Sky Curtain: Random stalls with rhinoceros horns, shaking the entire dynasty.

Zhu Yuanzhang grabbed Empress Ma's shoulder, his eyes bloodshot.

"Our Great Ming Dynasty has been established for so many years, and the rice harvest in the south, even with all their might, has only yielded a few hundred catties of grain!"

"If our Great Ming Dynasty could have potatoes that yield several thousand catties per mu, the soldiers on the northern border wouldn't go hungry, and our people wouldn't have to eat tree bark and clay during famine years!"

"These people of later generations are so ungrateful! They actually cut up such a precious, life-saving treasure, fried it, and sold it as a snack?! What a waste! What a waste!"

Old Zhu was so heartbroken that he kept pounding his chest.

The Qin Dynasty, Xianyang Palace.

Ying Zheng looked at the sky, his brows furrowed, his eyes flashing with a profound imperial light.

"Potatoes...yield several thousand kilograms per mu..."

Ying Zheng did not lose his composure and roar like Li Shimin and Zhu Yuanzhang, but his hand, which was tightly gripping the hilt of his sword and whose knuckles were slightly white, betrayed the extreme shock in his heart.

"Although the Qin cavalry is unstoppable, the lack of provisions and supplies has always been the biggest obstacle to our army's campaigns against the Xiongnu in the north and the Baiyue in the south."

Ying Zheng muttered to himself, his eyes blazing.

"If such an astonishingly abundant immortal seed exists... the Black Water Dragon Banner of the Great Qin Dynasty will surely be planted all over the world!"

"Li Si!" Ying Zheng turned around abruptly.

"Your subject is here!"

"Immediately issue a nationwide notice to search for the magical seed called 'Potato'!"

"Furthermore, tell those alchemists to stop spending all their time concocting elixirs and instead use them to identify rare and exotic plants for me. It's better to mistake a thousand wrongly than to let one slip by!"

"Here you go!"

Modern single apartment.

Jiang Feng was completely unaware that a casual remark he made had driven emperors of several dynasties to utter madness in their search for potatoes.

He took out his phone and dialed a number directly.

The phone was answered after ringing twice, and a slightly rough, hearty voice came from the other end.

"Hey, Xiao Jiang? Calling Uncle Wang so late, are you having some trouble? Uncle has some spare cash, maybe you want some…"

The person on the other end of the phone was Uncle Wang, who sells vegetables at the morning market.

Jiang Feng was an orphan who worked hard to earn a living by helping Uncle Wang unload goods at the morning market. Uncle Wang took good care of him because he was hardworking and reliable.

"No, no, Uncle Wang, you've misunderstood. I'm not borrowing money."

A warm feeling welled up in Jiang Feng's heart, and he quickly explained with a smile.

"I'd like to order some ingredients from you today. I just set up a small stall at the Nanmen Night Market, and business is pretty good, so I'd like to order ingredients from you for tomorrow."

"Wow, you're running your own stall now? That's great! Young people should have this kind of entrepreneurial spirit!"

Uncle Wang was immediately delighted upon hearing this.

"Tell me what you want, Uncle will reserve the freshest for you first thing tomorrow morning!"

Jiang Feng looked at the notes in his notebook and methodically listed the required materials.

"Uncle Wang, please reserve fifty catties of the finest yellow-fleshed potatoes for me. They must be the kind grown in the mountains with a high starch content."

"There's also Sichuan peppercorn powder from Hanyuan, authentic aged vinegar, dried chili peppers, fresh houttuynia cordata, cilantro, scallions, and several large bags of handmade sweet potato starch."

Uncle Wang on the other end of the phone was speechless as he listened to the long list.

"Good heavens, fifty pounds of potatoes? Are you trying to blow up a potato mountain?"

"Okay, don't worry, just come to the stall at six o'clock tomorrow morning. I'll pick out the best ingredients for you, and the price will be the lowest wholesale price!"

"Thank you, Uncle Wang. See you tomorrow morning."

Just as Jiang Feng hung up the phone, he heard Xiao Sizi's sweet, whimpering voice coming from the bathroom.

"Little Nang-kun~ Who are you talking to?"

The little girl tried her best to make her voice come out through the blinds under the door.

"Is that little glowing black brick talking? Is there a little duckling hiding inside?"

Jiang Feng smiled as he walked to the bathroom door and said through the door...

"That's a cell phone, not a magic brick. My brother was just ordering ingredients for tomorrow. He ordered lots and lots of delicious potatoes."

"Potatoes? Are they good? Better than meat?"

The sound of splashing water immediately came from inside the door, clearly indicating that the little foodie's cravings had been whetted again.

"You'll know when it's made tomorrow. Are you done showering? If you are, your brother will go in and get a towel to wrap you up when you come out."

"All washed! All washed! My nest smells sweet now!"

While Jiang Feng was busy comforting the little princess who had just finished her bath.

A girls' dormitory building on the campus of Kyoto University.

Room 302, double room.

With a "click," the dormitory door was gently pushed open.

Su Mu, dressed in her white training uniform and carrying an empty mineral water bottle, tiptoed in.

The dormitory was decorated in a cozy style, with plush toys and various bottles and jars of skincare products that girls love.

At this moment, her roommate Lin Xiaoxiao was lying sprawled on a yoga mat, stretching and wearing a black seaweed mask.

Seeing Su Mu return, Lin Xiaoxiao gave a mumbled greeting.

"Mumu, are you done practicing? Why are you almost twenty minutes later than usual today? Did you do extra practice again?"

Su Mu, feeling somewhat guilty, tossed the mineral water bottle into the trash can, her eyes darting away.

"Ah...yes, the teacher taught us a few more moves today, so we stayed in the dance studio a little longer."

As she spoke, she walked to her desk, pretending to rummage through something.

However, Su Mu underestimated Lin Xiaoxiao's incredible sense of smell, which was known as "the number one police dog at Peking University".

Lin Xiaoxiao, who was lying on the yoga mat, suddenly twitched her nose twice.

The next second, she sprang up from the ground and ripped off the black face mask.

He rushed up behind Su Mu like a gust of wind, put his head close to Su Mu's neck and clothes, and sniffed hard.

"Something's wrong! Something's very wrong!"

Lin Xiaoxiao stared wide-eyed at Su Mu with the scrutinizing gaze one would give a criminal.

"Comrade Su Mu! Didn't you say you were going to strictly control your diet for the next two weeks to be the lead dancer for the welcome party, and absolutely avoid all carbohydrates and fats?"

Lin Xiaoxiao put her hands on her hips and loudly accused...

"Then explain to me why your clothes have such a strong, intoxicating smell of Sichuan peppercorns, cumin, and that sinful aroma of fried pork belly?!"

Su Mu's face instantly turned bright red, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and she quickly took two steps back.

"No way... You must have smelled it wrong. It was probably just the smell of the night market that I accidentally picked up..." Su Mu was still making a last-ditch effort to deny it.

"fart!"

Lin Xiaoxiao pressed on relentlessly, her face filled with heartache and indignation.

"You think you can pick up this smell just by passing by? You're kidding me! This aroma is so authentic, it's making my stomach rumble!"

"Confess and you'll be treated leniently; resist and you'll be punished severely! Did you secretly go to the night market and eat alone behind my back?!"

Seeing Lin Xiaoxiao's murderous gaze, and recalling the taste of the crispy pork, Su Mu's stomach couldn't help but growl.

The defenses collapsed completely.

Su Mu covered her flushed cheeks and sighed.

"Okay, okay, I'll confess, alright? I did eat something, just a few pieces of crispy pork..."