This law was unanimously endorsed by the other two.

"It can't go on like this, just relying on the merit monument at the gate of the city can't tie the hearts of rich merchants, if they are like this in ......the future," Su Zhiyuan frowned tightly and muttered. Suddenly, I thought of something, and my eyes flashed.

In the evening, the rain began to fall heavily.

Banxia leaned on the window frame and looked at the pouring rain outside: "If this rain continues like this, the crops in the field will be wasted, what can the people do!" ”

The "squeak" door opened.

Su Zhiyuan took the umbrella and walked into the house: "Lean against the window, be careful of getting cold." ”

"Xianggong is done?" Banxia got up, "It's rare to be so early today!" ”

"Master Xu and Master Xu have just left, and we plan to make another charity donation."

"It's a good idea. This time, Xianggong plans to promise them some benefits. Banxia raised an eyebrow and looked at him.

Su Zhiyuan smiled and said nothing, and Banxia knew that he had already made up his mind a lot.

Looking at the rain outside the window, Su Zhiyuan sighed.

Banxia said: "Pity those people, the fields are all busy in vain, and the days after that are tormented." ”

"If only there were crops that were easy to grow and live, the people would not starve to death."

Easy to grow and easy to live? Banxia almost immediately remembered sweet potatoes and potatoes in the 21st century in his mind. It can be sown twice a year, and it can be harvested in March and April, with high yield, good life, and the key is very delicious.

At the same time, the space resounded with the familiar sound of "drop~".

Banxia was happy, and he didn't have time to say to Su Zhiyuan, so he flashed into the space, leaving Xiao Su Su alone to guard the room.

Banxia came to the cabin of the space and walked straight to the familiar row of cabinets.

"This time, I actually opened two drawers at once," Banxia looked at the words on the outer wall of the drawer and read, "Sweet potato seeds, like high temperatures, can be planted at any time, can be matured in two months, and the yield per mu is 6,000 catties." ”

Banxia opened the drawer, full of sweet potato seeds: "If I remember correctly, when the sweet potatoes grow up, cut them into pieces, put them in a cool place to germinate, and then plant the seedlings to survive!" ”

The other drawer is filled with potato seeds, and the outer wall also says how to use them: potato seeds, like shade, can be planted at any time, can be ripe in two months, and the yield per mu is 6,000 catties.

Banxia sighed: It is worthy of being unearthed in space, it must be a high-quality product, it can be sown infinitely, and it can be ripe in two months!

Banxia grabbed a handful of sweet potato seeds and ran to the space field, cleared a small area in the Ganoderma lucidum field, sprinkled sweet potato seeds and walked away satisfied.

As soon as he got out of the space, he met Su Zhiyuan's helpless and complaining eyes.

Banxia looked at Su Zhiyuan and said, "Good news." ”

Su Zhiyuan turned the page of the book without hurry: "Lady, why are you so happy?" ”

Banxia's apricot eyes crooked: "Come with me." ”

After that, he took Su Zhiyuan's hand and flashed into the space.

Su Zhiyuan didn't prepare, the book in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap", and he picked it up helplessly: "Lady......"

Banxia rushed forward and opened the door of the room: "There were suddenly two more things in the space just now, potato seeds and sweet potato seeds. ”

"What's that?"

"It's the ingredients," Banxia gasped, "they're excellent to feed and produce!" ”

Su Zhiyuan quickly followed, and when he walked into the drawer and saw the words on the outer wall, the book in his hand fell to the ground again.

Su Zhiyuan slowed down for a while, his voice trembled slightly, and he read the words on the outer wall of the drawer: "Six thousand catties per mu!" That's 6,000 pounds! ”

Su Zhiyuan, who has always been calm, is not calm now!

You must know that in Dongyang country, and even other countries, the output of one mu of land is only two or three hundred catties, and even the grain grown in the best land is only five hundred catties.

But these sweet potatoes and potatoes are actually mass-produced thousands of catties! What a concept!

The most important thing is that they don't pick fields, and even very poor land can grow sweet potatoes.