Sweet Potatoes

Zhou Wanwan hadn't expected that building a bridge would be so fast.

Luban Village is incredibly powerful, and Feng Yunting never expected to find so many capable people here. "My God! How was this bridge built? Building a bridge in mid-air, that's amazing!"

Zhou Wanwan walked directly onto the bridge, which was very smooth, and arrived on the other side, where there were hundreds of houses.

These were all golden houses obtained from the second prince, but all the gold inside has been removed.

It's just a row of ordinary wooden houses now, but it's still incredibly impressive.

Feng Yunting looked at Zhou Wanwan and said, "Are you still the leader of this mountain stronghold? So, are you going to accept the mission or not?"

Zhou Wanwan looked up at him and said, "What kind of task is it? If it's not difficult, I'm naturally willing to take it."

Feng Yunting said with a smile, "I want to bring my parents, brothers, and family over. I think your tree man is very interesting, and I'm willing to pay 100,000 taels."

Feng Yunting was truly wealthy; he asked for 100,000 taels of silver in one go.

Zhou Wanwan immediately accepted the order, and Feng Yunting said with satisfaction, "I'll take you to get the money tonight. I only know that my parents will be exiled to Ningzhou, but I don't know exactly where."

Zhou Wanwan chuckled, "What kind of place is Ningzhou?"

Feng Yunting sighed and said:

"Ningguta is quite far from here; it takes a whole day to get there. Few prisoners there survive."

Those who truly thrive there are either ruthless, have connections, or are wealthy.

There's another name for that place: Valley of Evildoers. Nobody wants to go to Ningzhou there.

Zhou Wanwan looked at him and said, "What are you saying! I'd love to go to Yongzhou. Let's eat now, esteemed guest."

This Feng Yunting is definitely super rich; soon a feast appeared in front of them.

The large earthenware bowl contained braised wild boar meat, with alternating layers of fat and lean meat.

Beside it was a pot of clear stewed pheasant soup, the broth milky white, with a few wild mushrooms floating on top, the aroma wafting straight into my nose.

There was also a plate of stir-fried wild rabbit pieces, and in the corner were piles of steamed sweet potatoes and boiled corn.

Not to mention the cold wild fern salad, drizzled with sesame oil, which was refreshing and helped cut through the richness.

There's also spinach, bok choy, green beans...

Feng Yunting was shocked:

"Do you still have so many vegetables here? Even in Beijing, it's not easy to find something like this."

How did you manage to do that?

Zhou Wanwan looked at him and said, "Try this, it's a sweet potato, and it tastes pretty good."

Feng Yunting frowned as he looked at her and said, "I've never heard of sweet potatoes before. I'll try them and see how they taste."

Feng Yunting took a bite, nodded, and said, "Not bad."

Zhou Wanwan looked at him with a smile and said, "Guess how many sweet potatoes you can harvest from one acre?"

Before Feng Yunting could reply, she said with a smile:

"The first harvest from the mountains of Black Wind Stronghold yielded over four thousand catties."

The second harvest yielded another 5,000 jin, bringing the total to over 9,000 jin from both harvests!

She pointed in the direction to the west of the village:

"Over there on the drying ground, there are still rows of dried sweet potatoes drying in the sun."

This sweet potato is drought-resistant and can be grown on hillsides and slopes. It has a high yield and is filling.

If you want seeds, I have plenty here; I can share some with you without hesitation.

Feng Yunting looked at her and said, "Such a high yield? This is simply a miracle! A mu of land can produce several thousand jin? I can't even imagine it."

Zhou Wanwan looked at him and said:

"Yes! I know you own many farms. With these sweet potatoes, you can produce even more sweet potatoes."

In the years that followed, my godmother also told you that.

Feng Yunting's gaze was intense as he said, "Just tell me directly, how much money do you want? Even if it's 100,000 or 200,000 taels, I'm willing."

Zhou Wanwan looked at him earnestly and said:

"I have no other intentions; these seeds are free for you."

But I have a small request.

Feng Yunting raised an eyebrow at her and said, "I'd like to hear what you, little girl, have to say."

Zhou Wanwan looked at him and said, "When things really get tough, I hope you'll use these sweet potatoes to help the disaster victims. That's my only request."

Feng Yunting was immediately filled with respect. He had thought Zhou Wanwan was very greedy, but he never expected her to make such a request.

Feng Yunting looked at her and said:

"Don't worry, I own more than 60 estates. As long as my estates produce sweet potatoes in the future..."

"If I encounter any disaster victims, I will definitely help them."

Zhou Wanwan nodded and said, "I'll give you 1,000 jin of sweet potatoes later. You can decide what to do with them! I'll also tell you how to grow sweet potatoes."

When a severe drought strikes, planting sweet potatoes can alleviate the disaster, or at least delay its spread.

Zhou Wanwan's efforts alone are not enough; she needs many people.

Feng Yunting suddenly spoke up, "Planting sweet potatoes takes a long time, doesn't it? I wonder if we'll have enough time."

Zhou Wanwan sighed and said, "We'll do our best."

Feng Yunting thought for a moment and said:

"I know a lot of people, many of whom are from the underworld. Would you be willing to take my orders?"

"It's all about taking on all sorts of missions. I think there are a lot of people in your stronghold; it's quite difficult for you to support them all by yourself."

Zhou Wanwan asked with some curiosity, "What kind of task? And what does 'taking an order' mean?"

Feng Jiao looked at Feng Yunting and said, "Third Brother, Wanwan is just a child. Why are you telling her all this? What kind of jobs can she possibly take?"

Feng Yunting laughed heartily:

"A child? Goodness, are you the only one who thinks she's a child? Do you know how amazing she is?"

I can't explain it to you. It's just a woman's perspective. I need to have a serious talk with Wanwan.

After Feng Jiao left in a huff, Feng Yunting looked at Zhou Wanwan and said in a serious tone:

Do you know that the martial arts world is divided into the Heaven Ranking, the Earth Ranking, and the Human Ranking?

The Human Ranking is the lowest rank, but even the jobs Human Ranking aren't ones that just anyone can take on.

With my limited abilities, the highest I can reach is the Earth Ranking.

Everyone on the Earth Ranking is quite capable.

They either have exceptional martial arts skills or possess unique techniques; ordinary people wouldn't even have a chance to fight back against them.

Feng Yunting continued:

"However, I can help you take on the tasks Human Ranking."

These tasks aren't difficult for us; they're just routine things.

He pulled a yellowed booklet from his cloth bag and said:

"Look, this is the latest task list on the Human Ranking."

"Take a look and see if there's anything you can do. I'll take it for you, and you'll get paid as soon as you finish."

Zhou Wanwan looked at the task list and her mouth twitched.

The list contained only trivial matters, such as the Zhang family losing a chicken and needing help finding it, or the Li Family needing to keep watch at night to prevent theft at their shop.

Or maybe it's just running errands for someone, delivering goods, which doesn't seem very interesting.

Turning to the last page, I finally found something decent: escorting a shipment to a neighboring town for a reward of ten taels of silver.

She closed the booklet, frowned, and shook her head, clearly not interested in the jobs.

Seeing her disappointed look, Feng Yunting laughed and said, "Looks like this isn't what you're looking for!"