"What's wrong?"
Seeing that Wang Zi'an had not started writing, Li Shimin, who was stretching the paper carefully with his butt raised, turned to Wang Zi'an in confusion.
"Ahem - I'm afraid this one is useless - it's too small to draw -"
Wang Zi'an roughly measured it with his hands and shook his head helplessly.
"It's okay, it's okay, let's change to a bigger one -"
When he heard that this was the reason, Li Shimin immediately beamed.
Of course, the bigger the map, the clearer it is, and the bigger it is, the better it is to use.
Wang Zi’an:……
Of course you're fine, it's not you who drew it!
"Change to larger paper - this one is considered useless..."
As Wang Zi'an spoke, he casually pulled the piece of paper he had just drawn, balled up his hands, and made a habitual one-handed shooting motion. As a result, before the ball of paper fell into the wastebasket, Fang Xuanling jumped at it with a lunge. Steady in hand.
"Don't throw it away, don't throw it away - well, I'm mainly afraid of waste. I've done this painting anyway, just in case it's useful..."
Wang Zi’an:……
It's just a piece of waste paper. How guilty are you? I have nothing to say to you.
Then, he saw Li Shimin happily rushing under his desk, pulling out the largest piece of rice paper, and throwing it on the table with a smile on his face.
The paper was relatively large, about the same size as the red paper sold on the market in later generations. Spread out and fill a big table.
Wang Zi’an:……
This dog emperor wants to take advantage of me again!
This piece of paper is enough to draw a map of the world, let alone the territory of the Tang Dynasty.
When Wei Zheng, Fang Xuanling and Li Junxian saw it, they quickly took the opportunity to surround him, each of them helping to pull him aside. It's rare to see someone drawing a territorial map on the spot. Wouldn't it be a pity not to witness it with your own eyes?
Seeing how old Wei Zheng was, he rushed over to stretch out the paper and waited there with his butt sticking out, bending over. Wang Zi'an was almost embarrassed.
This kind of map drawing cannot be completed in a short time. Wei Zheng is already so old, so it is not easy to do this.
"Forget it, I'll use a paperweight to hold it down, you guys are working too hard like this -"
Wang Zi'an gave a kind reminder.
Upon hearing this, Wei Zheng immediately stopped buying it.
"Mapping is a national matter, how can we ignore it? If unnecessary errors occur because the paper is not stretched properly, wouldn't I become a sinner? Ahem, I am mainly worried about delaying my employer's business... "
Wang Zi’an:……
Ah, this——
You never forget your own persona!
Okay, if you are willing to stretch, just stretch it. When you feel tired, you can count on it.
Although the paper was large, Wang Zi'an was not prepared to draw too detailed a picture for him, so he simply sketched the distribution map of the main mountains and rivers based on the maps of later generations.
Thinking that since the Lingnan area has been drawn, I just added a few strokes and drew Southeast Asia, Tianzhu, Dashi and other surrounding areas together. Remember, if you open up the Silk Road in the future, it will be your own help.
Gee, I actually feel the inexplicable pleasure of participating in history and creating history.
"There is such a vast land to the west——"
Li Shimin couldn't help but his eyes flashed. If Zian's painting was not bad, the land outside would be even wider than the territory of the Tang Dynasty.
"Look at what you said, how rare it is - it is not only large in area, but also has fertile land, numerous rivers, and rich products. Do you think the Tang Dynasty is the only place in the world -"
"You mean, there is still a lot of fertile land to the west of the Western Regions and Tianzhu?"
Staring at the map, Li Shimin was thoughtful.
"It's not just the west side——"
Looking at the big guys like Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin, each of them was inexplicably shocked and looked like they had no eyes. Wang Zi'an couldn't help but feel funny in his heart. He simply added a few more strokes in a wicked way, and simply painted a simple world for him. map.
"Did you see that from the Tang Dynasty, all the way east, across the ocean, passing 28,000 miles, there is an extremely vast continent. I call it North and South America. This is definitely a treasure land. …”
Before everyone could recover from the shock caused by the world map that Wang Zi'an suddenly displayed, they heard Wang Zi'an's sudden words and then added something.
"By the way, the potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn and other high-yielding crops I just told you are produced here - unfortunately, the distance is far away. With your current conditions, you can't get through it. Otherwise, if you are so afraid of getting one of them, it will be enough to completely solve the big problem. Tang's food shortage problem..."
Thinking of this, Wang Zian couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
Suddenly, I missed the vinegary shredded potatoes, pine nuts and corn, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and the sweet and delicious roasted sweet potatoes...
