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Chapter 1570 Can it really double the production?

The commander-in-chief personally ordered this matter to be done, which shows the high standard and formality...

But it's so formal that people can't help but be surprised.

Although most people are surprised just for a moment, Cheng Chumo is Cheng Yaojin's son after all. Although there is no such thing as a close friend, Mo Ruozi - after all, the experience of the younger generation is usually much worse than that of the father.

Few, but Cheng Chumo has also seen blood on the battlefield.

At the same time, Cheng Chumo at this moment has not just arrived in the northern border with Sun Simiao's escort convoy, but has been training here for several years.

Over the past few years, compared to the naive temperament he had when he was in Chang'an, Cheng Chumo now naturally has a sense of stability and reliability like his father Cheng Yaojin. Regardless of whether this feeling is true or not, Cheng Chumo's observation ability is high.

More, I have a much clearer perception of what is unusual about Cheng Yaojin's behavior than in the past... And because of what I observed, Cheng Chumo is now very unhappy.

Is there really something important to do? But this... isn't this just farming? It's not like I haven't planted the land in the eastern half of Europe with my own hands - what grows in this soil is ordinary wheat, ordinary wheat

Potatoes, ordinary sweet potatoes? They are no different from China...

Although he was shocked, Cheng Chumo was a martial artist after all.

Willpower is something that must be carefully controlled - if you want to force this old man to get out of here, he won't waver in the slightest.

But after all, it was Cheng Yaojin who personally issued the message to mobilize the entire army to carry out a large-scale farming campaign, which made Cheng Chumo realize that he might have to hibernate for the time being.

But of course... Dormitory is dormant. Since Wu's methods cannot be used, I can't help but write. Although I am not as brilliant as my eldest brother, Li Sheng, in terms of poetry, it is still quite easy to make up disgusting jokes.

After all, this is the Forbidden Army. A small team of ten people holds a secret meeting. If someone doesn't create twenty pornographic jokes on any given day, then he will be damned.

Although the coach suddenly spoke in person - and it was not "passing orders" from the Chinese army's main tent, but directly summoning the entire army for a lecture, this made it a bit uncomfortable not to be able to cause trouble.

But just like Cheng Chumo’s own observations and choices, Cheng Yaojin’s adjutant, and hundreds of soldiers similar to this adjutant who had some bad smells also understood that it seemed that this matter could not be done hastily, but could only be done slowly.

Picture of...

After all, creatures like the Forbidden Soldiers naturally hate literati, except for those who can explain all kinds of things clearly, can farm, fight, and sing hometown songs with the soldiers - but this kind of

After all, they are rare, so literati... literati can just play with it.

Although like Cheng Chumo, all the soldiers in the imperial army had no good impression of literati, and Sun Simiao's temperament as a famous doctor of the generation - it can be said that he was too dignified, quite similar to that.

So for a moment, a strange and subtle atmosphere... filled this military town in the northern border of China.

And this kind of breath...

Whether it is Cheng Yaojin or Sun Simiao, it is a familiar atmosphere. This is the scene at the end of the Sui Dynasty...

In a national war that killed half of the population, the strongest atmosphere in the entire China...

This breath once saved China, but also destroyed China. As the top elites of the Tang Dynasty, Cheng Yaojin and Sun Simiao, naturally... would not be unaware of it.

This evening.

More than ten days have passed since Sun Simiao first arrived at the military town in the northern border. It is no longer the time to wash away the dust. And today, after more than ten days have passed...

Cheng Yaojin seemed to have a bad complexion and didn't speak much all day long, which directly caused the soldiers of the imperial army at the Chinese army's tent to be a little trembling and panicked.

If you don't win the gold... As a general, of course you won't have time to explain to your subordinates "what's wrong with me". That night, a table of wine and food was set up to entertain Sun Simiao just like the first time.

After having a few drinks with Sun Simiao during the dinner, he looked at Sun Simiao carefully and said, "Old sir, can this new grain... really double the yield?"

The expression on Cheng Yaojin's face was very serious. After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment... and then said, "Old Cheng, I am a rough man and don't understand these delicate jobs, but since His Majesty specially invited the old gentleman to come out this time..."

"To be honest, sir, your Majesty actually wants to use this new grain as bait to lure the enemy, and is planning to plot against the Romans. But these Romans..."

Speaking of which, Cheng Yaojin's face revealed a look of solemn thought, and he continued, "The people of this Roman country heard His Majesty chatting with us in the army, and in the Han Dynasty

It said, 'Growing up in an ordinary way is like China', and it also said, 'It is a land of etiquette and etiquette'. We have been dealing with each other for several years now..."

Speaking of this, Cheng Yaojin let out a long sigh, "As expected, it is indeed extraordinary."

Cheng Yaojin’s words...

In fact, it is a bit contradictory. Normally, meeting a country with etiquette is a good thing, and it should not be a bad thing, but... first of all, this kind of "good thing" is only for ordinary people, because a country

Being in the state of "a state of etiquette" means that the country is in a peaceful and stable state.

This is a very rare thing for the Chinese people who have been fighting for more than half of their time. At least, for the current Chinese people who have just bid farewell to the war in the late Sui Dynasty, it has not been long.

For most people, that’s it. There’s nothing to say about a country with benefits, they are all good countries!

But Cheng Yaojin rarely showed a worried look... and this was completely different from Cheng Yaojin's image of a reckless man when he was young. Of course, because he has his own children and grandchildren, he has many things to worry about.

As we age, people will naturally become... more like an old man.

However, this statement is still very wrong, very abnormal, inconsistent, and logically conflicting.

However, Sun Simiao understood it in just a second, with a look of compassion on his face.

Yes……

Sun Simiao nodded.

When Cheng Yaojin saw this... of course he knew that Sun Simiao understood it, but he hadn't chatted with the true elites of China for a long time, which made Cheng Yaojin inexplicably talkative. Then he continued to talk, "This Rome is a country of etiquette.

Many of the methods that the Tang Dynasty can use are not easy to use, especially since the country also has its own etiquette system such as "Christianity". If it is an ordinary horseback country, even if it is stronger, I expect that the Tang Dynasty can also

Take care of it. But the Romans are obviously not economical..."

"If this bait is not enough, I can just donate my life here, but these army men..."


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