Zhao Yan kissed a wolf, and a heat came from his delicate body in his arms, which made his lower abdomen feel like they were going to get out of fire. Since his time travel, he has not been close to women, so it is uncomfortable to hold it in a good manner.

Yuan'er's face was flushed and fell softly in Zhao Yan's arms. Only then did she recover some strength. Her weak slender hands pushed and refused on Zhao Yan's chest. She umbrellas and separated from Zhao Yan's red lips and begged: "Young master, you'll have dinner later, don't..."

"Haha! I understand." Zhao Yan was not so anxious, and patted Yuan'er on her buttocks and said, "Take a bath, take a bath."

"Yeah!" Yuan'er's pretty face blushed and she took Zhao Yan to the bathroom.

After a while, Yuan'er prepared a large bucket of hot water. Zhao Yan took off all his body and jumped into the bathtub. After staying in the barracks for half a month, a layer of dirt was accumulated on his body.

Yuan'er gently massaged Zhao Yan's shoulders. Her soft hands made Zhao Yan hum comfortably, and she lay in the bathtub but didn't want to move.

The heroic tomb of the Gentle Land, the ancients really did not deceive me! Zhao Yan closed his eyes and thought in his heart.

If he hadn't encountered this chaotic world in the late Ming Dynasty, he wouldn't have trained any soldiers. It would be great if he would have earned some money to fall in love with the cute little Yuan'er!

What a pity! This is the end of the Ming Dynasty.

If it does not develop, everything will pass by.

"Yuan'er, how about we wash together?" Zhao Yan suddenly turned around and showed a bad smile to Yuan'er. Yuan'er bit her lip, blushed her face and shook her head, "No."

Seeing her shy look, Zhao Yan laughed and stopped teasing her.

After a while, Yuan'er suddenly advised: "Young master, don't work so hard in the future, as you will get tired of your body."

"Time doesn't wait for anyone! I can't do anything about it!" Zhao Yan smiled bitterly. Everyone has the surname Iron, so he is naturally the same. Just thinking of the ancestors who were covered with braids and like slaves under the Qing Dynasty, he felt a chill and kept whipping him to fight.

"What are you worried about?" Yuan'er sensitively discovered that Zhao Yan seemed to be planning something these days, and there were some things that made him very afraid of.

"The world is going to be in chaos, the court is unreliable! Now it can only rely on itself." Zhao Yan, who was exhausted, couldn't help but sigh.

"How could that happen?" Yuan'er asked in confusion.

"I can't do it yet! There are constant famines in the world, the court is unable to help, and the thieves destroy production everywhere, and the court will not be able to collect silver. Without silver, there will be no military pay. Without military pay, even the official army will follow the thieves, and the result will get worse and worse. It's okay if the thieves are just thieves. The problem is that Jiannu has entered the pass from time to time and makes trouble, so that the court cannot concentrate its efforts to eliminate the thieves." Zhao Yan smiled bitterly, and the girls always don't care much about this.

"In the end, the imperial court has no money and no soldiers to fight. The bandits and the Qing Dynasty will pounce on them and defeat the Ming Dynasty. The bandits are just a group of mobs. How can they beat the Qing Dynasty? When the Han Dynasty reaches the Han Dynasty, they will become aliens. Do we Han people have a good life? So we need to train some soldiers. In the future, the world will be in chaos and we will not be beaten or killed."

"Yuan'er understands." After listening blankly, Yuan'er nodded and frowned, saying, "It's all Yuan'er's bad, so you can't help the young master."

"Haha! If you want to help me, read the book well." Zhao Yan said with a smile.

"Well! Yuan'er is already studying very seriously." Yuan'er couldn't help but feel excited when she thought of studying. Since Zhao Yan allowed her to read in the study, she would go to the study every day.

Once, Zhang was discovered. Zhang asked her why she went to the study to read. Yuan'er said that the young master asked her to read it, but Zhang was silent for a while and didn't say anything more. Obviously, she also acquiesced to her behavior.

"Hey! That's right!" Zhao Yan suddenly thought of something, thinking about something in a daze.

Zhao Yan thought of the difficulties in talent. Although the talents of this era are also good, many of them still do not meet his requirements.

It is imperative to cultivate talents by yourself. Education is the hope of a nation. If you do it earlier, you may be able to teach some talents that can be used in seven or eight years.

As long as you sow the seeds and form an education system that meets your needs, you will not have to worry about this education system in the future, but the energy source of talents will be continuously supplied.

