"No matter how rare it is, it is not a long-term solution."
Lin Feng carefully put the cotton seeds into the box.
Luan Xin asked her, "How can it last long?"
"As a clerk in the Ministry of Revenue, I will naturally teach the best grains and the best methods to the people under my rule." When the young man said this, his eyes were kind and calm, as if he had some compassion for the Buddha. "My lord often says that it is better to teach a man how to fish than to give him a fish. The older you are, the more you can understand the weight of this saying. Even a scholar who has reached the pinnacle of literature and art dare not talk about immortality. People will die, and after a hundred years, they will turn into a handful of yellow earth, but the hope of inheritance will not be easily extinguished."
Even if Lin Feng alone can ensure that the common people under the lord's rule are well fed and clothed, and do not have to work hard for their lives, how long can this state last? At most one generation, but countless descendants still need to survive, and there is only one Lin Feng in the world!
so-
"Be like Hou Ji! Learn from Lei Zu!"
“What a great ambition!”
Luan Xin immediately clapped his hands and praised.
Gu Chi also subconsciously curled his lips.
Don’t you see how many people taught Lin Feng
At this time, she was only six or seven months older than the exiled Chen Tang, and had just passed the age of 18. If an ordinary person of the same age had such ability, he would be complacent, not to mention arrogant, and even worse, he would lose his original intention and become impetuous.
Lin Feng, however, was like an old monk in meditation, his mind was surprisingly calm, and at a young age he had mastered the ways of scholars.
In this case—
The summit of Wen Dao is just around the corner.
Truly achieve "the disciple surpasses the master".
"It's all thanks to the good teachings of the teacher and the lord. I'm just repeating what others have said and making Luan Hu Cao laugh." Only at this time would Lin Feng show a little shyness, but he would quickly get over it and return to his usual steady appearance.
Because the cotton seeds were found in the Hucao treasury of Sibao County, Lin Feng invited Luan Xin to go to see the lord together and share the credit. However, Luan Xin gave up and declined, saying: "Without Lin Hucao's keen eyes, how could this thing 'see the light of day' again?"
Lin Feng naturally would not choose to go with the flow.
She is young, but she knows the ways of the world.
Luan Xin's identity was special. If he didn't handle it well and left a grudge in the other party's heart, causing a rift between him and his lord, that would be a loss. Moreover, this matter did have some credit. The three of them went to the county government office together. By then, the lord was still writing and it was a long time before he could leave.
"Why are you three here? Not enough manpower?"
Chen Tang was worried that these three were here to ask for help.
At this moment, she couldn't do it even if she had three heads and six arms.
Lin Feng and Luan Xin were unwilling to speak first, so Gu Chi took the lead without hesitation: "Of course I am here to congratulate the Lord."
"Congratulations? Where does the joy come from?"
Chen Tang was completely confused. She had been having a hard time these past few days, and was almost drowned in government affairs. She worked in the office with her eyes open, and worked in her dreams with her eyes closed. The brush in her hand was about to smoke. She guessed, "Could it be that there is income again?"
The "income" mentioned here is the money for redeeming one's freedom.
She still has a few captives that she hasn't sold yet.
Gu Chi shook his head. Seeing that he couldn't guess correctly, Chen Tang looked at him with suspicion: "Wang Chao, are you really not kidding me?"
It was impossible for him to trick his master, not even in his lifetime, and he didn't want to be swindled by Qi Shan and the others. Gu Chi wanted to keep it a secret, but it would be boring if Chen Tang didn't cooperate with him: "Master, why don't you open it and see what's inside."
Chen Tang opened it doubtfully.
Inside the box lay the plump seeds quietly.
She understood immediately: "What kind of grain is this?"
"The seeds of the white floribunda were discovered by Lingde and Gongyi in the treasury of the household department of Sibao County today. Lingde used his spiritual energy to stimulate the growth of several plants. It is estimated that they can be harvested once a year..." Because Chen Tang's expression was dull after hearing this, Gu Chi didn't want to continue.
He asked softly, "My Lord?"
Chen Tang was called back to his senses by him: "You mean Bai Diezi?"
Gu Chi and the other two nodded in unison.
Lin Feng was worried that a good thing would turn into a bad thing, so he whispered, "My Lord, what's wrong with this thing?"
Bang!
A loud bang came from under Shen Tang's palm.
Luan Xin looked at the five obvious finger marks on the table, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he felt a phantom pain in his right hand. The next moment, he saw Chen Tang standing up from the spot, and the first thing he said was, "Fuck, isn't white folded cotton?"
The magical weapon she had been longing for finally arrived
"Cotton?" Gu Chi murmured.
