In the wax moon, the sun is shining for many days, which is very rare.

The entire mountain has long been covered by grass, the trees have dried up, the cold wind is howling, and the snow in the shade of the ravines exudes a bone-chilling chill.

In the greenhouse, it is as warm as spring.

Lu Dongzan was wearing a brocade robe, covering his thin and dry figure and looking a little swaying, the wrinkles on his face seemed to be more and more profound than a year ago, even if he was smiling, it made people feel a little gloomy and simple, but the Han clothes on his body were always more pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, the first wise man of Tubo took his hands and followed behind Fang Jun, watching Fang Jun lead the old man with rich farming experience in Zhuangzi, carefully digging out the green shoots of the crops that were coming out of the green shoots on a kang in the corner of the greenhouse, and then planted them in the ditch that had already been raised, with a distance of about six or seven inches.

When the greenhouse is full, a valve in the corner of the greenhouse is lifted, and the hot spring water, which has cooled for a while, flows into the ditch along the stacked waterway.

"What is this?"

Lu Dongzan looked at Fang Jun's careful care, and always felt that what kind of Ganoderma lucidum fairy grass was going down like this?

Fang Jun glanced at him, washed the soil on his hands in the waterway, and said casually: "It's a plant discovered by the sailor overseas, which can produce green fruits, and when it is ripe, it will turn red, very spicy!" ”

"It's spicy?"

Lu Dongzan's eyes lit up and he was quite interested.

Tubo is located on the plateau, the mountains are high and the clouds are light, and the climate is extremely cold, so the diet pays attention to big oil and meat, the taste is very heavy, and the spicy taste can take out the cold in the body very well, and it is very popular. It's a pity that spicy plants are too scarce, and most of them are not suitable for the climate and soil of Tibet.

Fang Jun straightened up, and a servant had already wiped his hands with a towel on the ground, and when he saw Lu Dongzan's very interested look, he thought about it for a while, and said: "The prime minister is here to participate in the Zhengdan Dynasty Meeting, so he must leave after the New Year, right?" In this case, let's stay for a few more days, the pepper will ripen in about two months, and then bring some seeds to Daxiang and bring them back to Tubo for planting, which can be regarded as a small benefit for the people of Tubo. ”

Lu Dongzan remained cautious: "Shouldn't it be like barley wine, like barley wine, which makes people know that it is poisonous, but they have to drink it?" ”

At present, the whole of Tibet is in a mess by barley wine.

This kind of wine is simple to brew, the wine is clear and tastes very good, not only the Tibetan people love to drink, but also the Tang people love to drink, and even those barley wine packed in exquisite jars can be on the banquet of the magnates of Chang'an, and it is more sought after by the literati.

A barley wine brought a lot of silver income to Tibet, and all the wine-making workshops made a lot of money.

However, as a result, Tibet's grain was greatly reduced......

The climate of Tibet is cold, the land is barren, and the grain is mainly barley. Even if Zampu repeatedly issued orders to strictly control the scale of the brewing of highland barley wine, it would not work.

Those nobles have long been blinded by the strings of copper coins, and they openly obeyed Zampu's orders, but secretly they continued to collect barley and increase the scale of brewing.

Now in Tibet, the price of barley is five times that of last year, and the market can only buy the grain transported by the Tang Dynasty......

The life of the people of Tubo is like a day by day, because the barley produced at home can be sold at a high price, and then buy rice and corn from the Tang Dynasty at a relatively low price, the nobles have all made more money from the barley wine, and those who have doubled their family assets abound, and Zampu's treasury has gradually become richer, because of more and more taxes.

Lu Dongzan's earliest ideals seem to have been realized, and the number of deaths due to starvation among the Tibetan people reached an all-time low, but he could not be happy......

Once the Tang Emperor coveted the land of Tibet and launched a major war, the first thing was to cut off the delivery of food, and the brave Tubo warriors should be hungry to resist the attack of the Tang army? Or, slaughtered the war horse under the crotch as military rations?

Fang Jun glared and said, "It's cheap and good, right?" At the beginning, they begged each other hard, and only then did they come up with the secret recipe of barley wine, otherwise if it was brewed by someone who organized it by himself, the profit would be at least ten times that of now! Anyway, a certain landlord has done his best to treat you as a friend, do you want this chili love! ”

Then, shake your hands and walk out of the greenhouse.

Chili peppers can't be eaten as food, they can drive away the cold but they can't directly improve the combat effectiveness of the Tibetan soldiers, and most importantly, this thing is more labor-intensive. The bitter cold of Tibet, the land is barren, there is no chemical fertilizer and other soil storage in these years, and a piece of land is planted with a stubble of peppers a year, and it is basically wasted.

