I am a thief in the Tang Dynasty

Fang Yiyi reacted quickly by leaning back and taking a step back to create some distance.

He put his hands in a fist stance, bowed and looked at Li Junxian warily.

The imagined follow-up attack did not occur.

Li Junxian looked at Fang Yiyi approvingly and said:

"The reaction was quite quick."

"It seems that you have become much stronger after this trip."

"Not bad!"

Fang Yiyi grinned and said, "How much stronger it is, General Li will have to try it to know."

As he spoke, Fang Yiyi walked closer quickly and directly used the Iron Mountain Lean.

It crashed directly into Li Junxian's chest.

Li Junxian's eyes flashed and he crossed his arms in front of him.

Bang!

A dull sound appeared.

Li Junxian took a step back in surprise.

Fang Yiyi grimaced and pulled at his right arm which had hit Li Junxian's arms.

"Hiss, General Li, your arm is too hard."

"My Iron Mountain Leaning move is really like hitting a mountain."

Li Junxian with a strange light flashing in his eyes.

His mind was filled with Fang Yiyi's clean and neat attack just now.

He raised his hand and gestured, and asked:

"How did you exert your strength just now?"

"Is it like this for the legs and waist?"

While instructing Li Junxian, Fang Yiyi asked curiously:

"General Li, why do you want to learn these martial arts?"

"Don't you always use a sword?"

Li Junxian, who did not hide anything, said seriously:

"Your power is nothing to me."

"But your power-generating technique actually made me take a step back."

"If I learn this force-generating technique and can apply it to swordsmanship."

"It will be safer to protect His Majesty."

Chapter 712: Potato and Sweet Potato Harvest

After hearing this, Fang Yiyi couldn't help but click his tongue.

No wonder Li Junxian is such a young man, yet he is a renowned martial arts master in the Tang Dynasty.

He is also the person Li Shimin trusts the most.

After teaching Li Junxian the force-generating technique of Tieshankao.

Fang Yiyi went towards Zhuangzi with full of expectations.

When passing by fields dedicated to growing sweet potatoes and potatoes.

He saw that the fields were empty.

It has obviously been dug up.

Once inside.

The widows in Zhuangzi's family paid their respects to Fang Yiyi warmly.

Young and old, everyone greeted Fang Yiyi enthusiastically.

"Hello, Mr. Fang. It's been a long time since we last met. We missed you and the general so much!"

"Greetings, Mr. Fang. Didn't the general come with you?"

"Fang Sanlang, my family brewed some delicious fruit wine. I'll go get it for you to try."

"Meet Sanlang of the Fang family. Sanlang, look, this is the wooden horse I made for you to play with."

.......

Fang Yiyi was surrounded by a crowd of people.

With a friendly smile on his face, he chatted with everyone.

It was not until Mr. Zhang appeared that Fang Yiyi squeezed through the crowd.

"Mr. Zhang, how are the crops in that field?"

Mr. Zhang bowed to Fang Yiyi with a red face and said excitedly:

"Fang Jia Sanlang, the output of those things is really amazing!"

"Come with me!"

Fang Yiyi stepped forward, grasped Zhang Weng's arm, and said expectantly:

"Tell me how much the harvest is."

Mr. Zhang led the way, but he kept it a secret and said:

"You can see for yourself how much it produces."

"You've gone on a long journey, and I don't know when you'll be back."

"If I don't harvest the sweet potatoes and potatoes, something might go wrong."

"I had the audacity to have it dug out."

"My goodness, I have never seen anything with such an amazing output."

"I didn't expect that we would plant such a small crop."

"After planting, they turned out to be big and plump."

Fang Yiyi listened to Mr. Zhang's excited gestures.

He knew that the sweet potatoes and potatoes were done.

I just don’t know what will happen to the dozens of kilograms of potatoes and sweet potatoes that I planted.

How much can be harvested.

This is the real seed.

One more pound of fruit will be produced.

Next, you can plant more and harvest more.

Inside a spacious wooden house.

Fang Yiyi saw sweet potatoes and potatoes all over the ground.

They were all kept intact by Mr. Zhang, who had worked in the Ministry of Civil Affairs for many years.

Mr. Zhang pointed excitedly at the potatoes and sweet potatoes that filled the room and said:

"Fang Sanlang, there are three hundred and fourteen kilograms of potatoes."

"Four hundred and seventy-two kilograms of sweet potatoes."

"We only planted a few dozen kilograms at the beginning, but now it has increased more than tenfold."

"I have been farming all my life, but I have never seen such an amazing yield of grain!"

"Really? God bless the Tang Dynasty!"

Fang Yiyi used to farm a lot.

At first glance, you can see that the potatoes are covered with dirt and placed on the ground.

Each one is about the size of a child's fist.

It is obviously two sizes bigger than the potato obtained from Dilraba Dilmurat.

And those sweet potatoes that look like shuttles and are half a foot long are as thick as a baby's thigh.

There were dozens of kilograms of sweet potatoes and potatoes.

More than three months later.

It has increased at least tenfold.

This is because of the potatoes and sweet potatoes obtained by Fang Yiyi.

Not a bred variety.

Even so, this output is still astonishing.

Moreover, the planting time is short.

The planting method is also simple and easy.

If nothing unexpected happens.

These 700 kilograms of sweet potatoes and potatoes.

In just two or three years, it will reach a huge scale.

Further cultivation will be carried out to develop more efficient planting methods.

The day when the people of the Tang Dynasty no longer go hungry is just around the corner.

Chapter 713: Drunken Explanation of the Identity of the Transmigration

Fang Yiyi's eyes were red, his blood was boiling, and a slight sour feeling appeared in his nose.

Mr. Zhang, who was standing by, saw that Fang Yiyi didn't react.

When I turned around, I saw Fang Yiyi's excited face.

With crystal tears hanging on it.

It turned out that Fang Yiyi had already been crying silently with excitement.

"Fang Jia Sanlang, why are you crying?"

Mr. Zhang couldn't help asking.

When Fang Yiyi heard this, he felt his face getting wet.

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face and said in a trembling voice:

"With these several hundred kilograms of potatoes and sweet potatoes."

"It won't be long before the people of the Tang Dynasty will no longer go hungry."

"When I thought about the Tang Dynasty's strong military and abundant food and clothing, I couldn't help crying."

After listening to Fang Yiyi's explanation, Mr. Zhang felt a sudden pang of sadness in his nose and shed tears of excitement.

Fang Yiyi walked out of the room.

He looked at the blue sky and felt that the future was infinitely broad.

He said loudly:

"When the sky is bright, it will be clear! When the sky is bright, it will be clear!"

A sudden shout.

The widows around were all shocked.