Jiang Wei glanced at Wei Zheng angrily, and when he saw that his face was not red and his heart was not beating, he sighed helplessly.

In order to survive, he thought a lot, and this world did not have an environment for him to engage in chemistry with peace of mind, so he could only choose to pretend to be a ghost.

In this world, there are many, many geniuses or prodigies.

But in the records, there are traces to follow, and they are all in everyone's understanding of Fan Tao. But Jiang Wei's knowledge is nowhere to be found. It's fine now, but what about the future? More and more things that ordinary people can't understand have been made, how do you explain it?

And the identity of the disciple of the immortal family is the best protective color. For this reason, he did not hesitate to deceive everyone in the world.

Of course, this was not an instant success, and he would not think that the ancients were stupid, but they did not have such cutting-edge knowledge.

After thinking about it, Jiang Wei patted his fan and said,

"At that time, I turned white overnight and fell asleep until the day before yesterday. During these days, I met a white-haired fairy in a dream. The immortal master said that this was not him, but just a remnant of immortal consciousness. The immortal master taught me the essence of all things in the world, and then based on the essence of all things, he taught the boy immortal arts. ”

"Dream for a year, one day in the world, after I learned something, the immortal master finally told me that immortal art was popular in the world 20,000 years ago. Almost everyone knows something, but if you want to learn it to the core, you need a very high level of talent. And after the war of immortals and demons, everything in the world turned into ashes, even the country disappeared, everything turned into nothingness, and it only suffered the people. ”

"After another thousand years, the Yu Dynasty was established. Fortunately, the immortal art still remained, but at the end of the Shang Dynasty, it experienced the catastrophe of the gods. In order for heaven and earth to no longer be destroyed by immortal arts, Heavenly Dao Hongjun and the three disciples under the seat, that is, the Three Qing Dao Ancestors, worked together to tear apart the space, shatter the void, and bring all the immortals and beasts out of this world. Since then, there have been no more immortals in the world, only legends. Yes, the immortal master didn't want the immortal art in the world to be lost, so he taught it to me. ”

Jiang Wei even admired his serious nonsense.

And Wei Zheng was stunned when he listened, 20,000 years ago? A thousand years after the Great War of Immortals and Demons, did the Yu Dynasty appear? What is the Divine Tribulation, Heavenly Dao Hongjun? What about the crooks?

Wei Zheng sneered, just thinking that he was talking nonsense.

"You say immortal arts, how can you prove it?"

Jiang Wei didn't say a word, and when he got to a glass of water and put it in front of Wei Zheng, he saw Binghua after a while.

The scene in front of him had a strong impact on Wei Zheng's worldview. At this moment, he was a little shaken about the immortal theory. But he soon recovered.

Jiang Wei was very satisfied with Wei Zheng's expression.

"As for my trick into seducing the people to get out of farming, it is a small summer day at this time, and it is difficult for the people to farm, and the people have been suffering from the hot weather for a long time, so I teach the method of turning water into ice, just to benefit the people and minimize the suffering of the people."

Wei Zheng smiled dumbly,

"As you said, isn't it true that everyone in the world goes to business and sells ice mung bean soup, and no one is engaged in agriculture anymore?"

Jiang Wei replied indifferently,

"As the saying goes, scarcity is expensive, if everyone in the world goes to sell, Zheng Gong thinks someone can buy it?"

Jiang Wei smiled and shook his head, wheel vision, after the edification of modern society, he still has a much longer vision than people in this era.

"Even if half of the people go to sell, how many people can afford to buy? Naturally, there will be many people who will not be able to sell, and naturally, the farmers will go to the fields. ”

Wei Zheng obviously refused to admit defeat,

"It's just your guess."

Jiang Wei put away the fan, smiled slightly, and felt that it was a bit boring to say this, so he decided to make a big move.

"Last night I saw a picture drawn by my uncle Xu Xiaode, which was a plow used for farming. My uncle told me that if nothing else, the plough would increase the speed of ploughing the land several times over, and that it would be ploughing and requiring only one ox. ”

Wei Zheng was shocked, since ancient times, agriculture has been the country's top priority, and as an official, he knows a little about agriculture.

