Jia Cong, the God of Dancing Through the Red Mansion

Father She felt that he had no regrets so far in life, but Jia Cong was a little dissatisfied, and would resentfully think about his corn and potatoes from time to time.

In other words, he really wanted to eat a plate of hot and sour potato shreds. It was a common dish before, and he would never remember to eat it until it was brought to him, but he never thought that he would not want to eat a meal now!

And those tomato eggs, I was already tired of eating them, but now thinking about those little red tomatoes can make my mouth water...

Jia Cong's resentment was not accepted by any god, who sent him what he wanted, but when autumn was about to pass, the Qi family brought him a surprise.

They sent him some rice seeds, "These are a kind of rice that we found outside after we went to sea. People there said that this kind of thing is easy to survive, and it doesn't matter even if there is a drought, and the yield is also high.

Hearing what they said was good, I thought about bringing it back to show the third master! "

What he didn't say is that there are many people growing this kind of rice in Fuzhou now, which is much better than the original crop.

After carefully asking about the approximate location of this kind of rice production area, Jia Cong really wanted to knock his head open to see, how could he be so stupid?

For such a long time, he didn't even think of this thing. If he remembers correctly, it should be Champa rice. It is high-yielding, early-maturing, drought-tolerant, and it doesn't pick a lot of places. This is a relatively good rice in ancient times. up.

Although he didn't know when this thing was introduced into China, he had heard about its place in the history of Chinese agriculture. If he could get credit for the introduction of this kind of rice, it would definitely be equivalent to taking a piece of rice for his father. Freedom from death gold medal!

He glanced at Qi Da next to him. He didn't believe that no one in the south grows this kind of thing. There are many people going to sea over there. It is impossible that no one sees the value of this kind of rice. "Is there anyone growing this kind of rice in the south?"

Qi Da looked at the expressionless face of the young man in front of him, and did not hide anything, "There are many races in Fujian, but there are not any other places."

Jia Cong nodded. At this time, he had already left behind those potatoes and corn flying all over the sky, and grabbed a handful of rice seeds, but he didn't know if this thing could survive here in the capital?

There are still a few of these, and you can try it next year. If it doesn't work, it's a big deal to get it to Zhuangzi in the south of the Yangtze River to grow it.

After thinking about it, Qi Da said, "I want you to help me go to Fujian to buy this kind of rice. I wonder if you can do it?"

Qi Da knew that this master had always been generous, and in terms of money, as long as he leaked a little bit through his fingers, it would be enough for them people to eat and drink.

Now that I hear what the third master said, I know that there are benefits to be taken, how can I not be dedicated?

"Don't worry, third master. With the money you rewarded, it's no problem to pull two boats back."

Jia Cong looked at the man in front of him with a dark red face and a simple and honest smile, knowing that he had benefited from it, and now he was doing things for himself sincerely, so he didn't treat him badly, and asked someone to pay another 2000 taels of silver notes. "You take these and use them. I only need two boats. You can use the name of Rongguo Mansion along the way. As long as you don't do things that violate laws and regulations, we can still survive here!"

Qi Da saw so much money, and wanted to shirk it, Jia Cong waved his hand, "These are all prepaid to you, you just keep it, try to ship the rice to me before the Chinese New Year is serious!"

Then Qi Da has to thank, now that Mi is cheap in the south, so much silver is enough to pull two more boats, but this owner is really generous at such a young age, his hand holding the bank note is a little trembling, and the poor take it suddenly It's normal to be scared when you get such a large sum of money!

Jia Cong didn't think about how he would use the money. When he came from Fujian, rice money was the same thing. How could he not use money for transportation along the way?

If he can save the money, it is his own ability, then the rest will be a reward.

Of course, if it's not enough, when Qi Da comes back, he will naturally have to replenish it, and he won't take advantage of such a small advantage.

As far as their father and son are concerned, this amount of money is only enough for Jia She to buy a girl, so there is really no need to take it too seriously.

Moreover, he gave it out so readily, but did not send anyone to supervise him. He could also take the opportunity to examine the character of the people in the Qi family. If he wanted to do business at sea in the future, he must have some people who are familiar with this field.

Looking at it now, this University of Qi is usable. Although it looks honest and honest, it is actually a success inside. If it continues like this, it can be cultivated as a close confidant in the future.

After Qi Da left, Jia Cong got busy again. Now rice has always been grown in the area south of the Yangtze River.

In the Yellow River Basin and further north, millet and wheat are mostly grown, and sorghum is grown in some places.

