As if feeling Qianqian's gaze, Wei Zheng felt cold, as if something was about to happen to him.

He glanced at Qin Fan suspiciously.

What bad tricks is this stinky boy holding back?

That's it, the soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth!

Just ten thousand years of county order, what can I do!

I am the crown prince and the prince, that is, Your Majesty, and I will be polite to me!

So Shi Shiran picked up a sweet potato, peeled it and ate it.

But his calmness only lasted for a short time.

Sun Simiao looked at Qianqian who came out of the kitchen and said in surprise:

"Miss Qianqian, what are you doing with this bowl? Do you want to pound the medicine? ”

Qin Fan took the bowl with his hand, put it in front of Wei Zheng, and said with a smile:

"Isn't it, Brother Wei likes to eat mashed potatoes? I thought that it hurt him to smash it with his hands, so it was better to use this grinding bowl, which was convenient and fully even! Brother Wei also eats happily, doesn't he? ”

Can it still be like this?

Sun Simiao, who has lived for hundreds of years, naturally wouldn't know that Wei Zheng said before that he loved mashed potatoes, which was just an excuse.

And now, Qin Fan really found such a grinding bowl for Wei Zheng to eat!

This kid is really interesting!

Sun Simiao figured out the joints, and his beard twitched one after another, almost not holding back.

No, the old man can't laugh, this laugh, I'm afraid that the old man will not laugh at the merit of practicing medicine for decades!

How could Wei Zheng not see the ridicule on Qin Fan's face?

He said with a dark face: "The old man is full!" ”

"That's where it goes!" Qin Fan smiled.

"Brother Wei, don't worry, I don't have anything else here today, but the sweet potatoes are enough!"

Wei Zheng was stunned, could it be that he really wanted to grind sweet potato puree and eat it?

"The old man is full! It's a waste to give me more! If you have these sweet potatoes, you might as well share them with the people! ”

Qin Fan pointed to the sweet potato: "This thing is not rare in my Wannian County, the people are planting it now, and when it is autumn, every household can harvest thousands of catties." ”

"Moreover, this sweet potato eats fat. If the fertilizer is sufficient, it is not impossible to produce 10,000 catties per mu! ”

"10,000 catties per mu?" Even Sun Simiao couldn't believe it.

10,000 catties! That's more than 10 times the yield of rice and wheat!

If it can really achieve such a high yield, wouldn't this sweet potato only need to occupy one-tenth of the original land to feed the people of the entire Tang Dynasty?

At that time, the remaining land, whether it is used to grow other crops or build houses, will be a great benefit to the people!

"Gotcha! I guess you won't necessarily believe it, but let's see for yourself when the autumn harvest comes! ”

Qin Fan didn't say anything more, and casually threw the stone bowl on the table.

Wei Zheng was really sure that the stinky boy in front of him was bragging at this time!

"If this sweet potato can really have such a yield, the old man will eat this stone bowl!"

Wei Zheng made a big statement, and he had the momentum to chew this thing up if he didn't agree with him!

Qin Fan glanced at him, don't regret it when the time comes!

"How can I, Wei Zifu, regret it? In a word, it is difficult to chase the horse! If the yield is true, the old man will eat it! ”

Qin Fan didn't mind either.

When potato production was mentioned, the surnamed Sun looked disdainful.

Now that I think about it, the potatoes must have sprouted.

It is estimated that it will not be long before the surname Sun can be slapped in the face.

Then wait until autumn, when the sweet potatoes are ripe, this Wei Zifu is afraid that he will not be able to run!

"By the way, did you plant the seeds that Brother Wan brought back last time?"

Qin Fan turned to Li Shimin and asked.

Hearing this, Li Shimin's face was stunned, he was busy with state affairs, how could he have the time to take care of those flowers and plants!

It was Wan Shilang who came several times to report on the planting of crops.

It's just that he didn't take it seriously.

In retrospect, it seems, it was planted!

Li Shimin sneered and said, "It's planted!" Planted. Brother Qin's method is really useful. ”

Qin Fan could see Li Er's weakness at a glance.

"What about the previous method of raising pigs? Counting the days, it's time to incite the little pig! ”

The embarrassment on Li Shimin's face was a lot thicker.

The matter of raising pigs, he was concerned about it at first.

It's just that because of the delay in disaster relief and the dispatch of troops to Goguryeo, the two major national events, I was busy forgetting about it.

No way! After I return to the palace, I will definitely order someone to start these two things!

Thinking of the theory of pork power that Qin Fan told him before, his heart surged for a while.

Now that he is almost full, he plans to bid farewell to Qin Fan.

Qin Fan also readily agreed, he didn't want to look at Wei Zheng's stinky face anymore.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that before leaving, Li Er said to him:

"Then King Sun Yao will be handed over to you to take care of, remember to take King Sun Yao to Yujia Village tomorrow!"

Before the words fell, the two of them disappeared.

The three people left in the courtyard looked at each other.

Sun Simiao smiled and said, "I'm bothered." ”

But Qianqian didn't come back to her senses at all.

What to do! There are only two rooms in the prefecture!

Do you want Childe and the predecessor of the Medicine King to live together?

No, no, no! This will inevitably snub the guests!

In this way, Qianqian and Childe can only sleep together.

Thinking of this, Qianqian's face suddenly showed a slight flush.

But because of the night, it wasn't noticed.

In fact, the yard is not without extra rooms.

It's just that Qin Fan didn't have the idea of marrying a wife in a short period of time, and he didn't have the money to hire someone to take care of himself.

So at the beginning, I only cleaned up two rooms, one for myself and one for Qianqian.

Now he suddenly wants to live in a Sun Simiao, which must not be given to others.

We can't let him live in those old houses that are full of dust!

If the other party was the broken-mouthed Wei Zifu, Qin Fan would be at ease if he did so.

But after all, it was Sun Simiao, the medicine king of the benevolence of the doctor, and the other party was Li Er who made a special trip to help deal with smallpox.

That's a good thing to let the old man stay with the dust for one night!

"Senior Medicine King, you wait here. Qianqian goes to clean up the bed and gives you the room! ”

What Qianqian cleaned up was naturally Qin Fan's room.

How can a man live in his boudoir!

Even the predecessors of the medicine king can't do it!

Well, except for Childe!

……

Branches on the moon.

After the party was busy, Qin Fan and Sun Simiao agreed to go to Yujia Village tomorrow to see the situation of smallpox.

Then they went back to their rooms and went to sleep.

But back in the room, Qianqian had already set up the floor.

I saw that little Nizi had a red smiling face, bowed her head and said, "Childe, you sleep on the bed, and Qianqian sleeps on the floor!" ”

Seeing this, Qin Fan couldn't help but feel moved: "How can we let our family Qianqian sleep on the ground!" Come, let's sleep in bed together. ”

As he spoke, he grabbed Qianqian, and the two fell on the bed.

"Gong ...... Son! Other! ”

Poor Qianqian, the little brain melon seeds are like a steam train, bubbling hot, and the whole person is going to be overloaded.

Even he stammered a little.

Smelling the sweet smell of the girl's body, looking at Qianqian's shy expression.

Qin Fan felt a burst of peace of mind.

Coupled with a busy day, a wave of sleepiness suddenly came to my heart.

Qianqian's face was red, she was expectant and a little scared, so she waited for a long time, and she didn't see Qin Fan's next move.

"Childe? Son! ”

This big pig's trotter is actually asleep!

Qianqian, who looked helpless, pulled the quilt and pillowed Qin Fan's arm into the dream.