I am old in the Han Dynasty

Xie Lang raised his head and looked directly at Liu Che, what can he do?

"Aren't you surprised?" Liu Che raised his eyebrows and asked.

Xie Lang: "Under the Putian, could it be the land of the king; on the shore of the land, could it be the king's ministers. Chang'an City is the capital city, and Chang'an is also Your Majesty's Chang'an. The grassroots have never tried to hide it from His Majesty. I asked Zhongqing for help, but I just didn't want to. Attract Xiaoxiao to spy."

He casually said that under Putian, could it be the land of the king.This kid is really no ordinary farmer.

Liu Che became interested, "Why don't you let Zhongqing submit it to me directly?"

"The Caomin heard that the King of Huainan also made tofu, and they also heard that it was not edible. The Caomin didn't know if it was true or not, so they dared not take credit for it." Xie Lang half-truthfully said.

Liu Che couldn't help sitting upright, "Liu An?"

"Yes." Xie Lang said, "Cao Min forgot who said it. The Huainan Wang elixir was not refined, but a urn of white jade board was refined. Cao Min was curious, so he went home and tried it, and finally boiled a pot of soybean milk. Cao Min disliked it." The stuff was tasteless and tasteless, so I put some salt in it, and unexpectedly it turned into bean curd.”

"How is the oily skin made?" Liu Che continued to ask.

Xie Lang couldn't help looking at Wei Qing, didn't you say?

"I want to hear from you." Liu Che said.

Xie Lang: "The soy milk became cold, and there was a layer of skin on it. The Caomin peeled it off and put it in a bowl, planning to feed the cows. At that time, the Caomin's house was busy building a house, so I forgot about it for a while. When the Caomin remembered it, the oily skin had hardened. Yes. Caomin wanted to throw it away but felt it was a pity, and if he didn’t throw it away, he was worried that he would get sick from eating it, so he boiled it and fed it to the sheep.”

"The sheep tasted it first?" Liu Che asked in disbelief.

Xie Langxin said, of course not.

"Caomin dare not enter unfamiliar things." Xie Lang said, looking at Liu Che, and seeing that he was not angry, he said, "Caomin didn't expect that people in the city would like it. At first, only six silkworm farmers made tofu. Two of them knew that stinky tofu was more expensive than tofu and did not dare to make it.”

Wei Qing asked, "Does every household in your village make tofu?"

Xie Lang shook his head, "I don't make tofu. I only make vegetarian chicken, dried tofu and dried oily skin."

Dried oil skin is yuba.Xie Lang couldn't explain the word yuba, so he followed the villagers to call it dry oil skin.

"You did these things too?" Liu Che asked curiously.

Xie Lang nodded, "The people in the village are so kind. They gave the grass people a lot of tofu and thin tofu. The grass people couldn't finish it, and they couldn't send it back. They have nothing to do, so they tried to make it."

"You make so many things, but you don't sell them yourself. How do you make a living?" This is what Liu Che is most interested in. "Don't talk about hunting. Everything you hunt is given to Zhongqing."

Xie Lang smiled and said, "Forging iron, making plows."

"A plow for plowing the land?" Liu Che didn't believe it. It took a lot of effort to make that thing, and I'm afraid no one can easily make as much money as a day's oil skin.

Xie Lang thought about telling Wei Qing about Qu Yuanli, but he never thought about saying it now.

But since Liu Che asked, he had to say it if he didn't want to.It's just that he just said that, Xie Lang was not reconciled, so he looked at Liu Che and asked deliberately, "The reward His Majesty just said?"

"What do you want?" Liu Che stared at him and asked.

Xie Lang turned to Wei Qing, I can tell.In case the emperor gets angry, you have to help me.

"I forgive you for your innocence." Liu Che said.

Xie Lang immediately said: "Xiao Qi is still young, but Caomin is already. After two years, he must perform military service. Caomin begs His Majesty to exempt Caomin from military service. Caomin alone is enough."

Liu Che was overjoyed, and co-authored to wait for him here, "Is your plow the one I know?"

"No." Xie Lang turned to Wei Qing.However, before he could speak, Wei Qing ordered his servants to fetch pens and inks.

