"Zi'an, how much can you yield per mu just now?"

Looking at this guy with a flattering face, with a somewhat cautious look, Liu Zi'an suddenly lost the urge to blame the other party, and repeated it seriously.

"If nothing else, the yield per mu should be between twelve and eighteen stones......"

Looking back at his own son who almost pushed his chest up to his head, Cheng Biting Jin, Li Ji and Qin Shubao couldn't help but gasp. No wonder these three bastards are like a different person, and they are obedient to this young man named Liu Zi'an, and their feelings are not because of other people's medical skills, but because there is a splashing credit here!

Fang Xuanling regretted the liver pain at this time, what kind of sin did he do last night, why did he give the eggplant and garlic sprouts to the horse to eat, if he gave his own bastard something that was not a weapon, he will also have a share of this credit today......

He had long forgotten that he was still glad that his son didn't mess around.

The true fragrance theorem is really everywhere.

Cheng Yanjin and the others glanced at each other, and they all saw the caution in each other's eyes.

"Xiaoyou, this matter is not a joke, even if this potato can yield two or three stones per mu, a few of you are a great achievement, there is no need to talk about it......"

Li Ji looked at Liu Zi'an and persuaded seriously, the grain in this world can yield four or five stones per mu, which is already a good good land, and he has never heard of a crop that produces fifteen or six stones per mu.

Who knows, before Liu Zi'an could speak, he heard Li Siwen, who had just gotten up from the ground, and the mud had not been slapped cleanly, and he threw it over with great vigour.

"Aya rest assured, Brother Zi'an said that facts speak louder than words, and we will naturally see when we plant them-"

"Facts speak louder than words – that's a good saying!"

Several bigwigs couldn't help but light up, looking at the young man in front of him who was still a little green between his eyebrows. Some people have lived a lifetime and have not been able to understand this truth.

"Not bad, not bad, good job!"

Cheng Yanjin couldn't help laughing, and reached out to pat Liu Zi'an's shoulder, but Liu Zi'an dodged as soon as he collapsed. He looked at Cheng Biting Jin, the old thing, he meowed, and if he shot people again, he would have to fall apart!

Cheng Yanjin didn't feel embarrassed, but laughed proudly.

"Then what are you doing in a daze, hurry back to Shuangzigou and take a look!"

As soon as he said go, several bigwigs shouted, asked the entourage around him to give a horse to Liu Zi'an, and went back to Shuangzigou in a smoke.

"I just bought some wine and food, and sent them to Shuangzigou in a while, and ate there at noon."

Cheng Yanjin sat on his horse, turned around and ordered the horse's retinue to be released, and then walked away......

For the time being, the matter is resolved satisfactorily.

Even if the background of the Gongsun Festival is all over the sky, and he has the ability to get out of the prison, and the four bigwigs in front of him support him, he can't help himself.

More than ten miles away, put on a fast horse, it's really not a problem.

Although Fang Xuanling and the others were anxious and busy going to see the potatoes, Liu Zi'an still went home first to report his safety. What made him more relieved was that his old father had been able to barely get out of bed. He carefully checked the side again, and found that there was indeed no hidden danger, so he completely relieved himself.

The son returned safely, and also brought a group of guests who looked like an extraordinary person, Liu Changqing and the old couple breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly wanted to greet the guests, but Fang Xuanling and others politely refused.

"It's important to get down to business, Zi'an, where are the potatoes you are talking about?"

Fang Xuanling couldn't wait to stand up, Cheng Yanjin and the others couldn't wait, at this time, not to mention a bowl of coarse tea from the farmer's house, even if it was a delicacies from the mountains and seas in front of him, he didn't have the heart to use it.

Liu Changqing and his wife are really a little confused this time.

What the hell are potatoes, why are these rich people following the fascination, pulling their sons to plant potatoes one by one......

"The potatoes are bad, forgotten in the ground!"

Before Liu Zi'an's words fell, he felt a little cold in his spine, and the eyes of Fang Xuanling and the others were extremely unfriendly. Seeing this, Cheng Chubi and the others smeared oil on the soles of their feet, turned around and were about to run out, but it was too late.

Duang，Duang，Duang——

Cheng Biting Jin, Qin Shubao, and Li Ji kicked their own sons out with one kick.

Liu Zi'an couldn't help but shrink his neck and said with a dry smile.

"Serious matters, serious matters, hurry back and find ......"

As he spoke, he ran to the ground in a puff of smoke.

He was actually a little nervous, half a bag of potatoes, a total of less than a third of the planting, the rest of it was all thrown on the ground, if someone stole it, then I really don't know where to cry.

Counting on the system, God knows when the potatoes will be rewarded again?

Before the people ran to the ground, the hearts of Liu Zi'an, Cheng Chubi and others were half cold.

The ground is there, and the potatoes are gone......

"Little bunny, it's a loser who doesn't have enough to do—"

Seeing that the potatoes were gone, Cheng Biting Jin, Qin Shubao and Li Ji's elder brother directly rolled up their sleeves and started to dry, beating Cheng Chubi and the three wolves, scurrying all over the ground.

Fang Xuanling blew his beard and stared at the fire.

"Punch hard, I think you just beat it lightly, these bastards-"

I have long said that I can't let my son play with them, this is a group of bastards who don't make a difference, something that yields more than ten stones per mu, and they just threw it on the ground and ignored it-

"No, pull it over and let me beat it twice—"

Fang Xuanling rolled up his sleeves and joined the battlefield.

Four to three, the key is that one of the three does not dare to fight back, and the battle situation is a bit tragic.

Liu Zi'an took a few steps back with some weakness, lest the four of them remember that this incident was caused by themselves. Just when he was hesitating whether to risk being beaten and persuade the four bigwigs, he heard a voice from behind him that surprised him.

"Zi'an, your potatoes—"

As soon as they heard the word potato, several people stopped in unison as if they had pressed the pause button, and looked back. I saw a good-looking young man, who was panting and rushing over, carrying a familiar woven bag in his hand, which was not the bag for his own potatoes.

"At that time, the situation was chaotic, and I was afraid that your things would be lost, so I came back to bring you home. I just heard the third uncle say that you took someone to look for potatoes, and I just remembered that I didn't delay you in using it......"

The pillar smiled apologetically at a few people as he spoke.

I didn't delay using it, but I didn't delay getting beaten either......

Cheng Chubi and the three of them wanted to cry aggrievedly.

But I was also glad in my heart, if it wasn't for this guy named Zhuzi to help put away the potatoes, it would be a loss if I didn't get it right. Thinking of the consequences of losing the potatoes, the three of them couldn't help but shudder in unison, and their eyes became much friendlier when they looked at the pillar.

"Come, come, come, let me see—"

Potatoes are lost.

The four bigwigs stopped beating people, threw down the three who were a little embarrassed, and surrounded the pillar at once.

That posture, one by one, the eyes glowed green, like a wolf that had been hungry for three days.