The two looked at each other and smiled, leaning forward and back together.
After a long time, the numbness in their mouths gradually eased, and then they spoke.
"Chili pepper is the best spice in the world!" Wang Li sighed.
Although it has a lot of staying power, the fragrance is really fragrant.
After chatting for a while, Zhao Si noticed that the sky was getting darker, so he said, "It's getting late, it's time for me to leave."
Wang Li waved his hand: "We are not allowed to leave before we finish talking about overseas scenery!"
After saying that, Wang Li patted the side with a smile and said, "Today, you and I will sleep together!"
It may sound like someone is trying to lock up a man, but this is a high-end way of expressing friendship in this era.
It means the advancement of the friendship between the two. To say the least, sleeping together is just a strange meaning imposed by the development of the Internet. There was no Internet when I was in school, and they would pull the iron beds in the dormitory together and chat. Not a few.
In ancient times, sleeping together was something that could only be unlocked after friendship reached a certain level.
It's not really just two big men hugging each other, it's just sleeping on the same bed. The bed in this era is actually quite big, and the two of them basically can't touch each other.
Zhao Si smiled and said: "Good!"
He knew that Wang Li's improvement in his friendship was not something that could be achieved by a hot pot meal.
Goldfinger is also a very important factor.
For Wang Li, getting along with Zhao Si was very relaxed, casual and comfortable.
When Zhao Si learned his identity, he was not arrogant but respectful. Although he was surprised, everything was as usual.
At the same time, there are many stories about Zhao Si, a small number of stories attract women, and a large number of stories attract people of the same sex.
At a young age, Zhao Si dared to seize a ship and go to sea, drifting overseas, and lived up to the king's orders. For Wang Li, who was also in his youth, he even had an inexplicable yearning and even worship.
In addition, there were some people who liked Zhao Si from the beginning, so the friendship sublimated after a good meal.
Men's friendships rarely last forever. In many cases, you can tell whether this person is right for you and whether he can become a close friend after a meal or a few words.
It was already dark, but the voices of the two people inside the house could still be heard from time to time.
Until the moon was at its peak, the sound of snoring could be heard in the house.
When he woke up the next day, Zhao Si led the crew to sow sweet potato, potato, corn and other vegetable and fruit seeds to plan the land.
Zhao Si's farming skills are not very high, but potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn are not very delicate crops, so there is no problem in growing them, not to mention that there are soldiers to help with the cultivation.
Vegetable sowing is not a big problem, mainly fruits. Zhao Si doesn’t know about sparse planting, let alone the Qin people, they have never seen it at all, so Zhao Si can only choose to broadcast sparse planting in the end.
Bringing back fruit seeds is nothing more than enriching Daqin's local agricultural and sideline products. There is no need for yield, just grow them and gradually promote them in the future.
It will be a few days before all the seeds are sown.
Hundreds of acres of land have been sown. Except for sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn, which are intensively planted to determine the yield, the rest of the seeds are for breeding, so they are all broadcast and sparsely planted, as long as they can grow.
Zhao Si stood under the tree and looked at the plowed fields, his eyes full of longing.
If you sow a seed in spring, you can harvest a large number of crops that do not belong to Da Qin.
These things will slowly spread throughout the world, and eventually spread throughout the Qin Dynasty, adding to the splendor and beauty of the Central Plains.
Zhao Si, when the harvest comes, he can finally have a delicious hot pot meal with coriander seasonings for dipping.
Tahini, sesame oil, peanuts, pepper, spinach, lettuce...
"Tsk! When the harvest comes, you can have a delicious meal!" Zhao Si pointed to the field and said to Wang Li.
Wang Li also nodded, showing a longing expression.
After a few days, Zhao Si and Wang Li were already hanging out together, and Wang Li even took Zhao Si out to have a drink in the camp.
Even Wang Li planned to give Zhao Si a few singers and dancers.
He is indeed Zhao Si's half-brother.
In this era, the customs in this regard were relatively open, and it was common for people who were familiar with it to bring their maids, singers, and dancers to their guests.
However, Zhao Si was thin-skinned. The most important reason was that Zhao Si had not yet settled down in Xianyang. Even if Wang Li sent him away, there would be no place to put him, so he politely refused after meeting his needs.
"Can the sweet potato yield really be 500 kilograms per mu?" After getting to know Zhao Si, Wang Li really became interested in Zhao Si's affairs.
In the past few days, I have been asking about the yield of sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn, and arranged for soldiers to pay attention to the growth and be responsible for pest control and irrigation. They were even more attentive than Zhao Sidu.
Wang Li is not a fool. He knows that the real impact of this thing's yield data is not small. Five hundred kilograms is not a small amount. As for corn, although the yield per mu is not much different, it is only half the production cycle of wheat. It is also a top priority.
If this thing turns out to be a mess in the end, Zhao Si's credit for living up to the king's orders and returning to sea may be greatly compromised.
As for the crime of deceiving the emperor, it is not a crime. It is nonsense to be beheaded if the seeds cannot be planted.
Zhao Si's ability to resolutely seize the ship and go to sea when Xu Fu defied the king's order and stayed in Fusang was already a great achievement.
Just the merit of living up to the king's orders and returning from the sea is enough to directly upgrade Zhao Si's title to three levels, which is still a small amount, guaranteeing a noble title.
This is positive material, politically correct, there is no doubt that no one can criticize it.
The reason why the credit has not been given now is because of new crops such as sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn.
These crops can be grown, and if the yield is not much different from what Zhao Si said, the effect will be that one plus one is greater than two.
Start as a government official with a minimum guarantee.
But if it fails to grow, Zhao Si may be treated coldly.
The First Emperor would even send people to personally go overseas to check the situation and verify whether what Zhao Si said was true.
The title is secondary. The level of the title does not reflect the size of the official position or whether the saint's grace is strong.
Wang Li also read books and knew that Zhao Si's return was of great significance.
Therefore, Wang Li attaches great importance to the growth of these crops.
"Don't worry, I said the yield of 500 kilograms per mu is less." Zhao Si said with a smile.
"Huainan is called orange, and Huaibei is called orange..." Wang Li said, his worry was not unreasonable.
Fortunately, Zhao Si is a time traveler.
"I'm not sure if this will happen with other seeds, but sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn can definitely be grown!" Zhao Si put his hand on Wang Li's shoulder.
Wang Li could see Zhao Si's confidence, nodded and said: "Great kindness! If it really succeeds, I'm afraid my brother will rise to the top!"
As a third generation person who has been exposed to a large amount of political information since childhood, Wang Li still has some political intuition.
"Have you thought about what you will do in the future?" Wang Li asked.
Zhao Si suddenly paused...
Yes...what about the future?
