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The Grange has no secrets.

Lin Dajing's experience was valued by the crown prince, not only was he rewarded with a tael of silver, he was also entrusted with a heavy responsibility by the crown prince, and even sent someone to teach him calligraphy!

Do I still need to read and practice calligraphy when farming? !

There was a lot of discussion in Tianzhuang, and they were quite puzzled.

Not only the farmers were curious, but even the soldiers of the royal family were confused and murmured together.

Yang Ji'an was practicing martial arts with Li Shu, and when he heard several people's discussions, he couldn't help thinking: His Highness must have some intentions in doing this, which shows that His Highness is respectful and virtuous, how can these reckless men understand?

He secretly rolled his eyes.

Li Shu saw his white eyes suddenly, followed his eyes, and saw his subordinates winking and gossiping, so he ordered them to train hard and warned them not to talk nonsense.

Although Yang Ji'an trusted His Royal Highness, he was quite curious.

He approached Feng Sanmo: "Brother Sanmo, do you know His Highness' intention?"

Feng Sanmo squatted without saying a word, like a wooden stake, without even looking at him.

Just as Huo Yan passed by, Yang Ji'an saw him sweating on his forehead and holding a branch, so he moved over and said, "Huo Yan, are you going to practice sword?"

Huo Yan was also silent.

The child was almost suffocated to death by two gourds.

He ran over, leaned closer and whispered: "Did you hear that? His Highness not only rewarded Lin Dajing, but also asked Brother Azhi to teach him how to read. What do you think?"

Huo Yan has good ears, so the news from Zhuangzi can't escape his ears.

But what does Lou Yu do, what does it have to do with him?

He didn't care about it at all.

Yang Ji'an knew that he had a deep prejudice against the eldest son, so he spared no effort to say: "His Royal Highness regards a farmer so highly, it can be seen that he has a broad mind and far-sighted vision, and he is by no means a fighting man."

"Master once taught that you can't see Mount Tai if you block your eyes with a leaf; you can't hear thunder if you block your ears with two beans. It's useless to get a glimpse. His Highness treats people kindly and kindly, why does he treat you differently?"

A ten-year-old child chanted like an old master every day, and Huo Yan's ears were numb from hearing it.

He didn't bother to pay attention, and was about to get rid of the clingy guy and enter the house, but Yang Ji'an grabbed his sleeve.

"Huo Yan, instead of worrying here, you might as well ask yourself." Yang Ji'an persuaded, "Your Highness is such a good person, he will definitely not treat them badly."

They were referring to Huo Xuan and Huo Qiong.

According to the time, they should have arrived in Gyeongju.

For the past two days, Huo Yan has been thinking about this matter, others don't know his urgency, but a child can see it.

He really wanted to see his only remaining relatives, but now he was restrained by Lou Yu, and he dared not act rashly.

His father and elder brother had passed away, so he had to protect Huo Xuan and Huo Qiong. He didn't want to bear the pain of losing a loved one.

Seeing him dazed, Yang Ji'an couldn't help but dragged him to the main courtyard.

While walking, he persuaded: "Don't be too brainy to be a human being, don't be bored in everything, it is our blessing to meet a kind and noble person like His Highness, don't be in a blind alley all day long."

Yang Ji'an has experienced many things, and his mind is precocious.He is sincerely grateful to Lou Yu, and also sincerely wants to change Huo Yan's view of Lou Yu.

What he said made some sense, and Huo Yan was already moved, so he didn't break free.

Just take it for a try.

If Lou Yu is really what Yang Ji'an said, he doesn't have to worry day and night; if Lou Yu is not what Yang Ji'an said, he has no loss.

The two stopped in front of the main courtyard.

The courtyard door was closed, and it was a little quiet inside.

Huo Yan's ears were sharp, and he heard someone stirring the water, as well as faint whispers.

Yang Ji'an stepped forward and knocked, and the door opened quickly. Feng Erbi showed a white and tender head through the crack of the door. Seeing them, he raised his eyebrows.

