Magic world

After listening to Ito Cheng's explanation, Ji Yanran couldn't help but fell silent, wondering what she was thinking about.

Seeing this, Ito Cheng did not interrupt and continued to take Ji Yanran and Zou Yan to wander around the college, taking in the classrooms and the students studying inside.

The visit didn't end until more than a quarter of an hour later.

"The scene of love in Julu Academy is indeed sobering and contemplative." Zou Yan sighed as he took the brewed tea from a maid in the dean's lounge of the academy.

"Hey, what is this? Is it tea?" Then, Zou Yan, who noticed that the tea in his hand was abnormal, said in surprise.

As the last thing Shennong found after tasting hundreds of herbs, tea had long been recognized by people during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, but they had always thought it was a medicinal material, so no one had ever thought of brewing it directly for drinking.

"Yes, it's tea." Ito Cheng affirmed with a smile.

"Then this is... medicinal soup?" Zou Yan lowered his head and sniffed the aroma wafting from the cup, and asked doubtfully.

"It's not a medicinal soup, it's just a drink I made in my spare time." Ito Cheng smiled. Then he raised his arm and said, "Please."

After saying that, he moved the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

When Zou Yan and Ji Yanran saw Ito Cheng's demonstration, they didn't hesitate and took a sip in the same manner.

In an instant, a thick and mellow fragrance of tea spread in their mouths, making Zou Yan and Ji Yanran have expressions of enjoyment on their faces.

"I didn't expect that this tea could be used in this way." After a moment, Zou Yan took a long breath and said with fondness in his eyes.

"Here at Marquis Julu, there are always some ingenious and novel things to do." Ji Yanran looked at Ito Cheng with bright eyes and said with a sweet smile.

Ito Cheng smiled slightly. He said nothing and drank the tea in his cup leisurely.

Zou Yan and Ji Yanran also stopped talking when they saw this. Immersed in the wonderful taste of tea.

For a moment, the whole room became quiet.

"Da~"

"I wonder where Miss Ji plans to visit next?" After a moment, Ito Cheng, who gently put the tea cup aside on the low table, looked at Ji Yanran and asked.

"I wonder if Yanran will be lucky enough to visit your husband's bookmaking and papermaking place?" Ji Yanran asked softly.

"Since it's Miss Ji who wants to see it, there's nothing wrong with it." Ito Cheng said with a smile.

"I wonder if Marquis Julu would mind if I accompany you?" Just as Ito Cheng stood up and prepared to leave, Zou Yan said beside him.

Originally, he didn't plan to follow Julu Hou and Ji Yanran and be the one who gets in the way, but he couldn't bear to think that the place they were going to now was his long-cherished place, so after some tangles. Zou Yan still shamelessly made his request.

"What did you say, sir? It's an honor for me to have you with me. How could you mind? Sir, just follow me." Ito Shige said in surprise.

"That's shameless of me." Zou Yanqian smiled.

Then the three of them left Julu Academy under the farewell of Zhao Ni, the dean of Julu Academy, and Zhao Ya, their left disciple, got back into the carriage in front of the academy, and moved towards Mrs. Ya's fiefdom on the outskirts of Handan City.

As the carriage traveled, it passed through the Handan City Gate and drove onto the fertile fields. Then, a patch of green seedlings came into Ji Yanran's eyes through the carriage window.

"Eh? Those don't seem to be millet seedlings?" Ji Yanran asked strangely.

Hearing what Ji Yanran said, Zou Yan, who had closed his eyes to recuperate next to him, also opened his eyes and looked out the window.

"It's indeed not millet seedlings." Zou Yan confirmed.

"That's right. Those are indeed not millet seedlings." Ito Cheng confirmed with a smile and nodded.

In an instant, Ji Yanran and Zou Yan's eyes all fell on Ito Cheng.

"Those are late-season vegetable seedlings. I got them from other places and are not from China." Ito Cheng explained.

"It's not from China?" Ji Yanran said in shock.

"Yes." Ito Cheng responded softly. But that's it, he didn't say a word about the customs and knowledge of the world outside of Middle-earth, which made Ji Yanran, who was full of curiosity, feel as uncomfortable as a cat scratching her heart. I couldn't help but rolled my eyes at Ito Cheng with hatred.

Ito Cheng just pretended not to see it and continued to talk to himself, "These seedlings will probably mature from September to October. If you two are still in Handan by then, you may be able to taste a different taste from the current dishes. ”

Zou Yan was stunned when he heard this. He secretly calculated with his fingers, and then exclaimed with disbelief on his face, "It only takes four months!?"

As soon as these words came out, even Ji Yanran couldn't help but look shocked and looked at Ito Cheng in disbelief.

But Ito Cheng still felt that it was not enough and said to himself, "It is a pity that the time for me to become a prince is a little short and I did not catch up with the spring update. Otherwise, I only need to plant new grain seeds and wait until autumn comes. Collect one hundred and two stones of grain and turn Zhao into a grain-rich country."

"How much did you say!?" Zou Yan exclaimed. Because he was too shocked, he even ignored the honorific title for Ito Cheng.

