Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times

Uncle Cheng looked at the man who was about his age and well-dressed, and hurried up to entertain him himself.

"That's potato vermicelli. Master, please rest assured to buy. The rice is grown on our own farm. The potato vermicelli is potato vermicelli made from ground potatoes..."

Master Tai of Jialing Mansion patiently listened to Third Uncle Cheng's words. He was shocked that potatoes were actually grown in that place in Youzhou Prefecture!

"Ben... I have eaten potatoes once, and they are so delicious and memorable that I want to eat them again after eating them once."

What he didn't say was that a few months ago, the commander of Jinyiwei passed by Jialing Mansion and gave him some.

What Jialingfutai said was the truth, he really wanted to eat potato vermicelli again, but unfortunately he couldn't find it within the scope of their Jialingfu city for several months.

"My surname is Chen, and my single name is Dong. May I ask the shopkeeper's last name?" Futai intends to make friends with Uncle Cheng.

Third Uncle Cheng quickly cupped his hands and said, "So it's Mr. Chen, disrespectful and disrespectful... My surname is Cheng, and I'm the third eldest. Everyone calls me Cheng third."

Uncle Cheng can't report his name, he is an exile, although the person in front of him may not remember his name.

However, Uncle Cheng knew Chen Dong. When he was young, Uncle Cheng's father-in-law was a master of the Qianfutai in Youzhou, and he knew the names of bureaucrats in various prefectures.

At that time, Chen Dong was still a number one scholar, and was appointed by the Holy Majesty to be a co-prefect in Jialing Mansion. Twenty years have passed.

Since Chen Dong is still in Jialing Fucheng, he is at least the master of Futai, and with Uncle Cheng in mind, he can think a lot.

Not only can he not cause trouble for Master Chu, but he also wants to spread their reputation in Xuanyan City.

He just said so much just now, and he just wanted to sell the grain in Xuanyan City at a good price.

"Excuse me, master, do you want to buy food? We grow our own food, so the price is relatively cheap..."

Cheng Sanshu enthusiastically introduced the grain production and varieties of Xuanyan City, as well as the farms.

Chen Dong smiled like a spring breeze, without any official airs: "I just came here to buy food."

"Oh, what kind of food do you need? I have all types of food here. In addition to rice, potato vermicelli, and dried meat for snacks, would you like to try it?"

"Jerised meat? Is it made from pork? Since the locust disaster last year, in our Jialing prefecture, it is a luxury for the people to eat a meal of pork. You actually still have pork for jerky!"

Chen Dong was filled with emotion, the military pay in the south was all from Youzhou, since the original Wu Futai fell.

The one named Mao is so powerful. The main reason is that Chen Dong and Mao Yiming are still classmates, but not good friends.

The two of them have always been, one is the oldest and the other is the second, they are natural rivals.

As Chen Dong, who has always been the oldest one, he naturally doesn't want to go to Mao Yiming at all. If someone else has achieved such an achievement, he would have sent a letter to learn from him.

Third Uncle Cheng was full of pride in the common prosperity, "After the locust plague, we also ran out of food and almost starved to death, but the imperial court sent a group of exiles..."

When Third Uncle Cheng learned that Chen Dong was the master of Taiwan in Jialing Mansion, he had planned long ago to guide the topic step by step, just to take this opportunity.

Propagating their Xuanyan City is also what their Master Chu meant, so they have been hiding.

This time they came out to exchange, they had to start their Xuanyan City door number, since they met Chen Dong, they would use him to spread the word.

Third Uncle Cheng was not guilty at all, and Chen Dong was trying his best to curry favor with them.

Hearing Uncle Cheng's words, Chen Dong was stunned on the spot, because he is a top scholar and has been in the government office for more than ten years.

He was also so surprised that he opened his mouth and could stuff an egg, "It turns out that Mao Yiming didn't grow so much food, that's great, haha..."

Third Uncle Cheng: "..." Mr. Futai, what is your point? Shouldn't you ask who the exiles are?

Obviously, the overjoyed Chen Dong didn't think about that at all: "Okay, now it's my turn, first weigh out some of each of your grains, and I'll take them home and try them slowly."

"Okay, wait a moment..."

Both Chen Dong and Uncle Cheng stood there watching, both of them had little Jiujiu in their hearts, but they didn't show it on their faces.

Cheng Sanshu's son was busy there, taking out a pen and ink to record something from time to time, and then asked the staff to weigh the food.

"Shopkeeper Cheng, what does that young man do? He looks like you." Chen Dong asked curiously.

"That's a dog, Cheng Xianping." Uncle Cheng introduced proudly.

"Looks like a talented person, is there a marriage?" Chen Dong wanted to betroth his daughter to Cheng Xianping.

"My eldest son has already made an engagement, and my younger son is sixteen years old this year and has not yet engaged."

Uncle Cheng thought of Madam Chu, who traveled thousands of miles and worked tirelessly to bring the girls back to the castle.

He thought that in Jialing Prefecture, it would be a good thing to kidnap a few girls, at least it would alleviate Madam Chu's worries.

So Third Uncle Cheng raised his head and said to Chen Dong with a sigh: "There is no shortage of food in our castle, but there is a shortage of girls. The teenagers we farm are all teenagers between the ages of fifteen and thirty."

"Old people always say that when boys grow up, they marry wives, and when girls grow up, they marry and have children."

"But after the locust plague, the girls couldn't stand the cold and hunger, leaving only the young teenagers to live strong. That's a miserable..."

The more Uncle Cheng talked, the more excited he became, and in the end even he himself was moved.

"God, we're better now, we don't have to worry about freezing to death and starving to death, there's so much food in our castle, what a pity! Boys and babies must be single..."

Cheng Xianping, Yang Yulong and the teenagers beside him were delighted when they heard this. They never dreamed of the usually serious Uncle Cheng.

Unexpectedly, it was Uncle Cheng who was acting like this with a stranger, just like a street rogue.

Yang Yulong asked Cheng Sanshu with his eyes: You can't do this, don't forget the rules of our castle.

Even if a girl is needed to get married, it must be done according to the rules in the castle, otherwise it is a violation of the city rules and will be punished by Mrs. Chu.

Third Uncle Cheng blushed: "Oh, look at my memory, I forgot about this, what should I do?"

"Brother, what did you forget?" Chen Dong also had an excited expression on his face: "Let's see, why don't you do this."

"How is it?"

Chen Dong thought for a while and suddenly his eyes lit up: "I think the daughters of many families in our castle are quite beautiful, why don't you find a matchmaker to introduce those girls to you first."

"Is this true?" Yang Yulong doubted: "If the good girl in your castle has already been engaged, how can it be our Xuanyan City's Erlang?"