Seeing his grandfather's slightly red face because of excitement, Wu Weiran knew that he hadn't worked in vain in the past few months, so he continued to introduce while the iron was hot.

"Grandpa, this sweet potato is a new variety, not to mention Daxia, anyway, it's the first time I've seen it, by the way, this thing is not only edible roots, stems and leaves, but also very easy to plant, just pinch it down, dig a hole in the soil, insert it in, and then pour a small amount of water, you can survive, and the growth period is a lot, we see this piece, in fact, it's only been more than a month, by the way, this thing also has one of the most important characteristics, that is, drought resistance, more rain, of course, bigger, but when it is drought, it can also survive, but the size is not so big, But it's sweeter. ”

Wu Qingshan listened to Wu Weiran's introduction, and looked at this blockbuster, and his heart was already shocked, and he was even more shocked when he saw the tools in the hands of those villagers.

"What is this?"

"Old lady, this is a new working tool that we have researched and improved, do you want to try it, old lady?"

It was a blacksmith that Wu Weiran brought out from the Wu family at the beginning, who had come here at first to participate in the creation of those armor and spears for combat, but those things were obviously not as attractive to him as these things for labor, and recently he had been following the little master of the Zhou family to improve some of the farm tools commonly used in the fields.

When Wu Qingshan heard this, he didn't have the heart to listen to Wu Weiran showing off there, so he waved it a few times directly, but his old waist was still quite shocking to this good thing.

It's just that he didn't have time to praise at all, and he was attracted to other things.

"What is this for?"

"This is fattening, which is also our improvement, the original farmhouse fertilizer after such improvement and fermentation, it is of great help to increase the soil fertility, anyway, it is much better than sprinkling directly in the ground before." It was an old farmer who was a full-time farmer who was gathered by the old man Wu Qingshan.

This old farmer was met when the old man was wandering outside, and he had been thinking about this little thing in the field all his life, and he had no children and no daughters, and the old man saw that he was pitiful, and also appreciated his views on farming, so he brought it back to the Wu family.

It's just that I didn't expect to be abducted by my grandson.

The two of them were about the same age, and Wu Qingshan had always been very polite to him, and when he saw that he said so, he nodded again and again.

"By the way, old man, come, I'll show you this good thing again." With that, he pulled Wu Qingshan to another farmland.

Unlike the previous sweet potatoes, these plants are taller and have pink or red flowers.

The Wu family also has a lot of fields in the countryside, and Wu Qingshan spends a few months in the fields every year, and he knows that he knows enough crops, but he has never seen this thing.

I thought it was the same sweet potato as before, and I was about to pick it and send it to my mouth, but I was pulled.

"Old man, this is not for eating."

"It's not food, what is that? These things look a little like unripe fruit. Wu Qingshan wondered, looking at the green round thing behind the retreat flower above, and couldn't help but say.

"I'll pick one for the old man to see, but it hasn't grown yet, in fact, I don't know very well, but I've watched these things grow, and I've seen these things weave after they mature, anyway, one word, with this thing in the future, I don't want to wear clothes made of twine, and I don't wear silk."

As he spoke, he picked a large one and broke it hard, and although it had not yet grown, the fibrous thing inside could already be seen.

Wu Qingshan pondered the information revealed by his words just now, and already understood in his heart that these things were used for weaving, and when he saw the tender white things inside, he stretched out his hand and touched it, although it had not yet grown, it was already visible soft.

If this thing is made into thread after it matures, and then it is spun into cloth, and the clothes made are really much softer than twine.

"Okay." Wu Qingshan couldn't hold back anymore and didn't hesitate to praise.

"Old man, the output of this thing is not low, it should not be low." It's all estimates, but it's also based on facts.

"No wonder you're so happy that you'd rather follow the stinky boy than go back." Wu Qingshan glanced at the old man he had known for many years, and couldn't help but glance at Wu Weiran, who was hiding behind him.

"I really want to thank Childe, if Childe hadn't kidnapped me here in the first place, where would I have found such a good place."

After listening to the old farmer's praise, Wu Qingshan didn't say anything.

This time he came to the village at the foot of the mountain, and he was really eye-opening.

And some ideas have already been born in my mind.

I just want him to beg the stinky boy, but he can't open his mouth.

However, if this stinky boy is interested and takes the initiative to beg his grandfather to accept it, he is not impossible.

Thinking about it, his eyes flashed, he glanced at the stinky boy, raised his head to look at the sky again, and said casually, "It's not early." ”

"Isn't it early, grandpa, if you've had enough shopping at the old man's house, let's go back and rest and have some home-cooked food?"

As he spoke, he was about to beckon Biao Biao to come.

Wu Qingshan's face stiffened, remembering that sitting on the tiger's back, his bones were almost upside down, and he endured it again and again, so he didn't vomit, so he waved his hand.

