Bring The System To Datang

"Your Majesty, the heavy rain falls, even if the elm money paid out later is gone, I just saw a farmer picking it back from elsewhere, and eating elm money rice at noon?"

Gao Lishi didn't answer what it was like back then, what did he mention for lunch.

Li Longji nodded: "Em tree money and elm bark have saved many people when the barley is eating, but when the green and yellow bark is not picking it up."

"The mulberries have come out, and some are still green now, and purple is sweet and sour." Gao Lishi mentioned another food.

This is good, when the fruit is eaten, some people are already selling it in the two cities of Chang'an.

"Look for Brother Yi." Li Longji couldn't find a woman in broad daylight, and didn't want to read a book.

Zaifu is busy, he can't go over and chat.

Look for Li Yixing. Li Yi has nothing to do today and class is gone.

When Li Longji met Li Yi, Qingdai's family had just picked up Qingdai and went home to sleep.

All of them live in Lijiazhuang, and the others continue to see doctors in various counties.

Studying in Lijiazhuangzi in rotation, there are many imperial doctors, which is convenient for communication.

Mainly to exchange the content of the book, Li Yi copied a lot of the book, read it by himself, and when he didn't understand, or other understanding, he could only endure it.

A large group of people can communicate with each other and speak out different opinions.

In the city of Chang'an, they will go to the clinic.

They were worried when it came to this kind of weather. When the little girl said she was sleepy and sent someone to look for them, they were relieved to see that the child's complexion was not bad.

"Brother Yi, now the mulberries are coming out, do you want to make wine?" Li Longji came in by himself under an umbrella.

Li Yi got up to make chrysanthemum tea and put some rock candy in it.

"The vinegar made from mulberries is delicious. Old people and children can drink it. Let's make the vinegar. It will be written in the newspaper tomorrow that Zhuangzi will harvest mulberries."

Li Yi guessed Li Longji's intentions and asked himself to add extra income to the people.

Many people in Jingzhao Mansion plant mulberry trees, so let's harvest them.

Harvesting the fruit vinegar as a drink is good for the body.

Li Longji looked at the ups and downs of the chrysanthemum in the glass: "Brother Yi, there are many fruits in summer. Since you said that making vinegar is good, isn't it..."

Li Yi made Kuding tea for himself, and just put a little bit. It's from Shu, but Chang'an doesn't.

Seeing the water in the cup change color, he said, "I can't mention it, the king of Chu is so slim!"

"Let the brothers be responsible." Li Longji understood, and Li Yiyi said that the price of all the fruits that can be used to make vinegar has risen, and others can't afford it.

There are so many kinds of fruits that Li Yi can't set prices one by one.

Mulberry said he would accept it as much as he wanted.

It’s a bit cheaper than the retail price in the market. If you can’t sell a lot of them, you can give them to Lijiazhuang, you can still sell them.

Children who go up to the tree and eat mulberries as fruit will eat a few bites less and pick them for money.

"Sinong Temple said that the winter wheat harvest in Jingzhaofu this year is good, and the hybrids they have made themselves are also good.

By next year, hybrids can plant a larger area and then sell common people’s seeds.

Guess how much wheat income has increased? How to price? "

When Li Longji spoke, two fingers stretched out.

Li Yi glanced at Li Longji's fingers: "It can increase the income by 40%. When I planted it last year, I used deep farming and used farm manure and mineral fertilizers.

The seeds were processed in advance, and the year was good, and there were no pests or diseases. When the harvest was urgent, I even taught them to make nets and birds. "

"Huh?" Li Longji looked at own finger, I hinted, why don't you follow me?

"Three brothers, it's useless for you to stretch your fingers. Data estimation is a very serious matter." Li Yicai is not fooled.

"Forty%, yes, the same seeds, according to your method, the increased amount is enough for a family to eat."

Li Longji clenched his fist, the hybrids have not been released yet.

Through a series of operations, the original seed yield increased by 40%.

It's a pity that no one called Xiangrui. The current ministers don't care. They are waiting for corn and potatoes.

"What about the price?" Li Longji asked again.

"According to last year, the extra grain belongs to the farmers themselves. When the price of grain is lowered, they suffer too much."

Li Yi gave the price and maintained it at the level of last year.

People can afford to eat, but they don't want to eat wheat. Don't Henan province and other places have indica rice, which tastes a little bit cheap and tastes less.

I also grow a lot in Huazhou and Tongzhou, and sell them in piles. They haven't sold out until now. Tie Le changed his family to eat noodles after getting tired of eating.

"Good!" Li Longji agreed, Li Yi would not lie to him.

In turn, he still has a question: "How much will hybrid seeds sell next year?"

"Whether it is rice, sorghum, wheat and other crops, the seeds of Sinong Temple can only be exchanged, not sold.

The seeds in the hands of the people were changed one to one, and the people used to plant them.

Local government officials and agricultural officials, when the people reap the harvest, collect a batch of them and continue to replace them.

In the future, every two or three years, between neighboring counties, one to one change, always planting in one place, crop yields will become lower and lower, and plants degenerate. "

Li Yi does not support selling, nor does he start a seed company. Sinong Temple is the national administrative department.

If you sell, make sure that someone sells it privately, or even shoddy.

Individuals don’t make much money from stealing, and the people are fooled, and their trust in the court drops too much.

There is no profit in changing seeds, and you can't reach out even if you want to. You can't exchange cooked seeds for the people, right?

Li Longji still agreed, yes, change.

"Brother Yi, eat highland barley elm money rice at noon? Someone saw the farmer bring back a lot of elm money before it rained. It should be gone after the rain."

Li Longji did not forget about the elm money.

Li Yi: "..."

Isn’t the highland barley and elm money now fed to livestock?

"Eat the pancakes, steam the highland barley first, and put the elm money pancakes." Li Yi thought of a way to eat it.

He also thought of a movie, saying that Lafayette wants to know about the sufferings of the people, and he eats cornmeal, but he wants to eat it.

So the chefs had to grind the rice noodles finer, and steam them with white noodles and honey.

After it was steamed, Lafayette ate it and said as he ate it: It’s not easy for the common people. They can only eat this all day, and I also eat a few more.

She really ate a few to show that she was suffering with the people.

"Okay!" Li Longji really didn't understand, as long as he had something to eat.

Li Yi pulled the rope, and the dealer ran over.

"Ask Song De, who took the elm money back? Save a portion and eat the highland barley elm money rice at noon."

"Huh?" The dealer had the same expression as Li Yi just now.

"Take the highland barley... go." Li Yi said the operation method again.

"Ah!" The Zhuanghu realized and ran out.

At twelve o'clock, the officials who had worked hard all morning came to the cafeteria.

They did not gather to sit together, and deliberately interspersed with the farmers who came to eat at this time.

The farmer has the energy to do the work and can eat.

They see the farmers eating deliciously, and they also have an appetite.

As for eating with the dealer, you lose your identity? nonexistent.

The life of the banker is more precious than theirs, and the banker has more secrets.

What's more, the dealers are also literate in reading and can write and count.

The little girl didn't eat much in the morning, she slept, woke up half an hour ago, rested, and came over by herself in a raincoat.

"Master, I had a dream, dream... hey? Yuqian rice? This yuqian rice would not be eaten like this by ordinary people."

The little girl wanted to talk about a dream, and found the fried barley elm money cake on the plate.

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