Dead.

Genshoji.

The cold wind was howling outside.

There was a charcoal fire burning in the house, but despite this, the three Ming and the other little Taoist priests were still wearing thick cotton clothes.

The little Taoist priests have been cultivating for many years, and few of them can draw teleportation charms.

The three Ming could draw a few pictures, but they didn't draw a few, and they were so tired that they were sweating profusely and panting.

Nanli was quite helpless, "The three of you have also practiced for decades, how can you not even compare to a young man." ”

Because He Qinian is intermittent, he has already drawn ten pictures in this hour.

The three Ming looked at each other.

Ming Chong said: "Princess, you are only seventeen, you can draw a teleportation talisman, we will be difficult to reach this height for the rest of our lives, with your blow, we have given up struggling." ”

Mingqin said: "It's not that you give up, but you have self-knowledge." ”

Mingfeng nodded: "Yes, after all, everyone's talent is different." This He Gongzi's talisman is good, but we also have a cangan here! ”

Cang'an, this kid is really good, he cultivates diligently, and his homework has never fallen behind.

Although he drew a few fewer than He Qinian, it is also a promising future.

Nanli went over and looked at the talisman drawn by Cang'an.

Cang'an was very nervous, and despite the exertion, he straightened his waist.

Cang'an is with heart, and the teleportation charm drawn contains a lot of skills, so the distance that can teleport is not short.

But......

She saw Cang'an's stubbornness and stubbornness, and asked him to rest alone, but he was afraid that he would not.

So Nanli said, "Then let's rest for a while." ”

She wanted to paint for a while, but Ye Siheng and Xuanyuan Che both came at this time.

Ye Siheng is not afraid of the cold, but he also wears a cloak to protect against the snow.

Xuanyuan Che was dressed in a big coat and dressed thickly, still shivering from the cold, and his face was purple.

There is no way, the four seasons of Xinjiang are like spring, he has been in Mu for many years, and he is not used to the climate here.

When he entered the house, he squatted down in front of the charcoal stove and stretched out his stiff hand to roast it.

What the hell.

It's a cold day.

Obviously, the Lantern Festival has passed, the snow should be lighter, and spring will start in a few days.

Now it seems that I don't know when the snow will fall.

Ye Siheng's face was not as dignified as before, and when he saw Nanli, the corners of his mouth were still curved.

Nanli was a little surprised: "Why did you come back so quickly from the Xinjiang country you just went to in the afternoon?" It's all negotiated? ”

Ye Siheng nodded, "With your warrant, the first assistant of the Xinjiang State will naturally respond in one bite." He also said that the grain stored in the granary of Xinjiang for nearly ten years can be as much as you want. ”

Nanli breathed a sigh of relief.

In the face of natural disasters, those gold, silver and jewelry are sometimes the least useful, and food is the most important.

It is also a loss to the second brother who used to store grain, so Kyoto's current grain reserves are enough, and the price of rice is quite normal.

However, it is different in other places, and the grain in Mu is not much, and it is not enough to spread to the whole country for the people to fill their stomachs.

Some black-hearted businessmen took the opportunity to raise prices, and the people could not afford to buy grain at all.

But Xinjiang is different, because the four seasons are like spring, and the grain production is abundant.

I thought that the granary of Xinjiang only had two or three years of grain storage, but I didn't expect that there would be ten years!

Xuanyuan Che added another sentence: "The lord of the country is not the ten-year grain of the people of Xinjiang, but the ten-year grain of the people of the whole world." ”

"So much?" Nanli was even more surprised.

The Taoist priests of Xuan Zhengji also gasped and widened their eyes.

Ten years of food for the people of the whole world......

That's a lot!

Ye Si Heng sat down in his robe and nodded slightly, "I heard that someone raised a Gu worm that can double the grain production, and in just two or three years, so much grain has been saved." ”

"The relationship between Xinjiang and Muslim has always been tense, so Xinjiang has never wanted to go to Muslim to sell grain."

"Oh yes, the head of the Xinjiang country insists that I convey a word to you."

Nanli blinked, "What's the matter?" ”

"The lord of the country is indeed the lucky star of my country, as soon as you ascend the throne, you will solve the problem of storing grain for the country, long live the lord of the country!" Yaji Heng repeated it in Shousuke's tone.

The corners of Nanli's mouth twitched slightly, "This can also be a reason to praise me?" ”

The chill on Xuanyuan Che's body receded slightly.

He turned around and said respectfully: "Yes, because there is too much old grain in Xinjiang, and the people of Xinjiang can't sell it, and they are reluctant to throw it away, and the officials are having a headache." Shoufu also said that the price given by the lord of the country is too high, according to the price of Xinjiang, one stone of rice is only 200 Wen. ”

"Two hundred?! One stone of rice!? Ming Chong, who was in charge of money and food, immediately had blue eyes in his eyes, "How to buy it?!" Where to buy!? Did you go directly to Xinjiang and carry it back? ”

Mingfeng pressed him: "Senior brother, calm down." Xinjiang sells 200 Wen, but now that the snow is covering the mountains, it is difficult to say whether it can be transported over. Even if it could be transported, it would be unimaginable to expect such a heavy snowfall, so I don't know how much silver it would cost to get to Kyoto. ”

After hearing this, Ming Chong calmed down.

That's right, too.

Shipping goods is expensive.

Ming Qin muttered: "It's useless to go to Xinjiang to buy grain, when the grain is delivered, it's summer." ”

Why did the Nine Princes and the Nine Princesses be stupid this time?

Far water can't save the near fire.

But only Cang'an looked at the teleportation talisman on the table in the room, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said, "Ninth Princess, are you planning to use the talisman to transport grain?!" ”

Nanli looked at him and smiled: "You have a very bright brain." ”

Cang'an scratched his head a little embarrassed.

San Ming also felt that there was light on his face, and he deliberately looked at He Qinian, and then asked how this plan should be implemented.

Nanli held a teleportation talisman between his fingers and said: "First send two people to Xinjiang to get grain, Yezhou is the central hub of Mu State, and the grain delivery people are waiting here to distribute the grain, and then use the talisman to send the grain to various states and counties." ”

Xuanyuan Che was puzzled: "Lord of the country, I'm afraid it's not enough for two people to get food, right?" ”

Nanli continued: "It's enough to have a hidden talisman, no matter how much rice and grain you have, you can take it away, which is also convenient for the grain delivery team to send grain." ”

As she spoke, she demonstrated.

Xuanyuan Che watched as the object was put into a sack, and after the talisman was attached, it became smaller and lighter, and it could be carried around, and in an instant, the admiration in his eyes was about to pour out.

"Long live the lord of the country!"

Nanli knew that he was going to kneel again, so he hurriedly said, "Don't kneel, you go and choose the person who will deliver the food, don't delay here." ”

Xuanyuan Che's body was a little stiff.

Because he had just warmed up.

But for the sake of the lord of the country, he can fight!

He gritted his teeth and wanted to rush out of the house without hesitation.

Nanli dragged him, stuffed a talisman into his placket, and said, "Carry it." ”

Before Xuanyuan Che could ask what this talisman was, he felt a warm current in his chest hit his body.

The cold storm and snow outside are not so terrible.

His eyes were red, "The lord of the country ......"

Such a good lord, where is he looking for!