There was something on those cars, and I smelled the scent as I passed by. ”

"Compressed biscuits, sold in heaven and earth, can be eaten in buffets, pit people."

"What a pit man?"

"Buffet, spend that money, of course, the more you eat, the better, eat compressed biscuits, go down in one piece, and be full."

"It's good to eat for the soldiers, it's not easy to eat outside."

"Not really!"

The voices of the people lingered in the ears of Bern and Isimba, and the two looked at each other, nodded, and confirmed once again that there was going to be war.

Compressed biscuits they've eaten, like beef jerky, very hard, but they seem to be hungrier than beef jerky.

The process of making it can also be guessed, that is, ordinary people make it painstakingly and use a lot of oil and sugar.

There are also dried vegetables and nuts such as walnuts, and they are hard pressed into pieces.

Things are good, but it's a pity that Tufan can't do it.

There is not so much sugar, and if you put less sugar, it is said that it is easy to spoil.

The convoy just now took the same route as soybeans.

The two judged that the soybeans were indeed sent to Datang's border gate.

"Since the emergence of the Li family Zhuangzi, Jingzhao Mansion has become more and more prosperous."

Isimba said something that seemed to have nothing to do with the war.

"Just trying it in Jingzhao Mansion has provided countless money to the Datang Household Department, and when it is implemented by the whole Datang, it will be an endless battle."

Bo Yan understood, and at the same time understood better that fighting a war was about money.

He once thought that as long as the soldiers were good enough, there was no war that could not be won.

Since Li Yi supported the front line, he finally realized that there is a lot of money in the war, so just defend it.

As long as it is held, both sides begin to consume.

With Datang's money, there will be a steady stream of grain and grass sent to the front.

Tu Fan must follow, otherwise the generals in front of the Tang Dynasty will suddenly attack and catch Tu Fan off guard.

The population of Tufan is not as large as that of the Tang Dynasty, and the land is also small, so it is impossible to plant greenhouses in winter.

If it continues like this, after three or five years, will there still be food available in Tufan?

"I have written about the affairs of Jingzhao Mansion and the methods used by Li Yi, and I hope that the people over there can learn from it."

Isimba put his hopes on the Tuvan Change.

He thinks that Li Yi is changing the law, but just a little change.

You don't need to learn things in the court, learn technology and management.

Bo Yan looked in the direction of Tufan, silent.

In the midst of a lively and busy life, time passes, and there is still a decade left in September, and September of this year's lunar calendar is October of the solar calendar.

It's cold, it's no longer cold in the morning and evening, and after the temperature drops, except for the people who carry the work on the dock, they still wear their shoulders, and the rest of the people change into long clothes.

The temperature in Henan Province is not high, and a rain has fallen, and Dengzhou, Henan Province, is in the state capital.

Yao Yi had a fever and diarrhea at the same time, and the imperial doctor of Henan Mansion prescribed medicine after seeing it in the room.

"I thought it was a cold, but now it looks like malaria." The Imperial Physician gives the answer.

The people around were dumbfounded, malaria? If you have this disease, you can only depend on your fate.

"Quick, send a fast horse to Jingzhao Mansion, find Li Yi of the Li family's Zhuangzi, and let him come, he is a divine doctor."

Yao Yi's wife was anxious, she knew Li Yi of the Li family Zhuangzi in Bashui.

Henan Mansion has been circulating various things about this Li Yi, including the merchants who came and went.

What the businessmen talked about the most was how the proprietor of the Li family and the Zhuangzi was, and what was like that.

There are also letters exchanged between my father-in-law and my husband, and Li Yi is indispensable.

The main thing is to let Yao Yi learn and learn from Li Yi.

It's a pity that Yao Yi is not willing to learn from others, his father is the chief assistant of the court, and he has a lot of power, so it is enough to rely on this.

"Yes, go find Li Yi." Yao Yi was so sad that he was dying, and he also thought of Li Yi.

People sent out, and at the same time the news spread.

Dengzhou Thorn Shi Yao Yi is sick, malaria, I don't know if I can survive.

The people were talking.

"Look, no matter how big an official is, he should be sick or sick, life and death are impermanent."

"I heard that his father was the prime minister, and many people gave him gifts, and he accepted them."

"Last time, Song Chun'er danced for him, and he gave something worth five hundred taels at one time."

"There is nothing good about being an official."

"Who said that? Now he has become a doctor of Guanglu, Li Dongzhu, he is a good official. That mountain belongs to his family, and he sends someone to take care of it, and he always finds someone to help him work and pay for his work. ”

"Li Dongzhu's official is useless, Wen Sanguan."

"It's useful, how can Bi Fu Yin be so good with him? Bi Fu Yin went to Chang'an to be a scholar, just because he was good at controlling locusts. ”

"It's how Bishop Li Dong deals with locusts, there are too few locusts this year, and they are eaten by chickens and ducks as soon as they come out. I also want to catch more and feed the pigs. ”

"In the autumn, I used the fire at night to lead and catch a lot, and the pigs grew up so fast after eating."

Everyone chatted and chatted, and the topic was biased, obviously talking about the illness of Yao Yi, the assassin of Dengzhou, and turned into a praise for Li Yi.

In the hearts of the people, Yao Yi's death or not has nothing to do with them.

If they heard that Li Yi was sick, they would be anxious, because it involved vital interests.

Li Yi bought the mountain, which has work all year round, pays a lot of wages, and also provides free soup at the wharf of Luoyang City.

This seems to have become a tradition of the Li family Zhuangzi, as long as there is buying and selling, there will be free soup.

Moreover, there are always newspapers delivered from the mountain, and at the same time, there are students who give lectures there, teach pinyin and teach literacy.

If Li Yi dies of illness, everything will be gone.

Yao Yi died of illness, and it is not a big deal to change to a stabbing Shibei.

What the? Is he the prime minister's son? What if he was the emperor's son? He didn't give me free soup either.

Yao Yi was sick, malaria, and the Yulin Feiqi and the eunuchs who were sent here knew about it.

They came to live in a random courtyard, Yulin Feiqi usually trained in the courtyard, and the eunuch was responsible for shopping.

They carried medicines, one for wind chill and one for malaria.

When they were sent, they knew why, and when they heard that Yao Yi was really sick, they were not only relieved, but also fearful.

Sure enough, he was sick, malaria, if he didn't wait for the others, it was estimated that Yao Yi would ......

"Let's go, send medicine to Yao Yi, and when he is well, let's go back to Chang'an." The eunuch greeted and led the team to the state capital.

When Yao Yi did see Yulin Feiqi and the eunuchs in the Chang'an Palace, he thought that something was wrong with what he was doing.

"You are ......" Yao Yi looked at Yulin Feiqi, afraid that Yulin Feiqi would do it.

"Yao Tingshi, we are here to deliver medicine for you, medicine for malaria, big honey pills, you can eat and see, it will take a few days."

The eunuch did not flatter, and said with a righteous face.

"Huh? Do you have a cure for malaria? Yao Yi is not stupid, and he thought of a lot at once.

"You gave me malaria and then gave me medicine?" Yao Yi thought of this question.

"Malaria is mosquito-infected, do we catch mosquitoes and send mosquitoes to bite you? Eight pills are placed here, one in the morning and one in the evening. ”

The eunuch did not get angry with a single patient, put down the medicine, and left with the procession. Degree of literature