I engaged in modernization in ancient times

Mo Shaoheng heard someone report that when the pigs on their prairie had some problems, they were using a gourd ladle to water the medicinal materials in the yard.

It has been more than a month since these herbs were planted.

Some plants grow as high as the knee, of course, because of the species, like those short plants, they are only the size of a palm.

Ever since Mo Shaoheng transplanted some of these seedlings into each house, the entire Zhenbei Palace has changed.

Beside the road, it is lush and green, just like a small garden in Liangjing.

At the beginning, the people in each house were still a little confused, what are they doing to grow medicinal materials in the yard?

However, when I heard that the transplanted ones included Goblin, Polygonatum, Polygonum multiflorum, and even a little ginseng seedlings, I was surprised for a long time.

These medicinal materials are all very valuable.

Just plant it, anyway, they usually use it to grow flowers and plants, and because of the weather, they always fail to grow.

Unexpectedly, it became what it is now.

Walking on the path, there are green plants on both sides, and from time to time you can see a precious medicinal herb among the green plants.

It is inevitable that you have to pause to appreciate it, and discuss a few words with the servants next to you.

"Why does this goblin seedling grow so well?"

"No, I heard that these goblins grow in the wild, and they usually go to the mountains to pick them. I didn't expect to see a plant from time to time in our courtyard. Every time I see it, I feel magical. This is a good sign."

"Well, people usually pay attention to it, but don't get hurt, and let people pay more attention to it, so don't let people go along."

After thinking for a while, he said, "No, I have to write them down, and I have to know them in my heart, otherwise I won't know if there are any missing."

The people in each house actually began to care about themselves, and reminded them every day to ask the people in the yard to water them.

From the original various flowers and plants, it began to become a variety of medicinal materials, and it seems that these medicinal materials are easier to grow than flowers and plants, which is also strange.

Mo Shaoheng's place, he has to go to see what's wrong with the pigs on the grassland. This is a big investment and there is no delay.

After thinking about it, he simply called other shareholders, and if something really went wrong, everyone had to know it was wrong.

A dozen carriages left the city.

As a result, as soon as he left the city, he happened to meet Zhao Di who was returning to Beijing after a long journey.

It has been a month since Zhao Di left, and Mo Shaoheng only heard some news about Zhao Di at every court meeting.

It should be that he suffered some hardships, and some traces of wind and sun can be directly seen from Zhao Di's body.

Now it's all right, Zhao Di is also called, and all the shareholders who participate in the shares are also included.

On the way, Mo Shaoheng ran to Zhao Di's carriage, "Did the canal be built smoothly?"

Zhao Di nodded.

On the construction site, the craftsman from the Ministry of Industry is mainly in charge. What he has to do is let people manage it, and coordinate the craftsman, officials, and workers so that nothing happens.

Now that the refugees have jobs, food, and tents to live in, they can be regarded as safe. As long as there is no incident of cruel officials beating the workers, the canal can be repaired step by step.

Now that I think about it, it's a little unbelievable that they would have a canal in Beiliang.

Mo Shaoheng asked again, "Have you finished the salted fish I gave you?"

Zhao Di nodded. On the construction site, the food was very light.

Those salted fish turned into something good.

There is a chat every sentence.

Outside the carriage, Zhinan and Zhibei were a little anxious, they just stayed in the carriage like this, they were better than newlyweds.

Fortunately, not long after, Zhao Yanqiu, who was dressed like a peacock spreading its tail, ran over.

This guy was wearing a patterned brocade robe, with white jade and a long sword hanging around his waist, and he was quite charming.

Zhao Yanqiu: "Those students of yours are causing trouble again, they must say that the millet planted by others is not good."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Now is the season of grain harvesting, and people can be seen cutting the corn in the field into bundles along the way.

Zhao Jingcheng and other students also imitated the old farmer, rubbing millet in the palm of their hand, rubbing out the grains, and putting them in their mouths while watching.

There is a pattern.

That's all, a group of young masters from aristocratic families, others dare not say anything.

