Chapter 347: Dressed as a little princess, her voice is heard by the whole harem (9)

what?

Zhou Yunhuang looked at his third son.

This greedy boy actually wrote a famine-relief recipe that saved countless people in troubled times?

This kid, who usually lives in fine clothes and has good food, can actually figure out how to eat various wild vegetables and fruits?

real or fake?

Zhou Yunhuang knew that his son was outstanding, but he did not expect that his eldest son was a brave and skilled war king, and that his third son could actually write a famine relief book that saved countless people.

Although it is just a recipe, it is indeed a great achievement. After all, he has left his name in history.

So--

Where is the second son?

Zhou Yunhuang looked at Zhou Jie. The second prince born by the queen was smart since he was a child, which Zhou Yunhuang liked very much.

But he was actually not sure which son to make the prince.

After all, from ancient times to the present, there were not many princes who successfully ascended the throne. He was worried about putting too much pressure on his second son.

But he didn't expect that in the end, because he didn't establish a prince, his son fought to the death for the position of prince, and was picked up by a loser and harmed their great Zhou Dynasty.

Zhou Jie also frowned slightly.

What does the little sister mean?

What is "a rat droppings ruining a pot of porridge"?

Who is that rat shit?

The eldest brother is the king of war, and the third brother also wrote a recipe for famine relief, but what about him?

Could it be that he is the one...?

[Oh, is this my romantic and handsome second brother? 】

[The Queen's legitimate son, with outstanding literary talents, scheming and cunning, was eventually tricked into lameness, later crazily retaliated against others, and then was killed for treason? 】

Zhou Jie: "..." Is he plotting rebellion?

he? The legitimate prince who is most likely to be crowned prince is plotting rebellion?

Zhou Jie suddenly looked at the superior Zhou Yunhuang, shook his head at him and said that he would not rebel. Even if he wanted to inherit the throne, he would find other ways.

Zhou Yunhuang comforted him with his eyes.

He still knows what kind of character his son is, and his own Wushuang's inner voice said this premise——

The second son was framed and became lame and disabled, so he took revenge on everyone crazily.

[The second brother is indeed very good-looking, with the air of a sinister wheelchair boss. 】

[Hey, in later generations, the main protagonists in this book are the father's sons. The eldest, second, and third... Anyway, they are all very popular men. 】

[On the contrary, my father...]

[The harem of Emperor Wu of Zhou... seems to be a battlefield for palace battles in time-travel novels? 】

[In fact, apart from the trash they picked up, the sons of Emperor Wu of Zhou were still of very high quality. 】

[If they could stop fighting among themselves and instead cooperate with the outside world, they would have defeated the surrounding small countries that coveted the Great Zhou and expanded the territory of the Great Zhou. 】

Wushuang said in her heart, Zhou Yunhuang and his sons looked at each other, somewhat agreeing with her idea.

[Ding—The host successfully checks in with Battle King Zhou Xun and is rewarded with 10 sweet potatoes*. 】

[Ding—The host successfully checked in Qi King Zhou Jie and was rewarded with 10 potatoes*. 】

[Ding—The host successfully checks in with Chu King Zhou Po and is rewarded with 10 corns*. 】

The four father and son listened to Wushuang's thoughts and thought about how Dazhou perished with so many outstanding sons, when they heard another mechanical voice.

This voice could not distinguish between male and female, nor could any emotion be heard. It was a cold and rigid voice, and then gave Wushuang a reward.

What are sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn?

Zhou Po, who loved to eat the most, became even more interested and stared closely at the little sister who was held in his arms by his father.

The "host" is their little sister, right?

They can hear the little girl's voice. Is this mechanical voice magical?

Did the god give something to my little sister?

"Gululu..."

Just when they were curious about what it was, several things suddenly rolled out from Wushuang's swaddle.

The four father and son stared at the red and yellow things rolling to the ground. Gululu slowly rolled to the feet of the three princes.

[Ahhhhh——Why was it released suddenly? 】

[In this way, my father will not regard me as a monster, right? 】

[I'm going to die... Wuwuwu... Don't mention that I won't even be able to survive the full moon when I grow up... Wuwuwu...]

[A monster who can conjure things out of thin air, wuwuwu...I will die miserably, wuwuwu...]

The father and son who were still stunned were awakened by the sound of the little girl crying. Then Zhou Jie stepped forward to pick up the corn and said, "Father, did the little sister bring this? Is the little sister a deity descending to earth? She can actually conjure up magic. food."

"Father, this grain looks like it has a high yield." Zhou Jie looked at the corn, which has been shelled.

10 corns, 5 of which are young corns and 5 of which are old corns. The old ones are used to save seeds, while the tender ones can be cooked and eaten directly.

Zhou Jie is not really aloof from the world. Empress Mo attaches great importance to her son's education, and so does Zhou Yunhuang. Therefore, Zhou Jie, who is only eight years old, has already seen a lot of grains and vegetables.

Since he wants to be an emperor, he can't be indifferent to grains and limbs.

He had never seen this corn before, but as long as he saw it, he knew that its yield was definitely not bad.

[Yes, yes, the yield of corn is very high. The yield per mu can be as high as 1000 kilograms or more. 】

[Moreover, corn can be grown on dry land without occupying fertile land. 】

One thousand catties per mu?

Now Zhou Yunhuang couldn't sit still.

You must know that their grain yield per mu in Dazhou is not even one thousand kilograms. A rice yield of 400 kilograms per mu is considered an auspicious harvest.

The wheat yield per acre can be three to four hundred kilograms, which is considered a good harvest.

In Dazhou, the average rice yield per mu is around 290-320 kilograms. Only in the most fertile and prosperous years can there be so few places where the yield can reach 400 kilograms per mu.

The same goes for wheat, with the average yield per mu also being 200-300 kilograms.

A thousand pounds of grain?

Never seen it before.

"Father, this grain seems to have a high yield. This is brought by my sister, a fairy who descended to earth. This is auspicious." Zhou Jie said excitedly.

So what if you treat your sister like a fairy and descend to earth?

As long as it can bring good things to Dazhou, and as long as it can make the people of Dazhou live a good life, he is willing to support this little girl.

Zhou Xun also picked up the sweet potatoes. After weighing the weight of the sweet potatoes, he said to Zhou Yunhuang, "Father, this red lump is also very heavy. It seems that the yield is not low."

"My little sister is indeed a fairy who descended to earth. Only gods can get these high-yielding foods, right?"

"Father, my little sister is a fairy." Seeing that his eldest and second brothers were praising his sister, Zhou Po remembered his sister's previous cry that she would die miserably, and he also echoed the words of his two brothers.

"That's right, my Wushuang is a fairy descending to earth hahahaha..." Zhou Yunhuang said with a happy smile.

He will not let Dazhou perish as Wushuang's heartfelt words say, he will definitely save Dazhou's country.

As for his sons, if they had the ability, they were released to attack the surrounding small countries.

He is happy to see the territory of Da Zhou expand.

With these high-yielding grains, he will definitely be able to make the people of Dazhou live a good life!