The boss is dressed as cannon fodder

However, the county magistrate and his party did not enter Mr. Jiang's house, and they all walked towards the mountain. The villagers also followed curiously. Aren't peanuts and soybeans grown on Jiang Dao Mountain? What's there to see?

Then the villagers could not come forward, and two head catchers with knives stopped them all.

"This place is off limits!"

The villagers didn't dare to go against the government. They were just at a loss. They didn't visit Jiang Dao's house often, but the female family members often came and went. The land on this hillside is very barren and there are not many rabbits. Jiang Dao has never prohibited them from going up and down the mountain. Why is the government closing the mountain now?

From a distance, the villagers stood on their toes, and Jiang Dao's family could recognize them. The one in official uniform was the county magistrate, and there were a group of strong young men who were pulling things out with their heads down.

"What's going on?" Lao Chen asked dumbfounded. Did she see it right? The county magistrate was digging something on the ground with a shovel.

"What the hell is going on?"

The curious villagers asked a thin, dark boy who finally found a big tree with only one remaining fruit and immediately climbed up: "What is this county magistrate digging in the ground? Old Chen, is there gold or something in your land?"

Old Chen was at a loss. This slope was far away and barren. She had never farmed before, so she really didn’t know what was in this land, but...

"If there is gold, then that would be too much. Does he just want to keep it all to himself?"

Old Chen was angry. He knew clearly that the second family was not living a good life. This land originally belonged to the Jiang family. Even if there was gold, the two families would share it equally. Why did Jiang Dao find the county magistrate and want to find a backer to monopolize the gold? Old Chen was angry and decided that if the boss refused to hand over the gold, she would complain. So what about the county magistrate? Ero was a scholar, so it would be very convenient to complain to the government.

The thin black boy on the tree squinted his eyes, "It's not gold, it's round, brown, and a big bunch. It seems to be a vegetable? Or grain? Maybe it's medicinal materials?" He had never seen this thing before and was very unsure. say.

"Maybe it's a medicinal material as precious as ginseng." Some villagers' eyes lit up, "I heard someone say before that the old imperial doctor gave Jiang Dao a lot of medicinal materials. The medicinal materials in this field must be from Jiang Dao's family. I don’t know what kind of thing it is, but it can cure any disease. It’s so precious that even the county magistrate is alarmed.”

Medicinal materials? Old Chen frowned, it would be difficult for the boss to give up half of the benefits. After all, this was planted by Shun Niang, and the land was also allocated to Dafang.

The two government officials who were watching the road finally couldn't help but interject: "This is not a medicinal material, this is a kind of grain, grown by the Jiang family. Our county prince is very happy, saying that the emperor has a birthday gift for his 40th birthday."

Everyone took a breath, what kind of fairy food was this? It could actually be used as a birthday gift for the emperor!

Ouch, this thing grown by the Jiang family is going to be delivered to the emperor. Why do they think it is so unreal? The storyteller said that the food the emperor eats is grown with high-quality spring water instead of filthy farm manure such as excrement, and the pork he eats is fed with high-quality food.

How virtuous and capable Jiang Dao is, he actually grows food for the emperor! They had never seen him fetching spring water and farming.

***

Jiang He raised his eyebrows. A group of young people with good figures, no one ugly in appearance, and arrogance and evil spirits in their brows all looked like they were not ordinary people. The old imperial doctor's attitude made him more cautious.

"I said, old doctor, do you want them to help me harvest?" It seems that they are either the second generation of Quan from the imperial city or the second generation of the army. Do you want them to dig potatoes? Is it the right way to open them up by offering them a high altar, preparing good tea and wine, and then making rainbow farts?

The old imperial doctor glared at him angrily, "Isn't it nice to have someone help you for free?"

Jiang He frowned and said, "I'm worried that the potatoes are gone." He looked at the handsome young men with their eyes shining like they were digging for gold. He was so excited that no matter how he looked, his potatoes were gone forever.

The old imperial doctor patted him on the shoulder and said, "What are you afraid of? I won't take your money for nothing." He said, without asking who and where these young men came from from beginning to end. Sure enough, he was pretending to be stupid before.

The leading boy patted the soil on his hands and walked towards this side, "Your name is Jiang He? Did you plant these?"

Jiang He saluted, "Sir, I bought the seeds, but it was Clumsy Jing who planted the land." No wonder the leading boy has always remained aloof. It turns out he is still in the developmental stage, and when he opens his mouth, he quacks like a duck. Quack.

The old imperial doctor explained: "He was lame before."