But while judging other people's millet, they also said that others did not plant it well.

"The meat is not plump enough, it's not good enough to eat in your mouth, it's all shells."

"Tsk tsk, there's nothing left after removing the shell."

Isn't this burying people face to face?

Mo Shaoheng hurried to drive the students back to the carriage one by one.

Today's weather is not hot, even a little breeze.

More than a dozen carriages lined up in a line, laughing and laughing along the way, but it was also a bit of fun.

Zhao Jingcheng and others came to ask Mo Shaoheng from time to time, "What's wrong with our pig?"

Mo Shaoheng didn't see the situation, how could he know.

The grassland is only half a day away from Liangjing.

When they arrived, the scene in front of them was quite different from when they first came.

The camp surrounded by tents is connected together, and the obvious breath of life can be seen.

In the distance, the sheds surrounded by fences are also lined up for a long time, and the sheds are also covered with wooden boards to protect them from wind and rain.

There are no people in the camp now, and there are no livestock in the sheds, so they should be grazed out.

The steward in charge of this place greeted him.

Mo Shaoheng asked directly, "What's wrong?"

The steward opened his mouth, "I can't tell, the prince should see for himself."

Mo Shaoheng let out an "oh", this is quite interesting.

Lead the people to the grassland outside the camp.

In order to keep the camp clean, livestock are not allowed near it.

There is no time to take a cup of tea, and the biggest change in the grassland is right now.

Zhao Jingcheng and other students couldn't even close their mouths.

Even Zhao Di and Zhao Yanhuoqiu were shocked.

The stewards in charge of the ranch at their house also reported to them on time how many piglets Mo Shaoheng bought to the grassland. They took a look, and it seemed that it was just the same thing, just numbers.

but now……

The wind is blowing and the grass is low, and there are endless pigs, cattle and sheep, piles and piles, or grazing, or playing and playing.

This is a scene they have never seen before.

This scene they will never forget.

Really, that picture is too shocking, what you see is what you see.

After the shock, a group of students ran forward screaming.

"This is our ranch?"

"We raised them all?"

"Mom, it's too much."

Those who don't know, think that they are very fat in Beiliang.

"No, no, no, I suddenly feel that I am too rich."

"It's all ours."

The laughter carried far away with the wind.

You can tell at a glance that when they grow up, they will have to be sold for a lot of money.

Zhao Jingcheng and others ran over, causing a lot of confusion, but these pigs, cattle and sheep were not afraid of people, they just moved a little, and continued to do what they should do.

Even if you feed them with grass, they will lean over by themselves.

A group of students laughed so hard that they shrunk their necks and were overjoyed.

Mo Shaoheng, Zhao Yanqiu and Zhao Di also stepped forward and fed them with grass. Looking at the pigs, cattle and sheep eating the grass in their hands, they were actually very cured.

A shepherd boy ran over, looked at the situation, and then left.

These shepherd boys are also different from the boring ones at the beginning. Facing the wind and having fun behind the cattle and sheep, they are full of vigor and vitality. The smile on their faces is the innocent smile of a child, really free and spontaneous. Inner smile.

This is also a big change on the grassland.

Only then did Mo Shaoheng move his gaze to the pigs all over the floor.

After looking at it for a long time, I didn't find anything abnormal, so I couldn't help saying, "I don't think it looks strange."

In the end, Zhao Jingcheng and others surrounded him, "It's strange, pigs don't look like this."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Zhao Jingcheng also pulled a pig and pulled its ears, "Look at this pig's head, it's all shaped into a square shape, fat head and big ears, pigs are not like that."

"Here is this pig's body, oh my god, why did it grow so thick, like a bucket, it's all round."

"And this leg, like a tree pillar."

"Aren't all pigs skinny and small?"

The steward next to him also said, "It's only been a long time since I raised it, and it's bigger than other people's pigs that have been raised for a year. It's really scary. I'm really worried that something evil has happened, so I have to let someone inform the son .”

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Zhao Jingcheng was still tugging at the pig's ears, "Could it be that he's really become a sperm? This...is it a pig essence?"

