I am old in the Han Dynasty

Xie Lang pretended to be puzzled, "What happened to the sixty stones?"

"What's the matter?" Liu Che put down the sweet potato in his hand, patted the sweet potato that coughed on his body, and swallowed the sweet potato in his mouth, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Xie Lang: "What intentional?"

"Sixty stones. Sanlang, there are no outsiders here, so don't pretend to be stupid." Wei Qing couldn't stand it anymore.

Xie Lang looked at Wei Qing, then at Liu Che, and blinked, "You think I said sixty shi on purpose to show His Majesty's embarrassment? No. You misunderstood me, I said sixty shi is fresh, not dry. Do it."

"What I said is also fresh. Who told you to do it? You said that wheat is four stones per acre. Could it be that you mean flour?"

Xie Lang: "That's not true."

"Isn't that intentional?" Liu Che asked again.

Xie Lang shook his head.Seeing Liu Che's staring eyes, he quickly said, "It's indeed sixty shi. Although I haven't weighed it, it's only a lot more."

"Never weighed?" Liu Che didn't understand. "Aside from the one behind your house, are there any places beside it?"

Xie Lang: "No. It has already been collected."

"When the wheat is harvested?" Liu Che asked.

Xie Lang nodded, "Yes! In fact, I didn't grow up at that time, so I harvested them all because I was afraid of delaying the autumn planting. At that time, there were so many plants, and my yard was full. My two sister-in-laws and my aunt If you have nothing to do, help me cut this thing into slices, and it took two months to dry and pack it all up. By the way, it’s in the west room.”

The two rooms on the west side of Xie Lang's house are ironware room and woodware room.Liu Che publicized the making of Quyuan plow, harrow and columbine cart to the public, and there were sellers of those things in the city, so Xie Lang didn't need to do it anymore, so he piled the wood into the ironware room.

The easternmost room of the main house of his house was full of wheat and millet, and the dried sweet potatoes were collected, so Xie Lang could only pile the dried sweet potatoes in the original wooden room.

"Take me to have a look." Liu Che stood up immediately after speaking.

Xie Lang opened the door of the west side room, Liu Che went in and opened a bag, took out a piece of skin and saw that it was exactly the same as the one he ate just now, "It's all in here?"

"It's all of them." Xie Lang said, "Wash this stuff with water and cook it in a pot. It's not as good as fresh and delicious."

Liu Che put it back, "I'll try to make some."

"It will take a while." Xie Lang reminded him.

Liu Che: "Cook!"

Xie Lang took a ladle and put it in a basin to wash it twice, then poured it into an iron pot and boiled it for about two minutes, simmered for a while, then put it in a basin and brought it to the main room.

Liu Che had chopsticks in his hand, Xie Lang put down the basin, Liu Che put a piece of chopsticks into his mouth.

Xie Lang didn't like dried sweet potatoes, seeing Liu Che picked up another piece, he couldn't help asking, "Delicious?"

Liu Che was worried that his words would not be surprising, so he swallowed the dried sweet potato in his mouth before he dared to say, "I like this." Glancing at him, "You don't like it?"

"The third master likes to bake, and I like to bake too."

Xiao Qi opened his mouth abruptly, Wei Qing turned to Xie Lang, "Can you still bake?"

"It should be cooked, I'll go and take it out." When Xie Lang was sitting in the stove cooking dried sweet potatoes, he casually threw a few under the pot.

It wasn't until he threw it in that he realized that there were still a lot of sweet potatoes in the pottery urn outside.But he threw it all in, so he can't pull it out again.

While staring at the fire, Xie Lang had nothing to do, so he threw in a few more, one for each person.However, the last ones thrown in were not ripe, so Xie Lang took a long time to pick four.

After bringing it to the main room, Xie Lang peeled the skin off and handed it to Liu Che, "Caomin thinks this is better than boiled. In fact, Caomin thinks that steamed food is better than boiled food."