Xie Lang took a brush and drew Quyuan plow and rake on the bamboo slips.Wei Qing immediately presented it to Liu Che.

Liu Che is not an emperor who "why not eat minced meat", he only needs to see the usage of rake at a glance.As for Qu Yuanli, he didn't quite understand, so he asked Xie Lang with his eyes.

Xie Lang explained the usage of Quyuanli.Liu Che slapped the bamboo slips onto the desk.

Xiaoqi was so frightened that she burrowed into Xie Lang's arms.

Xie Lang didn't understand why, "Your Majesty doesn't believe it?"

"Your Majesty is angry that you should make this plow public, not tofu." Wei Qing explained.

Xie Lang opened his mouth, just because of this?As for what.

As for.

With plows and harrows, rough cultivation has stepped into intensive cultivation, and at least one stone of grain can be found per mu of land.

Xie Lang can't figure out how much more food can be harvested in a year in the majestic and majestic China, but it is enough to fill the national treasury anyway.

But the matter has come to this point, no matter how much Xie Lang explained, it would be a cover-up, "Caomin forgot."

"What?" Liu Che let out all his anger, pointing at Xie Lang, in disbelief, "Did you forget such a big thing?"

Xie Lang: "Your Majesty, Caomin was only seventeen last year, and he still has a child to raise. The family is still building a house, and there are still animals and [-] acres of land. Caomin told His Majesty the truth, not because Caomin was the only one working in the family. , Cao Min couldn’t think of changing the plow at home to this, and then making a rake.”

"You, you, if there is another time, I will not spare you." Liu Che gritted his teeth and stared at him helplessly.

Xie Lang thought to himself, being an emperor is truly remarkable.Such a shameless thing can be said.

"Actually, there are—"

Liu Che was shocked: "There is more?!"

Xie Lang quickly hugged the child in his arms, and looked at Wei Qing.

Wei Qing handed him the pen, and gave him a new roll of bamboo slips.

Xie Lang freed up one hand to draw the columbine chariot, "Has Your Majesty seen this thing before?"

"The columbine car. I know." Liu Che took a closer look, "No, there are three columbine feet in your drawing?"

Xie Lang nodded, "It's easier to use than before."

"It's gone?" Liu Che put it away and stared at him.

Xie Lang hesitated to say, "Has His Majesty Zhi ever seen it?"

"It's in the palace." Wei Qing said.

Xie Lang: "The people in the silkworm farm are trying to make paper out of bamboo recently, and when it's done, will the people present it to the emperor?"

Paper has nothing to do with farming, but the urgent task is to make the columbine cart, harrow and plow public.Without even thinking about it, Liu Che said, "Just give it to Zhongqing when it's ready."

"Of course." Seeing that he picked up the bamboo slips again, Xie Lang couldn't help but said, "What did His Majesty promise to Cao Min just now?"

Liu Che: "I'll spare you. The child in your arms will also be spared. But only for the two of you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xie Lang was about to bow his head to thank him, when he saw the child in his arms, he quickly let go of Xiao Qi.

Seeing this, Liu Che said, "Excuse me. Zhongqing, it seems that I have no luck today."

Wei Qing got up and said, "I respectfully send you off to Your Majesty."

Liu Che walked up to Xie Lang, looked at him with a smile, "Are you sure there are only these?" He shook the things in his hand.

Xie Lang subconsciously recalled.

Liu Che stared straight, "What else?"

"No more, no more." Xie Lang said, "Only paper."

Liu Che just asked casually just now, but now he doesn't believe it, "Really?"

"Caomin has one more thing." Xie Lang glanced at Liu Che, if you don't want to hear it, I don't have to.

Liu Che really wanted to drag him out and kill him.People who are seventeen or eighteen years old don't know why they have so many eyes, "Say!"

Xie Lang has a mine, and he is so confident that he dares to make tofu public, to teach the villagers to make paper, and to draw Quyuan plows, harrows and columbine carts without hesitation.

Now outsiders ask him to make a rake, and it costs [-] yuan a piece.Once there are more people doing raking, there will be a net profit of [-] yuan, or even [-] yuan, and some people will do it.But Xie Lang didn't do it.Then he would not be able to tell the villagers in the future that his money was earned by making plows, harrows and carts.

