Cheng Jia got up, took the container and went outside, swept a small bowl of snow from the plum blossom petals, then returned to the Nuan Pavilion, turned the fire of the stove to very low, poured the snow into the pot and slowly melted it, and then poured it out of the tea box Take out a small piece of dragon ball from inside, first put it on the fire and roast it carefully, then grind it into fine powder, take the fine powder and put it in a tea tray, pour the melted snow water into another pot and start to use it. Boil on high heat. After the water boils, pour a small amount into the teacup and make a paste. Then pour the boiling water in the teapot into the teacup, and then stir the tea soup while turning the teacup with the tea qiang. After a while, the tea soup noodles There was a layer of white waves floating on it.
His movements were like clouds and flowing water, and he looked elegant and beautiful. When the slender fingers held the tea cup and handed it to Ling Qingyu, she just came back to her senses, her old face flushed slightly, she took it, and took a sip.
As soon as the tea was sipped, the tongue was immediately full of fragrance, and Ling Qingyu unconsciously praised: "Good tea."
Cheng Jia just smiled and said nothing. In fact, he has already saved a lot of process for this tea. If he really made it according to the tea ordering method, I am afraid that the lady in charge will not say good tea, but just leave.
"Brother Cheng, did you order tea?" Han Bian, who smelled the fragrance of tea from a distance, walked quickly, entered the Nuan Pavilion, and said with a smile.
"Brother Han won't be angry when Jia comes here without warning?" Cheng Jia poured another cup of tea to Han Bian and said with a smile. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Yan San who had already quietly retreated.
"How come, I was just about to ask Brother Cheng for advice." Han Bian sat down on the chair, took a sip of the tea cup, and then said to Ling Qingyu apologetically, "Master, this is Han's friend Cheng Jiacheng Qiaomu. "This person met him in Huai'an. He is very knowledgeable, and he is proficient in the six arts of a gentleman, and his attainments in qin and tea are even more profound. He happened to meet him in Bianjing when he was organizing the plum appreciation party, so he dragged him to help. It's just that I didn't expect him to come here today, and run into Ling Qingyu. Seeing Yan San's face, I'm afraid...
Ling Qingyu nodded very dignifiedly, then took another sip of tea, tears streaming down her heart, I just want to rest, how can I relax in front of such a person who can order tea so gracefully and aggressively!
Her posture was too correct, her smile was too ladylike, so fake that Han Bian couldn't help but look at it a few more times, smiled secretly, and then said: "Brother Cheng gave you a lot of good advice, and it will be done here in due time." The place of tea, I want to add a few more places, I don't know what the owner thinks?"
Don't ask me about this kind of thing, I only know how to make tea, just take water and make it so troublesome, the ancients just have too much time to spare! Ling Qingyu slandered in his heart, but still said with a smile on his face: "This is naturally good, Brother Han, you can make the decision."
"Boss Ling, there are a few things Cheng wants to ask you for advice, I wonder if I can take up some of your time." Seeing that Ling Qingyu was about to leave with a light lift of his buttocks, Cheng Jia laughed.
"What's the matter?" Unable to leave, Ling Qingyu had no choice but to sit down dignifiedly again, and asked very kindly.
"I heard from Brother Han that the Ling family's new variety harvested more than ten stones per mu this autumn. I wonder if the Ling family is willing to promote this variety in other places?" Cheng Jia asked seriously, the first time he heard it. When he arrived, he only thought that Han Bian was bragging. Even in a place as intensively cultivated as the Taihu Plain, the maximum annual output was only five shi. How much influence did it have, but later he heard that Han Bian's subordinates also ordered things like this, so he moved his mind. He knew Han Bian as a man, and this person was very honest in his work, and he would never create something out of nothing. He followed Han Bian to the Ling family Mi Xing saw those new varieties, which were all varieties that Da Zhou had never seen before. Since then, he has taken a fancy to the Ling family.
"You mean..." Ling Qingyu hesitated after glancing at the embarrassed Han Bian, and asked, "Sweet potato?"
Cheng Jia smiled and said, "I don't know what the name is, but the golden color is very pretty."
"Corn?" Ling Qingyu glanced at Han Bian again, and said, "It's not up to our Ling family to decide whether to promote or not."
"If the imperial court makes an order, is the Ling family willing to provide good seeds?" Cheng Jia asked. Dazhou has had poor harvests for several years in a row, and people's livelihood is already a major issue. If these can be promoted, at least one more guarantee to survive the famine.
"What benefits do I have?" Ling Qingyu raised his eyebrows, poured himself a glass of water, and said slowly.
As soon as she said this, her demeanor completely changed, the original rigidity completely disappeared, and instead she became confident and lazy.
Cheng Jia's heart moved, and he relaxed his kneeling posture, leaned on the soft back beside him, and said, "What benefits does Master Ling want?"
Ling Qingyu smiled lightly and said, "Why is Mr. Cheng so sure that you can benefit my Ling family?"
"If the Ling family can contribute the surimi...corn...mangrove...seeds, it will be a great contribution to Dazhou. If you have any requests, the court will definitely agree." Cheng Jia smiled.
"Hehe, when I came back this time, when I was in Quanzhou, some court officials asked me to unload all three shipments of goods, and they were only willing to pay IOUs." Ling Qingyu put down the teacup, stared directly at Cheng Jia and said, "There are a few people in my Ling family too. Tens of thousands of people need to be fed, if I can help more people, I am naturally willing, but, Mr. Cheng, Ling Qingyu is a woman, so I don't think so far, the first thing I have to consider is the life and death of these people under me."
