"As long as you don't ask me about the secret method of smelting refined iron, I'll do it with you this time."

Yang Chuan looked at Liu Ling and said with a warm smile: "I don't want to be cut into sticky meat by the emperor before I grow up, and then pickled with the fine salt of Cao Xiang's family and let other ministers of civil and military affairs eat it." ”

Liu Ling chuckled, sat down very elegantly, and said, "I haven't really taken it to heart about a method of refining iron;

Yang Chuan, my sister-in-law takes a fancy to you.

Do you know that from the first day you entered Chang'an City, I, Liu Ling, began to pay attention to you? ”

Yang Chuan said with a smile: "I'm a farmer, don't I know how to cook a few delicious meals, how can I get into the blue eyes of your Lord Liu Lingweng?" ”

Liu Ling chuckled, like an ignorant girl, stretched out a slightly wrinkled green onion white finger, and gestured at the tip of Yang Chuan's pen: "You, you're really a little boy who hasn't grown up......"

Yang Chuan glanced down: "Actually, it's not small. ”

Liu Lingdeng's laughter trembled, and naturally, Yang Chuan's most disgusting 'cover mouth smile' appeared, and said: "If you haven't experienced the wind and rain and the rolling waves, you half-sized children will always be half-sized children." ”

Yang Chuan couldn't help but laugh.

What does this woman say?

Yang Chuan was in his heart, in fact, compared the woman in front of him with the Zhuo family, he only felt that this world was really a bit evil.

Zhuo was born in a merchant family, for the sake of Sima Xiangru's kind of goods, he opened a wine shop, sold wine and meat on the street, and now there is a 'Tianfu world' in Chang'an City, which is almost the largest female boss of Fengyue Field in the Han Empire.

Zhuo's gives people the feeling that she is an infatuated, fierce and simple woman.

This Liu Ling was born in an extremely noble background, the princess of Huainan, the lord of Weng, second only to the princess of the Han Dynasty, but now it seems that he is not much different from a person in the family.

If you really want to talk about it, it gives Yang Chuan the feeling that this Liu Ling is almost the same as Li Yannian and others.

Of course, this is only scratching the surface.

Princess Pingyang sent a message calling Liu Ling a poisonous snake......

"Let's get down to business," Yang Chuan lay down on Ma Zazi and said indifferently: "Ploughing cattle, mules and horses, I can find a way to talk about your five thousand Hun horses." ”

Liu Ling's commotion gradually retracted, and he said: "You give me 100,000 catties of fine iron, and I will give you 5,000 Xiongnu horses." ”

Yang Chuan directly refused: "Impossible." ”

Liu Linghun ignored Yang Chuan's words and continued: "Five thousand Hun horses can be equipped with nearly three thousand elite cavalry, and your A-brand field battalion can rise rapidly, which will naturally make the emperor have a good eye for you Yang Chuan. ”

Yang Chuan laughed: "The rank is more than the captain of 2,000 stones, my father-in-law Wei Qing, as a hussar general, in the battle of Henan, he killed more than 50,000 Hun cavalry, and captured no less than one million cattle, sheep and livestock;

But look at it, isn't it still impossible to be a marquis?

Lord Weng, if you really want to do business with me, you can help me do one thing first, and let my stepfather seal a Guan Neihou first, how about it? ”

Liu Ling stared at Yang Chuan's eyes and said very coldly: "It is not I, Liu Ling, who does not let Wei Qing become a marquis, but the emperor." ”

Yang Chuan sneered: "Fart! ”

Liu Ling took a deep breath and held it for a while before he said slowly: "The people in the Queen Mother's family are not dead, and the remnants of Tian Wei have not been eradicated, and he Wei Qing will never be able to seal the Hou." ”

Yang Chuan continued to sneer: "Please!" ”

Liu Ling finally couldn't bear it anymore, straightened up, and said condescendingly: "Yang Chuan, I think you are a young handsome man, you should be knowledgeable, smart and wise, but now it seems that you are really a child who has not grown up." ”

Yang Chuan simply closed his eyes and said one word lightly: "Get out." ”

Liu Ling took a deep breath.

