Bring The System To Datang

"It turned out to be like this, it turned out to be like this." Yao Chong rubbed the soap bubble with his hand, the more he rubbed it, the more he became addicted.

Especially when I scratched the back of my hand with my nail, the exposed area looked a lot whiter.

After washing with water, wipe it off with a towel, he wants to do it again.

"Your Majesty, good thing, this saponins are many times better than what the minister usually uses. I don't know who it is... Your Majesty, isn't it Li Yi?"

The prime minister is the prime minister, smart.

The Prime Minister Yao Chong was smart when he said it. Yesterday, His Majesty and Queen didn't come back, so they ran to Li Yizhuangzi.

Today I have such a good soap jelly, which is much stronger than the soap powder I used before.

"Right!" Li Longji spit out a word.

My heart is beautiful, this Yi brother is own, no one is allowed to grab it.

"Your Majesty, do you have any more? The minister has already used this one. The minister wants to take a few more dollars home." Yao Chong asked directly.

"What does Yuan Zhi think the price of this soap should be?" Li Longji asked a question.

Yao Chongwu has realized that your Majesty is playing a childish temper, how old he is.

Hundreds of boiled bastard eggs can no longer be mentioned, the bulk of the money goes into the palace, that Li Yi...Ning Chen.

No, he is not an official yet, that's a renminbi.

After a bit of defamation, Yao Chong felt better and said: "Beijing soap powder has a different fragrance. The expensive one has a hundred wen, one or two thousand wen."

"This thing... this piece is three or two, it's worth five thousand."

Yao Chong said that the most expensive soap powder in Beijing has many fragrances.

The most expensive one-tenth is doubled, and you dare to sell it for a hundred dollars.

But that soap didn't make as many bubbles as the soap used today.

"Does Yuan Zhi want to know the cost?" Li Longji asked again.

"I don't want to, get angry." Yao Chongda threw it out the truth, he understood, the cost is not high.

"Yao Qing." Li Longji changed his name: "How can summer cucumbers be compared with winter cucumbers."

"The minister already knows." Yao Chong bowed.

"Gaolishi, take another five dollars and Xiang Yao." Li Longji ordered.

"Thanks your Majesty." Yao Chong thanked.

"Yao Qing still blames me and the queen for going to Li Yizhuangzi? I'm over there, I don't dare to say that I am the emperor, I'm afraid that I will be far away."

"Just say it's six brothers and three out of three, and call Li Yi the younger brother."

"Whenever there is a good thing, Brother Yi must think of my brother, that Zhuangzi...well...heaven and earth."

Li Longjido said a few words, meaning that the queen and I used to find good things to benefit the country and the people, not for fun.

***

On May 18, the sky was full of clouds in the east in the morning, and it looked so beautiful.

Yao Chong opened a court meeting and found an excuse to take the two Stoudemire out of town in a carriage.

Go east through Tonghua Gate to the edge of Bashui and cross the river.

Then he saw a group of people running, some dressed as scholars.

"Quickly, go to Zhangjiacun and help harvest the wheat. It's going to rain." someone shouted.

Yao Chong looked at the sky, feeling depressed. Are you going to be raining today?

He grabbed the individual and asked: "Where is Dongzhu Li?"

"Go to Zhangjia Village, let go, I'll go too." The other party threw a sentence, broke free and ran away.

"Go to Zhangjiacun." Yao Chong got in the car and ordered.

When the place was reached, a large group of people were rotating the wheat artifacts, and Li Yizhuangzi's children stopped attending classes.

Come and help straighten out the wheat stalks.

Everyone harvested the wheat frantically and looked at the sky from time to time.

Now I feel more strenuous than usual for my breath. I'm afraid that it will rain heavily. Then the wheat will sprout and all the harvest is over.

Li Yi is also working. He is wondering if he wants to make wine. Obviously, the sprouted wheat cannot be eaten, but it can be made.

The technology of wine making is not a problem, the problem is that the imperial court allows it.

