"Also...you candied haws."

Three streets away, the little fat man handed the last candied haws back to Qin He with a look of disbelief on his face.

The man just gave him a bunch of candied haws, and left carrying the beaten Feiyu guard officer.

I thought he didn't want the candied haws, but I never expected that the other party would come looking for me three streets away.

What the hell~

"You just left one for me? Where's the sugar on top?" Qin He took the candied haws with a twitch on his face. At this moment, the candied haws handed to him only had the last one left, and the sugar wrapped on it was licked clean.

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"I didn't know you would come back and ask for it." The fat man looked Qin He up and down with a look of disdain, but what he said was the truth.

And what he didn't know was that the reason why Qin He was able to find him three blocks away was because he had cast a calibration spell on him.

If he had known, he would not have looked at him with contempt at this moment, but pointed at him and ridiculed him.

The majestic Qingniu Immortal, the calibration technique is used to find candied haws.

How petty is this!

If I had known I would have finished eating it quickly, why did I have to lick the candy for a long time?

"At least you can keep half of it." Qin He looked disgusted. The fruit on the unknown fruit was slippery and covered with saliva.

"Tch, I don't care about your sweet potato and candied haws. I don't care about you." The fat man rolled his eyes with disdain and walked away with an arrogant look on his face.

In troubled times, skinny people are everywhere, but there are only a few fat people. He can put on a lot of fat, so he is certainly not an ordinary child. A bunch of candied haws on a stick is really not that rare.

However, Qin He did not get angry at this moment, but was stunned.

Because the fat man said this candied haws is a "sweet potato" candied haws.

This made Qin He's mind flash with lightning.

Sweet potatoes are also called sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes.

This is a high-yielding cereal that can be grown on any piece of land in the wilderness without picking a piece of land.

With this thing, wherever there is land, there will be fertile farmland.

In addition to sweet potatoes, there are also corn and potatoes, which are known as the three treasures of high yield.

Before Dali, the vast eastern land could support a maximum population of 80 million. Any more would inevitably lead to chaos.

Only after a riot kills seven, seven or eighty-eight people, and the contradiction between man and land is alleviated, can we start over.

This is the secret to combating reincarnation.

But in that time and space of later generations, in the last years of the Di Dynasty, even though there were continuous wars and the people were in dire straits, they still maintained a population of 40 million.

Five times the difference!

This is the contribution of high-yield cereals.

There is no need for any advancement in farming technology, it is just a difference in farming species.

Wheat and rice in this time and space are not only low-yielding, but also fragile. A slight drought or flood will result in no harvest.

"Is this really a sweet potato?" Qin He looked at the last candied haws in his hand.

How can I describe the taste? After chewing the thin layer of sugar coating on the outside, it tastes like chewing wax. It is not bitter, sweet or astringent, and has no taste. It is also very fibrous, not like the sweet potatoes of later generations.

"Is it because the variety has not been improved?" Qin He was confused and didn't know if these were sweet potatoes.

After thinking about it, Qin He went to the vegetable market.

If you want to say where to buy this thing, the most likely place is the vegetable market.

After a while, the vegetable market arrived.

Grandma Huang was still carefully choosing vegetables in the corner of the vegetable market. She moved very slowly, and her wrinkled face showed the kindness and tranquility of the years.

On the grass in front of me, bean sprouts, cabbage, and leeks were arranged neatly and brightly.

When Grandma Huang saw Qin He, she smiled kindly on her face and said, "It's been a long time since I saw a junior official come to the vegetable market."

"I just came back from a long trip." Qin He squatted down with a smile and said, "I heard that your son was ill some time ago. I wonder if he is feeling better now."

"Okay, okay." Grandma Huang's face became brighter and she said, "It's all because of the appearance of the Great Immortal Qingniu. Not only is my health better, but I also passed the provincial examination last autumn."

When talking about her son, Grandma Huang couldn't help but say a few more words.

"Hey, this is a great success, I'm very happy and congratulated."

Qin He smiled and cupped his hands, and then said: "It won't be long before the Spring Festival. If your son takes a step forward, he will be ranked third in the imperial examination, and he may not be the number one scholar."

"Thank you for your kind words." Grandma Huang's eyes narrowed as she smiled.

After that, Qin He chatted with Grandma Huang for a few words, then took out a sweet potato and asked, "Grandma Huang, where do you think I can buy this?"

"Is this a sweet potato?" Grandma Huang looked at it with cloudy eyes and said, "There is a seed over there in the pig farm. It seems to be used to feed the pigs. I have never seen such a thing before."

"Pig farm?" Qin He's eyes lit up slightly.

What the hell, it turns out that this thing was really used to feed pigs in the first place.