He had a very good memory and remembered that the word "cotton" was often on his lord's lips - at that time his lord was still struggling with a silk quilt. Although she finally got what she wanted, she was disgusted by the high cost and outrageous efficiency.
So I kept thinking about how nice it would be if I had cotton.
"Is this the cotton that the lord was talking about?"
"Yes! Although most cotton varieties have not been improved and the yield may not be high, it can keep warm, at least much better than summer cloth clothes made of hemp and ramie." Summer cloth, as the name suggests, is cloth made of hemp and ramie fibers used to make summer clothes.
This thing is fine to wear in summer, but it's a pain in the winter.
The poorest families could only fill the interlayer of their clothes with reed fluff, poplar fluff, willow fluff, etc., so their resistance to cold can be imagined. Those with slightly better conditions and livestock at home could also save some duck feathers, goose feathers, and chicken feathers. Even better ones could use animal skins such as pigskin and sheepskin. Although earthen kangs have been vigorously promoted in recent years and the cost of heating with fire is low, there are still poor people who die at home every winter. Although Chen Tang is the head of a county and holds the national seal, he cannot save them from the suffering of freezing and starvation.
Now that cotton is delivered to our doorstep, isn’t it a godsend
Chen Tang gave Lin Feng two big bear hugs.
One was for Lin Feng and the other was for Luan Xin, but she felt it was inappropriate for her to hug Luan Xin, so she let Lin Feng do it instead.
She was so happy that she could not contain herself: "My dear Lingde, you are destined to be remembered for generations and go down in history!"
“Ahem…”
Lin Feng felt a little dizzy after being patted by her.
Her master was so excited that he couldn't control his strength well. Lin Feng pretended to beg for mercy: "My lord, if you keep hitting me, I'm afraid I will die prematurely." She knew that cotton seeds could save the people, but she didn't have a specific picture in her mind. Even though she was happy, it didn't seem real.
But Chen Tang's bear hug and a few slaps made her realize something - her lord was a man who remained calm even when faced with a mountain collapse. He had seen all kinds of big occasions, and something that could make her excited and lose her composure could truly benefit all the people!
Only then did Chen Tang let go of Lin Feng.
The good news made her feel refreshed from the whole day's fatigue.
"Wangchao, go and pass the message to Yaohe to come over!"
Gu Chi bowed and accepted the order.
"Yao He" was not someone else, but Shen Zhi, whose name was given by Bai Su. Unlike Lin Feng, who was extremely talented and specialized in agriculture and mulberry, Shen Zhi was old and not very talented. She had practiced for a long time before she could barely open up her Danfu, and was still far from condensing her literary mind.
If nothing unexpected happens, there will be no hope in this life.
Although her Wen Qi was very little, it also had the effect of promoting childbirth. However, due to her talent and age, no matter how much she practiced, her Wen Qi accumulation progress was as slow as a turtle.
Shen Zhi was discouraged. She found that although she had little literary talent, she was good at tending to flowers and plants. So she faced reality and devoted herself to the preparation of rouge and flower dew, dealing with flowers and plants all day long.
Bai Su and others who were friends with her also helped her collect flower seeds. Over time, the small courtyard was filled with the fragrance of flowers in all seasons.
One day, she was holding her daughter in the courtyard basking in the sun.
In her dream, she received a word of wisdom. A mature, graceful woman with a wonderful fragrance knocked on the door and she woke up instantly.
When I woke up, the garden was full of spring colors.
Thousands of petals weighed down the branches, and thousands of colorful butterflies from nowhere fluttered among the flowers. The colorful butterflies were fluttering, fragrant and beautiful. At this time, a yellow oriole chirped and landed lightly on her shoulder. Shen Zhi watched this scene, and his mood was unprecedentedly open and relaxed, as if this body had become three times lighter. Shen Zhi was immersed in it, and the daughter in his arms was still ignorant. With his chin resting on his mother's shoulder, he kept giggling.
Shen Zhi was awakened by a very slight cracking sound. At this moment, she saw the flowers in the courtyard gathering in the vortex, and she, or her Danfu, was the center of the vortex. As for the butterflies in the garden? There were no butterflies at all, they were all transformed from petals.
So strange—
The calm and immature spirit condenses into a literary mind.
The literary talent is of low rank, only the lower middle eighth rank.
The literary talent is very limited, and it is difficult to make it bloom.
But that is the genuine Wenxin!
The way her literary mind was condensed was bizarre, and what was even more bizarre was that after she woke up from her dream, she also awakened to the way of literati—the garden was full of spring.
Once started, the flower seeds will crazily absorb the energy of heaven and earth, regardless of the solar term, regardless of shyness, and bloom one on the spot!