"I will send a message to Sun Hei...Sun Simiao right away and ask him to try some tofu with salt brine and see what the effect is?" Yuan Tiangang stood up and walked towards the west compartment. The Qingzhou Salt Farm is being expanded, and the most indispensable thing is salt brine. . In addition, when outsiders are around, you still have to maintain a certain image, and don't say nicknames like Sun Heijin.
Li Yuanying waved his hand, squinted his eyes a little tiredly, and entered the dozing mode: sleepy in spring, autumn, and summer, and winter and March when he couldn't wake up. As a child, sleepiness is normal.
Seeing that Li Yuanying was already dozing off, Li Shiji waved his hand and led the people away quietly. There are many things that cannot be sent by telegraph. The news about Prince Teng in Xing'an cannot be made known to the old foxes in the political affairs hall. I want to write a secret letter to His Majesty... I wonder if one day we will be able to talk to each other thousands of miles away? That way, reporting things will be easier, faster and more detailed. Why don't you go talk to that Du Siliang? He's been quiet the last few days as if he didn't exist.
The charcoal fire made an occasional "crackling" sound, and the aroma of pine nuts, chestnuts, wild walnuts and longevity berries spread throughout the hall with the heat. Houses made of boulders and logs have much better thermal insulation than wooden houses. Wei Gui walked quietly to the low couch in front of the window: the window was made into a three-layer glazed partition as King Teng said, and the second senior brother emptied the air in the partition. It not only has good heat preservation, but also has better sound insulation. Yes, you can see the snow all over the sky, but you can't hear the sound of patrol soldiers walking on the snow outside.
After looking at the people in the circle room, Zhang Guo decided to sit on the low couch farthest from Wei Gui, took out the abacus from his sleeve, and calculated the best route for transporting wood and the laying of the railway. If transported to Heishan Port, the special products along the route can be gathered and then transported to Luoyang, Chang'an or Yangzhou via sea transportation and canals. The risk will be much lower than direct sea transportation from Xing'an. Can Hung Yen Port transport supplies further north, or is it just a strategic port?
Taking out the embroidery stand and thin blanket from the east compartment, Chuntao covered Li Yuanying with the thin blanket, then sat aside and quietly embroidered. What she embroidered was a fan with a picture of a pear blossom and a parrot, with a pear tree in full bloom diagonally from the lower left to the upper right. , among the flowers on the tree, a parrot with bright feathers pointed its toes forward, grasped the branch with two claws, and probed its head, as if looking for food.
"..." When Yuan Tiangang came back from sending the telegram, he saw that Li Yuanying was snoring slightly. He came to him and placed his right index finger on the size of his left wrist: calmly and gently, neither floating nor sinking, not too late or too late. The numbers are neither detailed nor overwhelming, and the rhythm is even.
Why is it that when we are having fun, we stay up all night with nothing to do, but as long as we discuss serious matters, we fall asleep within an hour at most? This really delays the progress of the work... He sighed secretly and sat across from Zhang Guo, watching him adjust the route on the map.
...For King Teng, being a demon king is more comfortable than being a virtuous king.
"Do you think it will be more efficient to communicate with those old foxes, the Demon King or the Wise King?" Zhang Guo asked in a low voice after checking a piece of data, returning the abacus to its place, in a voice that only two people could hear.
Crazy Yuan has been in Chang'an for a long time, dealing with those evil-minded old foxes. When dealing with things, he always likes to turn a few corners and dig a few holes. Only after burying people is almost buried can he see his purpose. It is not as straightforward as Gongsun Bai and Wei Guizang. As for Sun Heijin... a little bit.
Yuan Tiangang: "..."
Communication efficiency? Thinking of his torn beard, his laziness when asking for fireworks and telescopes, thinking of Wei Xuancheng, Gao Shilian and others who had taken frequent breaks... I had to admit that the efficiency was indeed very high, because those who opposed him were not stunned by anger. To recuperate, it means to be sent to Lingnan or Longyou.
Thinking about the experiences of the wise kings Xu Wang and Han Wang, it is true that a certain person has too many demands and has the title of Demon King. Not only the resistance in the political hall is much smaller, but also the small officials who handle the affairs do not dare to delay and shirk. King Teng will really bury them. Someone falls into the snow, or someone is injured with a slingshot, the kind of indiscriminate attack. Suddenly he said: "What you said makes sense."
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Sun Simiao, who received the news from Yuan Tiangang, had just returned from the selected Baidiezi field. He frowned slightly when he saw the word "salt and brine" written on it. Even the experiment was a waste. Wei Sanyang's weird ideas were very strange. Obviously not as good as his prospecting ability. Does anyone know if there is anything else wrong with wild boars? Maybe getting fat is a bad side effect!
How could King Teng indulge Wei Sanyang so much? Soybeans have many uses, and the waste of food must be strictly stopped... Do you want to go to Xing'an?
"Mr. Sun, according to the conditions of the Baidiezi land and mulberry land we chose, it will be suitable for many states. It is not an ordinary trouble for states to change their planting traditions." Qin Na saw Sun Simiao coming back and pointed to the eucalyptus. The location circled on the map said with great headache.
It's very simple in Shushan. If someone likes a piece of valley in the mountains and asks the third brother to see the direction of the water flow and the flash flood point, he can ask the first brother and the second brother to help open up the land, and then ask the junior brothers to help plant trees or plant seeds. land. The maximum amount of land is only three acres each time. Even if it fails, the impact will not be big. Anyway, the master does not expect someone to make money for him. But now we are not in Shushan. Although it is troublesome to coordinate the governors of various states to agree, what is more troublesome is that if the experiment fails, what will those farmers do? How can they survive without enough rice in return for their hard work?
"We won't plant large areas in the first year. Sinong Temple will coordinate with the Ministry of Civil Affairs and the Ministry of Industry, so you don't have to worry." Although Sun Simiao is stubborn, he is not as low in emotional intelligence as Gongsun Bai and Wei Guizang. As long as it does not involve professional knowledge During the debate, his temper was still very gentle and reasonable. He sat back on his desk, stared at the contents of the letter, and explained absentmindedly. “Here in Tengzhou, King Teng has the backing, so farmers don’t have to worry about not having enough food to survive.”
The vast black land in Xing'an has a high yield of beans, wheat or sorghum, not to mention the fertile land from Xing'an to Liaodong City and along the Songhua River. The only headache is the extremely small population. However, King Teng said that the soldiers of the Anxi Protectorate and those foreign captives would plant it, and then move some hermit houses from Shandong states there, which could be regarded as solving the problem within ten years. As for ten years from now, it would be weird if no one goes to such a rich place. Maybe in three to five years, many people will voluntarily go there... It's cold in winter, but that's better than starving to death in a warm place. What's more, after no longer living in seclusion, the children still have the hope of taking the imperial examination, and no one will refuse the temptation of changing families.
...Should someone believe in King Teng, believe in King Teng, or trust King Teng?
"Does Mr. Sun have any hard-to-make decisions?" Qin Na watched Sun Simiao's expression change and asked cautiously. It's not that I'm afraid of Sun Gong, but that my master, senior brother, second senior brother, third senior brother, and fourth senior brother are not in Tengzhou. A single tree cannot make a forest, a single thread cannot make a thread... The main reason is that the force value is not enough.
Sun Simiao came back to his senses and asked, "Do you know about your third senior brother's salted tofu?"
Qin Na: "..."
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