not help but gasp.No wonder these three bastards acted like a different person. They obeyed this young man named Liu Zian. Their feelings were not because of his medical skills, but because of their outstanding achievements!

Fang Xuanling's liver hurts from regret at the moment, what crime did he do last night, why did he give that eggplant and garlic sprouts to that horse, if he gave it to his useless bastard, today's credit will be designated He also has a share...

He had long forgotten that he was just glad that his son didn't mess around with him.

The Zhenxiang theorem is indeed everywhere.

Cheng Yaojin and the others looked at each other, and they all saw the seriousness in each other's eyes.

"Little friend, this is not a joke. Even if these potatoes can produce two or three stones per mu, you guys are doing a great job. There is no need to talk about it..."

Li Ji looked at Liu Zi'an and persuaded him earnestly, the food in this world can produce four or five shi per mu, which is already a good farmland, and he has never heard of crops that can produce fifteen or six shi per mu.

Unexpectedly, before Liu Zian could speak, Li Siwen, who had just got up from the ground and hadn't patted the mud clean, threw a sentence over with great pomp.

"Aye, don't worry, Brother Zi'an said that facts speak louder than words, and we will see when we plant them—"

"Facts speak louder than words—that's a good saying!"

The big shots couldn't help but their eyes lit up, and they looked at the young man in front of him with a bit of green eyes.Some people live their entire lives without being able to understand this truth.

"Good, good, good job!"

Cheng Yaojin couldn't help laughing, and reached out to pat Liu Zian's shoulder, but Liu Zian dodged it as soon as his back collapsed.He looked at this old guy Cheng Yaojin with lingering fear, hey, if he shoots someone again, he will fall apart!
Cheng Yaojin didn't feel embarrassed, but proudly put his hips on his hips and laughed.

"Then why are you still standing there, hurry up and go back to Shuangzigou to have a look!"

As soon as they said they would leave, the big bosses yelled and asked the attendants around them to give up a horse to Liu Zian, and returned to Shuangzigou in a hurry.

"I just bought some wine and food, and I will send them to Shuangzigou in a while, and have dinner there at noon."

Cheng Yaojin sat on the horse, turned around and ordered the horse's followers to let go, and then walked away quickly...

Things are settled for now.

Even if the background of the Gongsun Festival is as good as the sky, and he has the ability to get out of the prison, with the support of the four big men in front of him, he can't help himself.

It's not a big deal to put it on a fast horse for a distance of more than ten miles.

Although Fang Xuanling and the others were anxious and busy looking at Tudou, Liu Zian went home first to report that he was safe.What made him more gratified was that his old father could barely get out of bed.He checked one side carefully again, and found that there were indeed no hidden dangers, so he was completely relieved.

The son returned safely, and brought a group of guests who seemed to be very handsome. Liu Changqing and his wife were relieved, and hurriedly greeted the guests, but Fang Xuanling and others politely refused.

"It's important, Zian, where are the potatoes you mentioned?"

Fang Xuanling couldn't wait to stand up, and Cheng Yaojin and the others couldn't wait any longer. At this time, let alone a bowl of rough tea from the farmhouse, even delicacies from mountains and seas were not in the mood to benefit from it.

Liu Changqing and his wife were really lost this time.

What the hell is a potato? Why are these rich people so obsessed with it that they drag their sons to grow potatoes...

"Potatoes—bad, forgot in the ground!"

Before Liu Zian finished speaking, he felt a chill down his spine, and Fang Xuanling and the others looked extremely unfriendly.Seeing this, Cheng Chubi and the others rubbed the soles of their feet with oil, turned around and were about to run outside, but it was already too late.

Duang, Duang, Duang—

Cheng Yaojin, Qin Shubao, and Li Ji kicked their son out alone.

Liu Zian couldn't help shrinking his neck, and said with a dry smile.

"Business is important, business is important, hurry back and find..."

Said, ran to the ground in a hurry.

He was actually a little nervous, half a bag of potatoes, less than one-third of the potatoes were planted, and the rest was thrown on the ground. If someone stole it, he really didn't know where to cry.

Counting on the system, God knows when the potatoes will be rewarded again?
Before the people ran to the ground, the hearts of Liu Zian, Cheng Chubi and others went cold.

The ground is there, the potatoes are gone...

"Little bastard, a prodigal bastard who has more success than failure—"

Seeing that the potatoes were gone, Cheng Yaojin, Qin Shubao, and Li Ji rolled up their sleeves and started working, beating up Cheng Chubi and the three of them, running wildly all over the ground.

Fang Xuanling blew his beard and stared beside him.

"Hit hard, I think you just beat lightly, these bastards—"

I said a long time ago that I can't let my son play with them. This is a group of useless bastards. Things with an output of more than ten stones per mu are just thrown to the ground and ignored——

"No, pull it over, let me beat you twice—"

Fang Xuanling rolled up his sleeves and also joined the battlefield.

Four against three, the key is that one of the three did not dare to fight back, and the battle was a bit tragic.

Liu Zian took a few steps back with a guilty conscience, lest the four of them would think that this happened because of him.Just when he was hesitating whether to take the risk of being beaten to persuade the four big men, he heard a voice that surprised him from behind.

"Zian, your potatoes—"

As soon as they heard the word "potato", several people stopped in unison, as if the pause button had been pressed, and looked back.I saw a young man with a simple and honest appearance rushing over panting, holding a familiar woven bag in his hand, maybe it was the bag he used to put potatoes in.

"The situation was quite chaotic at the time. I was afraid that your things would be lost, so I came back and took them home. Just now I heard Uncle San said that you took someone to look for potatoes, and I just remembered——I didn't delay you... ..."

Zhu Zi smiled apologetically at them while talking.

It didn't delay using it, but it didn't delay being beaten either...

The three of Cheng Chubi felt wronged and wanted to cry.

But I was very grateful in my heart, if it wasn't for this guy named Zhuzi to help put away the potatoes, they would have lost them.Thinking of the consequences of losing the potatoes, the three of them could not help but shudder, and their eyes on the pillar became much more friendly.

"Come on, come on, let me see—"

Potatoes lost and found.

The four bosses stopped beating people, left the three who were a little embarrassed, and immediately surrounded the pillars.

That posture, each with green eyes, looks like a wolf that has been hungry for three days.

(End of this chapter)