Daqin: I was overheard by Zulong

Chapter 22
Hearing this, Zhang Cang's lungs were about to explode!
What is this called?he likes?Can you do whatever you like?
It's not that Zhang Cang has never seen a mediocre and incompetent prince, but this is the first time he has seen someone like Zhao Yi.

Zhang Cang suddenly felt that he was about to explode, and even felt that he had been cheated by Ying Zheng, and even wanted to leave.

Because just looking at Zhao Yi's virtue, he couldn't believe that a person like this could produce three thousand catties of crops per mu!

Zhao Yi turned a blind eye to Zhang Cang's angry face, put on airs, and asked slowly, "Are you sent by my father?"

"Yes!" Zhang Cang gritted his teeth, "Your Majesty asked the officials to come to assist His Highness the Ninth Prince, and plant potatoes with a yield of [-] catties per mu!"

"But I don't think it's necessary to bother Your Highness. I will resign from Your Majesty tomorrow and ask Your Majesty to hire someone else!"

Zhao Yi frowned, looking at Zhang Cang's serious expression, the corners of his mouth slightly twitched.

After all, he is a famous mathematician in history, and he is serious enough to do things. Entrusting him to plant potatoes should save him a lot of trouble.

"Then let's look at the potatoes first, butler, take Mr. Zhang to the backyard to have a look." Zhao Yi didn't bother to talk to Zhang Cang, and gave instructions to the butler directly.

"No!" The butler agreed, and then greeted Zhang Cang: "Master Zhang, this way please!"

Zhang Cang originally wanted to leave, but when he heard Tudou, he suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

Then, under the leadership of the housekeeper, Zhang Cang came to Zhao Yi's backyard, watched the housekeeper swiftly pull out a potato seedling, and looked straight at him for a moment.

"Master Zhang, I am not boasting. The potatoes grown by our young master are probably the only ones in the entire Xianyang City, no, in the entire Daqin. They can be burned, roasted, and even used as dry food!"

The butler only wanted to eat. After all, these days, he did not eat less delicious food made by Zhao Yi.

But Zhang Cang turned a deaf ear to the housekeeper's words, and his eyes were fixed on the potato seedlings in the housekeeper's hand, carefully calculating the yield of the potatoes, and he was extremely shocked.

Oh my god, is this a potato?There are six or seven potatoes hanging on a seedling, although the size is different, but if you weigh it casually, it is estimated that at least one plant can weigh about three catties.

Right now, only one portion of the backyard is planted with potatoes. According to the planting density, Zhang Cang can easily calculate that one acre of land can be planted with about [-] to [-] potatoes.

In other words, the potatoes in an acre of land should be like the one in the housekeeper's hand, and it would be easy to produce three thousand catties per mu!

My God, with such a large yield, once the practice is successful, quantitative planting can be carried out...

Zhang Cang thought of the possible scenarios, and the anger that was originally filling his chest disappeared in an instant.

Your Majesty does not deceive me, I, Zhang Cang, must be famous in history, hahaha...

Regardless of soiling his neat official robe, Zhang Cang jumped directly into the field, and carefully took the potato seedling from the housekeeper, as if he was hugging his own son.

"Is this a potato?" Zhang Cang was carefully weighing the weight of each potato, his eyes sparkling.

"That's right, it's potatoes. His Majesty has eaten them today and they all said they are delicious!" the butler said cheerfully.

Zhang Cang tore off a potato casually, wiped it on his official robe a few times, opened his mouth to bite off the skin, took a bite, and started chewing, which shocked the housekeeper.

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, the young master said that this thing can't be eaten raw, it is poisonous if eaten raw, it must be cooked!"

"It doesn't matter!" Zhang Cang laughed indifferently, "Sure enough, God blesses me, Daqin, who produces [-] catties of grain per mu, but I, Zhang Cang, came across it, hahaha..."

Zhang Cang was ecstatic, so he took the potato seedlings in his hand and went straight to the hall in the front yard.

Seeing Zhao Yi again, and seeing Zhao Yi who was still yawning and didn't even bother to look at him, Zhang Cang went straight up and respectfully saluted Zhao Yi.

A person who can produce three thousand kilograms of potatoes per acre is definitely worthy of Zhang Cang's gift!
Only then did Zhao Yi raise his eyebrows and look at Zhang Cang, and asked casually, "Master Zhang, what do you think after watching it?"

"Okay, very good, very good, Your Highness Ninth Prince is really a god!" Zhang Cang cast his eyes down, his tone full of reverence, "His Highness can grow such high-yield potatoes, Zhang Cang is willing to encourage His Highness to do like dogs and horses! "

Waiting for your words!Zhao Yi finally opened his eyes, "Father means that you want to ride on the general's mansion, try to grow potatoes, and see if it can be promoted nationwide. I will leave this matter to you, no problem?"

"No problem, I will live up to His Highness's trust!" Zhang Cang was overjoyed and immediately expressed his loyalty.

People like Zhang Cang don't have real talents, and he is absolutely unwilling to be driven by the other party.

Now in his eyes, Zhao Yi not only has real talent and hard work, but also the existence of great wisdom, even better than his teacher Xunzi.

"Then it's settled." Zhao Yi rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "You can serve snacks for the potatoes, and I don't have so much free time to go to the general's mansion by car. Master Zhang will also take care of the boss there. .”

"It's easy for Mr. Zhang to do things like this. If there is a shortage of people and things, just tell the palace directly that you will keep the seal of the general's mansion. Anyway, you will use it a lot in the future."

Ying Zheng has already spoken for the responsibility in the matter, and Zhao Yi is not required to be by his side all the time.

But Zhao Yi can't let anyone talk about him in the Cavalry General's Mansion. Zhang Cang is now the only person working here, so just give him the maximum authority, and Zhao Yi can be quiet.

"I will live up to your Highness's trust!" Zhang Cang was almost overwhelmed with gratitude for Zhao Yi's trust, and paid homage again.

So far, Zhang Cang has completely returned to his heart, but he never thought that Zhao Yi did this because he was afraid of trouble.

"Well, my housekeeper here knows how to grow potatoes, and I will also write you a note on how to grow potatoes."

"The seeds of potatoes are also simple. Just put the potatoes in your hand in a warm place and let them germinate. They are seeds..."

For the sake of his leisure life in the future, Zhao Yi said so many words to others for the first time after traveling through time.

Zhang Cang also listened carefully to Zhao Yi's teachings, and kept nodding at the same time.

As for Zhang Cang's move to Zhaozhuang, Zhao Gao was naturally informed of it very quickly.

Ying Zheng didn't let Zhao Gao monitor Zhao Yi, but he didn't let him monitor Zhang Cang, but Zhao Gao didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and those who monitored Zhang Cang only dared to monitor from a distance outside Zhao Zhuang.

As for what happened in Zhuangzi, Zhao Gao knew nothing about it.

Before Zhang Cang went in, he was still angry, but when he came out, his face was full of joy. What happened in Zhuangzi?
Zhao Gao couldn't figure it out. After all, whether it was Zhao Yi or Zhang Cang, the information Zhao Gao now knew was very limited.

It seems that we can only wait until tomorrow morning to see with our own eyes what makes this legendary Ninth Prince so special!

Zhao Gao made up his mind...

(End of this chapter)