I'm greedy.
"Zian, what kind of potatoes are you talking about? Are the sweet potatoes and corn yields really high?"
Wei Zheng looked at Wang Zi'an with some excitement. Looking at his posture, it was as if he could fly over and bring the seeds back if he told him.
"That's for sure. At least it's much higher than the Champa rice I just mentioned. Not to mention the two crops of potatoes and sweet potatoes, just talking about the lowest yield of corn, one acre of land weighs thousands of kilograms at least, ah ——That’s about ten stones…”
Gudong——
Wang Zi'an heard the sound of swallowing.
Everyone looked at him, trying to get a joking look out of his face.
"Ten stones! Still the lowest?"
Li Shimin couldn't help but take a deep breath and suppress the shock in his heart.
"According to what you said, wouldn't potatoes and sweet potatoes cost more than ten dan?"
"More than ten dan? Are you kidding me? Sweet potatoes have to yield 20 to 30 dan per mu. For potatoes, it's even higher. If you plant them well, there should be no problem with thirty or forty dan..."
Wang Zi'an glanced at him sideways.
This is so ignorant. If the yield of potatoes and sweet potatoes could only be 1,000 pounds per acre, everyone would stop crying.
Dozens of stones!
Everyone was shocked and a little confused by this number!
"The more you talk about it, the more nonsense it becomes. You can keep boasting - the place you mentioned may not even exist. How do you know about a place two to thirty thousand miles away? Is it possible that you can still face Cangwu and see Beihai? ——Fly directly there and take a trip?”
While everyone was still swaying over the scene described by Wang Zi'an, Changsun Wuji glanced at Wang Zi'an with a sneer.
Although he was a little wary of the forces behind Wang Zi'an, he was not willing to let go of this opportunity to put eye drops on the prince.
How dare you use such an invisible and intangible thing to tease everyone, you really think everyone is a fool!
As soon as Changsun Wuji said this, several other people couldn't help but wake up from the scene described by Wang Zi'an.
"It would be great if the crops you mentioned really existed in the world. How could the people in this world suffer from hunger..."
Li Shimin smiled bitterly and shook his head at Wang Zi'an.
Although he didn't say that Wang Zi'an was talking nonsense, he obviously thought that Wang Zi'an was having fun with them again.
Wang Zi'an looked at Changsun Wuji, who was secretly poking him, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of a meaningful smile.
"I'm not joking--"
Having said this, Wang Zi'an drew a line on the map with his hand and placed his finger on the Bering Strait.
"You can reach this place by going north from the Tang Dynasty and crossing the extremely cold land. You can see that there is only a strait dozens of miles wide between here and North America. If the weather is fine, you can see the mountains on the opposite side. If it’s winter…”
Having said this, Wang Zi'an raised his head and looked at Changsun Wuji.
"If it's winter, this strait might freeze. If you're lucky, you can cross it directly from here - What do you think, Changsun is in charge, would you like to take someone to try it yourself - if you can help Datang By retrieving the grain, you will have done a great service, and you may even be able to make your wife your wife and honor your ancestors..."
I can go to your wife and shadow, and honor your ancestors!
You bitch, you are obviously waiting for an opportunity to retaliate and want to trick me to death!
Although Changsun Wuji cursed in his heart, he straightened his back and showed a look of awe on his face.
"If what you said is correct, why do I regret this life? Although I am old, even if my body is broken into pieces and I die, I am still willing to retrieve grain for the court, your majesty, and the people of the world——"
Looking at Li Shimin who was slightly moved by Changsun Wuji's words.
Wang Zi’an:……
Damn it, you old silver coin, you can still take the opportunity to gain some favorability here!
"Well said, it's really touching and admirable - but, eldest grandson, if you go, you are indeed a bit too old, but you can give this opportunity to the younger generation in your family - what a great opportunity, Maybe I can get a title for your son..."
Changsun Wuji:...
Wang Zi'an's words almost caused him to vomit blood.
Especially, when he saw that Li Shimin was really thoughtful, he became even more panicked.
Even if there are so-called high-yielding crops in that place, just listening to it will tell you how dangerous and difficult it is to go there. I am afraid it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a narrow escape.
This bitch has such vicious intentions!
"Zian, I don't know which crops you are talking about and what they look like..."
Seeing Li Shimin keep looking towards the direction of the Bering Strait, Wang Zi'an knew that Li Shimin was really tempted.
After thinking for a while, I pulled out a piece of rice paper and quickly drew a few sketches.
