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Lin Dajing returned home after queuing up to tell his experience.

Before he could drink a couple of sips of water, his wife hurriedly asked, "How is it? Has Your Highness rewarded you?"

Lin Dajing calmly said: "Record it down first, and you will know it after showing it to His Highness."

He didn't expect much from the bounty, and he hoped that the experience he said would be valued by His Highness.

Looking at what His Royal Highness did after he came to the farm, Lin Dajing thought differently from the rest of the farmers.

He didn't think the son was messing around, but felt that His Highness had something in mind.

His Highness summoned the farmer to talk about his experience, there must be his intentions, Lin Dajing hoped that he could win His Highness's favor.

His wife looked worried: "Your Highness, who comes from such a background, how can he know how to farm? Is this reliable or not?"

"Whether it's reliable or not depends on the result. It's useless to say anything now," Lin Dajing said indifferently, "Don't meddle in those gossips in Zhuangzi. Can we say what His Highness is going to do?"

The farm belongs to Prince Qing's Mansion, and His Highness is half the owner of the farm. No matter what the harvest will be next year, it is also the business of the Prince's Mansion.

The wife said angrily, "I didn't talk nonsense!"

There was only half a cup of tea when there was a sudden knock on the door.

The husband and wife looked at each other, and they both saw expectation and anxiety in each other's eyes.

When he opened the door, he saw Zhuangtou standing outside the door with a smile on his face.

"Dajing, Your Highness wants to see you, so get ready."

It's one thing to imagine something in your head, it's another thing to actually do it.

The biggest official Lin Dajing had ever met was Zaoli from the yamen.

His Royal Highness, that is the emperor's own nephew!

Does His Highness really want to see his muddy legs? !

What would he say when he saw His Highness?Does this suit suit him?Is your hair messed up?Are you dirty?Do you want to wash your face and change your clothes?

Before he could think of a way out, he was dragged away by Zhuangtou in a daze.

Lou Yu was active in the Zhuangzi on weekdays, and he was often followed by his relatives or government soldiers. Even if he met the Zhuang household and greeted him cordially, the Zhuang household did not dare to look up, so the Zhuang household only knew that His Royal Highness was incomparably noble. Not sure about his real face.

To put it simply, the aura is too intimidating, making people dare not desecrate their dignity.

Lin Dajing was thinking all the way, how to salute and speak when seeing His Highness Shizi.

In the end, he really stood in front of Lou Yu, his mind went blank, and all the things he thought about before disappeared all at once.

"You are Lin Dajing?"

His Royal Highness's clear voice sounded.

In a panic, without knowing why, Lin Dajing raised his head and looked straight at Lou Yu.

The honest man was stunned for a moment.

Could it be that your highness is really a fairy boy from heaven descending to earth?

Seeing that he was offended, Zhuangtou immediately slapped his waist, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness is asking you something! Why are you so dazed!"

Lin Dajing suddenly came back to his senses, lowered his head and stammered: "Hui, Hui Your Highness, I, Xiao, the villain is Lin, Lin Dajing."

"I read the experience you said. From spring planting to autumn harvest, every link is specific and complete, and you summed it up yourself?" Lou Yu asked with a smile.

His tone is gentle and friendly, which makes people feel warm.

Lin Dajing's apprehension gradually eased, and he said slowly: "Returning to Your Highness, it was the villain's idea."

"Then do you know why the farm's harvest is decreasing year by year?"

When it comes to his job, Lin Dajing is refreshed.

"Returning to Your Highness, the fields are cultivated every year, and the soil fertility decreases every year, so the harvest is naturally not as good as every year."

Lou Yu asked again: "In your opinion, what should we do?"

Lin Dajing boldly replied: "Do you want to feed those pickled things His Highness used to the field?"

"The manure manure has also been used, but the harvest is not much."

Lou Yu said bluntly: "Because those crops still lack other nutrients."

Manure can indeed provide nitrogen, but ordinary animal manure has not been fermented and decomposed, and the nutrients in it are easily lost.

Legumes have the function of fixing nitrogen. If the crop rotation system is used in the field, one season of wheat and one season of beans may be able to increase the wheat harvest.

But for the common people, wheat is more important than beans, and no one is willing to take such a big risk to try.

When Lin Dajing heard the words, he suddenly felt that he was grasping some important point, but he couldn't see it clearly.

"Your Highness, forgive me, the villain is stupid."

Lou Yu laughed and said, "I'll talk about this later. Can you read?"

Lin Dajing shook his head, "The villain can't read."

"I want to tell you to do one thing, but you must first learn to write. If you want, I will teach you how to read. If you don't want to, I will find someone else."

Lou Yu asked him gently, "Would you like it?"

Lin Dajing suddenly knelt down on his knees, and said with tears in his eyes: "Your Highness, the villain is willing! The villain is willing! The villain will definitely handle things well!"

