Zhang Chengde broke out in cold sweat after hearing this, and quickly asked: "Dad, why didn't you tell me about such a big thing earlier?"

Zhang Guozheng glared and said: "You kid likes to dance with those literati every day. How can you know about such a big thing? I originally wanted to take this secret to the grave, but I didn't expect that something happened now. This

Who sent these things?”

After hearing Zhang Guozheng's question, Zhang Chengde remembered the person who delivered the letter outside the door, and quickly asked someone to escort Fan Tong in. The father and son wanted to question him in detail.

Fan Tong was caught and knelt outside the door for half an hour. At this time, he had long forgotten about getting rich, and silently thought in his heart that as long as he got out safely and alive, it would be fine.

Fan Tong was brought into the house, and Zhang Chengde didn't even ask. He told the whole story like he was pouring beans out of a bamboo tube. At the same time, he didn't dare to hide the mineral water bottle privately, so he told him everything.

Zhang Guozheng looked at the transparent bottle in his hand and said nothing. Although Qiongzhou is not inland, it is located in a strategic transportation hub and has many Western gadgets, but this is the first time he has seen this kind of bottle.

When Zhang Chengde saw that his father was silent, he waved his hand and asked Fan Tong to be taken out. After no one was in the room, he asked in a low voice: "Dad, do you think these people are real?"

Zhang Guozheng stroked the bottle and said: "Since you know the secret of our family, there is an 80% to 90% chance that it was the person who lived in the second house back then!"

Second bedroom? Why is there another second bedroom? Zhang Chengde thought that his ancestor was Zhang Youguang's only son, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"Back then, Gong Zhang adopted Zhang De, the ancestor of our family, and came to Qiongzhou. After arriving in Qiongzhou, Gong Zhang married a local and gave birth to a biological son named Zhang Li. This Zhang Li is the ancestor of Erfang!"

Zhang Chengde was a little confused when he heard this. There were hundreds of Zhang family members in Qiongshan, all of whom were from Zhang De's lineage. Why had he never heard of Zhang Li?

"Dad, where did Zhang Li go after that? How come it was Zhang De, the ancestor of our family, who inherited the position of Thousand Households?"

"Hey, this should be thanks to Zhang Gong Renyi. When Zhang De came of age, Zhang Gong passed the hereditary thousand households to Zhang De, but not to his biological son Zhang Li, so Zhang Li left in anger and vowed never to do it again.

After Zhang De came back, he sent someone to look for this younger brother after he inherited Qianhu. He heard that he had seen him in Luzon, but Zhang Li did not come back. After several generations, this matter was forgotten.

Only the family heads of the past generations know a little bit about it.”

Zhang Chengde became even more worried after hearing this. Could it be that the people from the second house are coming back now and are planning to take over his thousand households?

"Dad, are the people from the second room coming back and planning to take back this Qianhu? My son will never be handed over!"

Zhang Chengde spent a lot of money to inherit this thousand households. How could he give it away so easily?

Zhang Guozheng glanced at his useless son and cursed: "Our family has been running this Haikou institution for seven generations and more than 200 years. How can he just ask for it back with empty words? Do you think all the adults in the court are following you?"

Are you still eating dry food?"

Zhang Chengde was scolded by his father, but he breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't come to seize his position.

"Dad, what should we do now? Since the second wife comes back to visit relatives, shouldn't we receive her properly?"

Zhang Guozheng shook his head and said: "This is the problem. If the second wife and her family move back, the news that our family is Zhang Shicheng's orphan will be leaked sooner or later. Then it won't be a matter of you losing your official position. It won't be a matter of whether you can save your head!"

"

After listening to what Zhang Guozheng said, Zhang Chengde became worried again: "Dad, what should we do? My son will send people to kill them all as Japanese pirates?"

Zhang Guozheng pondered for a while and shook his head: "No, you send someone to pick them up first to ask about the situation, no! Don't send outsiders, you go with forty servants yourself!"

Of course, this is not because Zhang Guozheng is kind-hearted and doesn't want to kill people. This old guy has been fighting in Yunnan and Guizhou for many years. How can he care about a few lives? He is afraid that there are still people in the second room staying in Nanyang, in case the news of these people being killed spreads to Nanyang.

, in the end, the only one who is unlucky is himself.

Zhang Chengde nodded in agreement and went out with forty servants, letting the frightened Fan Tong lead the way to the beach of Haidian Island.

At this time, Zhao Zhikuan's family didn't know that they were already at the gate of hell. Zhao Zhikuan was persuading his wife, while Zhao Fuxiang's family was packing up the things in the car. After all, now that we have traveled to the Ming Dynasty, it seems that we can't return to the next life. In this case, we have to

Take stock of the useful things you have on hand and see what you can use.

In addition to the rented Buick commercial vehicle, Zhao Fuxiang also brought a camping tent, intending to go camping in Sanya. Unexpectedly, it was so cold this winter, and the tent was still unpacked in the trunk. In addition to the tent, there were some instant noodles and sausages.

and other convenience foods, as well as gas stoves and kitchen utensils for camping.

Zhao Heng opened a black convenience bag and exclaimed, "There are potatoes in this, this is a time-travel artifact!"

When Sun Jing heard her son say this, she remembered that these were potatoes, tomatoes, cucumbers, green peppers and other seasonal vegetables he bought. Sun Jing is a pure Northeastern person and really couldn't get used to Hainan's food, so she bought some vegetables and prepared to make them by herself.