Mo Shaoheng flicked Zhao Jingcheng's forehead, "What nonsense?"

It was only then that he remembered that the pigs in Beiliang had indeed grown "sophisticated".

It is a little "different" from the chubby pigs they raise now.

If pigs are not castrated, the secretion of growth hormone will be strongly inhibited, and the difference in body size is indeed relatively large.

Mo Shaoheng said, "It's fine."

"Continue to raise it, and it will grow even bigger. It will be considered long enough by the time of the Chinese New Year."

The steward swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Can it still grow?"

Damn, is that still a pig?

Mo Shaoheng nodded, "It can grow to roughly one hundred and five to two hundred catties."

Then he smiled again, "Didn't I tell you at the beginning that the pigs raised with my pig raising secrets will definitely make money."

Everyone: "..."

No wonder Mo Shaoheng had to face their doubts and castrate all the pigs he bought.

It turned out that it was all within Mo Shaoheng's expectation.

However, Mo Shaoheng is a celebrity, where did he come up with such a strange recipe.

Zhao Jingcheng waited with question marks on his face, what is the secret to raising pigs?Why don't you tell them.

Mo Shaoheng also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that something really went wrong.

It's rare to come to the grassland, so it's natural to have enough fun.

The boy Zhao Jingcheng seemed to like small animals very much, so he ran to lead the calf.

Now it can no longer be called a calf, and a half-grown calf can already see some physique.

A group of calves walking together, their tails circled leisurely, looked quite spectacular.

There are also lambs everywhere. Compared with pigs and cows, they are much more lively and bleat.

It made a group of students laugh and roll on the ground.

I don't know why I'm so happy.

Facing the grassland, it seems that even the heart is a little wider.

The stewards of these students' mansions and those who came also laughed, no matter how they looked at their pastures, they should be profitable.

Their investment this time seems to be better than they expected.

I was still thinking in my heart, I knew if I invested a little more money at the beginning, I would be able to share more of those shares.

They really don't need to do anything about Chaoxin Ranch at all, just wait for the money to be collected, this feeling is really great.

Waiting for Zhao Jingcheng and other students to come around after running crazy on the grassland and getting tired from playing.

Still muttering in his mouth, "Why do our pigs, cattle and sheep grow so well!"

A face of Versailles.

Today is cooler than the last time I came, and with a little wind, it is naturally comfortable.

Looking at these students having fun, Mo Shaoheng couldn't help but said, "If you put so much effort into studying in the Imperial College, how could you make your husband run away in anger from time to time?"

Zhao Jingcheng shrank his neck, he knew he was talking about, because just yesterday, Mr. Zhishan ran away in anger again, saying that he wanted to say goodbye and go back to his hometown.

This old gentleman has bid farewell several times, and his mind is as small as the eye of a needle.

The reason why Mo Shaoheng knew about this was because Jijiu told him that if Mr. Zhishan really left, Mo Shaoheng would have to be responsible for teaching one more subject, stereotyped art.

Mo Shaoheng was so frightened that he trembled. These students are really noisy. He is still busy with his business to support his family, and he has to go to court. He only teaches these students to follow him around. How can he have time to teach cultural lessons? .

That's why he said this.

Zhao Jingcheng was a little unconvinced, "I'm not the only one who got mad at Mr. Zhishan this time, and Fan Shen..."

"Mr. was teaching art in class. He didn't write a single word. He pulled out several beards of Mr. Fan Shen, and said that he made art like this, and he couldn't even be evaluated."

Fan Shen snorted, "I used to be a genius too, and my craftsmanship was first-class."

Zhao Jingcheng: "That was in the past, who didn't know the little prodigy of the Fan family, but you are not good enough now, otherwise you wouldn't be assigned to our dormitory, and I can still make a small evaluation of Zhiyi."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

After such a long time of contact, Mo Shaoheng also discovered that Fan Shen's culture class was very good, but why was he assigned to this dormitory?

