1756 The prosperity is over, and the clouds are empty
In the 70s of the last century, due to various reasons, the mountain spring water no longer seeped out of the rice fields and became dry rice fields, and the rice seeds disappeared with the passage of time.
After the new century, health and brand recovery, people remembered to restore this national heritage that has been passed down for hundreds of years.
The above also attaches great importance to it, and a lot of manpower and material resources have been used, and academicians of various specialties have successively relayed, and it took more than ten years to only replant only one or two of the varieties.
But the real pure, including four characteristics, ten rules, and twenty crafts Kangxi rouge ancient rice has become a masterpiece.
"It's a law that the environment always has to give way to humans. But what we have artificially destroyed over the years is retribution. β
Jin Feng's words made the people at the scene a little embarrassed, Ye Feng looked at Jin Feng and said softly: "That's why I have to make up for it." β
Jin Feng said lightly: "Planting cotton is to make up for it!?"
Ye Fengjing muttered to himself, and couldn't find the point to answer.
At that time, in order to develop the economy, Yutian vigorously promoted the planting of cotton, and the successive blows finally made Yutian Yumi extinct.
After a pause, Ye Feng coughed twice: "It's not too late to pick up the lost ones again." β
Jin Feng nodded calmly and said softly: "Since Chief Ye has a heart, then I will send you a message." β
"The only Zhao family that still kept the seeds back then should still have descendants alive. β
Hearing this, Ye Feng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and looked at Jin Feng expectantly.
"If you find the seeds of rouge rice and rice, you can go to Yuquan Mountain and find a good piece of land to replant them. β
Ye Feng was stunned, and the others were also puzzled.
Yutian is six or seven hundred kilometers away from Tiandu City, how can it be related to Yuquan Mountain.
Ye Feng couldn't help but ask the reason softly.
Jin Feng stopped talking and took a big bite of rice.
A trace of gloom flashed between Ye Feng's eyebrows, slightly displeased.
His identity is also extremely noble, and he is in the same level of friends as Zeng Yuanqing, Lou Jianrong, and Hong Xiaotao, and he didn't get a good face in front of Jin Feng.
As a character of this level, Ye Feng knows Jin Feng's legend too well.
Sure enough, even the old god of war dared to scare Xia Ding, and even Xia Ding dared to be designed to take a vacation, and he was young and vigorous.
Thinking about his daughter being so fond of this son, it is even more unpleasant.
Ye Feng gently put down the ivory chopsticks, raised his eyes lightly, and said with a smile at Zhang Linxi, who was lower: "Lin Xi, what Mr. Jin said, do you know the reason?"
"I'm sure you know that even Xia Lao is full of praise for your knowledge. β
The people at the large round table with a diameter of four meters were stunned and blinked.
Something seems to be wrong.
Ye Feng is going to instigate the dragon to fight the dragon.
On both sides are amazing young leaders, one is like a young master of the Shinto Sect, and the other is hiding all the martial arts in the world.
At this moment, the atmosphere at the dinner table became a little delicate.
Fan Qingzhu glanced at his mother resentfully, casting a complaining gaze. After drinking a glass of sixty years, my daughter's red pretty face became more and more delicate, which made people unable to give up.
Zhang Linxi's gaze gently moved away from Fan Qingzhu's red jade face, put down the chopsticks quietly, and said softly.
Liu Tingji, the cabinet secretary of the Kangxi period, recorded in the "Garden Magazine" that Kangxi once cultivated red rouge rice in the imperial garden as a special ingredient for the imperial dining room, and later rewarded it to the princes and ministers. β
"At that time, Kangxi brought the rouge rice back to Tiandu City, and asked the ministers of the Ministry of Industry to inspect the groundwater under Yutian Mountain, and then planted rouge rice under Yuquan Mountain. β
"Personally, I think what Mr. Jin said is related to the soil quality and water quality of Yuquan Mountain. β
When he said this, Zhang Linxi stared at Jin Feng with his head raised slightly, his face was neutral and peaceful, his handsome face was radiant and jade-shining, and he was quiet and inactive with seven points of arrogance, and three points of floating out of the world.
"I don't know, am I right?"
When these words came out, Ye Feng couldn't help but have a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of appreciation and pride for Zhang Linxi.
Zhang Linxi pursed his lips lightly, looking at Jin Feng with heavy eyes, and there was a hint of arrogance in his translucent eyes.
Suddenly, Zhang Linxi's eyes tightened, his face turned pale, and his heart jumped again.
Jin Feng didn't seem to react at all after listening to his words, just curled his mouth at himself, and then buried his head in the rice.