Cheng Jia smiled faintly. He went to check the places where the Ling family grew these crops. All of them were located in the northwest. Guo Limin, but looking at her, she is quite dissatisfied!
"I will report back to my father what Master Ling said, and I will definitely give an explanation to Master Ling." Cheng Jia said, and then watched Han Bian's face begin to change, while Ling Qingyu suddenly realized.
Then said: "So you are also the second generation of officials."
Han Bian took a sip of tea and sprayed it out.
"I'm currently working as Secretary Lang." Cheng Jia couldn't help laughing. The second generation of officials? I've never heard of this statement, but it's true.
"How old is the official?" Ling Qingyu turned sideways and asked Han Bian softly.
Han Bian stared at Cheng Jia for a long time, then Fang sighed and said, "Brother Cheng really made it difficult for me to hide it from me. In charge of the family, Brother Cheng is the number one scholar in the 24th year of Xianping, the son of Master Cheng."
Ling Qingyu blinked at Han Bian, Han Bian nodded, Ling Qingyu blinked again, Han Bian nodded again.
"Okay! Mr. Cheng, my request is very simple. I want an umbrella to prevent our legitimate business from being suppressed and affected." Ling Qingyu leaned forward and said with bright eyes: "We can provide seeds for free. If the imperial court is willing, our Ling family is willing to fund more land reclamation."
Cheng Jia was slightly taken aback, but she didn't expect her reaction to be like this, and she smiled unconsciously: "It is the imperial court's duty to protect normal trade, so why is there such a thing as an umbrella?"
"Come on, Mr. Cheng is also a sensible person. Today's Dazhou really can't be said to be able to guarantee a serious business, and we don't say dark words. Can you help us when our Ling family is suppressed and framed? If you can , We provide seeds for free, and our Ling family can also allocate 100,000 taels of silver as a special fund every year to provide sponsorship for agricultural technology updates." Ling Qingyu narrowed his eyes slightly and said.
"The Cheng family only does things that benefit the country and the people, but if the leader of the Ling family can really do things like this, I think the world's top leaders and insightful people will definitely praise them. Framed." Cheng Jia laughed.
"So, brother Han, how many seeds do we leave this time?" Ling Qingyu turned to ask Han Bian.
"Shaanxi Road and Hebei Road collected a total of 200,000 shi this autumn." Han Bian replied. The number is naturally underreported, but this number has slightly opened Cheng Jia's eyes.
"Okay, keep half of it for us to eat and use, Mr. Cheng, how about I divide the 50,000 shi for planting?" Ling Qingyu said to Cheng Jia. There are more than 2,000 hectares of land on Shanxi Road alone, how could it be possible to produce only 200,000 shi, but there is no need to reveal your old background.
"It's so natural and good. Jiading will send a reward to the Ling family." Cheng Jiaxi said. He originally meant that as long as the Ling family is willing to release the seeds, it will be considered a success. After all, a new variety is also a channel for businessmen to gain profits. I didn't expect that the head of the family would be able to sell 50,000 stones, which is really bold.
Hearing what he said, Han Bian was also overjoyed. If there is an award from the emperor or even a title, then Ling Qingyu is no longer just a businessman, but also has something to rely on.
"The Ling family will pay another 100,000 taels of silver for promotional expenses." Ling Qingyu continued. If Dazhou continues to be chaotic, it will not be a good thing for merchants. Only when the general public becomes richer and richer, merchants, especially her who specializes in luxury goods, will have a future. What's more, after so many years of education in a peaceful society, how many I still hold the idea that all beings are equal and can contribute something to society.
"The righteousness of Master Ling!" Cheng Jia cupped his hands sincerely. Ling Qingyu's words were not only about one hundred thousand taels of silver, but also meant bringing out the cultivation technology in an all-round way.
"However, Mr. Cheng actually really thinks about the people, which really surprises me." Ling Qingyu laughed. He did not seek his own personal gain but sincerely thought of Da Zhou. There are indeed not many such officials. Ling Qingyu had a trace of respect for him in his heart.
Cheng Jia smiled lightly. I really dare not take these words as compliments, but now the Great Zhou court is indeed corrupt. Wang Xiang and Dong Xiang are fighting for the position of crown prince. Even the imperial court couldn't stop the country from becoming corrupt. Now he just came here to ask for a good seed for the people, but he was actually said by a businessman. Although he knew that Ling Qingyu said this to praise him, he still felt uncomfortable. If even a businessman has this opinion, then those who stand in the court What are the big officials above
Ling Qingyu heard Han Bian talk about the current situation in the court yesterday. This Cheng Jia's father, Cheng Yan, was a servant in charge of Pingzhang's political affairs. The mainstay of the imperial court, it is precisely because of their presence that Dazhou can maintain its current prosperity and keep the policy of founding the country unchanged. Now that Cheng Jia's words can be heard by Datian, half of his heart can be relieved.
Seeing Cheng Jia's face, Ling Qingyu realized that what he said just now was not a good thing if he thought about it in another way, so he hurriedly laughed and said, "Don't mind Mr. Cheng, the little girl is used to running outside the show, and her words are too direct. If there is any idea of benefiting the country and the people, as long as the Ling family can do it, Ling Qingyu will not refuse."
Han Bian's eyes twitched at the side, and he thought to himself, the head of the house doesn't need to make up any more.