What's more, Zhiyi can't even be rated as the lowest Ding.

Just now Zhao Jingcheng also said that Fan Shen used to be a great little child prodigy. .

Zhao Jingcheng watched Mo Shaoheng look at him, and said, "Fan Shentu is weird. Whenever he writes with a pen, his eyes will turn into lanterns, red and swollen, and he can't even open them."

Mo Shaoheng was stunned, there is such a strange thing?

Zhao Jingcheng took out a thread-bound notebook, "There is Mr. Zhishan's art problem on it yesterday, let Fan Shen write it if you don't believe me."

Fan Shen didn't seem to care too much, and started writing with a pen.

It was only at the beginning of an article on Zhiyi that Fan Shen's eyes became red and swollen.

Nan Yi looked at it for a long time in a daze, and took out the medical book in his box, "It's a strange thing, there is no such record in my "Three Hundred Cases of Difficult and Miscellaneous Diseases"."

Mo Shaoheng was also surprised, "Neurological hypersensitivity."

Local allergic symptoms caused by nervous tension.

This disease is rarer than pollen allergies and dust allergies.

It is essentially a mental illness.

Fan Shen used to be a child prodigy who was famous in Liangjing, but becoming famous at a young age may not be a good thing.

While enjoying fame, Fan Shen also bears unimaginable pressure at his age. Once the pressure exceeds the threshold, problems will arise.

Some have a big change in personality, and some, like Fan Shen, begin to show signs of resistance. When the resistance is really strong, the body will instinctively resist desperately.

For example, Fan Shen's eyes are actually a kind of resistance reaction that even he may not be aware of.

Mo Shaoheng said, "It's okay, it's not a big problem, and it will get better in the future."

Even though he said that, he also knew that if Fan Shen couldn't pass this test, the disease might be with him for the rest of his life.

A son of a scholarly family who can't write a pen is afraid that he will suffer a lot of criticism, especially because Fan Shen's illness is special. Those who like gods, ghosts and ghosts will spread some bad words to some extent.

Mo Shaoheng said, "It's just a minor illness, don't worry."

At this moment, Zhao Jingcheng said suddenly, "Then I'm sick too."

"Every time I walk into the Imperial College, I feel uncomfortable all over my body, as if someone is grinding my flesh with a knife."

Mo Shaoheng: "...You simply don't like reading."

Zhao Jingcheng: "Is it really a disease?"

He was still thinking that he would go back and tell his mother that he would not have to go to the Imperial College in the future. Whenever he listened to the teacher's lecture, his brain would hurt.

After playing for a while, since there was nothing wrong with the pigs, the mighty team began to return to Liangjing.

Zhao Jingcheng and other students were still lying on the car window and looking back reluctantly, "When are you going to see the white and fat chubby?"

Mo Shaoheng said, "I'll see it again during the Chinese New Year, when I'll have people drive the pigs into the city."

Zhao Jingcheng was overjoyed: "Really?"

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, of course it is true, of course the New Year's pig-killing rice must be eaten.

It's just that when the time comes, it may not be white and fat, but a fat head with big ears and a body full of flesh.

The autumn wind turns cooler.

Now that Zhao Di is back, Mo Shaoheng began to worry about the marriage contract again.

As a result, after several days, no one came to urge him, so he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

With Concubine Tian and Mrs. Yongan sneaking off to see the noble lady and being so enthusiastic, it is impossible for Zhao Di not to be in a hurry when he comes back.

Mo Shaoheng asked someone to inquire about it, but got a strange piece of news.

Zhao Di was ill, and whenever the matter of breaking up the engagement was mentioned, he fell ill.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

I heard that Concubine Tian has asked a person from Qin Tianjian to see the situation. The person from Qin Tianjian only said that the marriage contract cannot be withdrawn for the time being.

Concubine Tian therefore summoned Mrs. Yong'an apologetically, "I'm afraid this matter will take time."

He said it as if he really couldn't help others.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Zhao Di was "ill", so Mo Shaoheng naturally wanted to visit him.