"Is something wrong?"

Yang Ji'an seized the opportunity: "Huo Yan wants to see His Highness."

Huo Yan: "..."

Facing Feng Erbi's puzzled eyes, his lips moved slightly, but he still nodded in acquiescence after all.

"Your Highness is busy, come back tomorrow."

Feng Erbi had an intuition that it was best not to let others know what His Highness is doing now.

"Second Bi, who's here?"

The son's clear voice came out, like a stream of sweet spring in spring, gurgling and flowing into people's hearts.

Feng Erbi turned his head: "Your Highness, it's Yang Ji'an and Huo Yan."

"Let them in."

Feng Erbi had no choice but to follow suit, and after the two were admitted to the hospital, they closed the gate tightly again.

In the open space of the courtyard, Lou Yu held the bowl in one hand, poured the transparent liquid into the barrel, and stirred it with a wooden spoon in the other.

Curious, Yang Ji'an ran over and squatted down, opened his eyes wide and asked, "What is Your Highness doing?"

Lou Yu made a fool of himself, "I'll find out later."

Turning to Huo Yan again: "Are you looking for me?"

Obviously heard what Yang Ji'an said outside the courtyard.

Huo Yan is tall and straight, looking down at Lou Yu, touching his clear and warm gaze, his doubts grow stronger.

His Royal Highness, who was born in the imperial family, was sitting in front of the wooden barrel, looking up at him with an unsightly attitude.

The hand made of gold and silver was holding the pottery bowl steadily. The pottery bowl was rough, and compared with the thin, white and callous-free hand, it was like a frog in a dragon's well.

As the sun set in the west, the afterglow cast a layer of warm orange light on Shizi's delicate eyebrows and eyes. Those eyes were black and white, and there was no trace of viciousness or malice.

Could it be that all the previous events were really just a disguise?

His eyes darkened, and he pressed his thoughts and asked in a low voice: "Where are Huo Xuan and Huo Qiong now? When can I see them?"

Without a specific date, he was really anxious.

Lou Yu was surprised: "Are you asking me?"

As the number one dog under his seat, Feng Erbi immediately reminded: "This is Your Highness!"

Huo Yan lowered his eyes: "I beg your Highness to inform you."

"They're staying in the palace today." Lou Yu saw how pitiful he was, and simply stopped whetting his appetite. "We can go back to the palace a few years ago, so you don't have to worry."

Huo Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and just felt a little grateful in his heart, but he heard Lou Yu say: "Reciprocity is the only way to have a beginning and an end."

The implication is, I promise you, you have to reciprocate.

Huo Yan raised his eyes: "What do you want me to do?"

Since he came to the farm, Lou Yu didn't ask him anything except digging cesspit and teaching horsemanship.

Huo Yan looked on coldly, although Lou Yu's actions seemed to be acts of righteous indignation, but after careful inspection, he knew that he had traces to follow, and he was not reckless.

Such a person who has a plan, stays behind, not just for humiliation.

Lou Yu's bright eyes curved: "The mansion soldiers have been exhausted for many years, and their combat power has declined. Although Li Shu has some skills, he is embarrassed to take on the responsibility. As a result, it is difficult to guarantee the safety of the palace."

He said cheekily, "I need you to teach Li Shu and others martial arts."

Huo Yan was born in a noble family, and he was keen and insightful, so he just picked up some mysteries from Lou Yu's words.

Others may only think that Lou Yu is worried about the safety of the palace, but Huo Yan sees something unusual.

He was stunned for a while: "I teach. But how well I learn has nothing to do with me."

The Huo family does not have the concept that martial arts should not be passed on, and not everyone can learn the skills of the Huo family.

Yang Ji'an's eyes brightened, "I can learn too?"

"Of course." Lou Yu nodded with a smile, "but you can't give up halfway."

