Originally, she wanted a Danshu iron coupon, or a gold medal for avoiding death, but these things were all empty.

If the emperor wants someone, even if that person has a gold medal in his hand.

If you do it, you will still die.

"I don't know yet, why don't the emperor make me a village head." Ning Yan couldn't think of a way for a while, and finally fell on the name of the village chief.

The emperor was stunned.

Mrs. Yang was also stunned, this girl, still didn't believe him, he said that the position of village chief must be indispensable to her.

As long as the cotton is harvested in autumn, the emperor will be happy.

I can't wait for half a year, young people are really young people, and I'm in a hurry.

"The village chief?" The emperor thought about it for a while, and finally knew what kind of existence the village chief was.

A village chief is worth bringing up here.

"Yes, it's the village chief." Ning Yan nodded.

"Okay, let's do it another day!" The emperor nodded, this requirement is not high.

If you don't nod, you don't know what weird conditions this woman will make.

"Let's talk about salt now!" The emperor consciously wasted a lot of thought on salt.

Once the terms have been negotiated, it is time to resolve the issue.

How can we make it so abundant?

"It's very simple, most of the salt now is mineral salt, and the fine salt is even more minority, and most of them are poisonous......" Ning Yan said as he observed the eyes of the emperor and Mrs. Yang.

Make sure there is no malice in your eyes.

Ning Yancai continued: "In fact, toxic mineral salts can be purified, and the purification method is also simple, and it is almost the same after multiple distillation and filtration. ”

Ning Yan said that he was worried that the emperor would not understand, so he took a pen and paper and drew it. The tools needed for distillation, the things needed for filtration, and the use of the steps are all written down.

After speaking, his mouth was a little thirsty, and his eyes fell on the emperor.

Emperor......

"Dexi, give Lu ...... Mrs. Ning served tea. The title of Ning Yan, the emperor was also entangled in his heart.

Lu Hanzhang can't even handle a woman.

Is......

Ning Yan took the teacup from Dexi's hand, took a sip, there was no weird taste, swallowed it and moistened his throat: "In addition to these, salt can also be dried with seawater, seawater is salty, because there is salt in it, and after the salt is dried, it still needs to be filtered and other processes." ”

"Sea water?"

The emperor's inquiring gaze fell on the Taifu.

Taifu shook his head, he didn't understand these things either.

He knows a lot about governing the country, but the salt ......

I have never heard of it at all, and now that I have heard of it, I can only believe it.

"Taifu, you can take Mrs. Ning to see the national teacher."

"Retire."

Mrs. Yang glanced at Ning Yan, and Ning Yan followed directly.

The national teacher naturally has the national teacher's mansion, but most of the time, the national teacher lives in the palace to pick up stars.

Walk to the Star Picking Tower, and climb up layer by layer.

The eighth floor stops.

Mrs. Yang reached out and touched the door on the opposite side a few times.

The door opens from the inside.

Mrs. Yang motioned for Ning Yan to follow.

The two walked into the room.

There was no one in the empty room.

After standing there for a moment, Tatata's footsteps rang out.

Ning Yan turned back.

pupil microcoagulation......

Behind him was a man with white hair.

Although the man had white hair, his face was like that of a young man, without wrinkles and beard.

He is also very handsome in appearance, and his fingers are also delicate, and there is a jade wrench on his finger.

Except for a head of white hair, there is no place to get along with the old monster.

"This is Ning Yan?"

spoke, and the voice was clear.

"Are you a national teacher?" Ning Yan still had some doubts in his words.

"To the national teacher, the Oriental Sacrifice."

"......" really has the surname Dongfang these years.

If she wants to change her name temporarily, she will be called Murong Cuihua.

The corners of Ning Yan's mouth twitched: "The national teacher wants to see me, is there something wrong?" ”

"Naturally!" Dongfang Sai nodded, his eyes fell on Ning Yan, he didn't beat around the bush at all, and asked directly: "Your face is obviously the face of death, someone changed your life for you?" ”

"......" changed his life against the sky?

She's cross-crossed.

"I don't understand." Ning Yan shook his head honestly.

Dongfang Priest didn't know when there was an extra handful of yarrow in his hand, and his fingers rubbed on the yarrow, and the speed became faster and faster.

Suddenly, the grass in his hand spontaneously combusted without wind.

The doubts in Dongfang Sai's eyes deepened.

"I can't see through it, but I'm not a treacherous person." After the Oriental Festival was finished, he bowed his hand and walked to the house.

Mrs. Yang took Ning Yan and left from the Star Picking Tower.

Walking out of the Star Picking Tower, Ning Yan asked Mrs. Yang: "It is rumored that this national teacher is the same age as the Great Xuan Dynasty, and the founding of the Xuan Dynasty has been a hundred years old, but the age of this national teacher is ......."

"Don't talk about a hundred years old." Taifu said with a smile.

Ning Yan was really taken aback this time.

It's not that she hasn't seen a centenarian, but it's the first time she's seen a white-haired boy like this at the Oriental Festival.

"Is he really over a hundred years old?" Ning Yan felt that she needed to be sure.

"Of course."

......: "There are really things in this world that cannot be explained by science.

Like her crossing.

Another example is the age and appearance of the Oriental National Teacher. No wonder the national teacher lives in the Star Picking Building all year round.

