In the second year of Zhenguan, Chang'an Xinghuafang.

The street drums of Chang'an City have been beaten.

The doors of the various markets were closed, and as the lights of thousands of homes were extinguished one after another, Chang'an City, which had been noisy for a day, finally fell silent.

Chen Chu slumped on his homemade recliner, anxiety written all over his face.

Since the drunk driving accident, he has spent three nights in Datang.

Others crossed over to either dress as a prince or as a prince of the country, but Chen Chu crossed over to a waste.

The original owner of the body owes people a hundred yuan for drinking flower wine.

The old bustard brought someone to the door to ask for it, and when Chen Chu's father found out, he was so angry that he vomited blood.

To put it mildly, the old bustard promised a grace period of seven days, otherwise he would use his tavern to pay off the debt, and he would send Chen Chu to the official mansion.

Unexpectedly, the next day, Daddy Chen kicked his legs and whined.

That bastard boy also has a big heart, and he doesn't do anything and keeps pouring himself to death with wine.

After Chen Chu, who had harmed future generations, wore it, he slept in a daze for two days before he recovered.

After sobering up, the first thing Chen Chu did was to find a way to make money, otherwise he would probably confess his life in prison if he entered the prison.

But he is a poor man, and he is just a half-baked driver in the next generation, and it is still unknown whether he can survive in this strange era.

"Fuck, thief, can't you do something? Why are you throwing me into the Tang Dynasty, there is a kind of throwing me back! ”

The more Chen Chu thought about it, the more angry he became, and he pointed to the roof and scolded.

Before the anger subsided, I heard a voice suddenly appear in my head.

"Hello host, the artificial intelligence spit system is happy to serve you!"

System?

There is still a system?

It seems that the thief is not indifferent!

Chen Chu jumped up from the chair in a moment, and happily turned in circles and asked, "System, are you going to issue rewards?" ”

Unexpectedly, this artificial intelligence system really replied.

"Yes, master, the system detected that you had a complaining behavior just now, get a spit value of 100, and reward a bag of potatoes, reward location: kitchen!"

Chen Chu's eyes lit up, and he rushed into the kitchen that he hadn't opened for a long time, and sure enough, he found a fist-sized bag of potatoes on the ground.

Looking at the potatoes in front of him, about fifty catties, his saliva immediately flowed.

He has been here for three days, what he eats and vomits in three days, this Datang meal is not eaten by people, and the bird has long faded out of his mouth.

At this time, when I saw a sack of potatoes, I couldn't bear it, so I immediately lit the fire, and five or six potatoes went into the pot with soil.

Chen Chuzheng stared at the potatoes in the pot with burning eyes, but a pair of middle-aged people entered the market.

"Wei Zheng, that old horseman, is really angry with me! I just inspected Pingkangfang in a white dragon fish suit, so he went to the queen to chew the root of his tongue, did I really dare to cut off his head? ”

Li Er scolded and walked around the wall of the workshop, and walked into the Xinghua Workshop.

The eldest grandson Wuji, who was following him, saw that the tavern not far away was still lit, and hurriedly motioned him to be quieter.

"Erlang, don't be angry, this is a market. You've been out of the palace for so long, Niangniang should be worried, let's go back early! ”

Li Er glared at the eldest grandson Wuji, and his voice remained unabated.

"What are you going to do when you go back, your sister has kicked me out of the palace, what are you going to do when you go back? I can't get rid of the anger in my heart today, and let's go again! ”

Li Er made up his mind not to go back tonight, since the queen made him unhappy, then he passed on this unhappiness to the eldest grandson Wuji.

Seeing that the emperor had made up his mind, the eldest grandson Wuji sighed secretly, and it was not easy to persuade him again, so he accompanied him to wander around the market one after the other.

After a few steps, I arrived in front of the lighted tavern.

The eldest grandson Wuji's mind moved, and he asked Li Er, who was walking in front, "Erlang, can you go in and have a drink?" ”

Li Er looked at the tavern, then at the black-lit street, frowned and said, "It's all curfew, why are there still restaurants open?" ”

The eldest grandson Wuji is already a fat man, and he is a few years older than Li Er, and he has accompanied him to several markets, and he has long been tired and out of breath.

In order to find a place to rest, the eldest grandson Wuji had to relieve the siege of this small shop.

"Maybe this shop is doing well, and the store is busy from morning to night. This just shows that Datang is prospering under your governance. Congratulations to Your Majesty! ”

This sycophant made Li Er extremely comfortable, and immediately swept away the haze in his heart, hehe said twice, and added: "Congratulations for the Tang Dynasty!" ”

With that, Li Er pushed open the door and walked into the tavern.

But when I entered the house, there were several tables and a very strange-looking chair, but there was no store in sight.