When we arrived at King Yan's mansion, we felt quite nervous up and down.

It's just that when Mo Shaoheng saw Zhao Di, Zhao Di was practicing calligraphy in the study with nothing to do.

Mo Shaoheng said, "Is your excuse right?"

Zhao Di replied, "It's fine for the time being, but it can't be delayed for too long, or the saint will be alarmed."

Standing behind Zhao Di, who knew the south and the north, watched and cared, but they didn't hear anything. The concubine Tian just called them to ask about the situation.

Zhao Di glanced at the two of them, and the two of them left the study and closed the door behind them.

Mo Shaoheng was so worried that his forehead hurt.

Zhao Di glanced at Mo Shaoheng who had suddenly lost his image, and said, "Is that why you don't want to break off the engagement?"

Mo Shaoheng nodded without paying attention, "Yes."

Zhao Di: "..."

How...how could he be so direct, he felt embarrassed.

Mo Shaoheng said again, "If you can't hold on any longer, just let it go."

After all, it is his own business, and he cannot drag others to sink together.

Zhao Di: "..."

After visiting Zhao Di, Mo Shaoheng went to Bird Clothes Lane.

In Qinlou, Nan Yi is using bees to give Fan Shen and Zhao Jingcheng acupuncture, surrounded by a group of students watching the excitement.

"Young master said, your eyes are swollen when you write, it's not a big deal, just come to my place for acupuncture every day, it's just for me to practice my hands, it's the first time I've used bees for acupuncture."

It made Fan Shen feel that this was not a serious problem, but it was actually a kind of psychological suggestion therapy.

As for Zhao Jingcheng, he looked at it for fun, and asked Nan Yi to give him two acupuncture points, both of which are ordinary acupuncture points for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, just to cure his problem of getting fatter and fatter.

The bee's tail needle pierces the acupuncture point, which looks quite magical.

But after a while, Zhao Jingcheng suddenly said "ah".

"Nanyi Nanyi, look quickly, what's wrong with my arm, why is it like a pig's trotter?"

Nan took a look, "It's okay, I'm not a handyman, I didn't grasp the toxin from the bee tail needle, it's just a bit of poison in my arm."

"How about I tie your other arm into the same shape? It's more symmetrical."

Zhao Jingcheng: "..."

All he knew was that he was poisoned.

Turning his eyes, "Then you will also prick my other arm twice, and I don't have to write any art."

When Mo Shaoheng came up, Zhao Jingcheng ran over with two swollen arms, "Teacher, why don't you tell Mr. Zhishan that I've become a pig's trotter, and I'm afraid I won't be able to finish the production." art."

Mo Shaoheng took a look, "It's okay, it will be fine tomorrow."

The toxicity of the domestic bee tail is very weak. The weak toxicity can stimulate the skin, but it can improve the immunity.

Zhao Jingcheng: "..."

So, white tie?

So, what about his two trotters?

Airy.

Seeing Mo Shaoheng coming, Zhao Jingcheng began to complain again, "Today is really annoying."

Mo Shaoheng: "Today is Mr. Zhishan's class, right? You left early again?"

Zhao Jingcheng shrank his neck, "It's really not that we skipped class on purpose today, but..."

"We were discussing the directional cultivation of seeds in the school, and it turned out that Wang Xiaolian from the school next door is the one in the Zhendong Prince's Mansion. After losing to us in the Battle of Three Streets last time, he troubled us every day."

"He even ran to our school, saying that we were ignorant all day, and attracted many people to watch."

"We explained for a long time, but they didn't understand. They kept saying that we are a disgrace to the Imperial College, and we don't look like scholars."

"I'm so pissed off. A group of defeated generals are still so arrogant. I think he is going crazy after losing."

"It's rare to argue with him, so we just ran out."

The other students also nodded, "Those students in the Imperial College just look down on us, saying that we are independent, hmph, we still look down on them, don't they just know how to study a little bit."

Mo Shaoheng frowned a bit, has the situation of being unable to integrate into the group already begun?