Fan, who knew we had traveled to the Ming Dynasty together?

Zhao Fuxiang also came over to take a look and said with a smile: "With this thing, we can be invincible. My wife has made a great contribution!"

Sun Jing rolled her eyes at Zhao Fuxiang and asked, "Why were there no potatoes in the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhao Heng carefully collected the bag of vegetables and said: "Mom, you don't know, although potatoes were introduced to China in the Ming Dynasty, large-scale planting was only in the Qing Dynasty. During the Qianlong period, China could feed hundreds of millions of people. Potatoes and corns made great efforts.

!”

After hearing what her son said, Sun Jing felt a little regretful and said, "If I had known this, my mother would have bought more corn!"

"Don't worry, my wife, this is the Ming Dynasty. Corn should have been introduced to China. Our mother studied agriculture. To cultivate high-yielding corn, don't we just pinch it with our hands?"

Zhao Heng then remembered that grandma was an agronomist and said happily: "Yes, grandma has a place to use this time. Hainan is the hometown of Chinese rice. I heard that the rice base of future generations will be in Hainan. With grandma as a great god

, we will definitely be able to cultivate high-yielding rice!”

Grandma Ma Guilan in the distance heard her grandson's words and laughed and said: "My dear, you are wrong. Your grandma and I are from the Northeast. What crop is grown most in the Northeast? Of course it is corn, so I can only cultivate corn but not rice!"

Zhao Heng hugged his grandma, gave her a kiss, and said with a smile: "Grandma is naturally the most powerful. When I am stable, I will find corn for grandma to plant, and strive to cultivate high-yielding corn as soon as possible!"

"Kid, high-yield crops are not as simple as you think. If there are no improved seeds, it will take at least ten years to reach the yield per mu of future generations. However, these potatoes can produce a large amount of food in a short time!"

Ma Guilan picked up a potato, looked at it, and said: "This is Jinguan No. 2 studied by South China Agricultural University. It takes about 65 days from seedling emergence to maturity. The plant shape is upright, with few branches, and the plant height is about 60 centimeters. The tubers are large and commercially available.

The potato yield is over 90%.”

Professionals are indeed different. Zhao Fuxiang asked from the side: "Mom, what's the yield per acre?"

"If the land fertilizer is suitable, the first generation can achieve a yield of five thousand kilograms per mu, but it will degrade after the second generation. However, after cultivation, the fourth generation will start to stabilize the output and can reach about three thousand kilograms!"

Zhao Fuxiang was overjoyed when he heard that the grain output in the Ming Dynasty was not estimated to be high. Now this kind of potato can produce three thousand kilograms per mu. What else can it be if it is not a magic weapon? Zhao Fuxiang knows that these humble potatoes are the key to his future dominance.

, quickly and carefully put the potatoes away to avoid any damage.

Zhao Heng saw Grandpa and said happily: "Didn't Grandpa say that there is nothing to do after retirement? In this era when the industry is basically blank, Grandpa can flex his muscles, right?"

Zhao Zhikuan had just made his wife happy. He was in a very good mood. He smiled and said: "Boy, is it as easy as you think to rebuild an entire industrial system? Your grandfather is an electrical engineer. He works in a thermal power plant and can generate electricity.

, but it’s not okay to make steel to make weapons!”

After Zhao Zhikuan finished speaking, he glanced at his daughter-in-law Sun Jing and said, "Your mother has a place to be useful. The infant mortality rate was very high in ancient China. Your mother is a pediatrician, so she should be able to flex her muscles!"

Sun Jing smiled while cleaning up: "Dad, I studied pediatrics, not obstetrics. The high infant mortality rate in the Ming Dynasty was mainly due to birth problems, but improving infant nutrition can reduce mortality on a large scale!"

Seeing that his family members were all in high spirits, Zhao Fuxiang also smiled and said: "Yes! Our family is all technical. As the saying goes, we can travel all over the world with one skill. It seems that we will not have a problem surviving in this era!"

Zhao Heng knew that his father was a township cadre. He didn't study well back then, so he went to a technical secondary school to study secretarial work. In 1995, he was assigned to a technical secondary school, and he has been working in the townships since graduation. He has countless rural work experience, but this technology is different from

He can't be relied upon at all.

"Dad, aren't you a secretarial student? There were no better materials in the Ming Dynasty. In addition, the Ming Dynasty only used traditional Chinese characters, so no one knows your simplified Chinese characters!"

When Zhao Fuxiang heard that his son was pushing against him, he said angrily: "What? Your father has rich experience in officialdom. I should be able to be a local official!"

"Dad, all the officials in the Ming Dynasty came from the imperial examination. You were almost illiterate in the Ming Dynasty, so you still want to be an official?"

Zhao Fuxiang was speechless after being retorted by his son. He was so angry that he was about to curse, when silhouettes of people moved in the mangroves and a group of people appeared on the beach.

This group of people is different from Fan Tongke who came just now. They are all wearing Zha armor, and the quality is obviously much better than that of Fan Tong. The knife in their hand is not rusty, but a shining steel knife. This group of sergeants

There were thirty or forty people, all of them tall and tall. Of course, this was compared with Fan Tong, but not as good as Zhao Heng and his son.

The Zhao family just came over to chat and joke, and forgot to send someone to guard the woods. Now seeing people surrounding them, it felt like something was wrong. Zhao Heng quickly picked up the bat and stood in front of the family. Zhao Fuxiang originally wanted to hide, but
Chapter completed!