"On the thatch, if you have already piled it up first, take the thatch, take the thatch. Don't pick the small one first, put it there, and use a rake for a while."

"Don't be afraid of getting your hands, I'll apply the medicine to you in a while."

"Lifted out from the low pit, it rains and the water flows into it."

"You guys use shovel to dig a trench, one on the top, and the two sides are connected to the vertical trench. In more wheat piles, the raining water flows down the trench first."

"Come on some women, go back with my people from Zhuangzi to get the soup, don't forget to get the bowl."

"Students who don't work go to the side and get in the way."

"You older female dolls, give you the best job, take care of the little Little Brother Little Sister. After you take care of it, you will have some sweets."

"The craftsman, stay together, don't move, someone's harvesting tool is broken, you guys fix it immediately."

Li Yi, who was cutting the wheat, didn't cut it anymore. He saw that the scene was too chaotic, so he ran around giving orders.

The people in Zhuangzi listened naturally, and the people in Zhangjia Village listened the same. They were convinced of Li Yi.

As Li Yi ran around yelling for command, the messy burying field suddenly became organized.

Yao Chong closed his hands in front of him, keeping his eyes on Li Yi.

Watching the figure who had just been running and commanding smoothed things and stood there slowly drinking soup.

Then Yao Chong smiled at the corner of his mouth. At this time, he admitted that the young proprietor did have the ability.

Standing there, the young man is the backbone of everyone.

Many people only know that they are anxious, like a headless fly.

When the boy finished yelling, everyone found what they wanted to do.

Yao Chong watched and sneaked up to a group of scholars who were rushed to watch the excitement.

He put his hand back and asked: "Why don't you wait to help?"

The scholar closest to him looked at him and found that this old man was different from the ordinary old man, with a certain tolerance.

Then he whispered: "How can a scholar do anything bad."

"Why do some other people do it?" Yao Chong is upset, everyone is busy, you watch.

"They... they count on Li Yi to give them a house for them to live in and food for nothing. The old man may not know that those people still need to clean up their feces every day."

The scholar looked down upon him, revealing a sense of superiority.

Yao Chong slowly nodded and walked towards the scholar who was resting and drinking soup.

"Are you tired?" Yao Chong asked.

"It's not very tiring to return to Lao Zhang, and there is a lot of work on weekdays. Brother Li Yixian once said that a little bit of work can help you keep fit."

"I waited and followed, and as Li Xian said, I haven't gotten sick in recent days."

"Furthermore, after work, eating is more delicious, and you can settle down when you read."

The scholar raised his sleeve to wipe off his sweat, and answered with a smile.

Yao Chong followed with a smile: "I heard that you are waiting for a cheap job with livestock manure.

"Let the feces and urine accumulate and become unclear, so they are pickled. If you think your feces are not good, you clean them up; if you think your virtue is bad, then you correct them. If you don't sweep away the sun and clouds, how can you be bright?"

The scholar said, looking at the sky, the clouds in the sky are gathering, and the wind is blowing.

He hurried to continue cutting the wheat.

Xu Shi's air pressure was low before the rain and it was too boring. Yao Chong took a deep breath and said, "What a young proprietor. If you raise one, you must raise one."

Seeing noon, it was dark and heavy, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

One third of the wheat in the field was confiscated, and everyone was so anxious that they stopped eating, so they drank a bowl of soup and continued to work hard.

Drainage ditches were dug out, and the harvested wheat was placed in a relatively safe place and covered with thatch cloth.

The little children were taken by the older ones to play in Li Yizhuangzi, where there are many houses and sheds.

Li Yi encouraged everyone: "Don't be afraid of getting drenched in the rain, and I will treat you if you are sick. Don't be afraid of the remaining wheat if it gets wet. I have a way to prevent the wheat from mouldy and sprout."

Hearing it, everyone showed a relaxed expression.

It seemed that they believed whatever Li Yi said. It must be correct to say that the rain-drenched wheat would not be moldy and sprouted.

"Do you know how to do it?" Yao Chong asked Stoudemire at home.

