Scattering seeds and burying soil in one go, when Leng Feng finished his own ground, he couldn't help but sweat. Look at the eldest grandson Wuji over there, although he is doing it in a mixed way, he is not faster than others.

Looking around, Leng Feng saw Du Ruhui, who stopped to rest for a while, and went over with a hoe to help him.

In the entire field of officials, only Leng Feng dared to cross the line to help others work, and everyone else worked hard with their heads down, for fear of being installed as a "friend".

Unlike the eldest grandson Wuji, although Du Ruhui is in poor health, he has no intention of being lazy, and he is very serious. Seeing Leng Feng come to his field to help, he smiled: "The people who work hard are actually faster than those who do it together, I hope they can feel ashamed!" ”

Helping Du Ruhui dig the soil, Leng Feng shook his head: "In the past, I thought that the glory and wealth of the nobles were too easy to come. In this way, it is very unfair to the civilian population. But over the years, I have seen you running around all over the world, and suddenly I feel that there is nothing wrong with you enjoying such treatment.

For the sake of Lizhou, Wushi Tong was separated from his wife and daughter for five or six years, and you went to Gaochang, a person who is most afraid of the cold, to the place where the winter in Gaochang is extremely bitter. With these merits as a foundation, there is nothing wrong with being a national prince. ”

When someone talks, the job is much easier. Du Ruhui was very "old farmer" and spit in the palm of his hand, grabbed the hoe and continued to work, and said while drying: "That's the truth, Xun Gui is noble, Xun is in front, and you are in the back." If there is no merit that matches the status, it will be taken down by the emperor like those empty titles before. ”

"Speaking of which...."Du Ruhui turned his head to Leng Feng and said, "Actually, according to your current merits, especially the 'gunpowder weapon', it is enough to mix up the title of a heirloom duke." ”

"Heirloom Prince?" Leng Feng looked at Du Ruhui suspiciously: "What is the heirloom of the country?" ”

Du Ruhui said: "It is literal, passed down from generation to generation, and will not decrease because of the transmission of the title, you are the Duke of Xiguo, your son is the Duke of Xiguo, and your grandson is also the Duke of Xiguo." As long as Datang does not die, the Duke of Xi Guo will be your Leng family. ”

I don't know why, Leng Feng suddenly imagined a picture: one of his descendants arrogantly said to others: "I am the Duke of Xi Guo, and the eighteenth generation of my ancestors is the Duke of Xi Guo!" ”

It's so graphic....

Leng Feng shook his head: "I haven't thought about it if it is passed down from generation to generation, but I really look forward to it for the Tang Dynasty, Lao Du, you have found that there is a change of dynasty, only the upper ones are happy, and the people who are bitter are always the people." ”

This is the truth, the people are suffering, and the people are suffering. Yi Guogong's insights are really unique! ”

Leng Feng and Du Ruhan followed the prestige, only to see that Wei Zheng had also finished his work and walked over with a hoe.

Du Ruhui laughed: "It's really an honor for Gong Xi and Gong Zheng to help me at the same time!" ”

Wei Zheng said with a smile: "Look at what you said, it's like coming over and chatting for a while, come, talk while doing it." ”

With Wei Zheng joining, the speed of the three of them doubled, and they finished their work in a while, and then sat on the ground and ate the yellow rice and bean buns brought by Leng Feng together.

Eating the bean bun, Wei Zheng suddenly smiled and said: "The emperor has repeatedly ordered this time not to be extravagant and wasteful, all the food brought by the spring ploughing ceremony must be made of coarse grains, you are seriously disobeying the decree!" ”

Leng Feng pouted: "When you plough in the spring, you will revere the Houtu, and then the Houtu will be blessed?" This is also believed by the common people, and the big man swears that if he doesn't do anything, he will be thundered five times in the sky, and he will not be struck by lightning. Besides, who said that my bean bag was extravagant and wasteful? This is made of millet seeds, that is, beans, a little out of bounds, a little bit out of bounds, a little bit out of bounds for frosting. ”

"This is made of millet seeds?" Wei Zheng looked at the bean bag in his hand in surprise, this thing has a.... How to say it, there is a clear flavor of grain, and with the sweet bean paste inside, it tastes no worse than the cake downstairs in the world.

Even more.

But this thing is actually made of millet seeds?

Leng Feng nodded: "I really don't know what you think, Mizi plays with Ying'er, eating too much throat, and it will make the stomach uncomfortable." Don't you know how to study and study how to eat it? ”

Leng Feng had only heard of millet and thought it was some kind of weed-like crop, but when he saw the real thing, he almost cried with his fantasies. Millet is called √ in his hometown, also called yellow rice, which is processed into noodles and eaten in bean buns.

Du Ruhui swallowed the bean bag in his mouth in two bites: "This thing tastes good, quickly tell me how to do it, and I will let the cook make more when I go back." ”

"Tell me too! I also want to see what it tastes like to make the most common millet that people eat into bean bags. ”

I....

It's Li Shimin, no doubt!

Leng Feng didn't look back, took out a bean bag from his backpack and handed it to the back: "Come less, you can taste it now!" ”

Li Shimin took the bean bag and didn't let his subordinates test for poison, so he took a bite of it, and said while chewing: "The taste is really good, but this bean is really a bit of a loser, how much frosting did you put in it?" ”

Leng Feng glanced at Li Shimin: "The more sugar I sprinkle, the more money you make?" ”

After eating a bean bag, Li Shimin continued to stretch out his hand....

Leng Feng simply opened his backpack, revealing all the contents and letting the three of them eat them.

Wei Zheng saw a wooden box, picked it up and opened it, but found that the things inside were slimy, black, and a little sticky to the bottom of the box, so he asked Leng Feng: "What is this?" ”

Leng Feng glanced at it and said, "Sticky cake, it's just that this is fried by my loser mother-in-law, and it's a little mushy." ”

Since Leng Feng said so, then there must be a good sticky cake that he made himself! Li Shimin was quick, picked up the wooden box and opened it, and sure enough, it was fried golden and top-notch.

The taste is similar to that of a bean bun, but the skin is crispy and delicious. It's just that the inside tastes a little sticky and uncomfortable.

After the four of them finished lunch, Li Shimin sent Nameless to send the extra two bean buns to the crown prince and said: "Millet is very ordinary, but in another way of eating, it is very delicious!" Especially that cake, a bit of a workout, but unfortunately there is no ball game, otherwise it is not bad to eat while watching the ball game. ”

Hearing Li Shimin mention the ball game, Leng Feng smiled and said, "This afternoon is your Imperial City Forbidden Army against the Dragon Scale Army, aren't you worried?" ”

Li Shimin shook his head: "The Dragon Scale Army will definitely not be able to defeat the worship of the Hundred Cavalry Division, otherwise what is the use of raising them!" What I'm worried about is the Koreans and the Tubo people, and I hope that one, two, and three are all from our Datang. ”