Everything needs to be improved now, but I don’t have that much time to run a school. Why not teach Yuan'er to use pinyin first, then ask her to teach students to recognize words, and then teach students other aspects by themselves.

This idea is good.

If Yuan'er can't teach, she can find two teachers to assist her, but the premise is that these teachers must first learn pinyin and other things, and teach students according to Zhao Yan's educational method.

Zhao Yan was thinking, suddenly the sound of footsteps came from outside the bathroom, and Zhao Quan's voice was heard outside: "Young Master, the person who sent to Fujian to find sweet potatoes is back."

"Sweet potato, I'm back~!" Zhao Yan stood up from the bathtub with a thud and said to Yuan'er, "Hurry up, I'm going out to have a look."

"Young Master, you haven't washed it yet! It's time to go and see it later." Yuan'er reached out and gently pressed Zhao Yan back into the bathtub, but she disagreed when she saw Zhao Yan going out.

"Okay! Okay! Let's wash it quickly." Zhao Yan said as he quickly washed the dirt on his body, and soon washed his body clean.

Wiped her body clean, put on her clothes with Yuan'er's help, and then Zhao Yan ran out quickly.

Seeing Zhao Quan, he hurriedly asked, "Uncle Quan, where are they?"

"It's outside!" Zhao Quan said.

"Let's go and have a look." Zhao Yan said, and Zhao Quan nodded and followed.

When the two of them arrived outside the house, they saw two big trucks filled with big bags.

"Young Master...Young Master." Two servants sent to Fujian stood up to greet him. Zhao Yan smiled gently, "Thank you for your hard work, each of them will receive thirty taels of silver later."

"Mr. Xie." The two servants were overjoyed.

"Where is the sweet potato?" Zhao Yan walked to the two big cars and asked the two servants.

"This car is sweet potato." The servant quickly moved a large sack out of the car and quickly untied the bag. As expected, stems with some soil were exposed inside. It was the sweet potatoes that had yielded tens of thousands of kilograms per mu in later generations.

Zhao Yan reached out and took out a sweet potato, and with a snap, he immediately smelled a familiar smell.

No child from a poor family has ever eaten sweet potatoes! Zhao Yan's family was very poor when he was a child. He often ate this food when he was a child and was very familiar with sweet potatoes.

Although this thing was a bit boring to eat, Zhao Yan was extremely happy at this moment. This thing is a magical weapon, right! It maintained the oppressive rule of the Qing Dynasty for three hundred years. What is it not a magical weapon?

Speaking of the prosperous era of the Qing Dynasty, the prosperous era of the Kanggan period should be called the "sweet potato period" and the prosperous era of the sweet potato period". With this, even if the Qing Dynasty imposes heavy taxes, it will not starve people to death. By the way, the Qing Dynasty's entry into the pass will destroy the world in a mess, and as a result, the agricultural tax collected is even more than that in the Ming Dynasty.

It can only be said that Chongzhen was born at the wrong time and was in the period when sweet potatoes first entered China. Although officials in the late Ming Dynasty recommended this thing, they did not succeed in saving the fate of the Ming Dynasty because the people did not recognize this thing, but they ended up being cheaper in the Qing Dynasty.

"Haha, OK, OK." Zhao Yan laughed loudly and asked again: "Have you brought back several other things?"

"Report to the young master, you have brought it back." The two servants immediately opened several other bags, including potatoes, peanuts, corn, and sorghum.

"Young Master, what is this?" asked a voice. Zhao Yan looked back and saw that Zhang Buyun, who had just appeared in this morning, was studying carefully with a sweet potato.

"This thing is called sweet potato. In Fujian people call it sweet potatoes and yams. If you can plant it carefully, the annual output of four or five thousand kilograms per mu is not a problem." Zhao Yan was in a good mood and explained to Zhang Buyun.

"Four or five thousand pounds!" Zhang Buyun was shocked by the number, and after a while he came to his senses, he was a little disbelief and asked, "Can you eat it as food?"

"Of course," Zhao Quan said with emotion: "When the master was in Zhangpu, he lost his family. He ate this for a while. It seemed that he had eaten it for several months and had a pale face and thin skin."

"It's okay to work together with some egg, milk and meat. You can also cook it with rice." Zhao Yan waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and put these Dongzang Province into the cellar, don't freeze it."

"With this thing, hegemony can be achieved." Zhang Buyun whispered to himself.
Chapter completed!