At present, Datang farming requires the use of two cows, or shallow farming. Therefore, it generally takes six or seven times to finish. The most fatal thing is the lack of cattle in Datang. If you can plough deeply, the shortage of cattle will be greatly alleviated, and at the same time, the efficiency will be greatly improved.

This thought flashed through Wei Zheng's mind,

"I hope you're telling the truth."

Dropping a sentence, Wei Zheng brushed his sleeves away and went straight to the Ministry of Industry.

Jiang Wei breathed a sigh of relief, it was really not easy to confront such an old stubborn.

But in any case, this level is temporarily over. He believed that even if Wei Zheng didn't believe the mythical story setting he said, he would have listened to part of what he said, otherwise he would not have left so easily.

However, because of the intervention of the messenger, the recipe for the chilled mung bean soup was revealed. First, the villagers didn't dare to do anything with the bad history, and honestly they explained how to make ice and mung bean soup.

And just yesterday, there were five people with seven surnames who took a fancy to this chilled mung bean soup, and they couldn't look down on this business that could only be sold for one summer. It's this ice-making method, as long as you have this ice-making method, you will no longer be afraid of the heat.

When the people of the five surnames and seven families knew the method of making ice, they began to buy a large number of saltpeter as if they had obtained a treasure. And one by one the businessmen also bought ice-making formulas from the officials at a large price, which made these low-level officials make a fortune one by one.

In just ten days, the price of saltpeter has increased twenty times, and there is still no market. The trend of chilled mung bean soup began to go straight to the south of the Yangtze River in Luoyang and other places from this day, and for a while, countless vendors selling chilled mung bean soup appeared in cities large and small? Because of this, the reputation of the disciples of the immortal family spread like a tornado all over the country.

At this time, Jiang Wei had nothing to do with what was happening in the outside world, he got up every morning and pulled his sister to exercise, and studied blowing glass in the morning, but none of them formed a good shape, and they were basically all wasted. In the afternoon, a group of little children pestered him to tell stories, and it was not until the evening that there was a rare peace.

And his uncle Xu Xiaode because of the plow, finally completed the entity, after experiments have proved that only one ox is needed to complete the operation, and the farming speed is more than three times faster. Therefore, His Majesty Li Er, Long Yan Dayue, and Xu Lian were promoted several levels, and they were directly subordinate to the Ministry of Industry, which was promoted from the sixth rank to the fifth grade.

For this reason, Xu Xiaode happily held a banquet for three days, feasting relatives and friends. And Jiang Wei is also more tolerant and closer.

As for the plow, of course, Jiang Wei dedicated it to his uncle. If you live in someone's house, you can express yourself. It took another half an hour to persuade his uncle Xu Xiaode not to show this picture in his name. For this design drawing, as he has been helping his grandfather do farm work since elementary school, it is too easy for him to draw this untechnical thing.

Early this morning, Jiang Wei exercised as usual and did radio gymnastics, but there was no way. So far, he has walked as far as 50 meters and is tired and out of breath, and now his biggest goal is to walk 100 meters without sore waist and legs, without panting. He didn't understand why his body was so weak, so he could only think that this was being compatible with this body?

What else is the explanation?

Jiang Wei really wanted to go to Chang'an City and take a look. Although it is dirty, he really wants to appreciate the cultural scenery of a thousand years ago, want to see the current Daxing Palace, want to visit the famous places such as the Qinglou painting boat, and appreciate the civilization of a thousand years ago.

These days, Jiang Wei has discovered a problem, and every time Xu Hui looks at him, it seems a little strange. Deliberately avoiding him? Seems to be avoiding him?

Is it because I'm too weak? Afraid of being infected?

Jiang Wei finished broadcasting gymnastics and wiped the sweat from his forehead. As soon as Ruoniang rested, she put her arm around him and yelled to drink chilled mung bean porridge.

Then a handmaid came to me,

"Childe, there is a person outside who claims to be a villager from Yunling Village, and he wants to see Childe."

"Don't make trouble, brother, this is something to do." Then he ordered the maidservant to bring someone over.

Ruoniang pouted unhappily, nagging her brother or something, the most annoying.