It's been a long time.

The stewards of the courtyard had already taken their errands and dispersed.

Tang Qianqian sat alone at the stone table, picked up the pen and wrote down another one on the paper, thinking about whether there were any omissions.

Thinking about these things, she bit the tip of her pen again.

The affairs are complicated, and she actually finds it difficult.

But no matter how hard she worked, she also wanted to learn and do it.

Now it's just a little business, it's already so difficult, and when the father-in-law enters Beijing, the things he has to deal with are a hundred times more than a thousand times what he has now.

What then?

Most of the rebels can be defeated, and there may be people who can govern a state and a county, but there are no people who can govern a country.

Now that I have met a high talent, I can learn more.

I didn't think that a person who is called demented by the world would have such a strange story in his head, and all kinds of strange ideas were calmly laid out......

In the afterglow, someone walked into the courtyard.

Tang Qianqian rubbed her head and said, "Uncle Wang, take me to see the peanut oil workshop in a while." ”

The visitor did not speak, but put the wooden box in his hand on the stone table.

"Oh, and the peanut oil workshop has been built?"

But it was the voice of Wang Xiao.

As soon as Tang Qianqian raised her head, she couldn't help but smile, quite surprised.

"Why are you here? Come and see me? She smiled.

The next moment, she suddenly frowned and said, "You must not have come to see people." Xu is here to find Uncle Wang, go out of the city to see your Mr. Fu, right? ”

Wang Xiao smiled, took out a brocade box from his bosom and put it in her hand.

"I'm going to my uncle's house to give a Mid-Autumn Festival gift today, and when I came out, I remembered to buy you a gift."

Tang Qianqian opened it and saw that it was a wooden comb, and the workmanship was extremely fine.

I only heard the king laughing and chattering.

"Don't look at it as just a wooden comb, it's made of high-quality sandalwood, I specially went around to the cotton alley Muji to buy it for you, and the color matches your leader's wooden hairpin......

Tang Qianqian held the wooden comb and lowered her head, and smiled lightly.

Wang Xiao hugged her with his arms......

After a while, Tang Qianqian suddenly saw the wooden box on the table, and asked with a smile, "This is also a gift for me?" ”

Wang smiled "um" and said, "If you have to be like this, it seems that you can do it." ”

Tang Qianqian couldn't wait to open it and take a look.

"Books?"

"Books."

"I hate it, people won't settle accounts for you."

"Hey." Wang Xiao suddenly saw the two carts in the yard and asked, "What are they?" ”

"A gift from He Wan."

Wang Xiao was a little disgusted, and said: "Such a rich son actually used a sack to give gifts. ”

He opened the sack and looked at it......

The horse-drawn carriage drove on the official road on the outskirts of Beijing.

Wang Xiao was in a good mood and learned to drive by himself.

He was not slow to learn, and in a short time he mastered the art of driving.

Tang Qianqian sat beside him and asked with a smile, "Why do you want to learn such rough work?" ”

Wang smiled: "Enjoy the fun of driving." ”

He raised his horsewhip and said, "This is the throttle." ”

Lifting the reins in the handle, he said, "This is the brake." ”

Then he twisted his neck and looked around: "Ha, artificial rearview mirror." ”

At this time, autumn is thick, the breeze is passing through the ears, and the leaves are sparse on the side of the road.

The boy sitting on the wheel looked a little silly.

Tang Qianqian patted him lightly on the head and said, "Fool." ”

She snorted softly, but leaned on his shoulder like a daughter-in-law.

"I think that's how other couples sell materials," she said softly, "one is driving the car, and the other is sitting next to him......"

Zhuang Yun and Hua Zhi in the carriage looked at the two of them outside speechlessly.

Hanae liked to watch this kind of scene, but at this time she was very uncomfortable.

It's not a matter of reading the village.

It's really that Wang Xiao's level of driving is not very good.

Huazhi sat dizzy, so he had to sprinkle all his anger on Zhuang Yun's head.

"You stupid tall guy with marks on your face, why did you snatch my chicken?!"

……

Shaking along the way, I finally arrived in front of Lord Fu Qing's courtyard.

In half a time, Fu Qingzhu had already recruited a lot of people, led by Geng Dang, who was building a house.

Fu Qingzhu was holding a pen and drawing something on a piece of paper.

"Mr. Fu, come and see what this is!" Wang Xiao slapped the sack on the car and shouted.

He only felt that he had a stomach full of words to want, and he had a head full of knowledge that he wanted to impart!

When the sacks of sweet potatoes, corn, and potatoes were dumped in the yard, many people were disappointed.

Geng Dang scratched his head and said angrily: "I should still be a sack of silver." ”

He was not interested in this pile of soil-covered fruits, turned his head to Zhuang Yun and smiled: "Yun, why are you still carrying chickens?" Do you want to roast chicken at night? ”

Fu Qingzhu smiled embarrassedly, he actually thought that there was silver in the sack.

But he naturally knew that the young man in front of him would not bring these things over for no reason, so he leaned down and picked up a sweet potato, looked at it for a while, and said, "This is Gan Fan?" There are people in Fujian who have ......"

When Wang Xiao saw Geng Dang's reaction, he understood why these high-yielding crops were not popularized so quickly.

No one grows these omnivores on fertile land, and few people grow on wasteland these days.

In the original history, it was not until the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty that these crops were promoted, which greatly alleviated the hunger in the world.

But now it's different.

Now you have yourself to remind the world.

Wang Xiao lifted his spirits and explained to Fu Qing.

"It's a ...... Amazing crops. ”

Wang smiled: "It doesn't need fertile soil, and it doesn't need you to take care of it. Do you know? The manpower and material resources required to grow these crops are far less than those of rice or wheat, but the yield can far exceed the former. ”

"It's a potato." Wang Xiao raised his hand again.

"It's corn." He raised his hand again.

"They're easy to grow, more drought-tolerant, and suitable for large-scale cultivation."

"Does Mr. Fu know where the key is?" The king smiled and pointed to the barren mountain in the distance, "Look at that mountain, it's big and tall!" ”

"Look around, the barren mountains are far larger than the fertile fields, but you can't grow food. Because you can't bring water to water it, you can't pull the cow to pear it. The north is not like the south, and it is difficult to cultivate mountain fields. ”

"And you see, you dry land."

"But you can grow this." Wang Xiao picked up another potato and lured Fu Qingzhu as if he was making an advertisement: "You bury this in the soil, you don't need to water it, and you can easily yield a thousand catties per mu." ”

"What?!"

It's not just Master Fu Qing. Tang Bowang, Geng Dang, and Zhuang Yun were all very surprised, and the men who built the house also chattered.

"No need to water, the yield per mu is 1,000 catties?!"

All right. The most attractive advertising slogan has been refined.

Wang Xiao finally finished explaining a piece of knowledge, and finally breathed a sigh of relief......