"Then you still cook?" Liu Che looked at him and asked.

Xie Lang glanced outside, "Steaming with so many people will take several times. It's more convenient to cook in one pot. By the way, the meat should be ready. Your Majesty will eat first, and the grass people will serve those little ones."

Liu Che had noticed just now that Bai Hu was lying on the side of the simple stove and almost fell asleep, so he didn't stop Xie Lang, and took a bite of the roasted sweet potato with a look of surprise on his face.

Wei Qing asked curiously: "Delicious?"

"Sweeter than boiled." Liu Che pointed to the roasted sweet potatoes on the table, "Try it."

"Grandpa Zhongqing, I want to eat."

Wei Qing: "I'll peel it off for you."

"I'll eat half of it." The child held out a little finger.

Wei Qing smiled, "Then we are half of each other." Break off half and give it to him, peel off the skin, Wei Qing only peels her own.

After eating half a sweet potato, Wei Qing also fell in love with the taste of roasting, and had to admit, "Saburo still knows how to eat it."

"After eating for several months, if he doesn't know how to make it delicious, he is not Xie Sanlang." Liu Che said, and glanced into the courtyard, "What else can I eat?"

Xie Lang: "After cooking, take off the skin and wrap it with flour, and fry it in a frying pan?"

"Not counting!" Liu Che said.

Xie Lang shook his head, "That's useless."

In fact, Xie Lang wanted to make sweet potato flour, but he really didn't know how to do it.

Xie Lang simply said: "Your Majesty has many talented people around, let them try."

"I don't have this thing." Liu Che reminded him.

Xie Lang said with a smile: "Ten pennies and a stone to sell to His Majesty?"

"Is this true?" Liu Che asked quickly.

Xie Lang: "Sixty shi, one mu of land is sixty hundred, no one can afford it except His Majesty. Besides, if you don't sell it to Your Majesty, the grassroots have to find a way to sell it to others."

"Yes. You have no place to put it." Liu Che remembered, his heart moved, and he said deliberately, "Five pennies and one stone."

Xie Lang's mouth moved, and he almost said, just be yourself.

"Your Majesty, do you want more cotton?" Xie Lang looked at him with a smile.

Liu Che choked.

Wei Qing couldn't help laughing, what is he trying to do.

Xie Lang picked it up when he saw it was good, put away his smile, and said seriously, "If this thing is planted in May, it can be harvested now. This year's planting is a bit late, and it can only be harvested at the end of the month. His Majesty will send someone over to pull it back at the end of the month. Pull it back Just put it in the cellar. When the weather is good, open it and check it, otherwise the water inside will cover up those things and destroy them. "

"Is it like a vegetable? If it's too cold, it will freeze." Wei Qing asked.

Xie Lang nodded, "Last year I got four baskets on the mountain. This year, when I picked them up to make seeds in the spring, only two baskets were good. Fortunately, a lot came out of one. Otherwise, don't think about planting so many."

"This one?" Wei Qing asked, pointing at the sweet potato.

Xie Lang put the meat into the bowls where the golden monkey, the white tiger, and the black wolf ate, washed his hands and went to the main room, where he picked a sweet potato with bumps on the surface. Pick out the ones that don’t look good and have unbroken skins to make seeds.”

Wei Qing quickly raised his hand, "Don't talk about it, I'll take notes."

"Tell me about Cotton too," Liu Che said.

Xie Lang was about to talk about cotton, so he followed Wei Qing to the east, and he said, Wei Qingji.However, Xie Lang didn't know much. He was able to plant Chengdu because the seeds in Jiangshan Map were good.

After Wei Qing finished writing, Xie Lang said to Liu Che, "These are just the words of the grassroots family. In another place, if there is no mountain next to it, it may be different. When His Majesty announces this law, don't ask the people to follow the paper. .”

"I won't announce it for the time being," Liu Che said.