Yourself, said something wrong?!
How is this possible!?
This is absolutely impossible!!
But Jin Feng's expression clearly told him that his answer was wrong.
For a while, Zhang Linxi's brain was quickly opened to the maximum, and he consulted countless information materials, but in the end, he still found nothing.
Zhang Linxi couldn't help but feel a little anxious, smiled and whispered, "Is it related to the climate?"
Jin Feng also did not speak.
At this time, not only Zhang Linxi was a little anxious, but even the Fanjia family was confused.
Zhang Linxi racked his brains and thought for a while, and gave up the pursuit of this answer in despair, and apologized to Ye Feng's head: "Lin Xi's knowledge reserve is not as good as Mr. Jin, I'm sorry I couldn't help Aunt Ye." β
Jin Feng smiled, but did not speak. Ye Feng was so anxious that he frowned, and Zhang Linxi's face changed slightly.
He is quite conceited about his talents, no matter what else, just those Daozang secret records treasured in the Longhu Mountain Academy can clearly see the 5,000-year history of Shenzhou.
As the only orthodoxy that has been passed down for more than 1,800 years, each generation of members of the Zhang family has had the most intimate contact with each generation of emperors of the feudal dynasty, and is more intimate than those historians and concubines and close ministers.
The secret history of the royal family they have is the most authentic and true.
The classics and secret records recorded by the Heavenly Masters and Dao Venerables of the past dynasties of Longhu Mountain are not only all-encompassing, but also well-systematic, and absolutely no less than the Yongle Canon.
As a future Taoist Venerable, Zhang Linxi has read Taoist classics since he was a child, and is confident that he will not belong to anyone in terms of history.
However, the facts in front of him gave him a slap in the face.
Seeing Jin Feng's smiling face, Zhang Linxi's heart jumped inexplicably, and a wave of resentment was generated.
Jin Feng put down his chopsticks at this time and was about to get up when a delicate and delicate female voice came softly.
"The Yuquan Mountain that Mr. Jin said is not the Yuquan Mountain of Tiandu City......"
"It's Yuquan Mountain in Turquoise City. β
Hearing this, the Fanjia family was stunned again.
Zhang Linxi was stunned for a moment, and then his color changed, and then he suddenly realized.
His eyes tightened, revealing a touch of shame, and he turned his head towards his fiancΓ©e with two expressions of anger and resentment.
Qing Yihan, who was cold and cold, lowered his head and said softly.
Cao Xueqin's uncle, Jiang Ning Weaving Cao, once asked Emperor Kangxi for a reward for rice seeds in the song "Asking for Sheng'an and Asking for Rice Seeds", and obtained favor. β
"After Cao got the rouge rice seeds, he sowed them at the foot of Yuquan Mountain in Turquoise City. β
"But because the yield is very low, it is not liked by the farmers, and there are no rice varieties anymore. β
Qing Yihan's words were as clear as the gurgling flow of a mountain spring in early spring, which made people's hearts sink down, and their eyes looked at this peerless fairy in the world, and they couldn't help but secretly marvel.
Jin Feng remained silent, picked up the wine glass in his hand and raised it to Zhang Linxi and Qing Yihan: "Immortal couple, peerless." Admire. β
Zhang Linxi smiled proudly, raised his wine glass and said aloud, "Thank you." β
Glancing at his fiancΓ©e, he whispered, "Mr. Jin toasts." β
Qing Yihan lowered his head and looked at the pair of chopsticks that had only moved three times, motionless.
"Mr. Kim is toasting!"
Zhang Linxi's voice became heavy, with urging, and the disgust in his eyes became even worse.
Qing Yihan raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Jin Feng quietly with a smart and clear gaze, looking at the man in front of him who had destroyed his Dao foundation and destroyed his Dao heart......
Ruifeng's eyes flashed with the past, and they all turned into clouds......
This is his last banquet in the world.
After today, he will return to Maoshan forever.
What awaits him will be the fate of the old man who dies of old age.
calmly picked up the top Lafite, who had never taken a sip, stood up and whispered, "Mr. Jin, I respect you for this cup." β
"I am to blame for all the things that have happened before. β
"The prosperity is over, and the clouds are empty. β
"I wish you well. β
After saying this calmly, Qing Yihan raised his head, and the scarlet wine like blood drank into his red lips, and smoothly entered his abdomen and turned into a crane's top red strangulation to strangle his internal organs.
This is the end of the grievances of Hongchen in this paragraph, and there is no more connection in this life.