Noon, Qin Mansion, restaurant
"It's delicious, it's so delicious! I have spent all these years in vain!"
Li Chengqian rolled his eyes when he heard this, and looked at him with disgust, like his younger brother who was reincarnated as a starving ghost.
He reached under the table and poked Li Tai.
"Qingque, you are the vassal king of the Tang Dynasty. You have to maintain your grace and dignity. How can you be so ignorant of etiquette?"
Li Tai paused for a moment with his chopsticks when he heard this, but soon picked up another piece of sausage and stuffed it into his mouth.
While chewing, he waved his chopsticks and said:
"Brother, Brother Ming is our future brother-in-law. If I have to put on airs around him, doesn't that mean I don't regard Brother Ming as one of my own!"
As he spoke, he stuffed another piece of foie gras into his arms, puffed out his cheeks and said to Qin Ming:
"Brother Ming, do you think what I said is right?"
Qin Ming looked at the big stomach king in front of him, nodded with a smile and said:
"Qingque is right. There aren't that many rules in my house. It's good for everyone to be more casual."
After speaking, Qin Ming turned to look at Li Chengqian beside him and said:
"Gao Ming, don't just talk, eat more."
After hearing this, Li Chengqian thought for a while and felt that what the two of them said was right, so he stopped trying to put on airs and ate the delicious food on the table.
Qin Ming secretly looked at the two brothers while eating the food.
Today is the first time Qin Ming has had close contact with these two princes. He has a good overall impression of them, especially Li Chengqian.
In Qin Ming's opinion, Li Chengqian, as the prince of the Tang Dynasty, actually had a very good character.
He was the prince of the Tang Dynasty. In such a hot greenhouse, he not only did not go out early because of the heat in the greenhouse, but he also kept asking Qin Ming about rice cultivation.
It is already good to be so concerned about farming.
Li Tai's impression on Qin Ming is that of a foodie who likes poetry and poetry, and the overall feeling is a bit like Su Dongpo.
It's just that although this boy's literary talent is not bad, it is much worse than Su Dongpo.
Li Tai admired Qin Ming's poetic talent very much, and especially liked the poem "Qing Jade Case Yuan Xi" written by Qin Ming during the Lantern Festival.
So on the way back to the palace, he kept inviting Qin Ming to participate in the poetry gathering he will hold in the palace next month.
In addition, the main reason why Qin Ming likes the two of them is that they are very close to the people.
Just now in the greenhouse, they did not act condescending in front of the tenant farmers. Instead, they had been humbly asking the tenant farmers for tips on growing rice.
And in the end, both of them took off their shoes and socks and went to the paddy fields to cultivate rice with the tenant farmers.
Even if Qin Ming recalls that scene now, it still touches his heart a lot.
After Li Chengqian took two bites of the food, he realized that Qin Ming had been looking at him in a daze, so he put down his chopsticks and said doubtfully:
"Brother Ming, what are you thinking about? Why are you staring at me?"
Qin Ming came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly. Naturally, he would not say that he was thinking about how someone like you could reach the stage of rebellion.
"Oh, it's nothing, I just didn't expect you and Qingque, a prince and a Yue king to actually work in the fields, and do it in a decent way."
Li Chengqian put down his chopsticks and said with a smile:
"Brother Ming, are you looking down on us when you say this? Farming is the foundation of our Tang Dynasty. Gu and Qingque will follow their father and mother to work in the fields every spring."
When Li Tai heard this, he also raised his head, picked up the wine glass, shook it and said:
"Yes, Brother Ming, your words are a bit contemptuous, so you have to punish yourself with a drink."
Qin Ming smiled bitterly upon hearing this, then picked up the tea cup and said:
"Okay, okay, I'll just punish myself with a drink."
Li Chengqian also picked up his wine glass and said:
"It's just a joke. Brother Ming, don't take it seriously. Come and have a drink with me."
"And I, the king, let's drink together."
After saying that, the three of them clinked their glasses and drank the wine in one gulp.
Li Chengqian put down his wine glass, thought for a while and said:
"Brother Ming, you just said that this rice will mature in about four months. Can you send someone over to record the growth of the rice?"
After hearing this, Qin Ming thought for a while and asked:
"Does Gao Ming want to record the cultivation of rice so that it can be promoted to other parts of the Tang Dynasty in the future?"
Li Chengqian smiled and nodded, then looked at Qin Ming expectantly.
"This is no problem."
When Li Chengqian heard this, he raised his glass with a smile and said to Qin Ming:
"Then I'll thank my brother-in-law here."
After speaking, Li Chengqian happily drank down the glass of wine. He is now looking forward to the early maturity of the rice more than anyone else. As long as the rice can really produce five stones per mu, then he can promote this new grain in the Tang Dynasty. .
Once successful, it will be an achievement that will go down in history. In this way, he, the prince, has done a practical thing for the people.
If this can be done, his father will probably look at him with admiration, and Li Chengqian will feel even happier thinking about it.
At this time, Li Tai suddenly sighed and said:
"It's a pity. We only rely on the few acres of rice in Ming Geer's greenhouse, and the grain we can produce is too little."
When Li Chengqian heard this, he immediately felt like a deflated rubber ball and collapsed on the chair.
Yes, with just a few acres of rice land, even though there were greenhouses, there were only two crops a year. How many years would it take before rice could be promoted throughout the Tang Dynasty.
By the way, isn’t there Champa? I think there should be a lot of rice in Champa.
Thinking of this, Li Chengqian looked at Qin Ming expectantly and asked:
"Brother Ming, have you asked the Champa merchant whether there is a lot of rice in their country? If so, can we buy some rice seeds from them?"
When Li Tai heard this, he also put down his chopsticks and looked at Qin Ming.
Qin Ming thought for a moment and then said:
"There should be a lot of rice in Champa. As far as I know, rice in many places in Champa is harvested three times a year. In some places, the rice is even wild. Even if it is mature, no one will harvest it. .”
"So the people there don't lack food at all. If they can buy it, it should be very cheap."
When Li Chengqian heard this, he stood up from his chair and reached out to hold Qin Ming's arm.
Upon seeing this, Qin Ming quickly got up and hid aside.
When Li Chengqian saw this, he also realized that his actions just now were inappropriate. He sneered and said:
"I'm sorry, I just got excited again. But brother Ming, is what you just said true? Is it true that rice can be harvested three times a year in Champa?"
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