Ever since Li Chengqian was sensible, people around him have tried every means to praise him, and everyone has flattered him.
He has heard too many people cheering and applauding him.
But at this moment, he had a different feeling.
It is very practical and has a glorious sense of satisfaction.
"Your Highness, please come down. The table legs are a little unstable and I might fall."
Li Chengqian was still raising his head and feeling the cheers of the crowd. Wang Jian was holding the table below. , His face turned red from exhaustion.
The hands supporting the table were shaking.
The soldiers around me have no sharp eyesight at all. The prince is standing on such a high table, and no one comes to help him.
Although the table is not high, Li Chengqian's body is so delicate that if he were to throw him, the consequences would be disastrous.
After all, this little shota’s future is to fall down while riding a horse and become lame.
Since then, his personality has changed drastically, and he has gradually faded out of the emperor's competition.
Li Chengqian was feeling happy. When he heard Wang Jian's urging, he looked down at him with some displeasure.
It suddenly dawned on me when I saw Wang Jian holding back his blush and forcefully lifting the corner of the table.
"Okay, I'll come down right now."
With Xue Rengui's support, Li Chengqian stepped down on the chair and found that the corner of the table did not touch the ground.
His handsome Bai Zhe's face couldn't help but blush, and then he felt grateful.
Just now he was angry at Wang Jian's urging. It seemed that he still hadn't practiced enough and should read the Analects of Confucius a few more times when he went back.
"Huh."
Wang Jian let go of the table and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fang Xuanling looked at the two people's little actions, smiled and shook his head.
Then he walked up to Wang Jian and asked a few questions.
"Brother Wang, are the conditions for planting and breeding sweet potatoes harsh?"
Wang Jian turned to look at Fang Xuanling and answered skillfully.
"Fang Xiang, planting sweet potatoes is very simple. Just raise high ridges, dig trenches, and bury the vines shallowly on the ridges like I did."
"Barren It can be grown on the ground, and unlike crops like rice, sweet potatoes don't require a lot of water."
Wang Jian pointed to the sweet potato vines on the ground and said to Fang Xuanling, "Xiang Fang, the sweet potato vines underground are just like that. They are seedlings."
Then there was a look of pity in his eyes, "It's a pity that it's winter and the temperature is too low to plant sweet potatoes."
"We have to wait until next spring. The best time to plant is when they bloom."
"These sweet potato seedlings can only be used as pig feed."
Fang Xuanling put her hands behind her back. , looking at the piles of tall sweet potato vines on the ground, a look of distress on his face.
He sighed leisurely"That's such a pity."
At this time, Fang Xuanling noticed that the white paper in Li Chengqian's hand seemed different from the imperial rice paper.
His expression moved slightly, he walked over and touched the white paper, his expression changed.
Fang Xuanling turned around suddenly and looked at Wang Jian with surprise in his eyes, "Brother Wang, isn't this paper made by the imperial court?"
"The quality is so high, I I have never seen such good paper!”
Wang Jian nodded and said with a smile, “Mr. Fang, this is the paper we have recently made in Majiazhuang. We are still in the process of making samples and will wait for the paper factory to be built next year. It can only be mass-produced after it is ready."
"I also prepared some rice paper for His Royal Highness and the Prime Minister." Wang Jian smiled at them, then turned to Erdan and said, "Erdan, go. Bring those two big piles of rice paper to your room."
Within about forty breaths, Erdan walked over with a thick pile of rice paper in his left and right hands.
His steps are quick and seem effortless.
Several guards came forward with eyes and took the rice paper from Erdan’s hand.
"Ouch."
The two guards were holding a pile of rice paper, but it was so heavy that they almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Erdan on the side had quick eyes and quick hands and picked up the rice paper, so that it would not fall to the muddy ground and get dirty.
"Be careful, get a few more people to lift it together."
The general on the side frowned and whispered to the two guards who were holding him up.
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If such fine rice paper is stained, how much money will be lost?
