Through Time Chapter 105

Hearing his cheap old dad’s words, Zhao Lang of course understood the meaning, and his old face suddenly flushed.

To say the least, his cheap old dad was still extremely good to him.

No matter who else it was, in just a few months, he gave 70,000 taels of gold, without asking where it was going.

Even if it was his own son, that would have required great trust and courage.

Of course, the value of what Zhao Lang took out each time was far beyond this money.

It just takes time to transform.

“Father, I’m not looking for money from you this time.”

Zhao Lang laughed and

“It’s a real surprise for you.”

Qin Shi Huang smiled, even though he already knew it by heart.

“OK, Father will see what surprise you have.”

At once Zhao Lang beat his hand and took the lead in walking forward, saying that

“Let’s go to the fields.”

Qin Shi Huang was not surprised and followed towards the outside.

When they reached the door, they saw the teenagers from the village, led by Wang Jian.

In a neat line, they were already waiting for them.

Seeing Qin Shi Huang, Wang Jian nodded and saluted at once.

“Today’s situation is a bit special, it can only be one of our own.”

Zhao Lang explained with a smile.

Qin Shi Huang nodded gratefully, the stirrups and horseshoes were extremely useful, but the style was so simple that an ordinary person could understand them with a single glance.

They did require some attention.

It was only after looking around that Qin Shi Huang did not notice Zhao Lang bringing his horse out.

So pretending not to notice, he said

“Long’er, don’t we need a horse?”

Zhao Lang quickly returned and

“No, the place is not that far away, it’s in our field.”

After saying that, he took the lead to go over the front.

Zhao Gao and Li Si also gave Qin Shi Huang a somewhat puzzled look, how could this demonstrate the benefits of stirrups and horseshoes without using a horse?

Qin Shi Huang was first slightly stunned and quickly remembered when Zhao Lang had given him the printing technique earlier.

Smiling, he whispered to the two men that

“This nature of Long’s son however is still a bit lively, always wanting to see us surprised.”

When they said that, they understood, but they did understand.

They used to be the same, always wanting to make a splash and then enjoy the shocked and admiring glances of those around them.

Qin Shi Huang went on to say that

“Only this nature also needs to be changed, so jumpy, how can he convince the public in the future? Today, however, we must not let him get too carried away.”

Zhao Gao and Li Si also smiled and nodded their heads.

In fact, every time they thought of it now, when they first met with Zhao Lang.

Their faces were slightly heated, and their performance that day was really a bit humiliating.

Li Si even smiled and said that

“Brother Zhao don’t worry, today, we will show Gongzi Lang what it means to have a mountain collapse in front of you without your face changing colour.”

Li Si was the Prime Minister of the Great Qin.

He was also the head of the Legal School.

In terms of city temperament, he was definitely rare in the world.

He had always felt that last time it was mainly because Zhao Lang had not followed the usual rules that he had lost his temper so much.

Now, with the preparation and knowing Zhao Lang’s bottom card.

In any case, there was no way it would be the same as before.

Soon, the group arrived at the field.

All the teenagers, from extremely orderly, spread out in all directions.

Making sure that no one came near.

This scene caused a strange colour in Qin Shi Huang’s eyes, in such a short period of time.

It was unbelievable that these teenagers could do this.

At this time, Zhao Lang walked over with a few people from Tian Lao and introduced them to each other to

“Father, let me introduce to you, this is Tian Lao, Xu Yue, and Mr. Huang.”

“All of them are my people.”

“Gentlemen, this is my father. ”

Qin Shi Huang naturally understood that this was the farming family.

At once, he revealed a smile.

After a brief greeting from both sides, Zhao Lang told everyone to hurry to the fields.

No one noticed that after Elder Tian saw the three Qin Shi Huang, his hands instantly began to tremble!

The eyes that looked at Zhao Lang once again were extremely complicated!

After looking around, all of whom were his own people, Zhao Lang spoke to

“Father, the one hundred thousand taels of gold I want to give you is right here.”

Qin Shi Huang, who was waiting for Zhao Lang to bring out the stirrups and horseshoes, looked at the withered seedlings and vines all over the ground and wondered.

“These dead crops are your one hundred thousand taels of gold?”

Zhao Lang did not beat around the bush and said that

“Father, it’s not the dead crops, but the grain that has ripened and is all buried underneath.”

“This is a new grain that the farmers have found, potatoes.”

Hearing this, Qin Shi Huang’s expression froze and he said that

“A new grain!?”

Great Qin’s present one had little grain that could be cultivated, and even less yield.

It relied on the hard work of the farmers of Great Qin to supply the food for the entire empire.

Even Zhao Gao and Li Si, who had been so calm and collected, were serious.

New food was a matter of national importance!

No jokes!

“What is the habit of this grain? Is it palatable? How much can be harvested from an acre of land?”

Although Qin Shi Huang was the Lord of the Great Qin, he knew something about these matters of agriculture and mulberry.

Zhao Lang smiled and returned that

“Father, these potatoes like to be cool, and can be planted two to three times a year, depending on the temperature.”

“You can plant them two to three times a year.”

Hearing these words, Qin Shi Huang had sucked in a breath of cold air backwards, incredulously saying that

“Really!”

You can plant two to three times a year and harvest in three months.

With the most hard-working people in the whole world, this kind of food is a match made in heaven!

“And how much grain can be harvested from an acre?”

Qin Shi Huang asked, slightly nervous.

“Eight hundred pounds, I think.”

Zhao Lang estimated in his heart, not daring to say too much, or else he would look at his cheap old dad like this.

If the discrepancy was too great, he could probably die of anger.

Qin Shi Huang’s body shook violently, while Zhao Gao couldn’t help but scream out directly, the

“Eight hundred pounds!”

Zhao Gao was the Central Secretary and assisted Qin Shi Huang in his government affairs, and he also had an understanding of people’s livelihood.

In an ordinary field, an acre of land that could yield four or five hundred catties of grain was already a bumper crop!

Eight hundred catties!

And you can plant it two to three times a year, it’s simply a godsend!

Zhao Lang looked at the appearance of several people and said that

“Just how many pounds can it produce, won’t we know if we dig it up?”

The people nodded at once, an acre of land was not too big nor too small.

But divided among so many people, it wasn’t much.

Qin Shi Huang’s mind was slightly moved; he wanted to do it himself.

Straight away he scratched a small area and said.

“This place belongs to me and your two uncles to dig.”

To find out the yield, you don’t necessarily have to go digging up this acre of land.

A glimpse is all they need to know, and they still know it.

Soon the whole field was busy.

The field had been loosened so that it was easy to follow the seedling vines and dig out the potatoes by hand.

Zhao Lang looked at the oval-shaped, varying-sized lumps of soil and could not help but reveal a smile.

This potato was much smaller than the ones in his previous life.

This was normal, those were cultivated and selected, so naturally they were no match.

It didn’t take long before Zhao Lang heard a shout of

“There’s really eight hundred pounds! There’s really eight hundred pounds!”

Turning his head, he saw that his Uncle Zhao was sitting on the ground lost in thought.

Uncle Li was holding two potatoes in his hand and seemed to be trying to stuff them into his mouth.

And his old man was standing straight in his place, looking at the dug up potatoes.

Zhao Lang walked over, looked at those potatoes and frowned.

He reached out and dug deeper into the land, and at once, another small bunch was dug out.

Only then did Zhao Lang laugh and say.

“I told you it shouldn’t be this small.”

Bang.

There was a muffled thud and Zhao Lang found his Uncle Li sitting on the floor as well, unable to speak long ago.

His old man, in turn, muttered to

“A thousand pounds.”