The boy is fourteen or fifteen years old and has not yet grown up. He is more beautiful than handsome. No matter how you look at it, he is a noble boy made by a noble family with countless gold and silver. The contrast between the brown soil and his snow-white hands is particularly conspicuous, "You Have you read a book?”

Jiang He is neither humble nor arrogant, "I know a few words."

The boy with a male voice has already found out everything about Jiang He's eighteen generations of ancestors, including his partial mother and hypocrite younger brother. He was very curious now. With Jiang He's demeanor, he couldn't be thrown away as trash even if he wasn't blind. So how good must Jiang Hai be to ignore his eldest son?

Half an acre of land had been dug and potatoes were piled into a mountain. The young man's eyes were very excited. He was indeed lucky. When others heard that an acre of grain produced more than a thousand kilograms, they all laughed at it and regarded it as a joke. Only he came here with the idea of ​​relaxing. Now that it has been confirmed with his own eyes that this species weighs at least two thousand kilograms, the historian will definitely record it. He, the first person to excavate it, is destined to leave his name in history!

After all the potatoes were dug out, the county magistrate asked the head catcher to dig three feet into the ground so as not to miss a single potato.

"Master, we have weighed them all, a total of 3,100 kilograms!"

The county magistrate was a fat white man in his forties. He wiped his eyes and cried, "Woo woo, God bless my Da Qi, from now on, no one in my dynasty will starve to death."

Jiang He handed over a clean handkerchief very considerately, "This sloping land is not fertile, in fact, the yield per mu can be higher."

The county magistrate cried loudly, as if he was happy for the people of the world, but in fact, he was crying for himself.

The damn old imperial physician directly reported this matter to the emperor. If he had submitted a memorial, the credit would have been his... This is a great credit, he would have no problem entering the six ministries, and he could also civilize the whole Da Qi!

And this farmer named Jiang He is too ignorant. You have grown such a great crop, it would be better to report it to him early, would he still take credit for his work? But he was stupidly discovered by the old imperial physician... The old imperial physician's family are all doctors, this political capital is wasted!

Compared with the county magistrate's boast, the young man was much more sincere. He held the potatoes covered with mud in his hands, his eyes were a little red, and his voice was choked with sobs, "Some divine things, the people of Daqi are blessed, I just hope there will be no famine in the world! Imperial Doctor Luo, thanks to you..."

"My Lord..., this is also fate, everything is a coincidence." The old imperial doctor glared at Jiang He unhappily, "This fool is worried that the yield is too high and can't be eaten up, so he keeps asking me to take more home."

The young man now likes Jiang He very much, and he doesn't care that his voice will be heard by everyone and make fun of him, "Jiang Da O is not a scholar, how can he understand these."

"I think few scholars understand, they are all stupid." The old imperial doctor muttered.

"Master, let's transport these potatoes to the capital immediately, the emperor will definitely be very happy." A young man suggested.

The young man turned his head and looked at Jiang He, "Your name is Jiang He, you have made great contributions, I wonder if you are willing to go to the capital to meet the emperor?"

"Sir, but these potatoes are planted by my wife, I..."

Shun Niang, who had remained silent, quickly interrupted: "The seeds were bought by my husband." My husband is really something, he always blames her for any good things, and he doesn't think about how great an honor it is to meet the emperor, and it will bring honor to the family! Even if my second uncle passed the examination, he might not be able to meet the prefect, let alone the emperor.

"You two go together!" The young man was full of vigor and energy, and he dared to say that this was the best birthday gift for his father in forty years. His father must be happy to see the couple, after all, the future sowing depends on these two people.

Jiang He had to entrust his two daughters to Tao Hua Niang in a hurry, and left some silver for her to hire someone to collect peanuts and soybeans.

Tao Hua Niang excitedly promised Jiang He that she would raise the two little girls white and plump, and there was no need to worry about the hair flowers, she would send them to Ruyifang.

The village head was extremely disappointed. He had tried countless times to pass the guards and tell these big shots his identity, but was ignored.

He looked at Jiang He and regretted it so much that he wanted to jump into the river. Why was he deceived by Jiang Hai's appearance? If he was fairer and had not lost his conscience when dividing the family, Jiang He would definitely be willing to give him a point or two now.

These are big shots who have direct access to the sky. He will definitely never have the chance to meet such big shots again in his life.

Several elders regretted it so much. They have not had a good time these days. The women in the family blamed them, and the villagers in the village talked about them with ridicule. Why did they not want to be bribed by Jiang Er?

Will they still have prestige in the village in the future?