Zhao Yan had a wolf kiss, and there was a burst of heat from the delicate body in his arms, which made his lower abdomen ready to move, and there was a tendency to go off the rails.

Yuan'er's face was full of red tide, and she fell softly in Zhao Yan's arms, only then did she regain some strength, her weak slender hand pushed and refused in front of Zhao Yan's chest, and she said twice, her lips were separated from Zhao Yan, and she begged: "Son, I'm going to eat in a while, don't ...... it."

"Huh! Got it. Zhao Yan was not in a hurry to that point, patted Yuan'er's buttocks, and said, "Take a bath, take a bath." ”

"Hmm!" Yuan'er's pretty face flushed, and she took Zhao Yan to the bathroom.

After a while, Yuan'er prepared a large bucket of hot water, Zhao Yan took off his essence, jumped directly into the bath barrel, and lived in the barracks for half a month, with a layer of dirt accumulated on his body.

Yuan'er gently massaged Zhao Yan's shoulder, and the soft hand made Zhao Yan hum comfortably, but the whole person was lying in the bathtub but didn't want to move.

Gentle Township Hero Mound, the ancients did not deceive me! Zhao Yan closed his eyes and thought in his heart.

If it weren't for the troubled times at the end of the Ming Dynasty, he wouldn't have trained any soldiers, how good it would be to earn some silver and fall in love with the lovely little Yuan'er!

Pity! This is the end of the Ming Dynasty.

If it doesn't develop, everything is a flash in the pan.

"Yuan'er, how about we wash together?" Zhao Yan suddenly turned around and smiled wickedly at Yuan'er. Yuan'er bit her lip, blushed and shook her head, "Don't." ”

Seeing her shy appearance, Zhao Yan laughed and stopped teasing her.

After a while, Yuan'er suddenly persuaded: "Childe, don't work so hard in the future, you will be tired." ”

"Time waits for no one! I can't help it! Zhao Yan smiled bitterly, everyone has a lazy surname, and he is naturally the same. Just thinking of the ancestors who wore braids and were like slaves all over the place under the rule of the Manchu Dynasty, he felt a shudder, constantly whipping him to struggle.

"What is Childe worried about?" Yuan'er sensitively found that Zhao Yan seemed to have been planning something, and there were some things that made him very jealous.

"The world is going to be chaotic, and the court is unreliable! Now I'm on my own. Zhao Yan, who was exhausted, couldn't help sighing.

"How so?" Yuan'er asked puzzled.

"Not yet! There are continuous disasters and famines in the world, the imperial court is powerless to help, and thieves are sabotaging production everywhere, and the imperial court will not be able to collect silver at that time. If there is no money, there will be no military salary, and without military salary, even the officers and soldiers will be thieves, and the results will get worse and worse. It's okay to be just a thief, but the problem is that there are still Jiannu who enter the customs from time to time to make trouble, so that the court can't concentrate on exterminating the thieves. Zhao Yan smiled bitterly, girls always don't care much about this.

"In the end, the court has no silver, and there are no soldiers to fight, the thieves and the Manchus will pounce on the Ming Dynasty to knock down the Ming Dynasty, the thieves are just a group of rabble, where can they beat the Manchu Qing, and they will become aliens when they reach the Han Dynasty. So we have to train some soldiers, and in the future, the world will really be in chaos, and we will not be beaten and killed by anyone. ”

"Yuan'er knows." Yuan'er listened blankly, nodded as if she didn't understand, frowned and said, "It's all Yuan'er's bad, I can't help my son." ”

"Huh! Yuan'er, if you want to help me, read the book well. Zhao Yan said with a smile.

"Hmmm! Yuan'er is already reading very seriously. Yuan'er couldn't help but be a little excited when she thought of reading, since Zhao Yan allowed her to go to the study to read, she would go to the study every day to read.

Once discovered by Zhang, Zhang asked her why she went to the study to read a book, Yuan'er said that Gongzi asked her to read it, but Zhang was silent for a while, did not say anything more, and obviously acquiesced to her behavior.

"Huh! Yes! Zhao Yan suddenly thought of something, and he was a little distracted.

Zhao Yan thought of the problem of talents, although the talents of this era are not bad, many of them still do not meet his requirements.

It is imperative to cultivate talents by ourselves, and education is the hope of a nation, and if we start earlier, we may be able to teach some talents who can be used in seven or eight years.

As long as the seeds are sown and an education system that meets the needs is formed, the education system will not have to worry about itself in the future, and the supply of talents will continue to increase.

