You, a tyrannical ruler, roam the heavens; you cannot understand my joy.

"This kid is actually that good?"

On the rooftop of the inn, the woman who killed Yin Qiniang last night narrowed her eyes, staring intently at Lu Zuo's figure, a hint of surprise appearing in her eyes.

"snort!"

She seemed to have thought of something, gave a cold snort, and turned away.

At this moment, Lu Zuo had already started another massacre in front of the inn!

He continued to wield his blade with lightning speed, without even blinking, routing the more than a thousand elite troops of the Eastern Depot, who fled in disarray.

but……

More than two hundred corpses remained near the inn.

Inside the house, martial arts practitioners and passing merchants peered through the windows and cracks in the doors, witnessing the carnage in its entirety, and were utterly stunned!

"Dead, dead..."

"Liu happy, the chief eunuch of the Eastern Depot, who struck fear into the hearts of countless martial arts masters, was killed with a single blow?"

"So many experts from the Eastern Depot... they didn't even last two quarters of an hour..."

"My goodness, even if Palace Masters Yaoyue and Lianxing joined forces, they probably wouldn't last long against this person!"

Upon hearing this last sentence, the woman in white who had just come down from the rooftop let out another cold snort.

She then took light steps and left the inn, brushing past Lu Zuo who was returning.

"Yu Yan, let's go."

Lu Zuo arrived at the door, glanced at Jiang Yuyan who was sitting on a wide bench in a daze, and greeted her.

"Hey, here I am."

……

Half a day later, on an ancient, desolate road.

Jiang Yuyan followed behind Lu Zuo with her head down, secretly wondering, "Should I tell the young master that I took that painting?"

"Wouldn't saying this... offend the young master?"

Yesterday evening, Jiang Yuyan noticed that Wu Daizi and his group were acting mysteriously. Out of curiosity, she sneaked to the window of Wu Daizi's room to peek.

Seeing that he was secretly hiding something under the bed, they took advantage of Wu Daizi going downstairs for dinner and went in to retrieve it.

When I got back to my room and opened it, I found it to be a tattered map with no discernible outline.

She had been thinking that the other person had hidden some treasure that she would secretly take out and present to Lu Zuo, so she told him that she had found it herself.

Unexpectedly, the inn underwent such changes, and Lu Zuo learned about the map.

Although this item was important, it was already incomplete, so she gave up on the idea of ​​giving it to Lu Zuo...

Of course, what Jiang Yuyan cared about most was not wanting Lu Zuo to look down on her act of theft.

Jiang Yuyan was deep in thought when she suddenly heard the clatter of hooves and the creaking of wheels coming from afar.

She looked up and saw an old man with a weathered face driving an old horse-drawn cart piled high with rice, flour, and cured meat, slowly making his way along the ancient road.

"Young master."

Jiang Yuyan's heart skipped a beat, and she whispered, "Judging from this direction, and the truck is mostly loaded with ingredients, could it be...?"

"Is this the old deliveryman from the inn?"

Lu Zuo's eyes flashed, he nodded, and his figure gracefully blocked the way.

"Whoa!"

The old man was startled and quickly reined in the horses, squinting his dim eyes to examine the newcomer: "Sir, what brings you here...?"

"Don't panic, sir."

Lu Zuo stepped forward, cupped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "I have something to ask you."

"Did you deliver the gold beads to that inn over there?"

"What are golden beads?" The old man looked blank.

Lu Zuo realized that the name was just something the waiter made up, so he could only give a rough description of the corn's appearance.

Upon hearing this, the old man nodded: "Oh, the golden rice you're talking about."

"I delivered it."

"Young master, is there something wrong with that thing?"

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Lu Zuo shook his head and got straight to the point: "No problem, I just want to find the seeds of this golden rice."

"Where can I buy it?"

"Buy?" The old man was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile: "Young master, there's nowhere to buy this thing in Liaodong now."

"A dozen years ago, people would still grow this stuff sporadically."

"Because its pole is tall and golden, everyone calls it the Golden Stick."

"Later, the Jurchens came and raided the land several times, ruining it and leaving very few descendants."

"Right now, I'm afraid I can only grow some in the small patch of land in my backyard."

Lu Zuo's eyes lit up, and he asked eagerly, "What's the yield of this golden rice?"

Upon hearing this, the old man immediately launched into a tirade: "Brilliant!"

"That's really high!"

"If you take good care of it, you can easily harvest five or six bushels of grain per acre, which is much better than sorghum and millet!"

"I've mentioned it to the village head and the grain clerk at the county government several times, saying that this stuff is good and should be planted more."

"Sigh, but nobody listens..."

Lu Zuo: "Uncle, I'd like to buy your seeds."

"Buy as much as you can."

what?

The old man was taken aback: "Young master, I'm keeping these seeds..."

"One hundred taels."

Lu Zuo interrupted him, taking out a silver ingot from his pocket: "This is a deposit."

Hiss!

The old man gasped, his eyes widening as he stared intently at the silver ingot, his hands trembling slightly. "Sir, please come home with me, I'll get it for you!"

puff...

Jiang Yuyan couldn't help but chuckle.

……

The old man's residence was not far from here, and Lu Zuo got what he wanted without much effort.

More than 30 jin of golden corn seeds, plus more than 7 shi of corn kernels stored in the old man's house.

In fact, even without careful breeding, this crop can still produce food, but the yield will be limited.

In fact, even without careful breeding, this crop can still produce food, but the yield will be limited.

With these seeds, we can first try planting them in Nantong, and then ask some experienced farmers to take good care of them and select the best varieties.

Next year, Nantong and Dongyang together will produce at least ten million shi of grain!

There's a line in the movie that goes something like this: "The people's hearts are food, they are what make people have enough to eat!"

By then, with no shortage of soldiers and the people's hearts at peace, we will naturally have the confidence to compete with the Sui Dynasty.

"Yu Yan, let's part ways in the town ahead."

With the seeds in hand, Lu Zuo should leave the Ming Dynasty and return to Nantong.

"Your father's wife only relies on Liu happy, his godfather, which is why your father is so obedient and subservient to her."

"Now that Liu happy is dead, your father should take good care of you out of kinship."

"and……"

After a pause, Lu Zuo took out some silver and gave it to her: "You have now just entered the threshold of martial arts. Even without your father's care, you can live well on your own."

Jiang Yuyan's heart skipped a beat, and she instantly understood something.

He specifically stayed until this morning to wait for Liu happy to come over... just to help me?

"Young master..."

Jiang Yuyan pondered for a moment, then blinked her innocent, watery eyes at him and asked, "Are you leaving?"

Lu Zuo nodded: "I still have some things to take care of."

"We probably won't see each other for the next few years."

In this fictional Ming Dynasty, there's nothing worth his long stay or frequent travel, except for corn seeds and sweet potatoes.

As for firearms...

To be honest, none of them are as good as the black technology of the Gongshu family.

"That……"

"Young master, could you please stay another day?"