This little thief!

Don't be angry, don't be angry, no, angry, angry!

After seven or eight breaths, Liu Ling suddenly took two steps forward, gently pushed Yang Chuan's elbow with the fork at the base of his thigh, and said softly: "Young Master Yang Chuan, it's not okay to be a concubine, if you are wrong......

Yang Chuan suddenly became a little mischievous, got up suddenly, and roared angrily: "Father Tangyi, where did you die, when did it happen, why hasn't Lao Tzu's mutton steamed bun been served yet?" ”

Because his movements were a little violent, he naturally gave the woman an elbow and pushed it in......

'Ouch' screamed.

Liu Ling ate an elbow, and was caught off guard, curled up like a shrimp in pain, squatting on the ground with a pale face, and the fierceness in his eyes was very obvious: "Yang Chuan, you thief!" ”

Yang Chuan looked confused, and said, "Lord Weng, what's wrong?" ”

"That who, cousin's father, hurry up, call a few women who have given birth and raised to come over, my sister-in-law Liu Ling suddenly has pain in her lower abdomen, is it that she has fetal gas and is about to have a miscarriage......"

……

At Liu Ling's small belly, he pushed over with a fierce elbow, causing the woman to directly lose her combat effectiveness, and was dragged back to the small attic by several women.

Yang Chuan clapped his hands and began to make mutton steamed buns for a long time.

When the sun is on the third pole, eat a bowl of hot, fragrant and delicious mutton steamed buns, chew a few cloves of garlic, and eat a few bites of Yang's pickles, this mood is very comfortable.

Liu Ling, a little girl, still wants to take advantage of this son? An old cow and a young grass?

Think beautifully!

"Uncle Tangyi, let's settle some small work for those thirty boys, and let them practice their hands first."

While eating mutton steamed buns, Yang Chuan casually ordered: "In addition, let a few stupid eagles go out and hunt all the pigeons within a radius of 100 miles."

Also, pay attention to whether there are eagles, harriers, golden eagles or anything in the sky, and once they appear, hunt them all.

I always feel that the situation is a little wrong recently, and anything in our Zhuangzi can be transmitted to Chang'an City in less than a day and night.

For everyone, including Cao Xiang, Huo Quzhi, Li Kang and those Yulin orphans, monitor them around the clock, and tell me as soon as there are any clues. ”

Tangyi's father nodded, and when he was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, he gave Yang Chuan a piece of bamboo pipe: "Childe, it was the ...... intercepted by Eagle 1 and Eagle 2 after they hunted a harrier."

……

After breakfast, Yang Chuan rode a jujube red horse and walked towards the cultivated land on the east bank of Weishui.

Along the way, large patches of wheat seedlings began to sprout, one row after another, each ridge is the five elements, which are sown by the 'five-legged cocoon cart' he designed.

The ridges of wheat are not only for the sake of beauty, but also for its lush growth, but also to facilitate subsequent weeding, watering and harvesting, and more importantly, to increase the yield of wheat by ventilation.

Yang Chuan estimated that at present, this mu of fertile land can harvest at least about two stones of wheat, which is almost three hundred and six catties, which is already the highest yield in the Han Empire.

In addition, as long as the water and fertilizer are sufficient, planting another crop of vegetables, millet and other crops on the wheat stubble is not a big income?

Everywhere is spring ploughing and sowing, and the sound of shouting cattle is vast and long, adding a lot of vitality to this long-abandoned land.

Because the rules of the 'tuntian system' are well set, and the organizational structure is effective and reasonable, whether it is Yulin orphans or servants, they are now full of energy, and basically no one dares to be lazy.

Yang Chuan was in a good mood.

That's right.