These students are not like him, he has a mature mind, so he can handle the situation of being incompatible with other people very well.

But they can't.

They may just be saying some angry words now, but if they are isolated by the entire Imperial College students for too long, problems will still occur. Zhao Yuning is a lesson from the past.

In fact, the problem now is that the students of the Imperial College do not understand them anymore, and they all so-called look down on these claims.

Mo Shaoheng thought about it, and he really had to think of a way to solve this problem.

Moreover, these students must also understand that what they are doing is indeed a very meaningful thing, and they can raise their heads proudly and face any doubts and accusations.

They should have the self-confidence of teenagers more, instead of feeling that others look down on them.

Two days later, the court meeting was held.

Mo Shaoheng looked towards the front of the Golden Palace, Zhao Di didn't come to court, this sickness is really pretending.

Now that winter is coming soon, the imperial court is also preparing for the winter in various places.

Beiliang is not bad, and the winter is not particularly cold. I heard that in other countries, some people can freeze to death in winter.

After the adults finished their discussion, Mo Shaoheng stood up.

"To the sage, I have my own performance."

A petty official like Mo Shaoheng, even if he goes to the palace, usually can't speak. He is considered a saint who has surpassed his superiors. As long as this happens once, he will probably offend many people.

But Mo Shaoheng's situation is a bit different, he is the heir of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, and his immediate superior is his teacher Shangyi Doctor, Fan Kou didn't say anything, let alone them.

In addition, every time Mo Shaoheng speaks in the palace, it always gives people a strange feeling, making people want to hear what he has to say.

Mo Shaoheng continued, "Winter is coming soon, and after winter is spring plowing."

"I am currently studying the topic of directional cultivation of seeds. Please ask the sage to allow me to use a few pieces of land as experimental sites for research."

Due to the scarcity of cultivated land in Beiliang, it is a felony to use the cultivated land for other purposes without authorization.

The sage didn't respond yet, but several ministers in the hall were surprised.

Directed cultivation of seeds?

Isn't this what their little ancestor said?For this matter, the little ancestors of their family almost tore off the roof, and just secretly sent people to buy some high-quality seeds from various places. If the cost was not too high, they would call people to Dongtang to give them I bought seeds.

Recently, because of this incident, the family has been jumping wildly.

It's not just this junior, they use the power of the government at such a young age, can the people in other houses be convinced?

The mansion is now fighting fiercely.

Mo Shaoheng continued, "If the directional cultivation of seeds is successful, at least my millet production in Beiliang will increase by [-]%."

"This research is beneficial to the country and the people, but the cost of research and expenditure is very small..."

All the ministers: "..."

They didn't even hear what Mo Shaoheng was saying after that, but the words that would increase Beiliang's millet production by [-]% were still echoing in their ears?

The most important food in Beiliang is millet. What is the shocking concept of raising [-]%?

Besides, Mo Shaoheng also said that he just needed some cultivated land for some kind of experiment.

Negligible cost can be exchanged for such a big benefit, no matter whether it is successful or not, it must be tried. Not only must it be tried, but the court must also strongly support it.

Mo Shaoheng is a bit of a monster, if he really succeeds, it will be the luck of the whole Beiliang, and it will be a feat that will shock the world.

Many ministers in the palace opened their mouths, so their family really didn't mess around in their lifetime, but they were doing something so important that would even affect the whole of Beiliang?

Then his eyes lit up, if he succeeds, wouldn't it be that their little ancestor has caught Mo Shaoheng's wind.

Even if it is only a little bit related to increasing corn production, it is due to Beiliang, and his career in the future will definitely be much smoother.

Mo Shaoheng continued, "This subject requires some manpower. I happened to teach this course in the Imperial College, and I want students who already have some basic knowledge to assist in the research."

"So, please allow the sage to allow a piece of cultivated land to be vacated in the mansion where my students are located, so that they can use it as an experimental site for research."

"Of course, if the various prefectures have difficulties, the loss of that experimental site can be counted on my Zhenbei Prince's Mansion."

Everyone: "..."

