Since he was willing to give it a try, Wang Yue naturally didn't refuse. Still, he thought it was a little unreliable. Looking at Li Chuan, whose eyes were full of expectation, he said tentatively, "I know you want me to become your brother-in-law so your sister can return and give the emperor an explanation."
"Rong'er is my disciple, after all. I can agree to that, but I'll pass on becoming an official."
Li Chuan hadn't expected Wang Yue to see through his real intentions so quickly. He knew he couldn't play dumb with a clever person; otherwise, he'd be the fool.
But he believed his sister genuinely liked Wang Yue, so he said earnestly, "Brother-in-law, I did have an ulterior motive, but it's true that my sister likes you. I just don't know how much."
Wang Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The boy had already started calling him "brother-in-law." He waved a hand and said, "Hurry back with your sister. She's bringing so many sweet potatoes and potatoes this time, and those ignorant people won't believe her so easily."
Li Chuan wasn't worried at all. In fact, he sounded rather pleased with himself as he said, "Before I came back, I made sure people spread the word. Anyone who visits Rongcheng through the merchants traveling back and forth will see that these two crops are high-yielding."
"Even without the court promoting them, I'm sure the common folk will grow them themselves. After all, they don't take up any good farmland, so it doesn't matter if the court officials don't believe us."
Watching Li Chuan's smug expression, Wang Yue shook his head helplessly. The boy had some sense, but he was still thinking too simply.
In the long run, the crops would naturally spread little by little.