Yang Ji'an was so happy that he almost jumped up, he wanted to learn martial arts from Huo Yan a long time ago!

"Your Highness, there is a lot of foam floating in the bucket." Feng Erbi reminded at the right time.

Lou Yu hurriedly lowered his head, skimmed off the foam with a spoon, and then ordered Feng Erbi: "Set the pot and light the fire."

Feng Erbi lacked the skills to separate himself, so he ordered Huo Yan and Yang Ji'an to help together.

Although Yang Ji'an is young, he does things neatly.Although Huo Yan was born in a wealthy family, he has worked hard since he was a child. He often hangs around in the military camps and is even more skilled at setting up fires than Yang Ji'an.

Yang Ji'an clapped his hands to show respect.

"you are great!"

As expected of the blood of General Huo, not only is he highly skilled in martial arts, he is also familiar with these chores.

Huo Yan waited in silence.

When the fire started, Lou Yu poured water into the pot with a wooden bucket.

"Your Highness wants to boil water?" Yang Ji'an didn't know that the bucket was salt water.

Lou Yu smiled and said nothing.

There wasn't much salt water, and the water in the pot evaporated faster and faster as the fire got stronger.

After a while, a layer of white crystal solid gradually precipitated from the bottom of the pot and its surroundings.

Feng Erbi participated in the whole process, and was shocked at the moment, his slender eyes were more than doubled.

"Your Highness, this, this..."

He knew that what His Highness poured into the brine bucket was egg whites, but he never expected that ordinary egg whites could create miracles!

"Hush—" Lou Yu raised his index finger and winked at him, "Let them guess what it is."

Feng Erbi swallowed, forced to suppress the excitement in his heart, and stared at that layer of whiteness.

Night falls.

When cooking salt just now, a servant outside the courtyard asked if he would prepare meals, but Lou Yu flatly refused.

For big things, it's nothing to go hungry.

Put out the fire and cool the pot.

Lou Yu carefully removed the salt crystal and put it in a specially prepared celadon bowl.

The salt crystals are like snow, and the walls of the bowl are so green that they are unbelievably beautiful.

Yang Ji'an opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Huo Yan also showed surprise, he had already guessed that the white snow in the bowl was salt crystals, but before that, he never knew that salt could deceive frost like this.

And the occurrence of this miracle came from the hands of Prince Qing's son Lou Yu.

"How about calling it 'Snow Salt'?" Lou Yu asked the three of them with a smile.

Only then did Yang Ji'an realize, "This is...salt?!"

For the last word, he deliberately lowered his voice.

Feng Erbi was very excited, and he still did not forget to flatter him, "Your Highness, this name is wonderful! It is worthy of the name!"

With his clever mind, he has already seen the value of this "snow salt".

He said: "Your Highness, if the snow salt can enter the market, it will definitely bring a lot of money to the palace!"

Although Lou Yu has this intention, he can't sell snow salt wantonly at present.

Now that his identity is sensitive, it is not appropriate to make a big noise, and things are rare and expensive, the rarer they are, the more gimmicks they can make.

Snow salt can be hyped for high prices in private, but it cannot be brought to the public.

He has his own uses for these snow salts.

Lou Yu solemnly instructed: "You must not spread this matter to outsiders, you must keep your mouth shut."

"Please rest assured, Your Highness, I will not tell you!" Feng Erbi hastily expressed his opinion.

Yang Ji'an followed closely behind and nodded fiercely, "Your Highness, I don't know anything."

All three looked at Huo Yan.

Huo Yan: "...um."

He is not a long-tongued person, and he doesn't know how to make snow salt, so there is no way to talk about it.

In the next half month, Lou Yu bought salt in the name of the farm, and secretly boiled the salt in the courtyard.

The end of the year has come quietly.

The author has something to say:

Huo Zai: Something feels wrong... Σ(⊙▽⊙"a

Yu Zai: I am me, different fireworks (*^▽^*)

ps: ①Quoted from "Heguanzi Tianru"