One-leaf Guanyin.

The meaning is that through a leaf, you can see the entire vast universe!

Ying Zheng took a deep breath. The name sounded very extraordinary. It was definitely a tea found only in fairyland!

This was brought to the mortal world by Zhang Xiao.

I am so lucky!

So, regardless of his status, he drank quickly.

"If you drink too much, you won't be able to eat for a while."

Zhang Xiao smiled.

Drinking more or less of this tea will have certain effects on the body every day.

Seeing the three of them, they were like cows drinking.

I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Mr. laughed."

After Ying Zheng saw Zhang Xiao smiling, he realized his gaffe and immediately put down his tea cup in embarrassment.

"Everything is ready. Let's eat. After you finish eating, I will take you around the manor."

At this moment, Da Siming and Qingniao are already ready.

Zhang Xiao smiled and said to them.

"But after we finish eating, you three can wash the dishes and wash the dishes."

"You can't just let two beauties do all the work, right?"

Hear Zhang Xiao's words.

Meng Yi hesitated for a moment and subconsciously looked at Ying Zheng beside him.

Good guy!

Let the majestic leader of the Qin Dynasty wash your dishes.

And just to let the two women rest.

That's you.

If it were anyone else, let alone saying this, even if they had this idea, they would be immediately barred from the three tribes!

Zhang Xiao is not used to them.

Bring gold, silver and jewelry.

That's because you want to make friends with me.

It doesn't mean that you can act like an uncle in my manor and only eat and don't work!

Ying Zheng nodded.

Who would have thought.

They all have to go to their graves.

He even washes dishes for others.

but.

After some self-comfort.

Ying Zheng was relieved.

There is no shame in washing the dishes for an immortal!

No matter how many people are vying to attack the Immortal, they never get the chance!

…

After having enough wine and food.

The three of them, Ying Zheng, were already sixty percent drunk.

They supported each other and followed Zhang Xiao with a slight stagger.

Da Siming and Qingniao were at the end, responsible for keeping an eye on these three people and preventing them from acting rashly.

“Great food!”

“It was so delicious!”

"Sir, I'm committed to your friend, Lao Zhao!"

"From now on, I'm telling you, in... in our Great Qin Dynasty, you will give me my name. Hey, give me my name..."

"Just walk sideways!"

Ying Zheng was very drunk, but fortunately Gai Nie secretly dispelled the drunkenness and was able to support Ying Zheng.

Meng Yi helped, his face flushed, and he smiled strangely.

"arrive."

Zhang Xiao was too lazy to pay attention to this guy's drunken talk.

He led them to the top of the mountain and looked into the distance.

Only seen.

A criss-crossed and neat green field, with various crops already mature.

Covered by plastic film.

Not only are they not harmed at all, but they are full of attractive colors.

This greatly surprised Ying Zheng and others!

"What is this? It can actually isolate the blizzard?"

Ying Zheng was sober for three minutes.

Staring, he looked down in great amazement.

"This is a greenhouse."

"It's covered with plastic film."

"These things can make off-season grain mature. They not only play a role in keeping warm and moisturizing, but can also perfectly avoid all kinds of adverse weather!"

Zhang Xiao took them on a tour.

now.

The white horse followers are harvesting grain.

Carloads are being transported to the cellar.

See these mountains of food.

Meng Yi opened his mouth wide and asked in a trembling voice: "Can this acre of land grow so many potatoes? At least a few hundred kilograms, right?"

How many kilograms?

Zhang Xiao sneered.

"Lao Meng, do you underestimate me?"

"The yield per mu is several hundred kilograms, and I'm embarrassed to let you visit!"

"I calculated this acre of land. The smallest one weighs five thousand catties! The largest one weighs eight thousand catties!"

Zhang Xiao laughed and said a number that almost scared Ying Zheng and Meng Yi to death.

"More, more, how much?!"

Ying Zheng sobered up immediately.

His head shook.

Ask questions with eyes wide open.

"Eight thousand catties? Can one acre of land contain eight thousand catties of potatoes?"

"My God, this is enough to feed ten thousand elite soldiers for a month!"

"Not to mention there is so much land, which is enough to feed an army of millions!"

"If there was so much food, it would not be difficult to conquer the Huns from the north!"

"His Majesty the First Emperor can destroy all the Huns!"

Meng Yi suddenly woke up and immediately calculated a detailed account.

"Whether we fight or not is not my concern."

"As for me, I just farm, harvest grain, open a hotpot restaurant, and sell wine."
To be continued...