Many things are explained more.

"Then, the national teacher's approval just now, do you have to talk to the emperor?"

"Nature." Mrs. Yang had approval in her eyes.

Not a traitor.

That's enough.

This means that you can use it with confidence.

The corners of Ning Yan's mouth twitched, I don't know if I want to say that the emperor's head was kicked by a donkey, and he cares so much about the statement of the national teacher.

"What if the national teacher says I'm a traitor?"

"Well, you won't be able to get out today."

"......" Damn, seeing that Mrs. Yang was getting farther and farther, Ning Yan couldn't help but burst into foul language.

Her life was almost gone.

This imperceptible danger is really ......

In the world of science in the future, this will not happen.

Ning Yan felt that she should explore and understand the world.

Otherwise, one day I will finish playing with my little life, and I won't know anything.

Walk a few steps quickly to keep up with Mrs. Yang, and wait for Mrs. Yang to tell the emperor the words of the national teacher, and then leave by car together.

Back at Mrs. Yang's house, Ning Yan hugged his clothes.

Dressed in the clothes placed by the eldest lady, he walked to the small courtyard bought by Wu Youniang.

Standing in the small courtyard, listening to the cry of peace.

Ning Yan's thoughts calmed down.

The emperor was also treacherous, and even took her salt-making method before letting her go to see the national teacher.

If you meet the national teacher in advance, you know that the emperor has this idea.

Ningyan......

Ning Yan would not say the method of making refined salt so simply.

Pat yourself on the back of the head and regret not being at the beginning.

Du Chunlu finally put the crying peacefully to sleep.

When he came out, he saw Ning Yan knocking his head with his fist, and hurriedly walked to Ning Yan's side: "Big lady, what are you doing?" ”

"It's okay, I want to eat meat when I'm hungry, I want to eat Dongpo meat, will Chunlu do it?"

"This ......" Dongpo meat, she has never eaten it, let alone whether she will make it, definitely not.

looked at Ning Yan with some shame.

"Forget it, don't eat it!" Ning Yan waved his hand.

Du Chunlu's little girl, I'm afraid I have never eaten Dongpo meat in my life. Isn't it intentional to embarrass people by asking people to do this?

"Doudou come here." Ning Yan hooked his hand at the child who was digging.

"Big Lady ......"

"Call Auntie." How can she also be Mrs. Yang's grandson, call her the eldest lady, can she really treat the child as a slave?

However, Doudou can't be allowed to develop according to what Mrs. Yang thinks.

Mrs. Yang's approach today is a bit unauthentic.

Scholars don't like dramas, they don't like businessmen.

Then ......

Ning Yan took a look at Doudou, the child's voice was very brittle, if he cultivated a famous role, it should not be difficult.

Of course, Ning Yan will not let Doudou do the drama full-time.

Businessman works part-time.

Hum......

Mrs. Yang is full of clear streams and has a play......

Ning Yan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the play.

The point is that this era will not feel like this.

The sins of the adults will one day be returned.

The more Ning Yan looked at Doudou, the happier he became.

"Auntie." Doudou opened his mouth and screamed.

The voice is still milky, and the voice of a three-year-old child is not very brittle.

Ning Yan's heart was crisp when he heard it.

"Doudou, do you like to listen to operas?"

"...... play" Doudou's eyes blinked, one of the few memories of his mother is a person standing under the jujube tree in the yard singing.

My mother's singing is good.

It is said to be a famous Kunjiao.

It's a pity that I haven't seen my mother singing.

"I like it." Doudou said with a smile, revealing a few white and shiny teeth.

"Yes, can you sing?" Ning Yan didn't expect Doudou to be so excited.

"No, will Auntie? Can I sing it to Doudou? ”

After Doudou finished speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Ning Yan, in Doudou's opinion. Ning Yan is amazing. A powerful person can do anything, so he must be able to sing.

Ningyan......

What should I say at this point?

In terms of opera, she really doesn't have much, and the only thing that can be remembered is the red-faced Zhang Fei and the white-faced......

In addition to this, it is Huangmei Opera.

Then there's Mulan.

Do you want to sing a man with a horse pole......

Ning Yan couldn't hum under Doudou's hopeful gaze, and when he saw that the child was about to cry, he hurried to the rescue: "I'll take you to listen to the excerpts another day, okay?" ”

"Okay!" Doudou nodded, with joy in his eyes.

The emotions of children can be expressed so clearly.

appeased Doudou Ning Yan and breathed a sigh of relief.

Take a nap and wake up with a casual bite to eat.

In the afternoon, Ning Yan didn't go anywhere, sitting under the tree in the courtyard, and followed Du Chunlu to take care of the children.

Had a leisurely day.

Evening came, and the spring night was slightly cool.

It was getting darker and darker, and in the shop, Wu Youniang and Lan Xiang came back, but Pang Chun and the others did not come back, Ning Yan was faintly worried in his heart.

It's curfew.

Footsteps were heard outside.

When Ning Yan opened the door, he saw Pang Chun carrying a basket, standing in front of the door, raising his hand to knock on the door.

Behind Pang Chun stood a string of people.

Let people go back home.

Closing the door, Ning Yan asked, "Didn't you say that you should come back earlier, why did you toss to this point?" ”