According to the existing historical records, this sorghum is not a local species, but was brought to the Central Plains along with the Kunlun slaves during the Tang Dynasty. It was widely planted because of its drought tolerance and high yield.

So if you want to grow rice near the capital, you have to dig paddy fields. Fortunately, there is a tributary of the Bian River near the farm. You just need to open some ditches to divert the water to the repaired fields.

Moreover, Champa rice can be grown dry. Even if irrigation is inconvenient, as long as it is in a low-lying place, you can try to grow it.

Thinking is very simple!

But when it was actually implemented, Jia Cong still regretted that he didn't study science and engineering or go to an agricultural university in his previous life, even if it was just a little research. Headache.

I didn't pay attention to this space in my previous life, but now I regret it a lot. Looking at the empty space, I feel a little regretful. Thinking about it, I feel like it's getting in the way.

But a smart person like him will not make the same mistake twice, so even if he is impatient with this space now, he will remember to throw things in it, in case when will it be useful?

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When Tu Su saw Jia Cong again, his upper body was wearing a white and fat gown, and his lower body was wearing loose trousers. If it wasn't for the brown belt around his waist, he could fall off at any time.

The whole child looks disheveled!

Looking down, I saw a pair of rough cloth shoes on my feet. Because I was standing by the wet field ridge, the soles of the shoes were stained with mud, and they looked dirty.

If it weren't for Jia Cong's too pale skin, too delicate eyebrows and eyes, and the outstretched palms are whiter than the gown on his body, standing next to those peasants, he would be like standing out from the flock, he really wouldn't look at it so much Two eyes.

It was those two eyes that made him recognize Jia Cong!

To be honest, there has been a lot of news about Jia's family in the past two years, and even more has reached his ears, but the meeting between the two was still a hasty one a few years ago.

Recalling that at that time, he felt displeased because his elder brother praised the child a few words, and he wanted to make him look good. Although he later saw that he was just a child, he gave up, but he couldn't get close to him. Now thinking about it, he still How childish!

Their brothers have experienced too much in the past two years, and they have calculated too much, and they have grown up quickly. Now that they see this child, they no longer have the jealousy they had before.

Even, he thought he had already forgotten about this child, but he didn't expect to see him again in such a place after so many years, he was a little surprised.

I haven't decided whether to call someone over to ask a question, but my body seems to have an independent consciousness, and it has already raised the whip and urged the horse to walk over.

When Jia Cong heard the sound of horseshoes, he couldn't help but turned around and looked, hey, the direction the man came from was backlit, and when he looked over like this, he happened to be facing the big sun.

I squinted my eyes uncomfortably, the tears almost didn't stay, and I still couldn't see what the face looked like!

However, when the line of sight moved down slightly, the gorgeous dress was impossible to ignore. The royal blue brocade should be the new Liuyun brocade weaved by Jiangnan this year, and it could even shine with colorful light in the sun.

The thumb puller should be made of high-quality suet white jade, and the rest of the fingers are also hung with gemstones of various colors, and the belt around the waist should be made of beautiful jade...

Where did this nouveau riche come from? Oh, no, it should be a nobleman. In today's world, people who can wear flowing brocade and dress like this, it seems that he shouldn't offend too much for the time being!

Tu Fu looked the young man standing in front of him up and down, yes, it was that man, he had grown a lot taller, his facial features had lost their original immaturity, but they had become more refined, especially those slightly squinted eyes, focused When I looked at him, it made him feel warm...

what happened?He knew that he didn't like to see this boy due to some misunderstandings before, but after so many years, those emotions have long been forgotten by him, so why does he still feel weird when he sees him this time?

And, what is his expression?

Master even recognized him, but he didn't recognize him?

Feeling inexplicably bad, he waved his horsewhip in the air indiscriminately. Just as he was about to say something, the followers behind followed him. In order not to be ashamed, he could only swallow the words that came to his lips.

Huh, there are too many people, there is a taller person who blocks the sun, Jia Cong finally sees the face of this person in front of him, so familiar!

It was not in vain that he now has a photographic memory, he quickly remembered the identity of this person, and immediately bowed and said rudely, "Cao Min has seen Ba Ye!"

The Eighth Prince, who was named the Prince of Loyalty and Shun after the new emperor ascended the throne, nodded his head reservedly on the horse, and Jia Cong felt a toothache from that dragging look.

But I don't know, Tu Fu is feeling uncomfortable there, he still resents Jia Cong for taking so long to recognize him!