When he encountered farming, he suddenly remembered the situation when he threshing the wheat, and his heart was overwhelmed.

"Master, we don't know, unless it's sunny tomorrow, we put it outside to dry."

Stoudemire was embarrassed, the wheat was soaked in the rain, it seemed that he had to wait for the good weather.

Yao Chong felt his stomach and was hungry.

He leaned over and came to Li Yi's side: "Master Li, old man...I'm hungry, I'm asking for a bowl of soup."

"Lao Zhang asked, it doesn't need to be the case. Tao Hong, bring three burritos." Li Yi said to the new palace maid behind.

The lady of the court ran to see Yao Chong, met, but didn't dare to say anything, and ran to get the cake.

Yao Chong was taken aback for a moment, and there were also court ladies, and after a closer look, there were also eunuchs.

In wonder, he was in a good mood, very good, and knew how to respect the old, so he asked: "I just listened to what you said, are you afraid of the wheat getting wet?"

"I'm afraid, why don't you be afraid, you have to spend money to deal with it. But if it's afraid, won't it rain?"

"In fact, it's best not to collect the remaining wheat. After a rain, the wheat is on the stalks and the water flows down."

"But every villager has a different land. They harvest the wheat together, and which household will be worried about which household belongs to."

"If the rest is collected and threshed, I will spend some things to calm people's hearts."

"Don't suffer from lack and inequality, and don't suffer from poverty and anxiety."

Li Yi gave the reason why it rained.

After harvesting, there is still rain and threshing, just because the people's feelings are equal.

Yao Chong looked at Li Yi carefully again, very surprised and puzzled.

Say this young proprietor is not a craftsman, he can always make useful tools.

Say he is not a farmer, but he knows farming very well.

Say he is not a businessman, he sells soy sauce and bullshit boiled eggs and so profitable.

Say he is not a literati, what he said with his mouth open, but with a gentle air.

How can there be such people in the world?

"Proprietor, I brought you the big umbrella."

Guan Shi Song De and the other man ran to Li Yi carrying a closed umbrella.

"Open, I stand down." Li Yi said.

The big umbrella is indeed a big umbrella, twice the diameter of the big sun umbrella on Li Yi's side of the street.

Bamboo and wood are used as the surface of bone and oil cloth.

Another person came and pulled a big box with wooden wheels.

The umbrella was inserted in the gap left by the box, and Li Yi stood up.

Yao Chong consciously followed up without wanting face, with some dissatisfaction on his face: "Why do you have an umbrella?"

"Because I can't get sick, I have to see someone else. I fell ill first, what about other patients?"

Li Yi looked at Yao Chong with eyes that cared for fools.

"You still know medicine?" Yao Chong didn't know the secret.

"Haha! Know a little." Li Yisi is not modest.

"Uh!" Yao Chong heard two hehes, took a deep breath, not angry, not angry at all.

When the burrito came, Stoudemire just stretched out her hand, and the maid pink shrank her hand and took her eyes to gouge him.

Then give one to Li Yi first, then one to Yao Chong, and the other one went to Zhang Xiao, the village master of Zhangjiacun.

Two Stoudemire who came with Yao Chong: "..."

Three burritos, none of us?

"Lao Zhang, eat it. There is meat sauce and green onions, and it's hot soup, comfortable." Li Yi said, taking a bite of the cake.

Yao Chong also understood, and he did give one to himself, but there was no follower.

"Brother Yi, Brother Yi, do you have any soap? The third brother gave me twenty yuan, which is not enough."

Yao Chong just took a bite of the cake and was tasting it when a voice came.

Then he turned his head to look, the chewing motion on his mouth stopped and his eyes widened.

"Brother Yi, that soap...hey? You..." Li Chengqi, who ran over, saw Yao Chong and was stunned.

"Oh, Dage, this old man is hungry. I will give him a burrito. Dage has never eaten." Li Yihuang shook the cake in his hand.

Li Chengqi looked at Yao Chong and smiled and shook his head: "No, I didn't eat it, Lao Zhang, is this pie delicious?"

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