He can read and write!He can read!He can really read!

Your Highness is really a fairy boy!

Lin Dajing was so excited that he couldn't speak, and even the Zhuangtou beside him was shocked.

Why did His Highness let a farmer learn to read Chinese?What a waste of money!

Lou Yu had already expected Lin Dajing's attitude.

He could tell from Lin Dajing's experience that this is a person who does not accept his fate.

Compared with other mediocre farmers, Lin Dajing has his own ambition, he wants to stand out.

Lou Yu is willing to cultivate such a person with ideas and abilities.

He took out a piece of paper and a charcoal pencil and handed them to Lin Dajing: "Study hard."

The charcoal pencil was made by someone in his spare time, and it was quite easy to use.For someone like Lin Dajing who is used to doing farm work with both hands, charcoal pens should adapt faster than brushes.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward." Lin Dajing held the pen and paper with trembling hands.

He can even touch paper and pen!

Speaking of rewards, Lou Yu remembered.

He ordered Feng Erbi who was standing by: "Lin Dajing has made meritorious contributions, and I will reward you with a tael of silver."

Then he picked out a few more people, "These people are also good, and each of them will be rewarded with one hundred Wen."

Feng Erbi took the lead.

"By the way, find someone to enlighten Lin Dajing and teach him how to read and write."

When Feng Erbi heard it now, he had already had an idea, and suggested: "Your Highness, that kid Ah Zhi is very smart and stable, why don't you let him teach him first?"

Lou Yu glanced at him, but did not refuse: "Okay. If he teaches well, he will be rewarded."

Lou Yu used a charcoal pen to write, Ah Zhi had seen it before and learned it.Therefore, there is no need for Lou Yu to popularize the usage of charcoal pencil again, and leave the matter to Ah Zhi.

Suddenly received the task, Ah Zhi was stunned for a moment, then his eyes flooded, and he said firmly: "I will definitely live up to your Highness's expectations!"

Lou Yu didn't pay much attention to him before, and his only impression was that he was quiet and reticent.

Now it seems that it is also aspirational.

He thought for a while, and said: "There is still half a month before the New Year's Eve. In this half month, you have to teach Lin Dajing a hundred characters. Is it possible?"

There is tenacity in Ah Zhi's eyes: "I will definitely go all out!"

After saying this, he glanced at Lin Dajing.Lin Dajing felt a chill down his spine.

After explaining the matter, Lou Yu fell into sage mode.He leaned on the chair and closed his eyes to rest, Feng Erbi contributed his little fat claws to massage his shoulders.

Lou Yu asked casually: "The last time I mentioned the seaside salt field, how did you know?"

Feng Erbi slowed down his voice: "Your Highness, my grandfather was a salt worker, and this is what I told Nu."

There is such a source!

Lou Yu became interested, "Then do you know how the saltworks produce salt today? What is the annual output?"

Feng Erbi recalled: "Even if I boil the waves, I don't know how to do it and what the output will be."

Isn't that the most primitive cooking salt?

The method of making salt in this way is very cumbersome, not only inefficient, but also the salt quality is easily impure.

He stood up abruptly and walked outside.

"Your Highness, where are you going?" Feng Erbi hastily followed, and put the fox fur on him, "It's cold, please pay attention to your health."

Lou Yu walked out of the yard, stopped suddenly, and asked, "How do I get to the kitchen?"

"Are you going to the kitchen?" Feng Erbi asked, "Whatever Your Highness needs can be fetched, why go to that place?"

Lou Yu was eager to confirm and was too lazy to explain, so he said directly: "If you talk nonsense, I'll ask Ah Yan to take me there."

Feng Erbi quickly shut up and led the way carefully.

In the kitchen, the cook and the servants were preparing dinner, when they saw Lou Yu coming, they were panicked and at a loss what to do.

Lou Yu cut to the chase: "Where is the salt?"

The cook stood there in shock and didn't make a sound.

Feng Erbi: "Your Highness is asking a question, hurry up and bring the salt!"

The cook quickly fetched salt.

Lou Yu took a look, and it really wasn't the white salt crystals he was familiar with, this kind of gray-brown salt was just salt with impurities!

No need to think about it, the snow-white salt crystals must be more popular!

The corners of his lips could not help but curl up, "Is this all the salt?"

The cook nodded.

Lou Yu took the salt shaker, "I have some use for these salts, you can go and get some new ones."

After saying that, he returned to the courtyard with the salt jar in his hand.

He ordered Feng Erbi to fetch a clean small wooden bucket, sprinkle salt into the bucket, and mix it with water.

"What is your Highness going to do?" Feng Erbi was puzzled.

Lou Yu didn't lift his head.

"Don't ask too much, just wait and see."