Several other people also saw the problem.
There is no other way. According to this brat's urinary nature, if he hides it and doesn't tell it, he will definitely wait for you to ask for it, and only after he gets enough benefits, he will take out his treasure half-heartedly.
This time, it seems a little different.
This kid couldn't even control it, and everyone couldn't help but feel chilled.
Wei Zheng stepped forward and grabbed Wang Zi'an's sleeve with some reluctance.
"Zian, you actually know how to breed hybrid rice, right?"
Looking at Wei Zheng with eager eyes, although Wang Zi'an couldn't bear to refuse, he still had to shake his head with regret.
"To be honest, this time, I really..."
Before he could say the words "I want to meet", he suddenly froze on the spot, with an ecstatic look on his face.
Because, at the moment Wei Zheng finished speaking, that familiar numbness swept through his body again, and countless memories of hybrid rice cultivation flooded in like a tide, enlightening him with enlightenment and fruitful results, just like he was squatting in the field. It took me a lifetime of research.
Originally, everyone was desperate.
But suddenly seeing Wang Zi'an's expression at this moment, his heart became hot every moment.
right! right! right!
That's it.
Still a familiar recipe, still a familiar taste!
Li Shimin was overjoyed. He stepped forward and grabbed Wang Zi'an's shoulders tightly.
"You really know how to do it, right?"
Wang Zi'an pulled his hand away with a look of disgust.
"Say what you say. What's a grown man doing so close to me? His saliva is all sprayed on my face..."
Li Shimin:...
Ignoring the fact that this boy disliked me, he stepped back half a step and looked at Wang Zi'an with fiery eyes.
"Tell me quickly, won't you?"
I originally wanted to pinch him, but I looked at Wei Zheng, whose nose was quivering, his withered chest was rising and falling, and his breathing was a little rapid. Then he looked at Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling, Tang Jian, and Li Jun, whose eyes were almost turning green. Xian, even Changsun Wuji.
I still wisely chose to admit it directly.
"Yes, this time, I really know how to..."
He was worried that if he spoke too late, these old guys would pounce on him and tear him apart.
"Ah, you really can!"
Who would have known that as soon as he left his mouth, Li Shimin, Wei Zheng, and Tang Jian pounced on him and beat him hard when they caught him.
"Hahaha, I knew, I knew, you stinky boy, you would definitely do it, I knew, you stinky boy, you would definitely do it -"
Although Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji and Li Junxian did not pounce on him, they still looked ecstatic and looked at him with eyes full of unspeakable envy.
Rice yields twenty or thirty shi per mu.
This is different from the potatoes grown in Wang Zi'an Farm today. Of course, as I said, although potatoes can be used for cooking and as a staple food, they are not easy to store, and if potatoes are used as the staple food for a long time, it will lead to nutritional imbalance.
Therefore, although potatoes are good, unless absolutely necessary, it is best to only use them as complementary food.
But rice is different, it is a proper staple food!
Li Shimin's eyes shone, Tang Jian looked ecstatic, and Wei Zheng's beard trembled with excitement and his eyes were wet.
Unlike several others, Wei Zheng was born in poverty. For a period of time, he even worked as a Taoist priest in order to survive. He had endured hardship and hunger, and had a special affection for food.
Even his speech was a little incoherent.
Wang Zi'an glanced at him and deliberately teased.
"Old Wei, look at your potential. You are so old and you still cry all the time. What does it look like -"
Wei Zheng:......
All the brewing emotions were swept away in an instant.
This bitch, am I crying?
I feel it from my heart and feel happy for the people all over the world!
This piece of shit is just trying to bury me.
The other people no longer had the exciting atmosphere just now. Looking at Wei Zheng, who had a sulky face and was neither crying nor laughing, they all laughed softly.
Old guy, I never thought you would be here today!
Wang Zi'an turned a blind eye to Wei Zheng's threatening eyes and stepped forward in person, patting him gently on the shoulder.
"Old Wei, we are just a small accountant with little land and few rooms. We can handle your accounts honestly. Look at how worried you are - you don't think of yourself as the prime minister anymore, do you? —“
At this point, Wang Zi'an laughed.
Wei Zheng: I...
Several other people also had strange looks in their eyes, not knowing how to complain.
"Okay, okay, don't be angry. I know that you are too humble to worry about the country. Although your life is not very good, you still have the heart to care about the country and assist the king - I just want to start a fight with you. Just kidding..."