"Stinky boy, why is your health so bad, it's better for me to be an old man, take a walk, and then take me to see it by the way."

Wu Weiran was stunned for a moment, he was originally walking, not because he was afraid that the old man would be tired, but also in order to let the old man feel the majesty of riding a tiger, so he asked Biaobiao to be a favor.

But since the old man has an idea, he can't interfere.

It's just that it's not early, so he didn't make any more detours, but directly took a shortcut and returned to Zhou's house with his grandfather.

Wu Qingshan is the truth, on the way, the knife-like eyes are not less shot at his grandson, dare to love the stinky boy This is deliberately playing his old man, this is obviously very close, but when he came, he rode a tiger, and he went around for half an hour.

Wu Weiran didn't know where she had upset her grandfather, so she had to wait more carefully.

Aunt Wang specially came to Zhou's house to help cook for the elderly, and game was indispensable, as well as rice field fish, as well as all kinds of wild vegetables and wild mushrooms.

Thinking that the old man was born rich and noble, he must be used to eating big fish and meat, so he specially made such a table.

The village chief, Li Zheng, and some of the elders in the village.

After all, Wu Qingshan's identity is there, and he only lets the juniors in the village entertain him, which is really unpleasant.

There is a custom in the village that women do not go to the table, but Jiang Ran is an exception, so several tables are put together, and on the big table that can accommodate more than ten people, Wu Qingshan, Wu Weiran, Li Zheng, the village head, the three elders in the village, as well as Zhou Chengan, Jiang Ran, Zhou Er, and Zhou Yuan, as well as the old farmer and others are all there.

Wu Qingshan was very impatient, with these old men, he had to compliment and talk about the scene, but it was not easy to ask for things.

opened his mouth several times, but was blocked back by the compliments of various people.

His face was getting worse and worse.

It's just that others don't know what he thinks in his heart, and they think that he doesn't like to hear what words, and he is sincerely afraid, and he is very helpless when he sees them like this, so he can't help but pretend to be kind and pleasant, but it makes him sweat all over, he has never been so nervous when he lives to this age, but it seems that he has done something weak-hearted.

And these people don't know how to turn around, he has praised their good things several times, and they all praise Wu Weiran, alas, they don't understand his heart at all.

What to do?

Do you want to just ask?

Where is his old face going?

But fortunately, the old farmer is here, seeing him like this, he can't help but sigh in his heart, this Wu Lao is good at everything, but he is too face-saving, obviously he just wants to take those good things out and carry them forward, but he wants to save face.

Alas.

Fortunately, he was also present this time.

"Ahem, Wu Lao, I heard that in order to help our village, Gongzi gave your baby to the pawnshop, and demolished several of your houses, and I was afraid that you would be angry all the time, and I didn't dare to go back to my home, Wu Lao, in fact, Gongzi, Gongzi is also for you."

"For me?" Although Wu Qingshan was not angry with Wu Weiran, his words were a bit exaggerated.

"Of course, I didn't know until I came that Childe decided to stay in order to honor you after learning about some of the treasures here."

"Baby?" Wu Qingshan glanced at the old farmer, and then at Wu Weiran, seemingly a little suspicious.

"Childe, what are you still hiding, the old lady is here, why don't you take it out quickly and bring it back to the old lady." The old farmer desperately glanced at Wu Weiran.

Wu Weiran smiled, this is why people went to take out all the books that were copied before, at first there were only books on weapon smelting, the art of war, crop planting, and textiles, but later, Zhou Er didn't know where to take out some others, each of them was a peerless book, of course he wouldn't miss it, all of them were copied, and they had accumulated so far, and there were more than 20 books.

Wu Qingshan looked at the big box that was moved out, and couldn't help but lean over to look at it, he thought it was something good, but when he saw that it was a book, his eyes dimmed a little, but he still picked up a book and flipped it, just a few pages, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

After a quick flip, the next one, it's still the same, each one, it's a strange book.

These good things are much better than the ones he got before, I don't know how much.

Not to mention anything else, as far as this book on flower planting, he had been running around for a few months for a book specializing in orchid planting, begging bitterly, and his mouth was dry.

I knew it earlier......

"Grandpa, you don't have to worry, let's eat first, and after eating, you can take your time." Wu Weiran knew that the old man was a book maniac, probably because he had been a teacher, and when he saw a good book, it was like a mosquito seeing blood.

And the old man has lived a long time, has a wide range of hobbies, and has dabbled in various industries.

This is also the reason why the old man was selected by the first emperor and the queen mother to assist His Majesty as the crown prince and concubine.

Those who control the world, all walks of life must be managed, you can not be fine, but you can't not understand.

It's a pity that the old man's ambition stopped more than ten years ago.