Xie Lang couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty will plant it himself? With so much land, even if only half of it will be left in the spring of next year, it will still be able to plant hundreds of mu of land."

"That's not something you should care about." Liu Che looked at him and said mockingly.

Xie Lang nodded: "Your Majesty is right. The grassroots only need to pick up those things and sell them to His Majesty. Now, the grassroots would like to ask Your Majesty, is Your Majesty full?"

"I'm full." Liu Che subconsciously said.

Xie Lang glanced outside, "It's already getting late, the grass people will not stay with His Majesty."

Liu Che was stunned, and it took him a while to realize that he dared to issue an order to evict the guest, "Xie Sanlang!"

"Your Majesty has so many things to do every day, it's not easy to take half a day to visit the grassroots in the silkworm farm. The grassroots dare not delay His Majesty's handling of military and state affairs." Xie Lang said respectfully.

Liu Che pointed at him, walked out, turned around abruptly at the door, came back and sat down, "Okay, Xie Sanlang, I almost fell into your trick again. You don't need to explain when I'm gone, right?" Pointing to the east wooden floor.

Xie Lang really misunderstood this time.Xie Lang was only annoyed by Liu Che's words, and instead took him into the army.

"I found it in the mountains. The grass people have already explained it." Xie Lang said with a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

Liu Che pointed to the case on the east side, "Do you think I have never seen that wood? Your case is carved out of a whole piece of wood. It is difficult for three people to carry such a big wood down the mountain. How can you find it by yourself?" Pointing The mountain in the southeast, "That mountain may not be as old as your wood."

"Your Majesty really doesn't know. There is a white scorpion on that mountain. It is said that the white scorpion existed before humans appeared." Xie Lang said, "That mountain was probably created when Pangu created the world."

Liu Che couldn't help asking: "How do you know?" As he spoke, he sized Xie Lang up, "Are you a god?"

"Your Majesty, have you ever seen a god like Cao Min?" Xie Lang pointed at himself, "I heard that gods have no desires, no pursuits, and no fixed place to live. If they want to rest, they can find a cave to sleep overnight. No, and they don't have time to do anything. A few cases, what kind of floor to get."

Liu Che hadn't thought about it before, but when this thought came up, the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

Xie Sanlang is a farmer, it is normal to find cotton and other crops on the mountain.It can also be explained that he changed the plow and columbine to be easy to use.It is very abnormal for the white tiger, golden monkey and black wolf to come to his house.

Liu Che tentatively asked, "An immortal who has gone down to earth?"

Why is this person talking more and more nonsense.

"Your Majesty, it's better to say that Caomin is an immortal who came to help His Majesty." Xie Lang said, pointing to Wei Qing, "If Caomin is a god, so is he. Caomin is in charge of planting crops, Zhongqing is a general."

Wei Qing smiled wryly, "Why do you take the warlock's casual words seriously?"

Once when Wei Qing went to Ganquan Palace with Liu Che, a man saw Wei Qing and said that he looked like a nobleman and was appointed as a prince.At that time, there were many people around, and Liu Che hadn't issued a password, so the news spread.

Because of this, Xie Lang dared to mention this matter repeatedly.

Xie Lang looked at Liu Che with a smile, "Your Majesty takes it seriously, Saburo dare not take it seriously." Subconsciously, you said that I am a god, your brother-in-law is also a god, and all the capable people around you are gods.

Liu Che laughed angrily, "It's useless if you don't admit it."

"If your majesty thinks so, then the grass people will admit it. But the grass people don't fly to the sky, and they don't change in every way. One day your majesty wants to see the grass people soaring through the clouds, but if the grass people can't do it, your majesty won't think that the grass people are deceiving the king again, right?" Xie Lang As a mortal, even if there is a picture of Jiangshan, Liu Che, an emperor, wants to kill him, he can only accept death obediently.

Liu Che: "I'm not interested in your changes. Just tell me if you are a god who has gone down to earth."