Wei Zheng's face looked much better now.
This is like a human saying!
But before he could finish being happy, he heard Wang Zian chuckle and chuckle.
"However, there is one thing I said rightly. You are really poor——"
As he spoke, he reached out and tugged at his gray robe.
"Look how tattered these clothes are..."
Wei Zheng:......
I'm poor, am I eating your rice?
Although he is a prince and has a large salary, it depends on where he spends it.
Chang'an is a big city, not easy to live in, and the level of consumption is already high.
What's more, he's not the only one spending money. Not only does his own family need food and clothing, but there are also some servants and servants in the family who need expenses, and some relatives and friends' former residences need assistance from time to time.
Life is really hard.
Wang Zi'an was joking, but Li Shimin couldn't help but his eyes flickered.
After all, although Wei Zheng is not his direct descendant, this stubborn old man is smelly, tough, upright, and often makes mistakes that make him both love and hate him. Therefore, he also knows the living conditions of his family.
It's just that because this old guy often doesn't give himself face, when giving rewards, he sometimes ignores his existence intentionally or unintentionally.
Normally I don't think it's okay, but when Wang Zi'an said this, I guess it's a little inappropriate.
After all, although this old guy often made it hard for him to get off the stage, he really helped himself avoid many mistakes.
Will it chill people's hearts to let him live in such poverty?
"A gentleman does not seek to be full, nor to live in peace. As long as the clothes can protect the body from the cold, there is no need for rich clothes. Zian, you can't be so humble..."
Wei Zheng had a straight face and replied angrily.
Prince An chuckled.
"Yes, yes, yes, you are right - look at me, living in fine clothes and food every day, my life is indeed too shallow -"
Having said this, he sighed helplessly.
"I also want to be as profound as you, but I can't help it - I am too rich. I can't go out of my way to buy shabby clothes just to pretend to be poor..."
Everyone:…
Well said and damn right!
Several people present had strange looks in their eyes, especially Li Shimin and Wei Zheng. The emperor and his ministers glanced at each other subconsciously, almost shedding sad tears.
This bitch is trying to kill someone!
After easily defeating Wei Zheng, an old brawler, Wang Zi'an was in a good mood and patted the dark-faced Wei Zheng with a smile.
"I said, Old Wei, I think that although you are old, your innocence is still there. It is not a problem to keep accounts under the hands of a person like my father-in-law every day. How about this? If you come to me, I will protect you." You are well-dressed and well-fed, and you eat well and drink spicy food..."
Wei Zheng:......
Ah, this——
Thank you very much!
Li Shimin couldn't laugh or cry as he looked at his hapless son-in-law who was overestimating his abilities. If he could go any further, he would poach him in front of him.
However, you have to be able to dig it out——
Li Shimin looked at Wang Zi'an with a playful expression.
Come on, dig, if you dig too hard, I lose!
Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling, Changsun Wuji, Tang Jian and Li Junxian also found it quite interesting and waited to see Wang Zi'an's jokes one by one.
Wei Zheng suppressed the smile in his heart and said with a smile.
"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Marquis. However, although I, Old Wei, do not read much, I also know loyalty, justice and shame. Shopkeeper Li has been very kind to me. How could I do the ugly thing of betraying the shopkeeper for a little money..."
The prince looked at him noncommittally, raised a finger, and interrupted him directly.
"Come here, I'll teach you how to breed hybrid rice..."
Wei Zheng's voice stopped suddenly.
His breathing became heavy for a moment, and his eyes began to heat up.
Wang Zi'an turned a blind eye to his expression, walked a few steps, and walked to the lake in the garden. He put his hands behind his back and raised his chin slightly. He looked at the sky with an indifferent expression, and his voice sounded a bit distant and lofty.
"You know, I have an idle nature. I have never liked such trivial chores and have no time to fiddle with these things. Seeing that you care about the people and still have an innocent heart, I will give you a copy. By chance, I will teach you the method of cultivating hybrid rice..."
Having said this, Wang Zi'an turned around slowly and looked straight at Wei Zheng, who was stunned by this sudden surprise.
"With this opportunity, let alone serving as an official, so what if you become a prime minister in the court? Who can say no? There is no need to look up to my father-in-law and beg pitifully in his hands. One bite to eat..."