"Caomin live on these three things now." Xie Lang didn't dare to ask for money directly, so he said deliberately, "Can you ask Your Majesty not to announce it to the world for the time being?"

Liu Che asked without answering, "What do you think?"

"It doesn't seem too late to tell the world after New Year's Eve." Xie Lang said weakly.

Liu Che scowled, "It's late!" Not allowing him to speak, he said, "I reward you with a hundred gold."

"Gold?" Xie Lang asked hastily.

Wei Qing couldn't help grabbing his arm, not to be rude.

Liu Che glanced at him, "Do you think you are only worth a hundred taels of copper?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Although a hundred taels of gold is a hundred taels of gold, it is enough for Xiaoqi in his family to last him a lifetime.Xie Lang said this sincerely, "After the beginning of the spring farming season, the grass-roots urge the villagers to make paper."

Wei Qing quickly said: "There is no rush. Go back and tell the villagers that if they don't want to do it or if they don't have time, you can pay them to do it. I will give you how much money it took."

"Ah?" Seeing the worry in Wei Qing's eyes, Xie Lang couldn't help laughing.

The people who had already reached the door stopped suddenly and turned to look at Xie Lang, "Ridiculous?"

"No, no, Zhongqing misunderstood." Xie Lang smiled, "Caomin told Zhongqing before that Caomin was the village tyrant in the silkworm farming. Zhongqing thought Caomin was joking with him."

Liu Che heard Wei Qing mention this matter, "No?"

"Xiao Qi, tell you, Grandpa Liu, I am something in silkworm farming." Xie Lang looked at the child.

The child grabbed Xie Lang's hand, looked at Liu Che cautiously, and said weakly, "Li Chang."

"The chief?"

The two exclaimed at the same time.

Xie Lang nodded.

Liu Che couldn't help doubting Xie Lang's age again, "How old are you just now?"

"It's not the head of the village, and the grassroots don't know how to teach the villagers how to make tofu, and they don't dare to disclose the method of tofu to the public." Xie Lang said.

Wei Qing sized him up, still in disbelief, "The people in the silkworm farm let you be the chief?"

"They, they want me to be the third master." Xiao Qi said suddenly.

Tong Yan Wuji.

Wei Qing and Liu Che had to believe that what Xie Lang said was true.

"I must go to this place in Silkworm Farm." After Liu Che finished speaking, he took a deep look at Xie Lang, turned around and left.

Wei Qing followed, sent the emperor outside the door, ordered the servants to close the door, went inside with Xie Lang, and then drove everyone away.

"Is what you just said true?"

Xie Lang nodded, "It's true that they forced me to be the chief."

"Why?" Wei Qing was puzzled.

The rebellious emperor left, apart from Xie Lang, there was only Wei Qing, a good man in Xie Lang's mouth, who was elegant and elegant.Xiao Qi became more courageous, "Make money."

Wei Qing understood, and couldn't help worrying for him immediately, "Then if you give those to His Majesty, will they blame you?"

Xie Lang: "No. Only my uncle and I can make that thing. Just don't let them know that His Majesty rewarded me with a hundred gold. The gold sent by His Majesty will be put in Zhongqing's house first. Zhongqing will give me ten copper coins , I'll take it back."

Wei Qing also came from poverty, knowing that ten guanqian is a huge sum of money for ordinary people, but it will not make them feel malicious and steal money by killing people, "I will order people to prepare it now." Go to the door and order, come back Just ask, "Is that all right?"

"Okay. Make the paper, and I'll take the gold back. If people in the village ask me where I got the money, I'll say I made money by selling the paper." Xie Lang said.

Wei Qing frowned, "You can do what they do, you can't fool them, can you?"

"Yes." Xie Lang looked at him with a smile, "You once gave me five pennies."

Wei Qing suddenly realized that when the villagers doubted him, he could push it on himself, saying that he gave it to him, "Your brother is really smart."

"broken!"

Wei Qing hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

He forgot the iron pan.

