As a second-generation official, not to mention anything else, but in terms of eating and drinking, Zhao Guang can be regarded as well-informed anyway, even if it is a banquet in the palace, he often participates. It can be said that in the land of Shu Han, there are only a handful of dishes that I think I have never seen or eaten. But when the fat cook in the strange white clothes of the Feng family brought the dishes, he found that he couldn't name the dishes.

"This is called steamed fish," Seeing Zhao Guang sitting as much as possible not to show a strange expression, but he didn't know how to put down the chopsticks, Feng Yong picked up a piece of fish meat, dipped it in the soup under the dipping fish, and made a demonstration, "Dipping and eating, it is extremely delicious." ”

"It's white cut chicken, dipped in a mixed sauce, and it tastes very good."

"It's called stuffed chicken nuggets, you don't need to dip it and eat it, you can eat it directly. This is a dish unique to the Feng family, but it is not available elsewhere, what does Brother Yiwen think of the taste? ”

……

Zhao Guang looked at the delicacies full of cases, first amazed, and then felt a serious sense of frustration, the arrogance of this hidden mountain gate is really confident-even an ordinary banquet guest, the deliciousness of its dishes, even in the palace. It's ridiculous that they still want to trade with the riches and powers in the world, and how can they be attractive to them with their abilities and things in the world?

"Why is Brother Yiwen suddenly depressed?" As the bad taste of a certain turtle, it is really interesting to look at the appearance of ancient people who have never seen the world. Of course, it was more with some unknown thoughts, and finding that Zhao Guang suddenly became a little tasteless, Feng Yong couldn't help but ask a little strangely, "Could it be that this dish is not in line with Brother Wen's taste?" ”

You eat quickly, you don't eat more, why am I embarrassed to close your mouth later?

Zhao Guang smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Brother Mingwen is serious!" To be honest, I've never had such a good meal. To put it mildly, although I have little knowledge, I have also eaten the palace banquet, and when it comes to taste, I am afraid that it is not comparable to the delicacies of your mansion. ”

So what's the matter with you looking like you've eaten?

"Is that something on the mind?"

Zhao Guang took a deep breath, stood up as if he had made up his mind, and saluted Feng Yong directly: "Thanks to the host's hospitality, I have asked for something else when I came this time." Some words, if you don't say them first, are dragon liver and phoenix gall, I'm afraid I don't know how to eat! ”

"I know, Brother Yiwen said it at the door just now, but I don't know what I want to ask for?"

It's coming, it's coming, but he's only eaten a few bites of food, how should I refuse?

"A few days ago, I saw the Quyuan plough made by Brother Mingwen, which is really a sharp tool for farming, and I want to ask for a way to make this thing, promote the world, and benefit the people......"

"No way!"

Feng Yong refused before Zhao Guang finished speaking, and only then did he react, "Wait a minute, what did you say?" Plough? What plow? ”

Sure enough, it still doesn't work? It seems that the people in this hidden mountain gate are still like rumors, acting according to their personal likes and dislikes, ignoring the life and death of the world.

Zhao Guang smiled bitterly and said disheartenedly, "Naturally, when I met Brother Mingwen for the first time a few days ago, the Quyuan plow used by the people of your mansion. Compared with the plough used in the world, this thing is more powerful than the plow, and if it can be extended, it should be a blessing for the people of the world. I came this time to find out how to make this thing, but I don't know how Brother Mingwen is willing to cut his love? ”

Although Zhao Guang was already trying his best to hide his emotions, the slightly trembling hand had already betrayed his heart.

Feng Yong looked at Zhao Guang strangely, Lao Tzu is traveling through the wrong era? Or is there already a patent law in this era? This Zhao Guang is asking me for authorization, right?

"The method of making this object is extremely simple, and even an ordinary craftsman can easily make it if he takes the real thing and thinks about it carefully. How can Brother Wen of the uprising ask for it so solemnly? ”

As long as you don't covet Lao Tzu's chicken raising Dafa, everything is easy to say.