Wei Zheng:......
Although I didn’t know how to complain, I still felt warm and moved in my heart.
If he hadn't already been the Secretary-General and the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty, I'm afraid that the opportunity given by Zian would have been enough for him to stand out in the Tang Dynasty, and even become the prime minister.
Even if he is just a real accountant.
Because most of the various problems faced by Datang today cannot be circumvented by the word "poor".
In the final analysis, it is poverty!
With this method of hybrid rice, the Tang Dynasty will no longer be in danger of food shortages. Similarly, various thorny problems today will also be solved.
At that time, who will care whether this prime minister is proficient in government affairs or not?
Even if it is offered as a mascot in the court, I am afraid that His Majesty, who is so poor and frightened, will recognize it.
He subconsciously looked up at Li Shimin and saw that Li Shimin was nodding wildly, so he came up and pressed his head to make him agree. Without saying a word, he bowed deeply to Prince An.
"I am willing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong and quickly changed his words.
"Students are willing to——"
After saying that, he hurriedly prepared to present the prince a new gift.
The method of cultivating hybrid rice must be a secret that is not passed down by farmers. How can the most core knowledge be passed down lightly?
Zian is willing to teach, this is the blessing he has gained through eight lifetimes of cultivation.
Therefore, since Wei Zheng decided to learn it, he no longer held it in hand, but directly performed the disciple's ceremony.
As a result, before he could even bend down, he was pulled up by Wang Zi'an.
Wang Zi'an looked at him with disgust.
"What are you doing? You want to be fooled. With your qualifications, you still want to accept me as your teacher? If you don't mind me being shabby, I am too shabby. Go ahead and get out of here. Don't even think about it. Depend on me..."
Although he was disliked, Wei Zheng couldn't help but show a hint of gratitude deep in his eyes.
I know that this is Zian deliberately taking care of his old face.
"Thank you——"
Wei Zheng had a straight face and bowed seriously to Prince An.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but laugh and joked with a smile.
"Old Wei, what, this time, are you not afraid of betraying your old shopkeeper?"
Wei Zheng couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed.
Ah, this——
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have spoken so much.
Fortunately, Wang Zi'an didn't chase him relentlessly. Before he could answer this embarrassing question, he nodded with a smile.
"Okay, that's it, it's settled, you will follow me from today on, but before you say anything ugly, follow me and learn this, I won't pay you -"
Wei Zheng:......
The others couldn't help but laugh in unison. Except for Li Shimin, the rest of them looked at Wei Zheng with a bit of envy without realizing it.
If he could really cultivate hybrid rice and produce a yield of 20 to 30 dan per mu, he would definitely be remembered in history and his prestige in both the government and the public would reach its peak.
With this merit added, as long as Wei Zheng himself does not commit suicide, it will be enough for him and his descendants to sit back and relax and enjoy the glory.
Even if there is a change of dynasty in the future, the new monarch will have to acknowledge this credit.
This time, Wang Zi'an was not playing a prank because he wanted to be Wei Zheng's teacher, but because he got this ability from Wei Zheng, so he gave it back to him, so that he could forget the cause and effect.
In addition, he also used this opportunity to find another job for Wei Zheng.
Wringing one's neck to give advice to the emperor every day and singing the opposite tune can certainly earn him a reputation of being loyal and daring to remonstrate, but it is also really dangerous. In the history of his previous life, this old boy could not find peace of mind after his death. He was borrowed by Li Shimin. The opportunity was wiped out, and even the tombstone was smashed to pieces.
What kind of official job would a person with this kind of temperament be?
Wouldn't it be nice to change his profession to work in technology and do some practical work?
Of course, the reason why Wei Zheng dared to do that in his previous life was probably because he saw through Li Shimin's intention of wanting him to be a benchmark, but that was no choice. Now that he has a choice, who would be willing to foolishly be such a fatal benchmark.
It seems to have unlimited scenery, but in fact it is surrounded by dangers.
If you are not harming yourself, you are harming your descendants.
That’s good!
Therefore, although Wei Zheng kept his face, his eyes when he looked at Wang Zi'an were full of gratitude.
"Okay - how many of these rice seeds have you got in total? Take them to my farm first - but not too many. My farm has limited land and there are some greenhouses. If there are too many, I will plant them too. not open--"
(End of chapter)