"That's it - if you want to send someone to try it, you might as well use it as a reference..."
Li Shimin took it and kept it in his arms with great care.
"I will definitely tell His Majesty that if we can find crops here, I will definitely not forget your contribution!"
Li Shimin nodded to Wang Zi'an seriously.
"Ah - that's okay. I will have several sons by then. Remember to ask the emperor to give each of them a title..."
Wang Zi'an laughed jokingly.
He didn't take it seriously either.
Are you kidding me, crossing the Bering Strait?
It would be weird if he didn’t freeze to death on the way!
Even if you can't freeze to death, you still have to cool down if you encounter a polar bear or something.
Although the map is very simple, it is also an eye-opener for Li Shimin and others. Although they didn't know whether the Africa, America, Antarctica and Australia mentioned by Wang Zi'an actually existed, they could tell that this map did not seem to be fake.
Especially for the mountains and rivers in the Tang Dynasty, except for a few slight errors in the places where the rivers flow, there is basically no big difference. This cannot be a temporary fabrication.
Those crops are also lifelike, with branches, leaves and fruits as if they are before your eyes.
If you have never seen it before, it is impossible to draw it like this!
So, what he said was true, and he had seen it and even eaten it!
At the thought of this possibility, everyone suddenly took a breath of cold air.
The two places are separated by tens of thousands of miles of sea. How did he get there?
Is it possible that he is really a disciple of the immortal?
Traveling 80,000 miles in one night and day?
Thinking of Wang Zi'an's endless tricks, the treasures in the yard, and his unusual attitude towards fame and wealth, everyone seemed to understand something.
Everyone, including Changsun Wuji, couldn't help but be shaken. In fact, even the brand-new painting method revealed by Wang Zian was ignored.
However, everyone tacitly agreed not to ask further questions.
No one asked stupidly, since you know and have seen it, why don't you bring it to Datang?
The theory of immortality always awes people inexplicably.
Wang Zi'an didn't know that his casual and mischievous actions would actually bring about such consequences.
"Hey - what does this smell like? It smells so good!"
Fang Xuanling, who was holding the map and was shocked that the world was so big, suddenly twitched his nose, raised his head in confusion, looked around and asked.
"Nonsense, of course it smells like meat!"
Cheng Yaojin glanced at Fang Xuanling with disdain. This ignorant bumpkin couldn't help but turned around excitedly and subconsciously twitched his Adam's apple.
"How's it going, Zian? Is the stew ready..."
Wang Zi'an's nose twitched slightly, and he immediately stood up with a smile.
"Sure enough, the stew is ready—someone come over and help—"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Yaojin and Li Shimin immediately became energetic.
"I'll come, I'll come -"
Seeing two people familiar with each other, they rushed out.
The few remaining people couldn't help but look at each other, then silently twitched their Adam's apples, and followed out involuntarily.
It smells so good.
The mellow and long-lasting flavor is like holding a small hook, hooking and hooking in your heart. You can't help but speed up your saliva secretion, and you can't wait to rush in and feast.
Looking at the hopeless look of this group of people, Changsun Wuji secretly despised them.
"You're so polite! What does this look like? It's just a few pieces of meat, as if no one has ever eaten it-"
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and couldn't help but glance outside the door again.
Haha - it's impossible to go, we can't afford to lose that person!
The venison and mutton were almost ready, and the strange aroma mixed together, causing several people who had obviously been eating for a while to gather around one by one.
"But based on the smell, I think this trip is worth it——"
Wei Zheng touched his belly with emotion.
"Now think about it, I have lived for so many years, and I have only lived here in Zian for two days that a person should live..."
Fang Xuanling:......
Xuancheng, you are exaggerating. You suddenly acted so seriously like a licking dog, which makes me a little uncomfortable.
As a result, he glanced at His Majesty, Cheng Yaojin, and Li Junxian, and was dumbfounded. He found that not only did they not look teasing, but they nodded in agreement, and he was stunned.
"It's better to use bowls, it will save trouble - well, who - that old man, help me get a few bowls..."
While checking the meat stew in the two pots, Wang Zi'an greeted Fang Xuanling who was standing next to the cupboard.
"okay--"
Turning around, he opened the cupboard door, and then he was stunned——
Liuli!
A cupboard of glassware was piled up randomly and chaotically in the kitchen cupboard.
When she thought of the glass cup that she treasured so much and always took out to play with when she had time, Fang Xuanling felt like a big joke, and she felt bad.