"Otherwise, this thing may be an insignificant thing to Brother Mingwen, but to the Great Han, it is a precious thing. If this thing can be extended, wouldn't the saved cattle manpower be able to double the fields, and wouldn't it be able to double the grain?! Why, then, should the people be worried about not having enough to eat? Why is the court worried about the lack of food? Why don't the Han people revivenation? ”

Which one taught you this math? It doesn't seem to be too bad, huh? Isn't the algorithm a little too idealistic?

Feng Yong pondered for two seconds, and the turtle's personality began to attack: "Since Brother Yiwen has said so, if I don't give it, wouldn't it be too unkind?" But this thing is so powerful to hear from you, so shouldn't I do it any good? ”

Sure enough, are these secluded mountain gates all selfish people?

"I don't know what Brother Feng wants? Everything I have, everything I can, I can take it! Zhao Guangdu was almost moved by his impassionedness, and even changed his title from Brother Mingwen to Brother Feng.

Damn, I'm going to get out of the way today. If you weren't afraid of the mountain gate behind this guy, you would have directly found the farmer who made the Quyuan plow, why would this be so?

You TM touched me!

"I want the mountains behind Fengjiazhuang, I don't know if Brother Yiwen has a way?" Feng Yong was also very moved, but he was moved, but the benefits were still indispensable. So Feng Tu Turtle tentatively made a request, and his fingers hidden under the desk were also trembling slightly.

It wasn't the few small mountain bags that Feng Yong originally wanted to use to raise chickens, but the peaks behind the mountain bags. At this time, the barren mountains and forests were densely forested, and there was no large-scale destruction at all in later generations, except for the occasional few woodcutters who went up the mountain to cut wood, and there was almost no human activity on them.

And there is a reason why Feng Yong wants those mountains. A few days ago, when the farmers on the farm were free, someone went up the mountain to catch a few pheasants and exchanged them for grain with the housekeeper - now everyone on the farm knows that the master is a good mouth, and if he catches a hare in the field on weekdays, he can exchange some grain from the master's house. A few pheasants, you can change for a few days' rations.

Of course, this pheasant is not the point, the point is that Feng Yong happened to pass by at that time and saw a branch tied to the pheasant's feet, which was broken off from a tree on the mountain by the farmer, and it happened that Feng Yong happened to know this kind of branch.

"It's a tea tree!" Feng Yong said with emotion at that time.

That's right, this is the tea tree.

As for why Feng Yong is so emotional? Of course, there is a past.

At that time in 96, someone in the small county town to which Fengyong Village belonged invested in the construction of a factory, which was a major event at that time.

The gossip is flying all over the sky, and it is rumored that this is a tea factory under construction, and then there are people in various villages in the county who suddenly go to the countryside to sell tea and plant tea trees, and say that it takes three years for tea seeds to be planted, and tea seedlings can be picked in just one year after transplanting, and they also encourage farmers to buy tea seedlings as much as possible - of course, tea seedlings are more expensive, but they can also make money a year earlier, right? Look at the tea factory, maybe when it will be completed, you plant it this year, you can make money the year after tomorrow, and how much more money will you earn a year earlier than others?

So that year, almost every household planted tea more or less, and served carefully like an uncle, and some of them directly transplanted tea trees because of the death of many tea trees and paid for a lot of tea seedlings to replant.

Wait, wait, wait, wait until the next year, the government news is implemented, it is indeed a tea factory, but it is not an ordinary tea factory, people build a jasmine tea factory, and those tea trees planted by the farmer brothers have nothing to do with half a dime! Of course, the jasmine tea factory uses jasmine flowers as raw materials. When the regular personnel of the government took jasmine seeds to the countryside to promote, they were met with unprecedented resistance, and the farmer brothers suffered a big loss, who dared to believe this kind of thing again?

Lao Tzu doesn't care what jasmine is or not, isn't it all tea factories that make tea anyway? Why can't you collect tea? The peasant uncles really can't figure it out, and if they can't understand it, they can't understand it, and if they don't understand it, they have to find a way to get it.

The scammer who tricked Lao Tzu into planting tea last year can't be found, but are there still a few locals who shout for the liar? So the locals poured blood mold, the door was poured with feces every day, the windows were stoned every night, and in the end, no one dared to go in and live in those houses, and they were turned into haunted houses.