A gust of autumn wind blew, and in the fields where the rice had been harvested, Li Lian and a few people drove a large group of ducks in to catch insects to eat.

At this time in the rice fields, insects are at their most panicked.

The old rice has been harvested, but the new hiding place has not yet been found. All kinds of small spiders and bugs have entered the duck's mouth one after another.

However, neither Fang Xuanling, Dai Zhou nor Li Kuan were interested in watching the scene of ducks eating insects.

"Okay! These two guys finally did not disappoint me!"

Li Kuan quickly took a look at the good news that Xue Li sent back, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Ahem!"

"Ahem!"

Fang Xuanling and Dai Zhou were embarrassed to compete with Li Kuan to read the good news, so they had to cough desperately to remind Li Kuan that they were nearby.

"Prime Minister, Dai Shangshu, your worries can be relieved. After this battle, no one in Xue Yantuo will dare to easily provoke the Tang Dynasty in a few years."

While Li Kuan was talking, he handed the good news in his hand to Fang Xuanling.

This good news came at the right time, it was simply a divine assist.

Anyway, the Turks were living in fear in the Yunzhong Governor's Mansion. They were afraid that the Xue Yantuo people would cause trouble for them, so they simply moved inland.

There were already tens of thousands of Turks in Chang'an City before, and their lives were better than imagined. This further strengthened the idea of ​​​​the Turks on the border to cooperate with the imperial court in moving inward.

"This... with an army of 3,000, killed more than 5,000 Xueyantuo people? The fight made Yi Nan's army of 100,000 flee? This is too..."

Although Fang Xuanling hoped that the good news in his hand was true, the content inside looked like it was false.

"His Royal Highness the King of Chu, you are not deliberately acting to encourage me to go to His Majesty to support your suggestion, are you?"

Fang Xuanling looked at Li Kuan suspiciously, feeling that this good news was such a coincidence. The key was that the content inside was too unbelievable.

"Xiang Xiang, the good news can be faked, but the heads of the Xueyantuo people cannot be faked. In fact, in my opinion, if the army can find more than five thousand heads, then the actual casualties of the Xueyantuo people will definitely be greater than this.

Some people who were directly killed by explosives or trampled by random horses may not be included in the statistics."

Although Li Kuan also felt that the result was much better than what he wanted, based on his understanding of Su Lie and Xue Li, it was impossible for them to falsely report their military exploits.

In fact, as long as they can harvest the heads of one or two thousand Xueyantuo people this time, it will be a great achievement. There is no need to take huge risks and come up with a false figure of more than five thousand.

There is a complete mismatch between input and output, and only fools would do this.

Just like some companies in later generations have committed fraud. If it is enough to double the performance, there is no need to say that it has doubled five or six times, otherwise, someone will expose it accidentally.

"If it is true, then I will definitely support your proposal in front of His Majesty. Not only that, I will coordinate all efforts to fully promote your proposal."

Although Fang Xuanling was a little worried about whether Li Kuan had any special motives for being so keen on the cause of "serving the country and the people."

But considering that this matter was indeed beneficial to Datang, Fang Xuanling thought about the answer for a while and made his decision.

What His Royal Highness the King of Chu does is different from His Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness the King of Wei. If only His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had such foresight, His Majesty would not be so dissatisfied every time.

…

Du He was in a good mood recently and took the initiative to invite Changsun Chong and other distinguished disciples to have dinner at Wuheju.

"Brother Du, I heard that the live fish in your house recently sold for six cents a pound in the Western Market? If you add up, the Du family will have a lot of considerable income this year."

A large area of ​​land near Qujiang Pool belongs to the Du family, and it is the largest freshwater fish breeding center in Chang'an City. This is not a secret in the eyes of the nobles and people of Chang'an City.

The Du family lived in Chang'an City and had a good reputation.

"Brother Chai, hey, I can't help it. We have to support so many people in our house, and my eldest brother is worried about it. As a younger brother, I have to help come up with ideas."

Du He felt very comfortable hearing Chai Lingwu's words, but he pretended to be modest.

In this small group, Du He's presence and status are relatively low. Whether it is Changsun Chong or Chai Lingwu, their status is more prominent than him. Even Gao Zhenxing, who is sitting under him now, as the son of Gao Shilian,

He also did better in Chang'an City than he drove himself.

"Li Kuan worked so hard to transport fish from Dengzhou to Chang'an, but he didn't expect that it would lead to the trend of eating fish among everyone. He probably didn't expect that the ultimate beneficiary would be Brother Du."

Gao Zhenxing is younger and speaks very directly.

However, he is considered to be the best martial artist among this group of people, so he can be on an equal footing with everyone.

"Yes, after Brother Du married Princess Chengyang last year, his luck changed drastically."