Xie Lang couldn't explain why he changed the clay urn for cooking into an iron pot, so he pretended to cook bamboo and wanted to make a strong copper pot, but he didn't have so much copper, so he made an iron pot.

Then Xie Lang said, "It's been cold recently, I can't make paper, and that iron pot is not used, so I just forgot about it."

"I'll tell His Majesty about this later. It has nothing to do with farming. Your Majesty won't blame you." Wei Qing pulled him to sit down and motioned him not to worry, "Is there anything else besides this?"

Xie Lang felt that there was nothing left, "Does my family's high grain yield count? I picked the seeds specially, so the harvest of wheat this year is extraordinarily large."

"That doesn't count. The old farmers understand." Wei Qing smelled the fragrance, "It must be fish." Immediately ordered the servants to fetch water.

Xie Lang looked around, "Where's your mother?"

"It's cold and uncomfortable, resting indoors."

Xie Lang: "Shall I go and have a look?"

"Don't go. I didn't sleep all night last night. She just took a rest before your Majesty came down. Your Majesty didn't go in." Wei Qing looked at Xiao Qiwo motionless in Xie Lang's arms, "Is it cold?"

Xiao Qi shook her head, pursed her lips and smiled, "It's not cold."

"This kid is really good." Wei Qing patted his little head, "How is your third master?"

The child nodded again and again, "Third Master is the best." Pointing to the clothes on his body, "Third Master bought them."

"You must be filial to your third master in the future." Wei Qing said.

The child said seriously: "I am filial."

Wei Qing was overjoyed immediately, and stretched out his hand to him, "Xiao Qi is such a good boy."

Xie Lang handed Xiao Qi over, "Xiao Qi, how much gold did your grandpa Liu give to the third master?"

"One hundred gold." The child said.

"My uncle asked you, how should you answer?"

"Ten pennies?" The child looked at Xie Lang, am I right?Third Lord.

Wei Qing said, "Yes! Xiao Qi is really good and smart. From now on, no matter who asks you, you will say that."

Xiaoqi nodded, "I know. Don't let others know."

"Young master, the meal is ready."

Wei Qing held Xiao Qi and stood up, "Bring it up." He washed Xiao Qi's hands himself.

The days are short in winter, and Wei Qing dare not keep them after dinner.After the copper coins were packed, Wei Qing gave Xie Lang another fox fur cloak, and ordered his servants to take them to the north gate.

Xie Bowen saw that Xie Lang's basket was heavy and there was a cloth bag on it, so he mistakenly thought that it was all things given to him by "Prince Wang".Xie Lang didn't explain either.

When he arrived in the village, Xie Lang saw many people at the gate of Xie Zhongwu's house. They put the cloth bags in the house, and when they came out, they waved to them, "Everyone come here. Let you open your eyes today."

"What did the prince give you?" Xie Bowen was curious all the way, because Xie Lang didn't say anything, so he didn't have the nerve to ask.

Xie Lang turned the pannier over.

Everyone just heard a clatter, and was about to ask something, when they saw a pile of copper coins, they couldn't help exclaiming, "Give it to you, Prince Wang?"

"Probably." Xie Lang deliberately pondered for a moment before saying.

Xie Bowen couldn't help asking: "What does it mean?"

"From today onwards, I will no longer make columbine carts, plows and harrows. Prince Wang knew that I would do that, so he told the matter to his superior official. The senior official said that he would make those three things public. But he was worried that the city would I do too many of those three things here, and I can’t make any money, so I asked Mr. Wang to give me ten pennies.” Xie Lang said, pausing, “I always feel that he gave me half of it privately. But I also I didn’t ask. Prince Wang wouldn’t admit it if he asked. When you make paper, I’ll give him all the good paper from my house.”

"The ones with uneven thickness are not sold anymore?"

Xie Lang shook his head, "That's for sale. I promised you the money to hire a teacher for one year. Now that you have this money, no matter how much the paper can be sold, you will pay for a teacher for two years. After two years, you will pay for it yourself. "

People with children feel relieved and no longer stare at his ten pennies.

"When will it be made public?" Xie Bowen asked.

Xie Lang didn't know.But Liu Che won't let him wait too long.

