The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

By noon, the variety of dishes on Li Fu's table had obviously become much richer. Li Fu cooked some himself, and the chef also cooked some others according to his instructions.

For cooking, the steps and seasonings are basically the same, but the ingredients are different and slightly adjusted.

The chef in the kitchen is at least a professional cook. Li Fu has demonstrated it in person in the past, and many things are easy to master.

Li Fu tasted the dishes.

It's okay, as I said, there is still room for improvement.

In the afternoon, the servants in the house prepared the explosive rods and took them to the front yard to set them off.

Li Fu looked at the servants who were carrying the explosive rods outside...

Now that the gunpowder has been made, it wouldn't be too much to mix it a little and roll some firecrackers, right?

It's just to make a noise...

Although such an idea came to his mind, he rejected it in the end.

After all, this thing has been handed over to Li Shimin, and Li Shimin has also sent special people to deal with it. I don’t know what the workshop hidden in the mountains has become after a year and a half, and how much this thing has been produced...

It’s a long way to go to turn gunpowder into firecrackers, or even fireworks...

If it doesn’t work, I will discuss it with His Majesty Li Er and ask someone to make some fireworks. When the Lantern Festival comes, I will directly hold a fireworks party in Chang’an City in the name of the palace, and have fun with the people. How great it is.

This thing is not impossible. At most, I will give suggestions to Li Shimin in advance after the Tang Dynasty sweeps away the Turks.

After all, such a big thing should be praised.

No matter how you think about it, this is a perfect excuse, and His Majesty Li Er will not disagree.

As long as the pie is well drawn, I don’t believe that His Majesty Li Er will disagree.

Which emperor would not be willing to praise himself... The key is that it will not waste people’s time and money.

This thing is different from the Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai.

If this really happened, the people in Chang'an would also watch the fun and be happy, and it would be passed down for a long time.

After Lao Zhao directed the servants in the house to place the explosive rods, he asked them to clean it up and build it. The shape must also be beautiful, and it cannot be piled up in a mess.

Lao Zhao came to Li Fu's side.

"My dear, everything is cleaned up here. Do you think there is anything that needs to be changed?"

Lao Zhao saw Li Fu standing in the corridor for a long time, just looking at the yard, and didn't say anything. He thought he had some opinions on the layout and furnishings in the yard, so he came to ask.

"Hmm? No need, it's good." Li Fu nodded.

He was just distracted just now.

He turned around and went back to the hall.

For the whole afternoon, although Li Fu specifically ordered everyone to rest, the people in the house could not rest when they thought of the evening party. They still performed their duties. Even when they were working, they had smiles on their faces and were in high spirits.

The kitchen yard was already in full swing. Some cold dishes were made in advance and put in large basins, and then large plates were taken and served. Then the maids came and took them all out.

The house had been cleaned up and prepared long ago. In the afternoon, the dishes were served from the kitchen to the door of the house, and then the people in the house took them in and placed them on the long table.

They worked until the evening. The servants lit up all the red lanterns in the house. In the twilight, the house was very lively.

If there were fewer people in the house, the red lanterns would not be lit like this...

When the time came, Lao Zhao took charge and asked people to light the explosive rods. After a while, crackling sounds came from the front yard.

It's not just the Jingyang King's house that is burning the explosive poles. Almost all the houses in Chang'an City will light them at this time.

The Jinwu Guards patrolling the city are still conscientiously holding on, constantly patrolling Chang'an City to prevent anyone from burning explosive poles and accidentally catching fire again.

Li Fu went to the ancestral hall of the house to worship his ancestors.

Just like last year, he still went into the ancestral hall alone, knelt on the futon, and chatted with the tablets enshrined above.

Although, but... even if those tablets don't respond, they still have to chat.

It's normal not to respond. If they really respond, it's called scaring people.

"Anyway, this is what happened this year, and this is what happened." Li Fu simply collapsed and sat on the cushion: "Anyway, I tried my best. Whether you are satisfied or not, that's it. As for the things in the house, everything is going well. Let's go to the manor. Although I'm tossing and turning, but after all, that is where you stay. I will run it and make sure it is well managed. It doesn't matter whether you make money or lose money, the main thing is to live a good life. "

"If you really have spirits in heaven, please bless you. As soon as the spring comes next year, there should be reactions in the fields. Disasters are inevitable, but please bless everything to go well and don't let the locust plague be too devastating to people."

"If you work hard above and really bless that there will be no locust plague, then next year I will have people burn incense for you in the ancestral hall twelve hours a day. Come on. "Li Fu smiled.

It would be great if it worked at this time.

The living pray for blessings, burn incense and paper, and the spirits in heaven should not be lazy. If the KPI cannot be completed, then complete it as much as possible. Otherwise, how can you accept the incense, candles and paper money?

After Li Fu smiled, his mood fell into depression again.

"To be honest, I tried my best to deal with the locust plague. I started planning and preparing a year in advance. Although some emergencies occurred in the middle, it is still within my ability. Now, because there is a workshop on the farm, the people on the farm are raising chickens and ducks, and even the surrounding farms, but even so, it has driven a lot of people, but it is still not enough, far from enough." Li Fu murmured in a low voice: "Relying on the current chickens and ducks, let them dig in the fields for food, and then even if they die of fullness, they can't eat so many insect eggs. "So, even if the disaster is only slightly alleviated, it will not be avoided. Even if there are no locusts here in Zhuangzi, locusts from other places will fly over." Li Fu said helplessly: "At that time, His Majesty Li II will still have to eat locusts. Although it is useless, it can at least stabilize people's hearts." "Think about it, the emperor has done things to this extent. Do others still have the heart to blame the emperor and the court officials?" Li Fu sat there, as if he was narrating to those tablets, and as if he was speaking to his own heart.