Not to mention a piece of land, now some people are eager to get a little bit of it.

But...Mo Shaoheng deliberately mentioned his students, this is to push his students before the court in advance, why?

The sage naturally agreed to Mo Shaoheng's request directly, and it might be worth it to exchange for a negligible price.

As for the occupation of farmland in various prefectures, the saint directly asked the imperial court to compensate.

But no one responded. If the sage really made up for it, they would not have their share of the credit.

Speaking of it later, they have land in their mansion, and the income from one or two pieces of land is not worth it to them, so they are not stupid.

After court, Mo Shaoheng also said to the elders of his students, "I will trouble you to cooperate with my students in the future."

Not long after, the news reached the Imperial College, and the entire Imperial College erupted.

Zhao Jingcheng and the others were also dumbfounded.

Say they are not doing their job properly?Said they were idle?

Try it now, they are working hard for Beiliang, even the saints admit it.

I can't understand what they are doing, so I despise them, hum, now everyone knows how meaningful what they are doing, it's not a joke.

Laughing so hard that their necks shrunk, they are still so small, but... they have already participated in the government affairs, right?

If I say it, I'm afraid it will shock people's jaws.

Mo Shaoheng couldn't help thinking in his heart, is the teacher asking everyone to admit their meaning?

For the first time, I felt that they were not the useless existence that everyone said, and they didn't just know how to have fun.

They are the pillars of the country who work hard for Beiliang.

The atmosphere in the Guozijian has also changed. Zhao Jingcheng and others are pointed at wherever they go, but the pointing and pointing now is a little different from before.

Wang Xiaolian also hadn't appeared in front of Zhao Jingcheng and the others for a long time, because it was Wang Xiaolian who led people to Zhao Jingcheng's school, relying on his good grades, he almost reprimanded others by pointing their noses.

Autumn is almost over.

Mo Shaoheng held the account book every day, and settled the accounts with words.

The income is actually not bad.

If it hadn't been for a lot of expenses in the early stage, it might have started to make money.

It's a good sign, and it's better than losing money year after year.

Mo Shaoheng was thinking that if he made money in the future, he would be a salted fish. He lived a comfortable life, and he didn't know when he would be able to be a playboy with peace of mind.

At this time, someone came from the palace, an old mother said that it was summoned by the concubine Tian.

Mo Shaoheng was already nervous, he was now afraid that Concubine Tian would call him to discuss the marriage contract.

But it is impossible not to go.

When Mo Shaoheng went to Zhuxia Palace, he happened to meet Zhao Di at the gate.

The two looked at each other.

I'm afraid today is more or less auspicious.

Fortunately, Concubine Tian summoned Zhao Di, as if she was only concerned about Zhao Di's "illness".

Zhao Di had been "sick" for several days, so he had to bite the bullet and say that his illness was almost cured.

As for summoning Mo Shaoheng, because the silkworms raised by Concubine Tian have cocooned, let him take a look at the situation.

Mo Shaoheng went to the palace where the silkworms were raised, and now the silkworms are no longer kept in a dustpan.

But on the big brooms tied up with bamboo branches one by one.

The white silkworm cocoons hang on the big broom with teeth and claws, which looks like a sky full of stars.

Mo Shaoheng picked a few, looked at the light, and replied, "It's time to spin."

If you strip the cocoon, the silkworm chrysalis inside will die.

If you want to keep the silkworm eggs, you have to keep some cocoons to continue raising.

Mo Shaoheng had already handed over the method of stripping cocoons to Concubine Tian.

Concubine Tian asked people to bring in the handmade cart for drawing silk, which was made while she was raising silkworms.

For the first time, Mo Shaoheng had to watch to make sure there was no mistake.

The court ladies are also very careful, this silk can be sold at the same price as gold silk.

Spinning silk is a delicate job. The reason why the silkworm chrysalis will die when spinning and stripping the cocoon is because the silkworm cocoon needs to be soaked in water, and the silkworm chrysalis will be smothered in it.

