In the end, the two siblings agreed to Yang Xin's request due to helplessness.

Yang Xin quickly followed them to Zhao Yun's house with his basket of potatoes on his back.

Yang Xin was very excited about this. He didn't know what the family of such a peerless general was like, and whether there would be thousands of servants.

When she arrived at her destination, Yang Xin was completely stunned. Is this a place where people live?

I saw four thatched huts in front of me. Although they looked pretty neat, they were too bad.

"Brother Yang, this is Zhao's home. There are only two brothers and sisters in the family. When Zhao goes to the mountain to practice martial arts, his younger sister lives here alone."

No, it would be too dangerous for Zhao Yu to live here alone.

Zhao Yun looked at him with a worried look, but he felt a little more favorable to him and said, "Often, my younger sister is taken care of by some of the neighbors of the same race next to her, so there is no big safety problem."

After hearing this, Yang Xin breathed a sigh of relief and looked clear.

Then he put down the basket on his back and said, "Brother Zhao, the things in my basket are good things. You must be careful, and it will depend on him in the future."

Seeing how he spoke so seriously, Zhao Yun was really curious. He went up and picked up one and looked up and said, "What's this? Why hasn't Zhao seen it before?"

Yang Xin also picked up a piece of cake and said, "This thing is called potato, or potato, and there is also a name called potato, which is a kind of food."

After hearing this, Zhao Yun said skeptically: "Food, can this thing be eaten?"

"Of course, and it's delicious."

Zhao Yun still didn't believe it very much. After all, this thing looks like a edible thing.

Seeing that he was not very convinced, Yang Xin took out a few potatoes and said, "Brother Zhao, where is your kitchen?"

"Ah, Brother Yang, do you want to?"

"Since Brother Zhao doesn't believe it, I'll ask Brother Zhao to compensate for the smell of this at night."

After hearing this, Zhao Yun was a little excited and took him to the very simple kitchen, but saw Zhao Yu preparing supper.

Yang Xin said: "Sister Zhao, don't do it anymore. We will eat this tonight."

After saying that, he threw a few potatoes in his hand into the fire. He was afraid that there would be no food, so he took a few back and buried them in the fire.

"This thing is eaten for grilling, roasting, or stir-frying, no matter what you eat, it tastes good?"

Zhao Yu was really looking forward to what he said so magically, but she asked in confusion about what he said about stir-frying, "Brother Yang, what is stir-frying?"

Yang Xin looked at the kitchen and had no cooking pot except a round pot that looked like a bucket. So he said helplessly: "Well, just stir-fry, how to say it, your equipment here is too simple. When there is a cooking pot one day, I will make you compensate. That is really the best in the world."

Looking at Yang Xin’s statement, the Zhao brothers and sisters swallowed unconsciously.

Not long after, Yang Xin felt that the heat was almost done, so he used a stick to dig the fire and took out the potatoes.

Yang Xin picked up one first. Yang Xin had never eaten at noon and was very hungry now, but unfortunately it was too hot.

The potato rolled back and forth in his hands, and his mouth kept blowing, which made it easier to cool.

The two brothers and sisters of the Zhao family also learned his method, and kept rolling potatoes in their hands.

Seeing Yang Xin stopping, the two of them also stopped. Following Yang Xin's rhythm, peeling off the black potato skin, revealing the golden potato meat inside. A fragrant smell came into the feeling of the three of them.

Zhao Yun could not wait any longer, so he took a hard bite and murmured: "Ah... so delicious. This is the best thing I have ever eaten in my life, ah..."

As he said that, he ate the potatoes in his hand in just a few bites, and quickly picked up the second one and ate them in the same way.

Yang Xin looked at Zhao Yun's slightly indecent eating style, but thought in his heart that such a peerless general would look no different from his own. Zhao Yun's tall image in his heart instantly decreased a lot.

Not long after, nearly twelve potatoes were burned in total and they were all dried up by three people, but Yang Xin and Zhao Yun were only half full.

Yang Xin was going to get a few more to cook, but Zhao Yun refused and said, "Brother Yang, I should save on eating such good things. I am satisfied after eating this kind of delicacy today.

Oh, by the way, Brother Yang, how much can this item be produced per acre?"

Yang Xin said lightly: "It's about two or three thousand kilograms."

"What, how is this possible? This thing can produce two thousand kilograms per acre. Brother Yang takes it seriously?"

Yang Xin still said calmly: "Brother Zhao thinks it is necessary for Yang to say panic?"

But I said in my heart: If you knew that there was a myth of yielding over 10,000 acres in that era, wouldn’t you go to heaven?

"Ah, if it is true as Brother Yang said, this thing really deserves a magical thing, but how should it be planted?"

After hearing this, Yang Xin asked with a smile: "How many months are now?"

Although Zhao Yun didn't know what he meant, it was definitely related to growing potatoes, so he replied: "Today is the fifth day of the eighth month."

"Oh, so you can plant the seeds tomorrow. I wonder if Brother Zhao's family has fertile land?"

"Although there is no fertile land, there are still some thin fields. Do you need anything else?"

Yang Xin thought for a while and said, "Well, cow manure or horse manure, of course human manure is also possible. Brother Zhao knows where it is?"

After hearing this, Zhao Yun asked with some difficulty, "What is the use of Yang Xin asking for these dirty things?"

Seeing that he didn't even know the use of these things, Yang Xin was surprised and said, "These things can be fertilized. Don't Brother Zhao know?"

After hearing this, Zhao Yun shook his head and said, "I don't know, I only know that the ash of plants and trees can be used for fertilization. I have never heard of these dirty things that can be fertilized. Can these things be eaten?"

"Of course, the things between the world are a cycle. The things we eat are pulled out and they are given good fertilizer, which can make the grain grow better."

After hearing this, Zhao Yun felt that this truth was as profound as the martial arts his master gave him, and he couldn't help but respect Yang Xin.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yun asked, "Brother Yang is a scholar?"

"Well, why did Brother Zhao ask this?"

"Then Brother Yang's master must be a master."

After hearing this, Yang Xin couldn't help but smile, and the voices, appearances and appearances of his teachers appeared in front of him.

"Well, it's okay, by the way, I heard that Brother Zhao is a martial artist, I don't know where Brother Zhao is. Can you recommend me? I'm very interested in martial arts."

Zhao Yun said: "My master is Penglai Gun Prodigy Yuan, but my master is already old and I don't know if he still accepts disciples."

"Oh, so please Brother Zhao."

After saying that, Yang Xin stood up and bowed deeply to Zhao Yun.

As the two said, it was already dark and Zhao Yu went to bed early.

Since Zhao Yun's family had no extra beds, the two had to spend one night on the same bed.
Chapter completed!