Chai Lingwu couldn't help but feel jealous. He was not a very good person, but because of his good background and relatively noble status, he still had a place in Chang'an City. Otherwise, Li Tai would not spend money to win over him.

"Come, let's toast Brother Du."

Changsun Chong was also very satisfied with this little follower and couldn't help but give Du He some face.

…

In Shijia Village, a few miles away from the Prince of Chu's Mansion, next to a small barren mountain, a thatched house stood on the hillside, surrounded by a wooden fence, and two geese were kept inside to look after the house.

This is Shi Yang's home.

Although the living standards of the people of the Tang Dynasty have improved a lot in recent years, it depends on what they are compared to.

Just like Shi Yang, he was already living a good life among ordinary people in the Tang Dynasty.

The rice fields that Shi Yang's family rents are more than eight acres, which is relatively small.

However, in this way, their rice will be harvested at the earliest.

Seeing the golden rice on the bamboo sunbathing mat, Shi Yang's face was filled with joy.

"Baby, I'm going to Chang'an City first."

"Wait a minute, bring two more pancakes, don't go hungry."

Shi Yang's mother-in-law knitted woolen clothes at home and sold them at the market to supplement the family income; at the same time, she also took care of the two children at home.

However, the eldest child has already gone to elementary school in Prince Chu's Mansion, so she basically doesn't need to worry about it.

"Okay, it's okay to bring two more. I don't know when they will be sold out."

Shi Yang looked at the densely packed crucian carp and grass carp that stuck their heads out of the water in the big wooden barrel. His face was both worried and full of longing.

Of the eight acres of fish, I just randomly caught them in one of the fish ditches, and fifty or sixty fish came out. How can I sell so many fish?

"I heard that in Chang'an City, a pound of live fish can be sold for five cents, but I estimate that with so many fish sellers suddenly, the price will definitely fall. In my opinion, as long as it can be sold, it doesn't matter how much it costs.

Any pound will do."

Shi Yang's mother-in-law often goes to the market to sell woolen clothes, and she does have some discernment.

"I know that these fish have no capital to begin with. They are all unexpected output from the rice fields. Even if one fish can only be sold for a penny, we still make a profit."

Shi Yang calculated silently in his mind. According to the calculation of one thousand fish per acre, eight acres of land would equal 8,000 fish, half of which would belong to the Prince of Chu's Mansion, and he would have 4,000 fish.

Even if it's a penny a piece, there are still four coins.

Thinking of this, Shi Yang's breathing became faster.

I have never seen so much money.

If this really comes true, the money I will earn this year will be more than what I have earned in the past years combined.

Moreover, this does not include the rice in the ground.

"Yes, then you should go and come back early."

Under the farewell of two big white geese, Shi Yang pushed the wheelbarrow toward Chang'an City.

With the continuous rotation of the wheel, the air transmission mechanism follows the movement and continuously blows air into the water in the barrel, making the sound of "puff, puff, puff" of water bubbles.

We had to push a wheelbarrow for seven to eight miles, and even though most of the road was already cemented, it took us nearly an hour to reach the gate of Chang'an City.

"Hey, fish seller, how do you sell this fish?"

Before Shi Yang came to Xishi, someone asked him on the road.

"I heard that a pound of live fish in the West Market costs five cents. I'll give you a 20% discount. How about four cents a pound?"

Shi Yang was the first group of people to sell rice field fish, and he was also the luckiest group.

In a few days, as a large number of live fish come to the market, the price will inevitably fall to a record low.

"Okay, your price is quite sincere, but you have to help me deliver it to Wuhejuli, and I only want the fish to be alive. If the fish dies when we get there, I don't want it."

The person who spoke was obviously the guy in charge of procurement at Wuhe Curie, and he was obviously trying to take advantage.

However, this was Shi Yang's first time selling fish, and it had already been an hour since the fish insect family arrived in Chang'an City, and he hadn't seen any dead fish, so he didn't take the waiter's words seriously.

However, a passerby nearby kindly reminded me, "If you pretend to be fishy like this, everyone will die soon, right? You might as well go to the nearby shops and ask door to door to see who wants to buy fish."

"It's okay. Miss Wu arranged for people to tell everyone that as long as they don't stop in one place, the fish will not die during transportation."

Shi Yang's honest, honest and simple look made several passers-by who lived nearby couldn't help but run home and bring a wooden bucket to buy a fish.

The guy next to Wuheju was not in a hurry and looked at Shi Yang with a curious expression.

During this period, the price of live fish in the West Market is no longer cheap. Considering that after the live fish are shipped back, most of them will die. In order to ensure the quality, Wuheju never uses dead fish to cook for guests, so every day

Fish are actually not cheap in Wuheju.

And the stone-raised wooden barrels are densely packed with fish mouths. According to the clerk’s experience, as the passerby just said, they will all die in a short time.
To be continued...