"Hey, have you ever heard of potatoes?"
Several officials' servants gathered in private, and one of them, wearing a green turban, asked proudly.
"No, what is that?"
"Never heard of it!"
The slave laughed proudly!
"Hahaha, this is a divine thing given by the young master. You don't even know this, let me tell you!"
Scenes like this can be seen almost everywhere in the streets and alleys. Officials are all proud of receiving the potatoes donated by Fusu himself, as if this is not food, but the highest honor!
If they are officials in the same dynasty, when talking about it, the officials who own potatoes will obviously have a lot of confidence in speaking. Even if the official position is low, they still have confidence!
Those officials who had not received Fusu's gifts were filled with envy when they heard about this incident, and they only regretted why they did not squeeze forward!
Such a strange trend actually evolved into the "Bean Party" a few years later
This is a later story, and the same is true in the harem at this time.
After many palace maids and guards were given potatoes, they regarded them as treasures and planned to take them back to their hometowns to plant for their parents. However, Fusu personally issued an order to let them all eat them so that they would not have to worry about the future seeds, so they carefully cooked and ate them. .
At this time, in the Shangjun military camp, Meng Tian, who was wearing armor, frowned.
He flipped through the military newspapers on the table and sighed.
The deputy general Hu Yanbao next to him asked carefully: "General, what's wrong?"
"Food, food..."
Meng Tian shook his head and punched the chopping board, feeling heartbroken.
"Although the army is in short supply of food now, it can still barely sustain itself, but the situation is different for the people. Nowadays, many people cannot pay for the army food, and their houses are empty. How can I explain this to the young master..."
The heroic and loyal Meng Tian is proficient in military strategy, but he is also blind when it comes to people's livelihood.
"Why don't you report it to Xianyang and ask the young master to make a decision?"
Huyanbao asked tentatively.
Meng Tian glared at him with a cold face, and Hu Yanbao, a nine-foot-tall man, suddenly shrank his neck and did not dare to say anything more.
"Now that the world is uncertain, the First Emperor has just passed away, the traitors from the Six Kingdoms are still intent on evil, chaos is gradually arising, and the young master is already in dire straits in Xianyang. At this time, we and other ministers want to distract the young master, won't we become useless?!"
Meng Tian reprimanded him coldly, but Hu Yanbao did not dare to refute a word.
But Meng Tian still couldn't think of how to solve it. Hu Yanbao gritted his teeth and was about to speak when he heard the guards outside hurried in.
"General, Mr. Xianyang has sent someone!"
"Please!"
Meng Tian's expression tightened, and he quickly stood up and walked out to greet him.
The envoy didn't wait for him to come out to greet him. He took a walk and strode into the military camp. Meng Tian was about to kneel down at the first sight, so the envoy hurriedly helped him.
"Young master, you have your destiny. General Meng doesn't have to kneel down!"
"Meng Tian meets the angel!"
Meng Tian ignored him and knelt down abruptly, the armor on his body rattling.
The envoy quickly helped him up, and then waved to have several carts of potatoes pushed into the military camp. He smiled and spoke.
"General, this is the treasure given to you by the young master!"
"Baby! What kind of baby is this?"
Hu Yanbao glared, this black thing is all dirt, what kind of treasure is it!
After Meng Tian thanked him, he felt doubly confused. Before he could ask, the envoy told Meng Tian everything about the potatoes, and also demonstrated how to boil potatoes on the spot.
Meng Tian, who had been fighting for his whole life, was filled with tears of hero for a moment while holding the cooked potatoes.
