Traveling through ancient times to survive

After the family meeting, when it was time for dinner, Zhao Decheng was still thinking hard while sitting at the table.

Looking at the table full of potatoes, Zhao Decheng had no appetite at all. He complained with an ugly expression: "Why are we eating potatoes again? I'm almost turning into a potato if I eat them every day."

Sun Xiaocao said kindly, "My dear grandson, we don't have any other food left at home. We only have a high yield of potatoes and sweet potatoes. We still have several thousand kilograms left. We can't just throw them away, can we? I can only let you bear with it for now. When the new rice planted in the field is harvested, we will have other food to eat."

Zhao Decheng looked impatient: "Why are there so many?"

Mrs. Zhao smiled ingratiatingly, "Brother Cheng, have another meal today. I will use these potatoes to exchange for rice from the nearby villages, and I will cook for you tomorrow."

"Eat it if you want, or don't, get out of here. You're still complaining about it. It's a divine seed, with a yield of several thousand kilograms per mu. If the high officials knew about it, they would probably scramble to buy it. Only you, a blind man, don't care about it."

Zhao Chengshan didn't tolerate him at all and just slammed the table to teach him a lesson.

Zhao Decheng was about to get angry when a flash of inspiration came to his mind. He didn't care about being angry and asked hurriedly.

"Dad, what did you say? The high officials would snatch this thing?"

Zhao Decheng couldn't believe it. The nobles had seen countless treasures, ate delicacies from mountains and seas, wore silk and satin, and played with rare and precious treasures.

Would you be interested in these ordinary potatoes and sweet potatoes? And you want to snatch them? Dad must be judging others by his own standards, thinking that the nobles can't even have enough to eat?

Zhao Chengshan rolled his eyes and said, "Of course, it's just that the court is not good enough now. If there is a wise ruler in power, even if we offer one of these grains, we will be granted the title of nobility."

"really?"

Zhao Decheng never took ordinary people seriously. In his mind, ordinary people and scholars were almost two different species. The lower-class people were just hardworking cattle and horses. What did their food have to do with their masters? They just had to be obedient and pay taxes on time.

As for whether the cattle and horses live well or not, that is not important. After one group dies, another group will come, just like weeds that can never be cut. The most abundant thing in the world is the lower-class cattle and horses. They will find ways to compete and actively reproduce to contribute to their masters.

Zhao Decheng did not think that his idea was extremely terrible, because that was what the teachers in the academy taught him, and his classmates had the same idea. The group of scholars in this world had become corrupt, and he was in it without realizing it.

"What do you think? What aspiring emperor wouldn't want to solve the famine problem and achieve a feat that would make him famous in history? Now that it's been given to you for free, you'd be overjoyed."

Zhao Chengshan had no idea that his son had classified him as a member of a group of cattle and horses. If he knew, he would probably immediately cut off ties with this inhuman thing.

Zhao Decheng slapped his thigh and shouted excitedly: "So that's it! I know!"

As long as he delivers the two kinds of grain to the local government first, it wouldn't be too much to give him a title of nobility, but at least a position as an agricultural official, right?

The second uncle had no intention of dealing with the court at all, so he certainly hadn't leaked this information to the court. It was just the right time to help his nephew get into the government. In the future, the village would have connections in the court, and he could also protect the village. The second uncle definitely wouldn't mind this good thing that had the best of both worlds.

The more Zhao Decheng thought about it, the more excited he became, as if he had already become an official. In his mind, he had already begun to look down on Zhao Chengchuan.

The second uncle was too selfish. If he had presented the crops to the imperial court, and the imperial court had ordered them to be distributed to the people of the world for planting, the increasingly serious famine problem would have been solved. This move would have saved countless people who would have starved to death. This was a great merit in saving the world.

My second uncle is so cold-blooded that he would rather let it rot in his hands than give it out to save the world. Since my second uncle is unwilling, let me do it.

Zhao Decheng looked selfless, like a Buddha cutting off his flesh to feed an eagle, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He had completely forgotten that Zhao Chengchuan had already distributed the seeds to the surrounding villages, and planned to use them as a base to gradually spread to the whole world.

Why is it so troublesome? Of course, it is because Zhao Chengchuan completely distrusts the court. Ever since he learned that the court's solution to the great plague last year was to kill all the people in the epidemic area, Zhao Chengchuan has completely given up on the court.

Zhao Chengchuan felt that if they were handed over to the imperial court, given the nature of those high-ranking officials, these two seeds would definitely become the exclusive preserve of the nobles, and ordinary people would starve to death rather than give them up.

Rather than becoming an optional icing on the cake for the nobles, it is better to circulate them slowly among the common people step by step. This is the correct way to use these two divine seeds.

"What do you know?"

Zhao Chengshan wondered what stupid thing this stupid son was going to do again?

Zhao Decheng suppressed the upturned corners of his mouth, tried to calm the excitement in his heart, and pretended to be calm.

"Of course I know how precious these two kinds of food are. Thinking back to my previous critical comments, I really shouldn't have done that."

Zhao Decheng did not plan to tell his family about his plan right now. After things were done, he would make sure they looked at him with admiration and would never dare to look down on him again. It was better to keep it secret for now to avoid any complications.

Zhao Decheng refused to think about the possibility of failure and began to eat happily.

"Really?" Zhao Chengshan didn't quite believe it.

"Dad, what else? Is your son some kind of heinous villain?"

Zhao Decheng swallowed the potato in his mouth and pretended to be dissatisfied. Now he didn't feel sick of the potato. Instead, he savored the soft, sticky and sweet taste of the potato with relish.

"Although you are not a bad guy, you are not a good person either. You must have been holding your fart badly just now."

Zhao Chengshan looked disdainful.

"Grandpa and grandma! Look at Dad, he..."

Zhao Decheng's good mood was swept away. As a junior, he couldn't refute his father who had taken the wrong medicine and went crazy. So he started to mobilize people. If he couldn't do it, then wouldn't it be natural for his father's parents to teach him a lesson?

"Boss! If you keep talking nonsense, you won't be able to eat!" Sun Xiaocao's eyes were wide open and his gaze was sharp.

"Big brother! What happened to you these past few months? You look so dead every day, and you don't look nice to anyone. Are you trying to please your parents? What are you dissatisfied with?"

Zhao Yuanmu put down his chopsticks. He had been patient for several days but finally couldn't bear it anymore. His eldest son was very numb now, as if he had no hope in life and lived one day at a time. This was really scary. But there was no major change in the family? What was wrong with his eldest son's mental state?

Zhao Yuanmu completely forgot that Zhao Chengshan once came to him with hope in his eyes, wanting to follow Zhao Chengchuan's decision in order to reconcile with the second brother's family and break into the center of the village, but he flatly rejected it. The light in Zhao Chengshan's eyes was extinguished, and he became listless and had no energy for anything.