Not long after Li Chuan returned to the pavilion, a little eunuch led an old man over.

Li ...... Ahem, that! ”

The little eunuch coughed dryly, and he didn't know what to call Li Chuan, so he simply excused himself and said, "This Yang Laohan is a good farmer, and His Majesty ordered you to grant Yang Laohan the cultivation method of that potato!" ”

"I've seen my lord!"

Old man Yang was honest and hurriedly saluted.

"Old man and young courtesy!"

Li Chuan smiled: "I am also a flat-headed commoner, and I have no official status. ”

Yang Laohan didn't know how to answer, so he laughed dryly.

Li Chuan pulled him to sit down and carefully explained to him how to grow potatoes.

Yang Laohan is really good at farming, quite experienced, only listened to a few words, he knew it all, as the so-called know-how, for real farmers, planting potatoes is not difficult, and soil planting is indeed not difficult.

Yang Laohan even drew inferences from others and put forward a few details that Li Chuan ignored.

sent Yang Laohan away, and the little eunuch also followed.

Li Chuan was a little depressed, and he didn't know what the emperor meant, so he didn't let himself go, and he didn't have any instructions, so he lived in the pavilion like this, and he was really a little bored.

At this time, Liu Zunxian, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, also sat on wax.

"Is this really something that can't be imitated?"

Liu Zunxian asked with an ugly face, like eating a dead child.

"My lord, you really can't imitate it!"

The official who reported said: "If you understand the principle, the lower official is confident that he can imitate it, but the thing that can run, the lower official doesn't know what principle it is based on, and even if he wants to imitate it, he doesn't know where to start." ”

Liu Zunxian's face became even more ugly: "The palace said that the thing was made by Westerners, and Westerners have magnified it a hundred times for transporting materials, if it can't be imitated, how can this official explain it to His Majesty?" ”

The official had a bitter face, and he almost hated the merchant who offered it.

Liu Zunxian said: "There are also foreigners in the capital, why don't you find a few foreigners and ask how this thing is made?" ”

"Yes, the lower official will ask."

The official took the order with a bitter face and went to find a foreigner.

……

Compared with Jinling, Beiping is a little less soft and delicate in the south of the Yangtze River, but a little more majestic, there is naturally a kind of roughness in the north, but natural disasters and man-made disasters continue, even the people of the capital, most of them have vegetables, their expressions are numb, they are not as good as the people in the south of the Yangtze River, and the streets are not as lively as Jinling, revealing a depression that is difficult to hide.

"Young master, the people in the north are too bitter!"

Zhao Tiezhu, a Lu man, all started to sigh, he used to think that the people in Jiangnan were living a hard life, but this time he followed the young master into Beijing, and he gained a lot of knowledge, and he knew how bitter the people in the north were.

"So, be content and have fun!"

Li Chuan can't manage too much, so he can only be alone.

As for the so-called rise and fall of the world, the husband is responsible, it is just a.

In his position, you let a flat-headed common man worry about the rise and fall of the world, isn't that!

Except for Li Chuan, who can see the historical trajectory.

Mingyue Tower.

By the window, a few scholars are worried about the country and the people.

"Did you hear that, the Tartars have come to the grass valley again."

A scholar sighed and said: "The war is continuous, when is the head, there are thieves and thieves who are rampant, and they are endless, and there are Tartars who have been detaining the customs year after year, and they have come to my Ming Dynasty to rob the money and food population, and the country will be in danger in the long run." ”

Another scholar said: "I don't know what those generals at the border pass are eating, since Yuan Gong, my Ming generals have become more and more incompetent, tens of thousands of troops have been killed by hundreds of Tartars, and the money and food of the court have been spent in vain." ”

Syllable!

A scholar shook off the folding fan, shook it twice, and said: "I heard that the Tartars are going to send troops again, but this time it is the king of Dorowuying, Azig, who led the troops, and the thief chief Taiji did not personally lead the troops, and I don't know if my Ming soldiers will be able to repel them." ”

A scholar said: "If it weren't for Huang Taiji personally leading the army, it shouldn't be difficult to repel the Tartars, right?" ”

"It's hard to say!"

The first scholar to speak said: "That Azig is not a good person, Chongzhen has led the army to plunder Datong and Xuanfu in five years, and he is a fierce general with a large number of Tartars, and this time the Tartars sent 100,000 troops, I am afraid it will be difficult to stop." ”

A scholar said with a sad and indignant face: "If Yuan Gong is still here, why is the Tartar so arrogant......"

"Shhhh

The faces of several scholars changed, and they hurriedly persuaded them.

The scholar's face also changed, and his voice was soon inaudible.