"Before New Year's Eve. You can definitely buy them in the city during the Lantern Festival." Xie Lang said, "Limin's things are highly valued, and they may have been handed over to Weiyang Palace by now."

"Where does the emperor live?"

Everyone exclaimed, "Everything Sanlang made has been seen by the emperor?"

"Of course." Xie Lang threw the copper coins into the basket, "The emperor will still use the paper I made in the future."

"How do you know it's yours? Maybe it's mine."

Xie Lang looked at the woman who spoke with a smile, "Can you?"

"You - you, my man will!"

Xie Lang scoffed, "I won't talk to you anymore. My monkey brother is probably hungry, I have to serve him. You keep all these things secret. If you meet someone again, tell them to NN, and tell the thief's ears. If there is something good to do, I will take you with me." , I am not Xie Sanlang!"

Everyone quickly made a gesture to shut up.

Xie Lang pointed at the crowd, "Don't think that I will trust you if you do that. You are indeed a knight-errant, I will chop you all up." After finishing speaking, he went back to the room.

Everyone shouted.

"See what he can do."

Xie Bowen turned his head and looked, but he couldn't find the person who spoke, "He can't bear it, he has Brother Monkey, and Prince Wang. If Saburo won't go for a while, will Prince Wang come to him?"

Everyone be honest.The person who didn't take Xie Lang's threat to heart at all showed embarrassment, and then went home looking for an excuse.

Xie Lang threw the copper coins into the bedroom, rolled up his sleeves and stewed fish soup.

He just ate at noon, no matter how delicious it was, Xiao Qi didn't want to eat it, so when he saw Xie Lang taking the fish, he grabbed Xie Lang's clothes, "Third Master, I want to eat pancakes."

"Third Master also wants to eat. This is for you Brother Monkey, Hu Zi, and Little Wolf." Xie Lang said, "Wait for me for a while. Make it for them and make it for us."

The child was happy, "Third Master, shall I take the tiger to play?"

"Go. Don't run too far."

The child waved his little hand, "I know, Third Master. Brother Monkey, let's go play."

Xie Lang put the fish in the pot, but began to worry about what to eat for dinner.

In Wei Qing's eyes, it was as if he hadn't eaten for ten days. He had eaten all the way to his throat. Wei Qing still felt that he hadn't eaten much, so he kept asking him to eat more.

The kindness is hard to turn down, Xie Lang ate too much, so that he is not hungry yet.

But if he doesn't eat at night, he is growing up and digesting quickly, so he should be hungry by the end of the day at most.

While burning the fire and thinking about it, but couldn't figure it out, Xie Lang's consciousness sneaked into the map of mountains and rivers, seeing the overripe durian, Xie Lang didn't want to eat it.Seeing the oranges falling on the ground, Xie Lang didn't want to eat them either.

Turning around the whole picture of Jiangshan, Xie Lang just wanted to eat "grass".

Xiaoqi must be the same as him.

Xie Lang saw that the fish was stewed, so he scoured a handful of rice and cooked two bowls of white rice porridge.Afterwards, she took the bowl and went to the next door, "Sister Qin Hong, give me some sauerkraut."

"Did you eat too much for lunch?" Qin Hong joked.

Xie Lang nodded, "Yes."

Qin Hong was surprised: "Really?"

"Really. I'm afraid I won't be full, Mr. Wang. I don't want to eat meat for the next three days." Xie Lang handed over the bowl, "Half a piece of sour cabbage will do."

Qin Hong gave him one, and cut off half of it when she saw that the bowl couldn't fit, "Do you want cold vegetables?"

"What cold dish?" Xie Lang didn't hear clearly.

Qin Hong opened another jar and picked up a vegetable stalk, "Have you never eaten this?"

Xie Lang saw it clearly, and memories belonging to Xie Sanlang flooded into his mind. Last year when Xie Sanlang was still there, he had pickled amaranth.But he won't, it's marinated, and then it's all thrown away.

"Is it also called amaranth?" Xie Lang tentatively asked.

Qin Hong nodded, "Yes!"

Xie Lang couldn't help but patted himself on the head.

Qin Hong was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

"The water used to marinate this can be used to make stinky tofu."