Chapter 367: Similarity
“Feng Langjun!”
After a long time, Adou finally came to his senses, crossed the table, held Feng Yong's hand directly, and said excitedly, "Grow! Plant! Must plant!"
“Liu Langjun, to plant sugar cane, you must have sugar cane seeds.”
Feng Yong reminded.
“Where can I find this sugarcane seed?”
At present, Adou's mind is full of brown sugar, money and silk piles all over the palace. He is lying on the money and silk, wrapped in a woolen cloth, holding brown sugar in his hand and chewing on it. What else can he think of, so he only asks Feng Yong.
"Only Jiaozhou in the world has sugar cane, and Jiaozhou is the land of Sun Wu. Sun Wu is now close to the Han Dynasty. If Liu Langjun asked Sun Quan of Sun Wu for a batch of sugar cane, I believe he would not refuse."
Feng Turtle’s fox tail was finally exposed and he shook it desperately.
"For this kind of sugarcane seed, you just cut the sugarcane into small sections and bury it in the ground, and it will grow on its own. And you only need to plant it for one season. When the harvest season comes, cut off the upper stems and leave the roots in the soil. The next year it will grow. It will continue to grow, so there is no need to replant it.”
“After making brown sugar, the remaining residue can be used to make paper…”
Feng Tibi continued to throw bombs, which made A Dou dizzy.
“This piece of paper is of great merit, Liu Langjun.”
“Good stuff, good stuff!” Adou said with joy on his face, “Such a good thing must be planted well!”
Feng Yong felt happy when he saw Adou blushing with excitement.
If you ask Sun Wu for sugar cane, which of the big men has the most face?
Of course it is the Emperor of Han who has the greatest face.
As long as Adou opens his mouth, Sun Quan will definitely give him a big gift based on the current relationship between Han and Wu.
Anyway, this thing is rare and not worth much. After all, it is too unseemly to chew sugar cane.
Not everyone is as good as a country bumpkin - Guan Ji likes sweets so much that she only dares to take a few bites secretly behind someone's back.
Besides, that’s great, let’s get some woolen cloth to change it!
In recent years, the situation of the Little Ice Age has become more and more obvious. Even Jiangdong has frozen. This woolen cloth is a must-have to keep out the cold in winter.
Sun Quan would definitely be happy.
Adou is willing and Sun Quan is willing. For the sake of Nanzhong, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty will definitely not stop it, but will strongly support it. How can this be so cool?
"Although there are many mountains and less flat land in Nanzhong, as long as the mountains are not high, sugar cane can be grown on the slopes. So there are indeed a lot of places where sugar cane can be grown. The more sugar cane seeds needed, the better. In the world, except for your Majesty, who can ask Sun Wu wants to get so many sugarcane seeds, and no one else can."
Although sugarcane likes humidity and heat, it cannot be soaked in water. The hillsides in southern China that are not suitable for growing food are just right.
Although Jincheng can be further south in later generations, it is an improved variety. In addition, we are now in the Little Ice Age and the climate is cold. Who knows if this primitive variety can withstand it?
Nanzhong is closer to Jiaozhou than Shuzhong, and the climate of the two is closer, so it is safer to plant there.
Coupled with political correctness, Zhuge Lao Yao will definitely support it if it is planted in Nanzhong, but if it is planted near Jincheng... what if he creates terraced fields by himself and directly digs sugar cane and grows food?
“No problem, no problem.”
Adou promised, "This matter will be taken care of by me."
The more A Dou chatted with the rustic, the happier he felt.
For a moment, I forgot about the queen.
Feng Langjun is a man of clever words and charming, and his reputation is well-deserved!
Not to mention His Majesty, even I, who was listening in the audience, was very moved when I heard this.
If this thing is done, it will not only achieve great merit, but also appease the barbarians in Nanzhong, and save some money and silk...
Who wouldn’t want to be replaced?
For a time, even Huang Hu couldn't help but fantasize.
The two guys, who were chatting enthusiastically and seemed to have the same chemistry, didn't realize that there were two women strolling among the flowers and trees not far behind them.
“Sister, why don’t we go over?”
Zhang Xingyi pouted, watching the Han Empress Zhang Xingcai leisurely walking in front, her big bright eyes having glanced at the pavilion countless times.
“What are you anxious about?”
Zhang Xingcai had a calm smile on his face, "It's rare for someone to talk so happily to His Majesty, so let them talk for a while."
“We can go there and they can still have a good time talking.”
Zhang Xingyi said unconvinced.
“Oh, you woman, how many times have I told you that a woman must be reserved. Look at yourself, you are so impatient when you see someone, how can you show the slightest bit of reserve?”
Zhang Xingcai turned around and poked Zhang Xingyi's head.
“Be reserved and reserved, my mother said so, and my sister said so too!”
Zhang Xingyi still pouted and said unconvinced, "Then Sister Guan is still going to Hanzhong! No one said that she is not reserved. What if... what if Feng Langjun likes people who are not reserved?"
“Can it be the same?”
“Why is it different?”
“How old is Sister Guan? How old are you?”
After hearing this, Zhang Xingyi lowered his head and looked at his chest. Then he thought about the sister of the Guan family and pursed his lips, "What if Mr. Feng likes younger ones?"
Zhang Xingcai, who was walking in front, had no idea that there was a difference between the "big and small" that his little sister said and the "big and small" that he said. Hearing this, he said without looking back, "How come there are so many just in case? You didn't look at the people around him. Women, which one is younger? The youngest one must be sixteen or seventeen years old, right?"
After hearing this, Zhang Xingyi was discouraged and said, "Then I have to wait four or five years?"
Zhang Xingcai laughed out loud and said, "Then Feng Mingwen is not an ordinary man. He is not yet in his prime, so what's the harm in getting married after he is in his prime? Besides, there are rules in his sect, and it is most appropriate to get married in his prime. You What are you afraid of?"
Zhang Xingyi exclaimed, "There are still such weird things in his sect... No, there are such good rules? How did I know about it?"
"A few days ago, the Prime Minister's wife came to the palace to mention this medical worker to me. During the chat, she said by the way that according to the rules of Feng Mingwen's sect, I had given birth prematurely, so I was easily injured. Body."
"He also said that there are rules in his sect that you can only get married when you are eighteen years old. But if the best time to have a child is to wait until you are twenty. So I thought about finding a way to make him get married when he is weak. It should not be possible It’s too difficult. Isn’t that just the right time for you to catch up?”
“Sister, you are so kind!”
When Zhang Xingyi heard this, his eyes suddenly turned into crescent moons. He jumped over, hugged Zhang Xingcai's waist, and buried his face in it for a few times.
Zhang Xingcai was so frightened that his sister suddenly attacked him and said "ouch".
This shout was loud enough. When Adou and Feng Yong in the pavilion heard it, they both turned their heads and looked over.
“Queen?”
Adou couldn't help but get up when he saw the woman outside the pavilion.
Feng Yong stood up and saw Zhang Ji holding a woman's waist in an intimate manner. He was thinking about who that was. When he heard what Adou said, he thought to himself, so that's Zhang Xingcai?
(End of this chapter)