Da Qin: Don’T Pretend, Your Father, I’M Qin Shihuang

After leaving Fubo, Zhao Lang went all the way to Tian Lao's courtyard.

Old Tian's bones are still very strong, and there are a few more inconspicuous peasants in the yard.

These were all recruited by Mr. Tian to help him.

Although Zhao Lang is the head of the farm, he still has great respect for his old man who is devoted to researching food technology.

Daqin wants to develop, relying on these people who do not ask for their own rewards, but are dedicated to the sake of the world.

Of course, Zhao Lang would never treat them wrongly.

"Chief, the potatoes of that acre of land are another bumper harvest!"

Old Tian said cheerfully, he was very happy when he saw the food, but he quickly said with some doubts and worries,

"It's just that some potatoes are still found, but they are smaller than before, and I don't know why."

Zhao Lang actually didn’t understand much, he guessed it was a normal phenomenon, but this was a reminder for him.

"Elder Tian doesn't have to worry about it. There is a lot of production, and it's common for them to be big or small."

"But if these big ones are taken out and planted separately, and then the best ones are selected, there may be surprises."

Hearing this, Tian Lao's eyes suddenly lit up.

"If this happens, the potatoes can be doubled!"

Thinking of that scene, Old Tian couldn't help but get slightly excited.

But he didn't dare to think too much. His tone of voice was a little trembling, and he said,

"No! As long as it can be half bigger, wouldn't the yield per mu reach 1,500 catties! Even..."

"Two thousand catties!"

When Zhao Lang heard this number, he didn't take it seriously.

In the last life, if you were to grow potatoes by yourself, you would be laughed at if you had a yield of two thousand catties per mu.

Of course, considering the selection, transformation, fertilizer and other factors, the yield of two thousand catties per mu is indeed an extremely remarkable figure.

Zhao Lang smiled at this time,

"Tian Lao, I believe you can do it, so take care of yourself. I can wait for your two thousand catties of potatoes."

Hearing this, Mr. Tian nodded and said with a complex expression.

"The chief rest assured, the old man must live a few more years to see the good conditions of our farm."

Zhao Lang nodded his head again and again and said with a smile,

"Tian is right to think so, he must be healthy!"

"Well, I will go to Xianyang this afternoon. I will be back soon, and I will bring a doctor back to show you your body."

His peasant family still cannot do without Tian Lao. With him in charge, he doesn't have to run to subdue these peasants one by one.

Although Xiao Bailian performed very well, now the entire farmers in Liaodong have been subdued by her.

But it will take time to grow.

Time, he lacks time most!

He Tian told him for a while before Zhao Lang left, ready to visit Xinzhuangzi.

Looking at the back of Zhao Lang leaving, Tian Lao said to the honest farmer beside him,

"Tianyi, you will guard the leader from now on."

The honest farmer Tianyi said dryly,

"Then Mr. Tian, ​​what do you do?"

Old Tian smiled,

"What does it matter to me? The new leader is the most important thing. It's up to him whether the farmers in the world can live a good life."

Tianyi glanced at the direction Zhao Lang had left, and mumbled.

"Old Tian, ​​I don't like him, I can feel that he is not a good person."

He was born with a keen intuition, and relying on this intuition, he was able to become an excellent guard.

But when he heard this, Old Tian laughed, and finally tears came out.

"Oh God, it's not a good talent!"

"Go, protect him with your life!"

Tianyi immediately followed Zhao Lang unhappily.

Soon, Zhao Lang discovered that he had an extra tail.

"You are?"

Zhao Lang watched as an honest farmer who followed him silently.

"I'm Tianyi, Mr. Tian asked me to protect you, lest you die too early."

Tianyi told the truth.

Zhao Lang was stunned, are you here to protect me, or to curse me?Just looking at the other side's silly face, Zhao Lang didn't even have the desire to complain.

And your name doesn’t match your looks at all!

"Well, that day, you go to Old Hetian and say, I don't need it, you just protect it."

Zhao Lang barely smiled and said.

Tian Yi nodded with approval, and then said,

"I think so too, but Elder Tian said, you are not a good person, and there must be many people who want to kill you in the future."

"So I want to protect you,"

"..."

Zhao Lang was silent, and after a while he was relieved, suppressed his own impulse, and said,

"Oh God, do you usually talk like this? You're not beaten less, right."

Zhao Lang felt that this kind of people could grow up to such a big age without being killed, which shows the simplicity and kindness of the people of Daqin.

"They can't beat me,"

Tianyi came back in a muffled voice,

"I know that I can't speak, and I won't speak much in the future, but I have to say something clearly first."

"If you encounter any bad luck in the future, it's not my business."

After speaking, he said nothing.

Zhao Lang closed his eyes silently, and then slowly exhaled.

Then they came to Dagou and Su. When they saw Zhao Lang, they both showed a smile on their faces.

But when they saw Tianyi, their smiles instantly solidified.

At first glance, I also suffered a loss.

"Go, go to Xinzhuangzi."

Zhao Lang ordered.

A few people walked out of Zhuangzi in silence.

At the door, Xi also brought people to follow.

His identity is Zhao Lang's personal soldier, so he naturally wants to follow.

Soon a few people walked all the way in the direction of Xin Zhuangzi,

Tianyi kept his promise and never spoke.

The atmosphere gradually became more relaxed.

Just when crossing the main road, a group of people was almost hit by a galloping carriage.

"What kind of person! The horse is galloping, and you are not afraid of hurting people!"

Zhao Lang frowned, looked at the carriage going away and said.

There are quite a lot of people on the road now, but this carriage doesn't seem to care.

The big dog on the side came back,

"Patriarch, this is not the first time, there have been a lot more people going to Xianyang recently."

"I heard that people from several families gather together to do something."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang knew that it was probably the Mohist and Confucian affair.

The gathering of these two great schools in Xianyang will definitely attract many people.

Zhao Lang shook his head slightly,

"These people don't put ordinary people. To put in one’s eyes, big dog, you can't learn from this kind of person in the future."

The big dog nodded and went back,

"Patriarch, don't worry, all the people on our Zhuangzi are good people."

Hearing this, Tianyi on the side snorted involuntarily.

Zhao Lang looked over, and Tianyi looked like I had an opinion, but I didn't say anything.

"Say what you have."

Zhao Lang said angrily.

Only then did Tianyi talk boredly,

"Others drive so fast, naturally there is an urgent matter, maybe they are dead."

Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment. For a while, he could not tell who Tian Yi was talking about.

At this moment, two young men were sitting in the carriage away, one of whom was looking out the window in a daze.

The other said,

"Zhang Liang, what are you looking at?"

Zhang Liang turned around and said with a smile,

"Back to King Han, it's nothing, I thought I met an acquaintance."

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