Silk is naturally beautiful, but the remaining silkworm chrysalis are a little scary.

Some little palace ladies turned pale with fright.

Obviously silkworms are quite cute, but how can they be so scary after turning into silkworm chrysalis.

Mo Shaoheng smiled, "Don't look at them as ugly, but they are still edible, full of protein."

A group of people: "..."

This is really unacceptable.

So when Mo Shaoheng left, he was followed by a few servants, each of them carrying several bags of silkworm chrysalis, "Tianfei said, from now on, these silkworm chrysalis will be sent to the prince's residence."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Well, although he doesn't eat it either, it's really a good thing.

Mo Shaoheng and Zhao Di walked very fast because they were afraid that Concubine Tian would ask about their engagement.

Sure enough, Concubine Tian came back to her senses and was also taken aback, "I was so scared by the silkworm chrysalis that I forgot about the business."

Thinking that it won't be too late to ask questions next time, she still has to weave silk into silk according to the manual Mo Shaoheng gave him, and she must be more careful the first time.

After walking out of the palace, Mo Shaoheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he said to Zhao Di, "How about I give you some silkworm chrysalis?"

Zhao Di didn't even turn his head.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Yes, he took it back and gave it to the girls in the mansion.

In the end, when Mo Shaoheng took it back to the mansion, the girls almost turned pale with fright.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

It's really a good thing, big supplement.

He looked at the silkworm chrysalis, well, he couldn't say anything.

It's a pity to throw it away. After thinking about it, I took it to Wuyi Lane, let the cook fry it and sent it to the small shopkeepers, just to mend it.

Douzi held a fried silkworm chrysalis and gnawed vigorously, while looking at Mo Shaoheng, "Won't your son eat it?"

Mo Shaoheng shook his head and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Dou Zi nodded, "It's delicious, it's all meat."

He has eaten meat several times recently, and brother Zhaodi told him that people in other places can't eat meat several times a year, and they are living a good life now.

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, it was worth the money.

However, what is the taste of silkworm chrysalis?Chicken?Or shrimp flavor?

The change of seasons is coming.

After a few days, the weather started to turn cold.

Mrs. Yong'an sent people to bring many thick clothes to Mo Shaoheng and Nan Yi.

If you wear thin clothes, it will be a little cold.

Mo Shaoheng sent people to go to the pasture, the sheds had to be covered with hay, and it was cold at night, these animals slept on the hay and huddled together so they wouldn't get cold.

The production of ice cream in the mansion also stopped, and they made a lot of money at the end of autumn.

It's time for a change of season, and it's time to spend money again.

In addition to the girls in the mansion, Mo Shaoheng's small shopkeepers also had to make some thick clothes, otherwise it would be pitiful for everyone to shiver in the cold, not to mention they would have to walk from house to house to continue their business.

I heard that the peddler is now busy. Some of the people who are used to delivering goods now want the peddler to deliver goods to their door when the weather is cold, which is convenient.

Grandma watched Mo Shaoheng draw another sum of money to make clothes for the small shopkeepers, but didn't say anything.

Her Heng'er knows how to spend money, and now everyone in Liangjing knows it.

After a while, people on the street started to rub their hands together as they walked.

Mo Shaoheng also began to feel a little cold, especially at night.

The winter in Beiliang is indeed warmer than other countries, but Mo Shaoheng overlooked one thing.

That is, the houses in ancient times were not made of reinforced concrete, and the houses were not airtight enough. Even if there is no air leakage, the coldness will still pass in.

Mo Shaoheng thought, after a while, it might be even colder.

Aristocratic families will burn some expensive and less-smoky wood to make a brazier for heating, so naturally they are not particularly afraid of winter.

But ordinary people can't do it.

For example, his small shopkeepers live in warehouses even if they have quilts, and the warehouses are even less warm.

Mo Shaoheng's eyes lit up, maybe... there is a big deal waiting for him.

Just in time to do it while it's not too cold.

Mo Shaoheng excitedly went to find Uncle Yu, the craftsman.

Then spent a lot of freshman year