Jia Cong didn't know what was going on in his heart, but felt that this master was too difficult to serve, and he was not like the patriot and the people of today's emperor. As long as you are useful and can benefit the country, he will not hesitate to give you opportunities and trust.

This person is too casual and moody. If his brother hadn't become the emperor and the two had a good relationship since they were young, it is conceivable that there will be no good end in the future, and they don't know when they offend anyone!

Greetings are over, Jia Cong doesn't know what to say, who knows what words will offend him if he speaks nonsense, who in the capital doesn't know that this master only participated in a copy of him in the court because of a censor, After he came down to court, he blocked him and beat him half to death. If the emperor hadn't been partial to the end, the people at Yushitai would have drowned him with just spit.

"Why are you here?"

Jia Cong was in a trance over there, and suddenly he was slapped on the cheek twice. Damn, he even hit the young master's face with a horsewhip.

He still cared a lot about his face, and couldn't help but take a sneaky look at the person in front of him, but he didn't expect to be caught.

Tu Fu was amused by him and laughed. He was a little bored at first, so he came out aimlessly to relax, and now he found that this kid seemed very funny.

He simply flicked the stirrups and got off the horse, signaling the people following to stay away, then dragged the young man towards the hole-like thing in front.

After looking at it carefully, although I had some thoughts, I still couldn't believe it, "What are you?"

"As you can see, we are working on a rice field!" Seeing his surprised look, Jia Cong was a little proud. It was his first job to grow rice near the capital.

"There is little water in the capital and the climate is cold, so it's not suitable for rice growth, right?"

Jia Cong frowned and didn't give him a clear answer, "Caomin is just trying, maybe it can work." After thinking for a while, he said, "The rice seeds to be planted this time were brought from Nanyang by someone. , early maturity and drought tolerance, it should be able to grow, right?"

In fact, he is not very sure. What Jia Cong can be sure of now is that rice can be grown even in the Northeast, but many of the later rice varieties are artificially bred hybrid varieties. Only by experimenting with the current ones can we know .

It's true that when the book is ready to be used, one hates less, and the third master Cong is full of resentment now!

Seeing his sullen face and no smile, Tu Su thought that he was afraid that he would not succeed.

The ghost comforted him and said, "It's okay if the planting fails. If it's money that I'm afraid of losing, at worst I'll tell the third brother for you, and it will be counted as the court's expenditure." Jia Cong was a little surprised why this man was so enthusiastic.

Before he could answer anything, Tufu continued to promise, "If you succeed in planting, I will ask the Holy One for your credit!" Tufu was also a little excited when he said it. In any era, the food problem will be a big problem. Rice The output has always been higher than that of millet. If it can be planted in large quantities north of the Yellow River, it will really be a major event that benefits the country and the people.

Jia Cong really wanted to stare at him fiercely. Who would use him to ask for credit? Isn't it impossible for the father to hand over the booklet directly?Moreover, the credit for these things is not given to him...

"These are all in the care of my master, I'm just here to take a look!"

Seeing the serious expression of the young man in front of him, Tu Su couldn't help laughing out loud. If others don't know the inside story, how can their brothers not know?

But he still said cheerfully, "Okay, it's all thanks to Jia Amnesty. I think the grand master of Jia's family will be promoted again by this time next year?"

Jia Cong smiled because of this compliment!

Seeing his proud look, Tu Fu couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his head, but Jia Cong shook his body and broke away. He hasn't completely escaped his father's clutches of rubbing his head in the past two years, so for that The big hand that was only on the head didn't think much about it.

On the contrary, Tuli, after his hand was pulled away, looked at his palm, and was slightly taken aback, it seemed a little strange!

But it felt so good, I went to rub it a few more times, and under Jia Cong's stare, I was a little embarrassed to withdraw my hand!

Jia Cong saw that this person didn't look like he was going to leave, and thought that if he was seen by someone trusted by the emperor, it would be more beneficial for the emperor to pay more attention to him. He introduced the crops in the village.

Now this season is the harvest time, and the place specially set up to grow vegetables in Zhuangzi is full of melons and fruits. He also has some uncommon varieties here, even if there are a few motivated ones in the palace, they can't grow vegetables. See you soon.

These things surprised Tu Fu, who did not expect that this person really has some skills, since these things have been brought into the palace early, they are naturally good things, it's not that those people in Huangzhuang don't want to try to grow them.

However, it is always wrong.

I didn't expect that such a young boy could make all these things look good. I really underestimated him in the past!

Jia Cong personally picked a ripe watermelon and several fragrant honeydew melons, and asked someone to fetch several fresh fruits, washed them and served them to Tu Su.

