King Kang didn't know whether his father would be happy in the future.
At this time, King Kang really wanted to curse and hit people.
If you are not born with an advantage, will you be inferior to others in every way?
No.
King Kang was not discouraged.
Although his father said that Ning Shixian did not know how to grow tobacco, the memorial stated that tobacco was successfully grown in Jinling. The distance between Lingnan and Jinling was no greater than the distance between Beijing and Jinling. In terms of geographical location, he had an advantage.
"Tenth brother, if the weather is crazy and the rain is crazy, and people are crazy, no one knows what kind of accidents may happen to things that seem to be going smoothly, but no matter who succeeds in growing tobacco first, it will be a good thing for Daxing. I wish you and me all the best.”
After saying this, King Kang asked the people carrying the sedan chair to move faster.
He was feeling unwell and needed to return home in a hurry.
As the King of Jin who had always been walking in front of King Kang, this time he saw King Kang's "fleeing in panic" and did not choose to catch up.
"Don't chase after poor people, Old Fourteen, your ambition will be gone soon."
The memorial arrived first, and the tobacco seeds were already on the way.
Such an important thing must be arranged properly by Su Rui. It will arrive in the capital in another half month. In less than a month, tobacco seeds will take root and sprout in his fiefdom!
This thing is no less than the income of a winery, and according to what is written in the memorial, it is lighter in size. When the time comes to grow some and sell them privately, it will be less likely to be caught.
"Ning Wuhao, Ning Wuhao, for the sake of giving me such a generous gift, when the planting is successful, I will say a few nice words for you in front of my father, invite you to the capital, and then let An'er give it to you. Apologize and turn hostility into friendship, hahahaha!"
Laughter echoed in the corridor, reaching into the clouds.
…
Early morning.
The night shift lights in two workshops near Zhangjiazhuang have not yet been extinguished.
From Hanshan Temple, about thirty little Taoist priests dressed in Taoist robes and walking as fast as flying walked down.
They all carried baskets on their backs, filled with pickles and dry food, and held eyebrow-high sticks made of bamboo in their hands, and came towards Zhangjiazhuang in a mighty manner.
When they arrived at the door of Zhangjiazhuang, they saw six tables placed at the door, filled with kettles, fruits, dried meat buns and other items.
Ning Wuyang was standing at the door, stuffing food and other things into the basket.
Hearing the footsteps, he gave a thumbs up when he saw that Sera and the others had brought food and drink with them.
"If you didn't agree to take care of food and drink, why do you still prepare your own dry food?"
Ning Wuyang felt that Taoist Zhizhen was too honest.
It made him and Hua Yi, like Zhou Bapi, plan to prostitute the labor of these little Taoist priests for free.
Shiliang smiled shyly, scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and explained: "We didn't prepare it deliberately. We eat early every morning, and accidentally overcooked it. The abbot told us not to eat and take it with us, and come to Zhuangzi in the morning. Up for breakfast.”
In fact, the abbot's original words were that since Master Hua had calculated the direction, he probably would be finished within an hour or two.
In the spirit of finally going down the mountain, someone will provide food and drinks, so of course I can have a meal.
There are too many people in the temple. The dozens of acres of land nearby cannot support too many idle people.
It's not bad to be able to have something to do and have a free meal.
Only then did Ning Wuyan realize that he had misunderstood their purpose of bringing dry food. Fortunately, he knew that he had entered the mountain early in the morning. He was worried that the little Taoist priests in the temple would not have time to get up and start the fire, so he ordered the kitchen to prepare breakfast early.
"Pack these on. It will be a chore to go into the mountains to find things. The dry food you brought may not be enough."
"Breakfast is prepared in the yard. You can eat as much as you want. Since you are invited to work, you must have enough food."
It was also thanks to the fact that the rice fields in Hanshan Temple matured late due to the temperature that we had these manpower to help.
It's the right thing to take care of the food.
In addition, these little Taoist priests are very agile in their legs and feet. One person can hold up three people, and a half-grown man is living in poverty. Ning Wuyan even asked the kitchen to steam a few more pots of rice.
"This... you can eat as much as you want. Isn't it appropriate?"
Some little Taoist priests were so hungry that they licked their lips, but they were still a little hesitant. It felt unkind to eat before they started working.
Ning Wuyang smiled and said nothing, just greeted someone in the courtyard and shouted "dinner".
The words fell.
The meals prepared in the kitchen are put on the table.
The aroma of freshly beaten rice is so fragrant that it makes people salivate.
Dishes that they had never seen before, let alone tasted, were placed on the table one after another.
"Mr. Ning, are these all for us?"
The little Taoist priests could hardly speak fluently. They were asking about Ning Wuyi, but they were staring straight at the food, and no one wanted to look away.
When Ning Wuyan saw their appearance, he didn't show off and gestured to the table.
"Sit down and eat. I've already eaten."
After loading himself with food and other equipment, he grabbed the basket on Sera's back.
Shi Liang was just about to break away when he saw Ning Wuyan's struggling right arm holding the basket, and his left arm still hanging around his neck. He didn't dare to use force, so he could only lean against the table and put the basket down.
"Go ahead."
Ning Wuyan took advantage of the situation and pushed Shiliang a step towards the table with food.
"If we eat early, we can leave early. If you keep lingering, the sun will come out soon, and it will take even more time to do things."
After hearing this, Seriang finally stopped hesitating and took the lead to walk to the dining table and sit down.
Thinking of something, he stood up again and picked up his companion who had just sat down.
"Let's go wash our hands first."
"Ah, yes, yes, if you don't wash your hands, you'll have a bad stomach, and you won't be able to work for Mr. Ning."
A group of half-grown Taoist priests rushed towards the ditch next to the rice field in a swarm.
Ning Wuyou didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw this.
"If there is a pool nearby, I have to go to the field to wash. It seems that I should go back to Hanshan Temple to learn about the microorganisms in the water."
“What are microorganisms?”
Hua Yi emerged from nowhere and stood behind Ning Wuchang, listening to the corner.
I go!
Ning Wuyang was startled, and saw that Third Brother was there, and he didn't know when he came. He asked curiously: "Isn't Third Brother going to practice kung fu today?"
"If you don't want to practice, I will accompany you into the mountains."
Ning Wuyu tightened his grip on the spear in his hand.
Although the guard from Prince Jin's Mansion left yesterday, he left his sword behind.
He was worried that the guard would come back and take the fifth brother to Jing'an City, so even if he didn't practice Kung Fu, he had to protect the fifth brother.
Last time, he was unable to escort tobacco seeds with his fifth brother and his grandfather. When he learned that his fifth brother was injured, he was very upset. However, he could only strengthen his strength through continuous martial arts training. He originally thought that he would have an official status after he was admitted to the top martial arts exam. , you can better protect your fifth brother and prevent those who want to attack your fifth brother.
But what happened yesterday made him understand that some gaps cannot be crossed by force.
Uh-huh!
Ning Wuyu swung a shot of gunfire, his eyes as cold as ice.
"If anyone who is short-sighted dares to take advantage of you, I will kill them and bury them."
"Well...I didn't hear the conversation between you two brothers."
Hua Yi also expressed his attitude.
Ning Wuyang couldn't laugh or cry when he saw the two of them singing in harmony and trying to dig a hole to bury Jiachu.
In fact, he also thought about the bad breath yesterday.
But according to his guess, the guards of Prince Jin's Mansion could not find Zhou An's body and would no longer risk their lives to provoke him.
And Zhou An’s body...