I can’t afford to lose even if I sell them.
In the end, the four people went to lift it together, and then they lifted it into the carriage with difficulty with their faces red.
"As expected of Wang Erdan, who can kill Turks like chickens. He is so powerful."
Li Chengqian looked at Wang Erdan with a relaxed expression with admiration and praised him again.
Majiazhuang is worthy of being remembered by his father. As expected, it is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
Fang Xuanling communicated with Wang Jian about the whereabouts of sweet potatoes.
Wang Jian suggested leaving most of the sweet potatoes in Majiazhuang and taking some samples back to show to His Majesty.
Because he is the only one who can store sweet potatoes at present. If they are all taken back to Chang'an, the sweet potatoes will most likely be spoiled if they are not well kept.
Fang Xuanling also had this idea in mind, and after talking to Li Chengqian who was in a daze, the matter was settled.
In the evening, Li Chengqian and Fang Xuanling stayed in Majiazhuang for the night.
Thousands of soldiers they brought also camped in Majiazhuang.
Throughout the afternoon, the canteen in Majiazhuang was very busy.
A dinner party for more than 5,000 people requires a lot more ingredients.
If there are not enough pigs and sheep, the king will cut them straightTake the money and buy it!
A total of twenty pigs and sheep were killed that day, as well as a rogue horse.
There were hundreds of cooking pots alone.
In order to let Li Chengqian and Fang Xuanling know more about sweet potatoes, Wang Jian also made several different dishes with the cut sweet potatoes.
Boiled sweet potatoes, roasted sweet potatoes, sweet potato syrup, shredded sweet potatoes...
Li Chengqian and Fang Xuanling tasted them all, nodding in appreciation while eating.
"Brother Wang, I didn't expect that sweet potatoes not only have a high yield, but also have so many ways to eat them. You are amazing!"
Fang Xuanling chewed in his mouth Holding the sweet potato, taste it carefully and feel: "This sweet potato is sweet, glutinous and refreshing. It can be eaten alone or as a dish. It is simply wonderful."
In addition to entertaining with delicious food, under the arrangement of Wang Jian, the dinner party A dozen performances were also organized during the process.
Singing and dancing celebrate the birth of the sweet potato.
Whether it’s a woman singing a new song solo, or Xue Rengui and four others singing "Serving the Country with Loyalty", or a group of children such as Yao Dan singing "The Thousand Character Essay"...
One by one Li Chengqian and Fang Xuanling took turns to appear in exciting programs that they had never seen before.
Li Chengqian kept clapping his hands and applauding, looking particularly excited.
"Brother Wang, I can't believe that Majiazhuang is so rich and colorful."
"The people are good at singing and dancing, loyal and patriotic, and the children are all studying in private schools. In the future, they will surely Make a difference."
Every time Li Chengqian commented on something exciting, he would pat Wang Jian's arm.
In the current Tang Dynasty, in addition to his father and a few ministers who he admired, there was now another person like Wang Jian.
The moon hangs on the branches, and it is already late at night in a blink of an eye.
The reception room of Majiazhuang Manufacturing Bureau.
In the room with clear candlelight, Wang Jian, Li Chengqian and Fang Xuanling sat around the stove.
Several large candles were more than half burned, and the red wax oil fell to the ground drop by drop, forming a thick layer of wax mud.
Apparently the three of them had been chatting for a long time.
Fang Xuanling was wearing casual clothes, drinking warm wine, looking at Wang Jian like an elder.
"Brother Wang, you are quite talented in Gwuyi. I am thinking of letting you go to the Ministry of Works for training."
"When you first enter the court, you will work in the field you are good at. You will be like a fish in water."
"Take some time to practice, and your Majesty will gradually increase your responsibilities."
After Fang Xuanling finished speaking, he glanced at Li Chengqian and continued. Said to Wang Jian.
"His Majesty feels that you are a bit shy when you go to the Ministry of Industry, so he intends to let you join the East Palace to assist the prince!"
"What do you think?"