When Jia Huan saw Cao Ang, he happily rushed over and threw himself into Cao Ang's arms.

Cao Ang opened his arms and hugged Jia Huan, and the two brothers hugged each other happily.

Cao Ang has been with Cao Cao since he was fifteen years old. He rarely went home in the past year, which made both Mrs. Ding and Jia Huan miss him very much.

Mrs. Ding immediately ordered her servants to prepare more vegetables and meat, most of which Cao Ang liked to eat.

Cao Cao sat on the chair with a straight face. Mrs. Ding personally helped him prepare a bowl of dipping sauce and handed it to Cao Cao.

Cao Cao immediately started eating.

Well, the lady's side tastes better.

Mrs. Ding put meat and vegetables into the pot and asked Cao Cao: "Why did your husband come back suddenly?"

Cao Cao swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "Come back to Huan'er and ask me something."

Jia Huan: "Huh? Looking for me?"

What does Cao Cao need to ask him?

He is just a child.

Cao Cao: "Huan'er, what kind of sand table did you mention to Ang'er? Can you explain it in detail?"

So that’s what happened.

Jia Huan looked at Cao Ang.

Cao Ang smiled apologetically at Jia Huan. He spilled the beans and was overheard by Cao Cao and his advisers, who kept questioning him.

He only heard his brother mention it casually and was not particularly clear, so Cao Cao simply ran back and asked Jia Huan in person.

After understanding the reason for Cao Cao's return, Jia Huan did not hold back and told him everything he knew about the sand table.

Cao Cao and Cao Ang both listened very carefully.

Both men were very talented in the military field and clearly understood the role that the sand table could play in war.

Cao Cao was like a gust of wind. After a meal, he asked about how to make the sand table, and then left with Cao Ang.

When Mrs. Bian heard the news of Cao Cao's return, she dressed herself up and wanted to see Cao Cao in her most beautiful appearance, but she got the news that Cao Cao had left.

Mrs. Bian was so angry that she tore the veil in her hand to pieces.

Jia Huan had eaten hot pot and was lying on the recliner with a bulging belly, not wanting to get up at all.

He didn't know that someone was talking about him elsewhere.

Guo Jia took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "I am very interested in the third son of the master's family now. The fire kang and sand table are not something ordinary people can think of."

Xi Zhicai nodded: "Everyone in the Cao Mansion said that the eldest young master is stable, and the second young master is smart and studious, but the third young master is just a naughty boy who eats, drinks and has fun. Who would have thought that a naughty boy can also have fun."

Guo Jia chuckled lightly: "I heard that when the second young master was born, the sky was covered with blue clouds, and some magicians said that the second young master was extremely precious. Do you think it is true?"

Xun You sighed: "Maybe the second young master is really smart and studious, but the people behind him are not helping him, but harming him."

Guo Jia spread his hands: "There is no way. Which family's eldest son will take the elder brother, and the third son will take the first. If the second son is not more than ordinary people, how can he be valued by the Cao family? I heard that the Cao family now values ​​the second son more than him.

I gave birth to the third son by direct marriage."

Xun Yu shook his head: "My lord is different from the rest of the Cao family, so he shouldn't believe such words."

Guo Jiaxiao: "Who knows."

He took another sip of wine and said with a smile: "I really want to meet the Third Young Master now!"

After a few months passed, the crops in the yard matured one after another.

Jia Huan directed everyone to collect the potatoes first.

After digging up the soil, the servants were shocked when they saw the potatoes underneath.

Each of these potatoes is as big as an adult's fist, and the output of that piece of land, taken together, is enough to produce enough food for one acre of land.

Jia Huan asked the cook to make a potato feast according to the recipe he wrote and share it with Mrs. Ding.

After Mrs. Ding ate it, she immediately understood the value of potatoes and immediately had someone deliver a message to Cao Cao.

Not long after, Cao Cao came back at full speed.

He did not come back alone, but was followed by three people dressed as scribes.

The three of them all have outstanding looks. The youngest one has the best appearance, but his behavior is frivolous, giving people a feeling of being bohemian.

Jia Huan blinked and stared at the young man.

The young man noticed Jia Huan's gaze, turned to look at him, winked and made a face at him.

Jia Huan: "..."

Jia Huan smiled.

This person is very interesting.

The young man also laughed.

The third young master is really interesting.

Mrs. Ding asked her servants to make another potato feast. After Cao Cao and the three scribes ate, they listened to Mrs. Ding's talk about the yield and were silent.

Afterwards, excitement filled the faces of the four people.

One of the scribes congratulated Cao Cao: "Congratulations, my lord, for obtaining such a grain. With these potatoes, the people within our jurisdiction will no longer be afraid of starvation, and the military rations can be adequately guaranteed!"

Cao Cao laughed loudly: "God help me!"

Jia Huan curled his lips secretly.

Where is God helping Cao Cao? It is him who is the time traveler.

His eyes met the young man's, and the young man seemed to understand what he was thinking, and his smile grew wider.

Cao Cao immediately asked his servants to take away all the potatoes harvested by Jia Huan and others. Even the servants who planted potatoes were taken away by Cao Cao.

Mrs. Ding was so angry that she would never tell Cao Cao about the harvest of cotton and sweet potatoes next time.

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Cao came back and asked Mrs. Ding: "Madam, are the other two crops also edible? When will they be harvested? When the day comes, you must notify me. I will personally come to help Madam harvest."

Is that to help yourself gain?

It's obviously to help himself, right?

Mrs. Ding said angrily: "Cotton is not for eating, only sweet potatoes can be eaten."

Cao Cao: "Ah? Cotton is not for eating? What is it used for?"

Mrs. Ding rolled her eyes at him: "I think it looks good, so I planted it, isn't that okay?"

Cao Cao smiled flatteringly: "Okay, okay, whatever Madam says is fine."

Mrs. Ding was a little less angry and said: "Huan'er said that cotton is not eaten, but used for weaving. It can also be used to keep warm. It is more effective than animal skins and is also lighter."

Cao Cao's eyes brightened: "Really?"

If it's true, it's really a good thing.

Mrs. Ding said angrily: "You have eaten all the potatoes. Do you think it is true or false?"

Cao Cao chuckled and didn't care that Mrs. Ding was criticizing him.

He is in a great mood now.

At this time, he only felt that his third son was his lucky star!

Jia Huan came face to face with the young man.

The young man smiled and cupped his hands to Jia Huan Gong: "Guo Jia has met the third young master."

"It turns out to be Mr. Fengxiao."

Jia Huan's eyes widened in surprise and he quickly raised his hand in return.

Guo Jia and Guo Fengxiao!

One of the top ten counselors during the Three Kingdoms period, ranking above Zhuge Kongming.

Some people have said that if Guo Fengxiao had not died early, Cao Cao would have unified the world long ago, and there would be no defeat in the Battle of Chibi.

Guo Jia blinked in surprise: "Does Third Young Master know Jia?"

Jia Huan nodded: "Sir, you are a great talent. Of course Huan has heard of it!"
Chapter completed!