Great Tang: I Thought Old Li Was My Brother, but He Wants Me to Marry Lizhi

After transmigrating to the Tang Dynasty, Su Changfeng takes up his old trade: farming. Lush green sweet potato vines spread throughout the village and beyond, while bright red peppers improve the villagers' meals. He even gets to enjoy beef now and then. Life is wonderfully carefree.

During the Zhenguan era, disasters run rampant. The officials urge Li Shimin to issue an edict blaming himself, and the troubled emperor can only disguise himself and travel to the countryside to investigate.

Huh? Not a blade of grass grows outside, yet the plants here are thriving?

“Those aren't just plants. They're sweet potatoes our young master grew, yielding three thousand jin per mu!”

Li Er gasps.

Sweet potatoes yielding three thousand jin per mu, poisonous mineral salt turned into pure white table salt, steel refined a hundred times... One amazing invention after another leaves Li Er stunned.

Li Er: “Young man, what do you think of marrying my daughter?”

Su Changfeng: “You rascal, Lao Li! I thought we were friends, but you want to be my father-in-law?”