"The Manchus sent troops?"

Li Chuan pinched the teacup with a strong sense of urgency.

In the south of the Yanyu River, it is difficult to feel the proximity and urgency of the war, but in the capital, the atmosphere of the chaotic times of war is everywhere, and wherever you go, you can feel the people's boredom and fear of war.

The endless war disasters have brought too many traumas to the people in the north.

Even the people of the capital have all changed color when they hear the war.

Only those literati can talk about the world's major affairs and comment on the government without changing their faces.

"I have to go back to Jiangnan as soon as possible."

Li Chuan was a little anxious, otherwise he would not be able to leave when the Qing soldiers arrived in Beijing.

I finally came to the capital once, but I couldn't return empty-handed.

Out of Mingyue Tower, Li Chuan began to sweep the goods.

"Do you have mountain ginseng?"

It's a big pharmacy, and there are seven or eight of them.

"Yes, how much does the guest want?"

The guy hurriedly greeted him and asked with a smile on his face.

Li Chuan asked: "Is there a century-old ginseng?" ”

The guy said, "Yes, it's just that the price of 100-year-old ginseng is higher." ”

"Show me it."

The man agreed, and immediately took a wooden box, which was a finger-thick mountain ginseng, just looking at this size, he knew that the year was definitely not short, worthy of the feet of the Son of Heaven, much stronger than the pharmacies in Jiangyin and Changzhou Mansion.

You must know that he swept all over Jiangyin and Changzhou pharmacies, and he didn't have a single century-old ginseng.

Li Chuan said domineeringly: "Bring all your mountain ginseng that is more than fifty years old, I want it all." ”

"Uh, okay!"

The guy was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran to call the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper is a doctor, in his early forties, and after determining that Li Chuan really wants to buy ginseng, he immediately arranged for a man to take out all the old ginseng in the store that is more than 50 years old, and there are hundreds of ginseng, which is really wealthy.

Ginseng is not cheap, and those pharmacies in Jiangyin have such a large financial resource to prepare so much inventory.

Li Chuan was not inferior, he didn't frown, and bought all the hundreds of old ginseng.

Swept five pharmacies, spent tens of thousands of taels of silver, and sold all the ginseng on Taobao, with a total price of hundreds of millions, and the ginseng bought in Changzhou Mansion has been sold out, and the blue and white porcelain vase has also been sold.

However, looking at the porcelain that had not yet been sold, Li Chuan felt a little painful.

Broken thing, never buy it again.

However, this is the capital, and there should be some valuable porcelain.

Li Chuan went to a porcelain shop with great interest, and sure enough, he found good things, a few pieces of Doucai porcelain from the Chenghua period, as well as a complete set of tea sets from the Ru kiln of the Song Dynasty, and two blue and white porcelain jars from the Yuan Dynasty.

"The capital is the capital, and there are so many good things."

Li Chuan finally felt that this trip to the capital was not in vain, the people who bought it before participated in these porcelain, and if they were all sold, it was estimated that they could earn 200 million, and it was so easy to make money, so that he lost his fun a little, and felt that the money came faster than the robbery.

After sweeping the goods for two days and spending 50,000 silver, Li Chuan can be regarded as stopping.

After waiting for three days in the pavilion, Wang Chengen finally came.

Wang Chengen came in the middle of the night, obviously not wanting people to know his whereabouts.

"Lord Li, don't you want to thank the emperor?"

Wang Chengen came with a holy decree and enshrined Li Chuan as a thousand households in Jinyi.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Li Chuan had to thank him in a proper manner, and felt that his knees hurt a little.

Wang Chengen said: "Your Majesty is rich in the world, how can you compete with businessmen for profit, do you understand? ”

Li Chuan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "I understand, the lower official is willing to relieve his father-in-law's worries." ”

Wang Chengen said with satisfaction: "Our family is responsible for the application of the palace, but the inner treasury consumes a lot, and the money and silver cannot make ends meet, so that Your Majesty leads by example and takes the lead in reducing clothes, and our family feels deeply guilty." ”

Li Chuan asked playfully: "Is one million silver a year enough?" ”

In order to hug Emperor Chongzhen's big thick legs, he also made a bloody investment.

As long as there is the emperor's support, who would dare to stretch out their claws to him in the south of the Yangtze River.

As long as he can hold Emperor Chongzhen's big thick legs, one million taels of silver a year is not a matter for him.

However, this kind of thing is that Emperor Chongzhen is the Son of Heaven, so it is naturally impossible to mix, and Wang Chengen is the spokesperson.

"A million a year?"

Wang Chengen's eyes widened and he almost fell off his chair.