Chapter 227 You Are Not a Good Person, There Must Be Many People Who Want to Kill You in the Future

After leaving Uncle Fu's place, Zhao Lang came all the way to Mr. Tian's yard.

Tian Lao's body is still very strong, and there are a few more unremarkable farmers in the yard.

These were recruited by Mr. Tian for him.

Although Zhao Lang is the head of the farming family, he still has great respect for this old man who is devoted to researching food technology.

Daqin wants to develop, relying on these people who don't ask for anything in return, but only care about the world.

Of course, Zhao Lang would never treat them badly.

"Boss, the potatoes on that acre of land are another bountiful harvest!"

Tian Lao said cheerfully that he was very happy to see these grains, but he quickly said with some doubts and worries,

"It's just that I still found some potatoes, but they were smaller than before. I don't know why."

Zhao Lang actually didn't understand much, it was probably a normal phenomenon, but it was a wake-up call for him.

"Tian Lao doesn't have to worry. The output is large, and it is common for large and small."

"However, if we take these big ones out and sow them separately, and then select the best ones, there may be surprises."

Hearing this, Elder Tian's eyes lit up immediately,

"If this is really possible, every single potato can be doubled in size!"

Thinking of that scene, Elder Tian couldn't help but get slightly excited.

But he didn't dare to think too much, his tone trembled a little, and he said,

"No! As long as it can be half as large, wouldn't the yield per mu be 1,500 catties! Even..."

"Two thousand catties!"

Zhao Lang didn't take it seriously when he heard this number.

In your previous life, if you said that you grew potatoes by yourself, and the yield per mu was two thousand catties, you would be laughed to death.

Of course, considering factors such as seed selection, transformation, and fertilizers, the yield of 2,000 jin per mu is indeed an extremely remarkable figure.

Zhao Lang smiled at this time,

"Old Tian, ​​I believe you can do it, so take good care of yourself, I'm waiting for your two thousand catties of potatoes."

Hearing this, Elder Tian nodded, and said with a complicated expression,

"Don't worry, leader, I must live a few more years to see how our farm is doing."

Zhao Lang nodded again and again, and said with a smile,

"Mr. Tian is right to think so, he must be healthy and healthy!"

"Well, I'm going to Xianyang this afternoon, and I'll be back soon, and I'll bring a doctor back to show you your body."

His farm is still inseparable from Mr. Tian, ​​and with him in charge, he doesn't have to work hard to subdue these farmers one by one.

Although Xiaobailian performed very well, the peasants in the entire Liaodong have now been subdued by her.

But it takes time to grow.

Time, what he lacks most is time!

After exhorting Mr. Tian for a while, Zhao Lang left, ready to visit Xinzhuangzi.

Looking at the back of Zhao Lang leaving, Tian Lao said to the honest farmer beside him,

"Tianyi, you can guard the leader from now on."

The honest farmer Tianyi said dryly,

"What are you going to do, Mr. Tian?"

Old Tian smiled and said,

"What does it matter to me? The new leader is the most important thing. Whether the farmers in the world can live a good life depends on him."

Tian glanced at the direction Zhao Lang left, and said in a muffled voice,

"Old Tian, ​​I don't like him, I can feel that he is not a good person."

He was born with keen intuition, and it was because of this intuition that he could become an excellent guard.

But upon hearing this, Elder Tian laughed out loud, and finally burst into tears,

"Tianyi, it's not good to be a good person!"

"Go, protect him with your life!"

Tianyi immediately followed Zhao Lang sullenly.

Soon, Zhao Lang found that he had an extra tail.

"You are?"

Zhao Lang followed him without saying a word, looking like an honest farmer.

"I'm Tianyi, Mr. Tian asked me to protect you, lest you die early."

Tian Yi told the truth.

Zhao Lang was stunned when he heard that, are you here to protect me, or to curse me?

Just looking at the innocent face of the other party, Zhao Lang didn't even have the desire to complain.

And your name doesn't match your appearance at all!

"Well, that Tianyi, you go and tell Mr. Tian that I don't need it anymore, just take good care of it."

Zhao Lang forced a smile and said.

Tianyi nodded deeply, and then said,

"I thought so too, but Mr. Tian said, you are not a good person, and there will definitely be many people who want to kill you in the future."

"So let me protect you,"

"..."

Zhao Lang was silent, and it took a while to calm down, suppressing his impulse, and said,

"Tianyi, do you usually talk like this? You have been beaten a lot."

Zhao Lang felt that this kind of person was able to grow up so big without being beaten to death, which showed the simplicity and kindness of the people of Daqin.

"They can't beat me,"

The sky returns with a muffled sound,

"I know I can't speak, and I will speak less in the future, but there is something I want to make clear first."

"If something bad happens to you in the future, it's none of my business."

After speaking, he remained silent.

Zhao Lang closed his eyes silently, then exhaled slowly.

Then they came to Dagou and Su. When they saw Zhao Lang, they both had smiles on their faces.

But when they saw Tianyi, their smiles instantly froze.

It is also a loss at first glance.

"Let's go to Xinzhuangzi."

Zhao Lang ordered.

Several people walked towards the outside of Zhuangzi in silence.

When they reached the door, Xi also followed with others.

His identity is Zhao Lang's personal soldier, so he naturally wants to follow.

Soon a few people walked all the way in the direction of Xinzhuangzi,

Tianyi kept his promise and kept silent.

The atmosphere gradually became more relaxed.

Just when crossing the main road, a group of people were almost hit by a speeding carriage.

"Who is it! You are not afraid of hurting people while galloping on horseback!"

Zhao Lang frowned, looked at the carriage going away and said.

There are quite a lot of people on the road now, but this carriage doesn't seem to care.

The big dog on the side returned,

"Patriarch, this is not the first time. There have been a lot more people going to Xianyang recently."

"I heard that people from several families got together to do something."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang knew in his heart that it was probably a matter of Mohism and Confucianism.

The gathering of these two great schools in Xianyang will definitely attract many people.

Zhao Lang shook his head slightly and said,

"These people don't pay attention to ordinary people, big dog, you can't learn from this kind of people in the future."

The big dog nodded and went back,

"Patriarch, don't worry, all the people in our village are good people."

Hearing this, Tianyi on the side couldn't help snorting.

Zhao Lang looked over, and Tian Yi acted like I had an opinion, but I didn't say it.

"Speak up if you have something to say."

Zhao Lang said angrily.

Then Tianyi said sullenly,

"Others drive so fast, so there must be something urgent, maybe their parents are dead."

Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment, he couldn't tell who Tianyi was talking about.

At this time, in the carriage going away, there were two young people sitting, one of them was looking out the window in a daze.

Another said,

"Zhang Liang, what are you looking at?"

Zhang Liang turned around and said with a smile,

"Go back to King Han, it's nothing, I thought I met an acquaintance."