Traveling through the Three Kingdoms: She brings unlimited supplies to build infrastructure

Chapter 252 Interest
Zhao Xi, Gongsun Yan’s true top tier.

There was almost no one he couldn't defeat.

Since these village elders needed to be dealt with this time, Gongsun Yan promptly called Zhao Xi back to Guzhu from Lulongsai.

When he was in Lingzhi, Gongsun Jing had a brief encounter with Zhao Xi, but he respected him very much.

See him standing in front of others, presenting himself as a steward.

Worried that others would really treat him as a butler, Gongsun Jing greeted him enthusiastically with a cane: "Mr. Zhao, when did you come back to Guzhu?"

After speaking, he introduced to Gao Huai and others: "This is Uncle Zhao Prefect."

After a few words of greeting, they entered the main house hand in hand.

Since Gongsun Jing was the elder of Gongsun Yan, he supported the evening banquet as the head of the house.

There were all elderly people at the banquet, and the menu was all soft and delicious dishes.

But the improved menu and delicious food are still not as eye-catching as the thin white porcelain that exudes a lustrous color under the candlelight.

After the transformation by the craftsmen in Guzhuzhuang, the experimental kiln in Guzhuzhuang was now able to produce porcelain with pure white and smooth texture.

The best finished products were selected and placed here to entertain guests.

"Excuse me, Mr. Zhao, where did you get this thing?"

Gao Huai fondly rubbed the smooth porcelain surface and asked Zhao Xi, who was also present.

Zhao Xi always smiled so warmly and replied: "It is produced in Guzhu Village. If you are interested, I can take you to see it tomorrow."

Gao Huai's eyes lit up. Since it can be viewed, is there room for discussion about this object?

He happily obliged.

After eating the preserved meat, everyone returned to the accommodation arranged for them with the expectation of visiting tomorrow.

Gao Huai thought that this thing would be his biggest gain from this trip, so he planned it alone under the lamp for a long time before going to bed very late.

The next day
It's still nice weather.

Since it is the Double Ninth Festival, it is natural to have a high-level banquet.

Considering the average age of these village elders, Gongsun Yan did not dare to mess around. He just set up a barrier table on a hillside with a wide view in the village for them to have a feast.

After drinking a few glasses of chrysanthemum soaked cheese, Gao Huai looked down the mountain with a somewhat contented expression.

Farmers working in the fields and children running on the ridges of the fields.

He turned to look at Gongsun Jing: "Ayan, this Zhuangzi, is really rich."

The villagers in the distance are by no means the usual sad-looking households in the village.

The common farmers they looked like, the sorrow was engraved in their bones.

The whole family only has one set of short brown robes to cover their bodies.

When the father and brother went out to work dressed, the younger brothers and sisters would hide naked at home.

A family eats several liters of rice porridge a day.

Even at the peak of the autumn harvest, the porridge is just a little thicker.

But in this village, even the children running and playing on the road can wear unpatched cloth shirts.

Gao Huai looked at a child with rosy cheeks and said with emotion: "I have never seen such a contented and stable look on any farmer's face."

Gongsun Jing paused his hand and looked into the distance: "Yes."

It is shameful to say that he has governed western Liaoning for many years and has seen all kinds of misery on the faces of countless people, but he has never seen such hope for future life.

As if aware that the two old men were looking at him, the child playing on the roadside hesitated.

He ran over, carefully placed something wrapped in leaves on the ground, and then shyly ran away.

Gao Huai was given something by a strange child for the first time, and he picked up the small leaf bag on the ground with some humor.

When he unfolded it, he found that inside was a kind of yellowed dry food that he had never seen before.

It seems to be the child's snack.

Gongsun Jing thoughtfully reached out and took one, smelled it, and found a faint sweet fragrance.He put it in his mouth without hesitation, and was not surprised to find that... it didn't move.

A child would have to tear and chew this kind of dry food for a long time, let alone an old man like him.

After spending a long time, I finally polished off a little bit and tasted a hint of sweetness.

Gao Huai was even worse than him. He couldn't bite the skin for a long time.

"Come on, kid, come on."

Gongsun Jing turned around and picked up a piece of roast chicken with wine on the desk, and waved to the child who was peeking behind the tree.

The child, who was only five or six years old, was hiding behind a tree and looking at these richly dressed people.

In the end, appetite overcame shyness, and he sipped his saliva and moved over carefully.

Standing in front of Gongsun Jing, he licked his fingers.

Seeing that although he was young, he was neat and clean, so Gongsun Jing patiently tore off the thin bones from the chicken and handed it to him.

He stood obediently with his head raised, took it with both hands, hesitated for a moment and said timidly: "Thank you."

A pair of big eyes flickered, Gongsun Jing couldn't help but laugh, and then he pointed to the thing wrapped in the leaf and asked: "What is this?"

At the mention of this, the child's eyes suddenly lit up.

Recalling the joy shown by his parents when they harvested this thing, he replied to Gongsun Jing in his father's original words: "This is a divine thing gifted by Lady Yan."

"Oh? Divine object?" Gao Huai was now curious about everything here, and couldn't help asking: "What kind of divine object method?"

The child was young and his expressive ability was not very good. He stammered for a long time and made a big circle with his hands: "So many sweet potatoes can grow on one vine."

"With it, we will never go hungry again! If we have younger brothers and sisters, we won't have to starve them to death."

The child blinked his clean eyes, but said cruel words.

Gongsun Jing and Gao Huai were both silent.

Tian Kai and Zhao Xi, who were watching from the side, looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

Zhao Xi came over and said, "If you are interested, there are still unharvested sweet potatoes in the farm, why not go and take a look?"

This was what Gao Huai wanted, and he hurriedly said: "Okay, okay!"

Gongsun Jing tore another piece of chicken and gave it to the child, and then said, "We can go together."

The few acres of land Gongsun Yan specially set aside were not far from here.

A group of drunken old men quickly walked to the field.

Looking ahead, there are dense leaves.

Just when he was confused, he saw Tian Kai jump down quickly.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Xi also rolled up his sleeves and walked down the field with a smile.

At the same time, several doctors who had been following him walked to the side carrying medicine boxes.

A government medical center was being built in Lingzhi City, and neither Hua Tuo nor Yan Zhi could leave.

Gongsun Jing and Gao Huai looked at these doctors without knowing why.

Then Tian Kai said: "To be honest, Jinggong, the first time I saw the scene of harvesting crops in this field, I almost fainted."

Tian Kai squatted down and spread the soil at the roots with one arm.

He was not exaggerating. To this day, to this moment, he still remembers the extreme joy that filled his heart.

Even now, he is still willing to dig sweet potatoes as his biggest pastime and lift these little treasures out of the soil with his own hands.

There are many people in the village who have the same problem as him.

There were several groups of stewards who fainted from crying in the fields. When they woke up, they all said they wanted to go to Gongsun Yan and apologize in blood.

Gao Huai, Gongsun Jing and a group of village elders stood at the edge of the field. They just thought it was Tian Kai's wisecracks.

Completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem.

(End of this chapter)