The candied haws seller actually used pig food to make candied haws, which made his conscience very bad.

Bah, profiteer!

After getting the news, Qin He went to the pig farm again.

Qin He had heard of the pig farm outside the city before, and it happened to be the property of the Zhongshan Prince's Palace.

In troubled times, food prices have skyrocketed, and eating is already a problem, and meat consumption is even more problematic. It would be good if ordinary people could raise a few chickens at home, but they would never dare to raise pigs.

Only the rich and powerful would open livestock farms in order to obtain stable meat, and they would also consume some moldy and damp food, basically producing and selling it themselves.

Not long after, Qin He left the city and came to the pig farm. Sure enough, he found mountains of sweet potatoes in a hidden shack behind the pig farm.

They were all collected from the fields. Sweet potatoes the size of a child's fist were wrapped in mud with dead seedlings attached.

A steward was lying on a rocking chair, while three or five servants were busy chopping and filling buckets to make pig food.

Upon seeing this, Qin He changed his ever-changing divine clothes into red robes and flying fish clothes, put his embroidered spring knife on his shoulder, and climbed over the wall directly.

The person in charge is named Qiu Sanhai, a D-level steward of the Zhongshan Prince's Palace, and the most unpopular type of D-level. He was thrown into this pig farm and lived with animals and pig manure all day long.

Qiu Sanhai trembled when he saw Qin He.

The red-robed flying fish suit is the color of the flying fish guard Qianhu's robe. Worst of all, he must be a divine catcher.

These people are all ruthless characters who will destroy their families if they disagree with each other.

Qiu Sanhai and several servants did not dare to neglect, and quickly ran forward and knelt down to greet him: "Young Qiu Sanhai... I have seen Feiyu Shangchong."

Although this place is the property of the Prince of Zhongshan, he, Qiu Sanhai, is just a marginal steward of the Prince's Palace. He has neither the confidence nor the courage to neglect a Feiyu guard Qianhu.

What surprised him was that this Qianhu actually appeared alone.

"Did you grow these sweet potatoes?" Qin He asked straight to the point.

"Yes... the little one led them to plant it." Qiu Sanhai trembled all over, and cautiously asked: "I don't know what the difference is, but what can I do for you?"

"Tell me honestly, when did you start planting sweet potatoes, what did you grow them for, and where did you get the seeds?" Qin He threw the question away.

Although sweet potatoes are highly productive, it took a long time for them to be slowly discovered and accepted.

I never expected that this place would actually reach such a scale, which is really surprising.

Qiu Sanhai was so frightened that he almost peed his pants when he heard Qin He's questioning. In panic, he explained everything he could and could not say.

It’s still the same word, profit.

The pig farm feeds pigs, and each pig is counted. The tide grain and mold grains sent are also counted. Although there are one hundred and eighty pigs raised, the pigs are precious animals after all. No matter whether they are big or small, they must be turned in.

Inspection of slaughter.

There is not much room for Qiu Sanhai to enrich his own pockets, at least not enough to satisfy his appetite. Otherwise, Qiu Sanhai would never be able to take charge of this pig farm.

Without any background or support, Qiu Sanhai couldn't be bold.

There is no way to make profits from pigs, so you can only make profits from pig food.

This sentence echoes the saying again, the bustle in the world is for benefit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is for benefit.

Qiu Sanhai inquired in many places and finally found a pig food that can replace moldy grains and wet grains, which is sweet potatoes.

He asked someone to get some seeds from the south, and began to test planting and feeding in a small area. After finding no problems, he became bolder and planted all the wasteland around the pig farm.

Sweet potatoes don't have to pick the ground, they don't require much care, and they don't need fertilizer. They will produce as soon as you plant them. It's just a matter of how much or how little.

When the pigs have new rations, the transferred moldy grains and damp grains can be freed up and sold.

By making money from this, Qiu Sanhai has finally lived a relatively comfortable life in recent years. He has a lot of money, he is raising pigs well, and his servants are getting good grades every year.

Qin He's sudden appearance made him instinctively think that his affairs were known to the Zhongshan Prince's Palace, and that they had taken advantage of the Feiyu Guards.

"Shangguan, please forgive me, Shangguan, please forgive me. I don't dare to do this anymore." After saying this, Qiu Sanhai kowtowed repeatedly, feeling frightened and uneasy.

"Spare your life, I'm just passing by to take a look. This stuff is pretty good, please have more varieties." Qin He said. After speaking, he patted Qiu Sanhai and others on the head one by one, turned around and left.

Everyone immediately looked at me and me, covering their heads in shock.

Because they all have a lot of strange knowledge in their minds, called "Sweet Potato Breeding and Planting Technology".
Chapter completed!