Only when there is a rational structure and good rules can the field battalion develop and grow in an orderly, tense and orderly manner.

How can I say it, well, it's almost the same as the opening of restaurants in later generations, right?

Many people don't understand, thinking that the food in a small restaurant is cheap and delicious, but the food in a big restaurant is expensive and not delicious, and it is purely a 'façade decoration', while some people are just the opposite.

In this regard, Yang Chuan has a lot to say.

He believes that the real gap between small restaurants and five-star hotels is not the taste of their meals and the level of decoration materials, but the rules.

The rules of small restaurants are often rough, and it seems that all the shopkeepers and guys are busy under the nose of the proprietress, and they are all tired like dogs, and they can't make much money;

Those star-rated hotels are not, almost all the clerks seem to be relatively idle, serving dishes, they will never cut vegetables, and they often have a lot of time, in their dirty hearts, teasing the little chef and the young lady at the front desk...... Even、The charm of the proprietress remains。

In short, there are rules and there are no rules, which are completely different things.

Therefore, Yang Chuan once said that the best choice for this person to eat out is to eat special dishes in a small restaurant and home-cooked meals in a big restaurant......

Yang Chuan has put a lot of effort into the future of the 'A No. 1 Field Battalion', and now, there is finally a little improvement and is on the right track.

The sound of hooves is audible, and the spring breeze is blowing.

Sister Leopard was lazily lying on the back of another war horse, looking like she was about to fall asleep.

Yang Chuan rode a horse and strolled, while admiring the beautiful scenery in front of him, his handsome little face was always warm and plain, and his waist was straight.

"Hello Lord Junhou!"

"Lord Junhou has worked hard!"

“……”

Along the way, he met those busy people from the grain protection team, forest ranger team, fishing and hunting team, infrastructure construction team and agricultural reclamation team, all of whom were grateful to him, Yang Chuan had no choice but to nod his head and say, "Comrade, cough cough, hello brothers." ”

"The Brethren Have Toiled ......"

In this way, most of the hours later, Yang Chuan came to the wasteland that Huo Quzhi was responsible for.

"Yang Chuan, you finally remembered me?"

As soon as they met, Huo Quzhi's face was ugly, covered with mud, grass clippings and wood chips, and he still carried a sharp axe in his hand, like a craftsman.

"This progress is good," Yang Chuan slowly got off the horse, and Wen Yan smiled: "How about it, are the sledgehammers and chisels for mining stone enough?" ”

Huo Quzhi scolded angrily: "Enough fart!" ”

"Look, we are now stonemasons, carpenters, masons, and farmers who farm, Yang Chuan, what do you want to do?"

"Also, there are so many fine iron in our warehouse, hurry up and get us more tools to take advantage of, look at this shovel and hoe, it is as dull as a stone slab, and it is still farming, planting a fart!"

Yang Chuan was indifferent to Huo Quai's annoyance, just carefully looked at a military village in front of him, and couldn't stop admiring: "Go sick, you are really a genius!" ”

"In such a difficult environment, there was a lack of necessary quarrying and logging tools, so the camp of the grain protection team was built in three or two days."

Huo Quzhi was irritable when he heard this, and wanted to pinch Yang Chuan's neck, lift this guy up, and shake it on the ground dozens of times.

Unexpectedly, Yang Chuan had already taken precautions, took advantage of the situation to avoid Huo Quai's sneak attack, and grinned: "You guy, you are cheap and sell miserably?" ”

Huo Quzhi's eyes widened, and he scolded: "Get a fart, look at it, what kind of bullshit method of yours has tired everyone into?" ”

Yang Chuan looked left and right, and said in a low voice: "Five thousand Hun horses, do you want them?" ”

Huo Quzhi was startled, grabbed Yang Chuan's collar with his hand, and lifted him two feet off the ground: "If you lie to me again, I will ......

Well, I'll just say, where are the five thousand Hun horses? ”

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