Tu Sui is very satisfied with the food, there are many good things in the palace, he has his brother to love, so there are naturally a lot in the mansion, but it is rare to eat such fresh food, so it feels extraordinarily sweet.

Leaning lazily on the chair, he didn't even want to leave.

In a daze, he fell asleep. After Jia Cong was shocked, he wanted to wake him up. He sat on a chair and slept. After waking up, his whole body was sore.

He took a few steps forward, but was stopped by a man in gray clothes who suddenly appeared, and the man gestured to him, and he had no choice but to go out.

Although he didn't rush out, he still breathed a sigh of relief. They should be the hidden guards like the Third Prince back then. With them around, he has nothing to worry about.

But still a little strange, how could this person be so sleepy?

It's really heart-warming, to sleep in such a strange place, it really is different to have a good brother to protect him!

Looking at the sky, I don't know if this person will stay for dinner when he wakes up. However, whether he eats or not, whether he is prepared or not is a matter of attitude.

Thinking about it this way, I went to the kitchen to direct the people on the stove to cook a few small dishes. Finally, after thinking about it, people here seem to like big fish and meat, so I added a dish of braised pork and a dish of lion head with crab powder.

Thinking that now is the season to eat crabs, I steamed a few fat ones.

After everything was done, when I went to the study again, I found that Tuli had woken up, and the man in gray was not there. He was reading with a book in his hand. Jia Cong shrank his eyes. It's nothing special, it's the "Book of Songs", what's strange is that there are punctuation marks that he specially marked on it.

This ancient sentence is too troublesome, so when he copied the book, he would habitually mark the punctuation, mainly for his own convenience.

Mr. Qiao was very surprised by this, and asked him the key points marked. After he said it carefully, he only got a comment of "tricky", so he could only come up with some ambiguous sentences in ancient books. , to explain the importance of punctuation to his old man.

In the end, although Mr. Qiao was persuaded by him, apart from being a little fanatical about paintings, that person didn't care much about these things that are easy to become famous, so he only regarded it as a useful object and never thought of spreading it.

At that time, Jia Cong still thought that if he failed the imperial examination, he could use these things to make a name among literati, or win over some literati, but now there is no such problem with his articles.

He was young, too much limelight was not necessarily a good thing, so he never thought of taking these things out.

But now...

When Tu Su saw him coming in, he stopped reading and stared at him like a searchlight!Jia Cong could only smile wryly, pretending not to see him, and said respectfully, "Caomin asked someone to make a few side dishes, I wonder if His Highness will show you the face and stay for dinner?"

There was no sound for a long time, Jia Cong thought that this person hadn't heard, and just wanted to say it again, but a faint voice came from above, "Since you are so sincere, then the king will reluctantly stay!"

Hearing the voice that was suddenly flattened a lot, Jia Cong really wanted to shout, "Young master is not sincere, you better go!"

It's a pity that in this monarchical society, if he wants to live a good life with his father, he is doomed to have no courage.

Not only that, but he still had to continue to serve the old man in front of him, he was really puzzled, he just took a nap for a while, why did this man seem to be so different from before and after?

Obviously it wasn't so hateful in the beginning, was it? !

But he didn't know that Tu Su who was sitting there was also feeling annoyed, "My king's information has failed, my king's information has failed!!!"

The people below are too careless in doing things. It is obvious that Jia's mansion is almost like a sieve, but why does Jia Cong still have so many secrets?

The various crops planted outside are fine, it can only be said that I have neglected it, but what is the label on this book?

It seems strange, but it seems to be very useful, but there is no news at all!

It seems that those people should have a good time beating and beating, they are so slack!

Thinking that the person in front of him was the culprit for his imperfect work, the good impression he had already had turned into awkwardness again, but this awkwardness didn't last long.

When he tasted the salty braised pork for the first time, he ran away from any awkwardness at once, his eyes widened and sparkled, looking at Jia Cong was more like looking at a living baby.

"You came up with this dish?"

Jia Cong really wanted to answer no, it was thought up by Su Dongpo, but now Su Dongpo doesn't know where it is, the dynasties have changed, and it is unknown whether there will be such a person in history!

However, he still can't do things that take credit for others, so he can only smile awkwardly and say, "Back to the lord, it was the cook's idea." This is also true, after all, Jia Cong only said the general approach It was the cook who actually made Su.

Although Tu Fu didn't refute, but looked at him with a trace of contempt, as if saying: Why pretend, what's there to shirk!