There were all the shopkeepers in the drying yard. Everyone was sweeping their own wheat to bag, and they watched the weighing here.

But now no one cares about their own wheat, and even birds fly down and steal a bite. Seeing that humans are stupidly in a daze, they yell, which immediately attracted more companions.

Humans are not stupid, so when a child covers a gluttonous bird with a dustpan, the rest fly away.

Only then did the farmers wake up.

"A stone three dou and five liters?"

"No?"

"Even ancestors are not that taller than that."

"But everyone watches these acres of land every day, and no one touches anything!"

"have a look?"

“Another title?”

It’s like a poor man, suddenly someone comes to the door and says you have an inheritance to inherit, but the poor think it’s unreliable, even if you hold the check in your hand, it’s unreliable.

Increased income is a income that comes out of thin air for farmers, so it is not believed that it is the first reaction.

Zhao Zhongzhen said excitedly: "I'll do it again, I'll be very proud."

At this time, the people in the workshop were also alarmed and surrounded them.

This time, Zhao Zhongzhen was squatting by himself, and he even asked someone to take a scale and put two scales together to avoid errors.

It was already noon now, but no one said he was hungry.

Chen An couldn't bear it, so he asked someone to make a charcoal basin and some mutton was being grilled.

The mutton is sizzling with oil, and Chen An is not afraid of being hot, and he eats it happily.

"Come on some mustard."

The hot sauce prepared here is still a bit bad. Chen An re-made it and picked up a skewer of mutton with satisfaction. Just as he was about to eat it, someone snatched it from behind.

Who dares to seize food from a tiger's mouth?

Chen An turned around, but it was Chen Zhongheng.

There is another Zhang Ba Nian.

Not only is there a workshop worth a thousand gold medals in Shenjiazhuang, but there is also a village soldier, so being monitored is inevitable.

Since the fertilization of those three acres of land, this matter has probably fallen into the eyes of the Imperial City Department, but it just doesn't pay attention to it.

As soon as the result was released in the morning, the people from the Imperial City Department probably reported to Zhao Zhen. Zhao Zhen naturally didn't believe it, so he sent Chen Zhongheng to check it out.

Zhang Banian was watching the crowd, while Chen Zhongheng had already put a bunch of mutton into his mouth, which was so hot.

"It's so exciting!"

There is a Taotie living in this guy's heart, but he has treated his stomach badly recently, so he can't help it today.

He squatted beside him and started fighting with Shen An, and muttered, "Everyone is weighing, but you are so excited, but you are here to eat barbecue leisurely..."

"I'm happy."

Chen An grabbed the last skewer of mutton and said satisfied: "Those are not what."

Chen Zhongheng looked aloof and asked, "Do you have any other means?"

Zhang Banian also looked over with his face.

Chen An said lightly: "The miscellaneous learning of the Mangshan lineage is profound and profound, and it is related to the relationship between heaven, earth and man. If you can study it thoroughly, you can kill three or five ounces of one stone... believe me, it's just a joke."

If the grain yield per mu in later generations was expressed, Chen An would be regarded as a brainless person immediately.

But he firmly believed that this would be the day sooner or later.

"joke?"

Chen Zhongheng said dissatisfiedly: "You always feel so uncomfortable... How does it feel... It feels like looking down on us, and the look was smiling, ridiculous but a little contemptuous..."

"No!"

Chen An felt very wronged.

"No?"

Chen Zhongheng said: "You look at Han Qi like that..."

He acted with a look of contempt and said, "That's it."

Chen An naturally refused to admit it. Chen Zhongheng didn't worry about this with him, "Can Miscellaneous Studies really do this?"

"It really can't be true anymore."

Chen An looked at him, "If we can popularize miscellaneous studies, as long as tens of thousands of people create a genius, at that time, you will know that one stone is just a joke, and my Mangshan lineage will be famous in history and will be admired by future generations."

"That's the look!"

Chen Zhongheng turned around and asked Zhang Banian, "Did you see it? Are you contemptuous?"

Zhang Banian nodded and said, "That's what it means."

Chen An said embarrassedly: "It's just a habit, no sign of contempt."

Chen Zhongheng sneered: "You claim to be a master of miscellaneous studies. In the Imperial Academy, they can make a splash in the imperial examinations. In the Fuzhou and the southwest, in Xiongzhou, you won even the battles. Your Majesty praised you as a famous general... Of course, you looked down on us."

"real?"

Chen An said excitedly: "Does the official family really say that he is a famous general?"

Chen Zhongheng nodded reluctantly, Chen An said, "Then next time Han Qi says he is a famous general, may he refute him?"

Why is this person so... a villain successful?

A famous general who Zhao Zhen said in person!

Chen An was really proud.

After Di Qing left, most of the so-called famous generals in the Song Dynasty were not worthy of their reputation. For a moment, you said famous generals, and I said famous generals, which were messy, but no one could have been admitted by Zhao Zhen in person.

Now Shen An has been recognized.

If there is any war formation in the future, he will have the right to speak.

Whoever dares to question and reject his participation is only one sentence: "The official said that a certain general is a famous general."

"It's out, it's out!"

Chen Zhongheng and Zhang Banian passed by in a flash, and Chen An stood there and sighed: "Be calm, calm."

In the middle of the crowd, Zhao Zhongzhen picked up the paper and said solemnly: "Many calculations and weighing them... On average, the yield per mu of land is more than three mu of acres... One stone is three dou and five liters... There is no mistake."

There was silence around.

"God!"

An old farmer trembled and touched the bags, raised his head and shouted, "So many, I can eat enough, I can eat enough."

The people's lives are hard, and their only hope is the food in the fields.

Now there are more than two buckets of land per acre, which is a miracle, so they want to thank God.

"It's Appointment, who made a golden fat pill!"

Someone has made things right, which makes Chen An very pleased.

"Mr...."

The old man said: "A villain farms this place for a lifetime and eats openly for a few times. He has to stay for a while every year, thinking about when he will be able to eat full food. Two or five liters of rice will lead to full food today."

"My child shouted in the morning that he was not full of breakfast, but the wheat was not enough yet, so how could he eat him full... Next year... I have already made several pits of Jinfei Dan, and I will have a full meal next year and let the child have a full meal!"

Last time, Chen An handed over the method of making Jinfei Dan to several old farmers, and then taught it to the farmers in the village.

A farmer said in annoyance: "I didn't do it!"

Someone laughed and said, "We were all working on this Golden Pill at the beginning, but you said that it was a coaxing person. Now it's so good... your family will be hungry for a year."

"Does go!"

Chen Zhongheng and Zhang Banian squeezed in. He reached out to carry the sack, but almost got his waist scoop.

"That's right?"

He asked.

"That's right."

Zhao Zhongzhen raised the paper in his hand and said excitedly to Chen An: "Brother Anbei, it's done, it's done!"

Zhang Banian looked at somewhere, and there was a farmhouseman there nodded slightly.

"Langjun, that person should be from the Imperial City Department, so you want..."

"If you drive him away, there will be a second person."

Chen An would not do such stupid things.
To be continued...