But think about it, in the Warring States period when three kilos of grain per mu was considered a good year, the figure of one hundred kilos was really astonishing, and it was the data that completely changed the grain industry in the world.

"One hundred and twenty stones. If we use intensive cultivation, there may be even more." Ito Cheng said softly.

Zou Yan and Ji Yanran were shocked and silent. They glanced at each other subconsciously, and a sentence came up in their minds at the same time: If everything they said is true, then this Juluhou is the new saint!

While the three of them were talking, the carriage drove into the passage opened between the fields, and finally stopped in front of a large number of buildings.

"He who comes, stop." At this moment, a sharp shout was heard coming from outside the carriage.

"It's me." Ito Cheng leaned forward and said to the soldiers guarding the room area.

"I've seen you, sir." The two soldiers who saw Ito Cheng's face immediately knelt down on one knee and bowed their heads in salute.

"Get up." Ito Cheng said.

Then the two stood up from the ground, walked quickly to the railing blocking the middle of the road, and worked together to move it away. The coachman didn't hesitate when he saw this, and drove the carriage again, drove into the housing area, and finally stopped in an open space.

"You two, we're here." Ito Cheng turned to the two thoughtful people and said.

Zou Yan and Ji Yanran nodded slightly, stood up and followed Ito Cheng out of the carriage, walked through the road paved with bluestones, and walked into a factory with a dull buzz.

"This is where paper is made." Ito Cheng took the mask from the worker next to him and handed it to Ji Yanran and Zou Yan. Then he raised his hand and put the mask on his face.

"Why is this?" Looking at the mask in her hand, Ji Yanran asked with some confusion.

"During the papermaking process, serious odors will be released. Not only is the smell pungent, but it also contains toxins. If you smell it for a long time, it will cause discomfort to the body. Therefore, for safety, everyone needs to wear this mask for protection during work." Ito Cheng explained.

Ji Yanran nodded suddenly, put the mask on her face in the same way, and then followed Ito Cheng's inspection in the paper factory, carefully watching every step of the paper manufacturing process.

After the visit ended, the three of them left the paper factory and went back to the printing factory that Zou Yan and Ji Yanran were most concerned about.

"It turns out that this is how books are made." Ji Yanran sighed as she saw the birth process of the book.

"Sure enough, it's a work of art!" Zou Yan said with emotion as he stopped by the printing press and looked at one sheet after another, from blank to white paper covered with handwriting, as well as the type plates that were taken out by workers from time to time.

"Marquis Julu, I have a merciless request, I don't know if I should tell it or not." Then Zou Yan withdrew his gaze and looked at Ito Cheng with a shy face.

"Sir, please tell me." Ito Cheng, who had already vaguely guessed what Zou Yan's request was, said with a smile.

"I would like to ask Julu Marquis to publish my "Five Virtues" into a book. I wonder if Julu Marquis can agree." Zou Yan looked at Ito Cheng's face nervously and said.

"Of course, I am willing to pay for the cost of the work." Then, Zou Yan quickly added.

"That's not necessary." Ito Cheng smiled and said, "As long as Mr. Yan can agree to one condition of mine, I will not only promise to help Mr. Yan print books, but also be willing to use his business to help Mr. Yan promote it."

"What conditions!?" Zou Yan's eyes lit up and he asked quickly.

"The entire book is printed in official script, without any other Chinese characters in the middle." Ito Cheng said quietly.

"This..." Zou Yan couldn't help but hesitate after hearing this.

At a time when official script is not allowed to be promoted, the risk of publishing the whole book in official script is too great. Perhaps the effect of publishing the book may not be as effective as traveling to various countries and giving speeches to the royal ministers of various countries, so Zou Yan could not help but hesitate.

Ito Cheng didn't rush him, and waited quietly for Zou Yan's decision.

"Okay, just follow what Marquis Julu said." After a moment, Zou Yan's eyes were determined and he nodded in agreement.

"In that case, please ask Mr. Yan to prepare the manuscript of the book as soon as possible so that it can be handed over to the workers of the printing factory for printing." Ito Cheng said with a smile.

After that, Zou Yan, who had devoted all his attention to the manuscript, had no intention of visiting. After taking a cursory look at the cement factory and the brewery, and taking a close look at the overseas vegetable seedlings that Ito Cheng mentioned, he hurried in the car. After returning to the city posthouse, he locked himself in the room and began to sort out the manuscript.

"What is Miss Ji thinking about?" In the courtyard of the courtyard where Ji Yanran lived in the post house, Ito Cheng asked softly, looking at Ji Yanran who was in a daze.

"Yanran was thinking, it would be great if the whole world could enjoy the convenience of the things created by Juluhou." Ji Yanran turned her head, looked at Ito Cheng deeply, and said softly.

"The world...I didn't expect that Miss Ji is still a person who cares about the country and the people and the world." Ito Cheng said with a chuckle.

This time, Ji Yanran did not answer.

"The world is too far away. There is a saying in Mencius: If you are poor, you can be good for yourself. If you are rich, you can be good for the world. So now it is better to enjoy the present." Ito Cheng looked up at the blue sky and said softly. (To be continued...)