Now everything needs to be perfected, but there is not so much effort to run a school. It's better to teach Yuan'er to use pinyin first, and then let her teach students to read, and then teach students other things herself.

That's a good idea.

If Yuan'er can't teach, you can find two teaching gentlemen to assist, but the premise is that these teaching gentlemen must first learn pinyin or something, and they must teach students according to Zhao Yan's education method.

Zhao Yan was thinking about it, when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the bathroom, and he only heard Zhao Quan's voice shouting outside: "Childe, the person sent to Fujian to find sweet potatoes has returned." ”

"Sweet potato, I'm back~!" Zhao Yan stood up from the bathtub with a bang, and hurriedly said to Yuan'er: "Hurry up, I'm going to go out and have a look." ”

"Childe, you haven't washed it yet! It's too late to see it later. Yuan'er reached out and gently pressed Zhao Yan back into the bathtub, but saw that Zhao Yan wanted to go out but did not agree.

"Alright! All right! Let's wash quickly. Zhao Yan said and quickly washed the dirt on his body, and after a while, he washed his body clean.

wiped his body clean, put on his clothes with the help of Yuan'er, and then Zhao Yan ran out quickly.

Seeing Zhao Quan, he hurriedly asked, "Uncle Quan, where are they?" ”

"Outside!" Zhao Quan said.

"Let's go, let's see." Zhao Yan is or said, Zhao Quan nodded and followed.

When the two of them arrived outside the house, they saw two carts, which were full of large bags.

"Childe...... Son. The two families sent to Fujian stood up to salute, and Zhao Yan smiled gently: "Thank you for your hard work, each of you will receive thirty taels of silver in a while." ”

"Gongzi Xie." The two family members were overjoyed.

"Where's the sweet potato?" Zhao Yan walked to the two carts and asked the two family members.

"This car is a sweet potato." The family quickly moved a hemp bag out of the car, quickly untied the bag, and sure enough, the stems with some soil were revealed, which were sweet potatoes that had soared to tens of thousands of catties per mu in later generations.

Zhao Yan stretched out his hand and took out a sweet potato, snapped it in half, and immediately smelled a familiar smell.

Children from poor families have never eaten sweet potatoes! Zhao Yan's family was very poor when he was a child, and he often ate this thing when he was a child, and he was very familiar with sweet potatoes.

Although this thing is a little greasy to eat, Zhao Yan is extremely happy at this moment, this thing is an artifact! It maintained the oppressive rule of the Manchu Qing for three hundred years, what is not an artifact?

Speaking of the prosperous Kangqian era of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, it should be more appropriate to call it 'sweet potato prosperity' and 'sweet potato prosperity'. With this thing, the Manchu Qing Dynasty would not starve people to death even if it was expropriated violently, and it is said that the Manchu Qing Dynasty broke into a mess and destroyed the world, and as a result, the agricultural tax collected was even more than that of the Ming Dynasty.

It can only be said that Chongzhen was born at the wrong time, and was in the period when the sweet potato had just entered China, although the officials at the end of the Ming Dynasty pushed this thing, but they did not succeed in saving the fate of the Ming Dynasty, because the common people did not know this thing, but the result was cheaper than the Manchu Qing.

"Haha, good, good." Zhao Yan laughed loudly and asked again, "Did you bring back a few other things?" ”

"Tell the son, I've brought it back." The two men then opened the other bags, which contained potatoes, peanuts, corn, and sorghum.

"Childe, what is this?" A voice asked, Zhao Yan looked back, and saw Zhang Buyun, who had just appeared this morning, was holding a sweet potato and studying it carefully.

"This thing is called sweet potato, and in Fujian people call him sweet potato, yam. If it can be carefully planted, an annual output of four or five thousand catties per mu is not a problem. Zhao Yan was in a good mood and explained to Zhang Buyun.

"Four or five thousand pounds!" Zhang Buyun was shocked by this number, and when he came back to his senses in a half-ring, he didn't believe it, and asked, "Can the almighty be eaten as food?" ”

"Absolutely." Zhao Quan said with emotion: "When the old man was in Zhangpu, his family was in the middle of the road, and he ate this for a while, as if he had eaten it for several months, and he had yellow skin and thin muscles. ”

"It's okay to eat some eggs, milk and meat with it, and you can also cook it with rice." Zhao Yan waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and save these Dongzang to the cellar, don't freeze it." ”

"With this thing, hegemony can be achieved." Zhang Buyun muttered to himself in a low voice.

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