However, for the people in cold and damp places, this thing is simply a treasure from God, and once eaten, it is difficult to get rid of it......

If some chili peppers are planted on the land that is not rich in Tibet, the national strength will be reduced by another percent.

It seems to be insignificant, but if it drops a little, it drops a little, and it comes and goes, I don't believe that in the future, Tubo will still be able to go down from the plateau as it did in history, causing so much trouble to the Tang Dynasty......

Lu Dongzan was not deceived by Fang Jun's behavior, and said cautiously: "You have to taste it first when it is ripe......

As the prime minister of Tibet, this is a genius, you can hit the stone with your head when you should be tough, and when you should be soft, it is no problem to kneel down and call your father.

Fang Jun looked back and sighed: "He is worthy of being the first wise man in Tubo, and he is better than a monkey when he is stained with hair." ”

Lu Dongzan's face darkened, and he said unhappily: "I came from thousands of miles to visit Erlang, but I encountered such mean words, is it the way of hospitality?" Let's eat hot pot at noon, slaughter the fattest sheep, and pair it with your mansion wine, maybe I will forgive Erlang for his disrespectful faux pas! ”

Fang Jun's face darkened, and he said helplessly: "Are you here to fight the autumn wind?" ”

Lu Dongzan was not reserved: "The food in Honglu Temple is really unpalatable. ”

Fang Jun was speechless......

*****

It is a guest from afar, although Fang Jun does not welcome this Tibetan minister too much, but the way of hospitality is always necessary, and at noon he entertained this Tibetan minister in a room among the greenhouses.

After entering the house, several maidservants of the Fang family cleaned up the floor, put a pot of mountain spring water on the small red clay stove and boiled it, and then went to prepare lunch.

Fang Jun invited Lu Dongzan to take a seat, but there was no seat, just casually sitting cross-legged on the smooth floor, the ground was obviously burning a fire dragon, and the floor was warm to sit on, which was very comfortable. Fang Jun took a jar under the teatable, scooped out some bright green tea leaves with a wooden spoon and put them into the teapot, waited until the mountain spring water in the pot boiled, lifted the lid and dried it slightly, and then poured water into the teapot.

As the water vapor rises, a fragrant and timeless tea fragrance ripples.

Fang Jun carried the teapot in one hand, poured the tea into the two black pottery cups in front of him, gestured to Lu Dongzan, and said, "Please." ”

Lu Dongzan picked up the black pottery teacup, took a shallow sip, and the hot tea soup rolled a few times in his mouth, and then swallowed it slowly, a light but timeless aftertaste hit his mouth, and the bottom of his tongue was full of relish.

Divided into three sips and drank a cup of tea, he sighed and said: "Erlang can know that today's Tubo nobles are fond of tea, and one pound of tea leaves of this grade is enough to exchange for ten yaks. In the beginning, tea flowed into Tibet, only as a status symbol, among the nobility. But slowly, everyone found that this tea can remove oiliness and reduce constipation, and it has become more and more a necessity of life. However, the mountains between Tibet and the Tang Dynasty are densely forested, and there are several large rivers across the separation, the road is not smooth, the traffic is inconvenient, and there are very few such tea flowing into Tibet, which causes the current price of gold to be more expensive, which is beyond the reach of many people. Erlang is really a good means, only this tea, every year in Tubo can make a lot of profits, if you add the Turks and the Western Regions, it will not take three or two years, just tea, it is enough to make Erlang rich in the world. ”

Nowadays, tea has long been popular in the Western Regions, and almost all countries, nationalities, and tribes that mainly eat meat regard it as a gift from God.

The perennial use of meat makes the body strong, but also because of poor digestion, various diseases occur frequently, especially constipation, which has plagued the barbarian tribe for thousands of years, but under these leaves, it disintegrates.

This makes Lu Dongzan more and more in awe of Fang Jun, shocked, this person seems to be a fool, but in fact, all kinds of means have unpredictable opportunities, under the ordinary operation, he can always get unexpected effects, which can be called a strange person......

Fang Jun also admired Lu Dongzan's vision.

Historically, the trade of tea began in the Song Dynasty and gradually became an important pillar of the empire's finances alongside silk and porcelain......

At present, tea has just come out, and it has not yet made much profit, Lu Dongzan can see through the glorious future of tea at a glance, and there are few in the world with this eyesight.

Fang Jun played with the taste: "If the prime minister is interested, from now on, the tea trade in Tibet will be handed over to the prime minister alone, how about it?" ”

Instead of being happy, Lu Dongzan smiled bitterly and said, "Erlang, don't harm me......"