"Shopkeeper? Serve! Two more roast leg of lamb! ”

The eldest grandson Wuji shouted and ordered, but Li Er walked to the recliner curiously, thought about it and sat down.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he slapped the armrest of the chaise longue and was amazed: "This thing is extraordinary, it is extremely comfortable to lie in, and I don't know who made it!" Mowgli, write it down, find the craftsman who made it, and bring it back to the palace! ”

The eldest grandson Wuji on the side gave up his hand, and then shouted at the store to come out to welcome customers.

Chen Chu in the kitchen was holding potatoes and gobbling them up, and when he heard someone shouting outside, he walked out unhappy.

Seeing that there were two middle-aged men with long beards, they waved their hands and said, "It's closed, there's nothing to eat!" ”

The eldest grandson Wuji just wanted to talk to Li Er, but when he turned his head, he saw Chen Chu holding something gnawing, and he still wanted to eat it when he looked at him.

Immediately became angry, pointed at Chen Chu and said, "Don't frame a certain family, isn't what you are holding in your hand eating?" ”

Chen Chu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he came out with a few potatoes in his arms.

He said, "This thing isn't particularly delicious, and if I'm not hungry, I won't eat it." Are you sure you want to eat it? ”

The eldest grandson Wuji waved at him, and when Chen Chu walked in, he took out a cleanly boiled potato from his arms, looked at it a few times and found that he didn't know this food, so he asked, "What is this, how should I eat it?" ”

Chen Chu scolded the old hat, then snatched the potatoes in the hands of the eldest grandson Wuji, peeled them in three or two clicks, and stuffed them back into the hands of the eldest grandson Wuji.

Just as he was about to speak, the voice of the system in his head sounded again.

"Congratulations to the master for completing the spit, get the spit value of 50, reward a bag of dried chili peppers, get the location, kitchen!"

Chen Chu was stunned for a moment, then threw the two people in the room back to the kitchen.

When he came back again, he had already planned to eat sour and hot shredded potatoes tomorrow.

At this time, the eldest grandson Wuji and Li Er were holding half of the potatoes and savoring them carefully, and the enjoyment on their faces made Chen Chu goosebumps fall to the ground.

Seeing Chen Chu coming back, the eldest grandson Wuji grabbed him and asked with a surprised face: "Shopkeeper, what is the name of this food?" The old man is also half a life of wind and rain, why has he never seen this thing! ”

Chen Chu rolled his eyes and said to him: "Potatoes, you haven't eaten this, you are from ......"

Halfway through the words, Chen Chu was full of excitement, realizing that he was now in the Tang Dynasty and not in the afterlife.

Where were there any potatoes in the Tang Dynasty?

Sure enough, the eldest grandson Wuji's face was full of confusion, and his mouth was full of surprise: "This thing is very magical, the taste is fragrant and glutinous, only half of the stomach is already three points full, if you eat three or five, wouldn't you have a meal!" ”

After speaking, a light appeared in his eyes, and at the same time, Li Er, who had been enjoying the food with his eyes closed, also opened his eyes.

The two glanced at each other, and their hearts were connected.

As soon as Li Er wanted to open his mouth, he heard Chen Chule say: "This potato has no other characteristics, the first can be used as food to satisfy hunger, and the other is high yield, no matter how one mu is, there must be a ......."

Speaking of this, Chen Chu suddenly stopped, not that he was afraid of anything, but that he knew that the units of measurement in the later generations were different from those of Datang, and he had to convert them well.

When he heard the word "high yield", Li Er couldn't sit still, and stood up from the recliner with a rub, and looked at Chen Chu with wide eyes.

But seeing that he wanted to speak and stopped, he was inevitably a little anxious, so he opened his mouth to urge, "Tell me clearly, how much is the production capacity per mu?" ”

Chen Chu scratched his head and said an approximate number, "Probably, as little as thirty stones, as much as fifty stones, but it depends on whether the seed is good or not!" ”

Hiss......

"Heaven ......"

Hearing Chen Chu's words, the eldest grandson Wuji held the leftover potato skins in his hand, and fell to his knees with a pop, trembling like a swing.

Li Er also propped up the table, barely making himself not as embarrassed as the eldest grandson Wuji.

He thought that it would be great if this potato could yield two or three stones per mu like wheat.

Who would have thought that it would be able to produce 30 stones per mu.

"Shopkeeper, don't frame me!"

Li Er gasped, his eyes a little red with excitement.

Chen Chu knew that they would react after hearing about the yield of potatoes, as far as he knew, few families in Datang could eat enough, and people starved to death almost every day.

It was for this reason that he was ready to tell the story about the potatoes.

Although he was a poor man, he could not see anyone poorer than himself.

"What are you lying to, lying to your whole family!"

Li Eryi heard Chen Chu's curse, this matter must be true, resisted the urge to snatch the potatoes from Chen Chu's arms, and shouted to him: "How many things do you have, bring them all, I will protect your prince Wandai!" ”