While the various prison cells were busy calling names to release people, Fangjiazhuang was still bustling with activity.
The flowing water mat starts at noon and lasts until dusk.
Regardless of whether they are dignitaries or businessmen and tourists passing by, as long as they want to please themselves, they can serve it on the table to enjoy the happiness.
The all-potato feast and all-corn feast are quite unique. One kind of grain can be made into dozens of patterns.
Compared with the delicacies of mountains and seas, this meal was actually very shabby, but no one who participated felt that it was out of place.
"I am truly lucky to have this meal today." Mr. Zhang sighed with emotion.
"Sir, please slow down, don't choke again, the young master still has to save you." A colleague on the side joked.
"Hahaha... If I can see this scene in my lifetime, it's worth choking to death!"
The old man, who usually avoids life and death the most, doesn't care at all, as if he would die in peace.
"Master, how to bake this cake?"
"That's a tortilla."
"What is this powder made of?"
"That's potato flour. It tastes best when served cold, but it's a little spicy."
"Young Master, you should eat too, there are so many delicious foods."
Someone lamented: "These are common people's cooking methods. Does Young Master want us to taste common people's home-cooked meals to be down-to-earth?"
Today, no one is dissatisfied.
Everyone sincerely admires and appreciates Young Master Fang Jue, and they all understand the significance of these grains.
Even Qin Shiyi secretly decided not to impeach Fang Jue in the future.
After lunch, Fang Jue took several senior ministers to play in Fangjiazhuang.
"I have long heard that there are many strange and strange things in Young Master's Zhuangzi. However, the imperial army kept a close watch on them in the past few days and could not get close... Today, we have got what we hoped for." Chen Li, the minister of Dali Temple, said with a smile.
"Young Master, are you still hiding something?" Shangguan Ding, the Minister of Civil Affairs, asked with a smile.
Everyone looked over with joking eyes, thinking that Shangguan Ding had asked a good question.
Fang Jue waved his hand: "As for food, that's basically it. I'm sending people to search for some more. Whether I can find them depends on my luck."
"Young Master is a scholar of heaven and man. No wonder the Emperor Zun Pavilion highly respects him and is willing to work hard for Young Master." Lin Yanhai, the Minister of Rites, said.
"Mr. Lin, you're too polite. I just got lucky and found some unique copies of ancient books, and then I realized that there are treasures hidden in the world." Fang Jue said modestly.
Zhuge Qingshan smiled and said: "Young Master is being polite, but I also know that Young Master is taking us to see something strange?"
After having lunch just now, everyone asked to visit the manor one after another, and Fang felt that it was difficult to refuse.
Fortunately, there was nothing shady in his village, and even if there was anything, it was well hidden so that it wouldn't be discovered just by wandering around.
"Shall I take you all to see my orchard?" Fang Jue thought for a moment and said.
"Oh, the orchard?" Everyone said with admiration, "Young Master's orchard must have a lot of good things."
So, Fang Jue led a few people to eat together.
When we walked to the orchard, someone was already joking about being hungry.
"I just arrived outside the garden and I can already smell the fragrance of fruits in the garden. There are so many novel flavors?"
"My lords, how about we play a game?" Fang Jue became interested.
Zhuge Qingshan smiled and said: "What do you want to play, young master?"
Fang Jue said: "I take care of many fruits and vegetables in my garden myself. If you find one you recognize, you can pick it at will."
"Hahaha..." Everyone laughed.
It's just a way of playing, the bonus doesn't matter, no one is short of these snacks.
However, several elders felt that their common sense was being challenged.
Chen Li said: "Young Master, do you think that when we become officials, we will forget about farming?"
"Before my official career was prosperous, I had an orchard at home. Young Master, you are going to lose. I will harvest them all for you, haha..." Zhuge Qingshan laughed.
Everyone nodded in the same way, saying that if they find one, they will definitely take off all of Fang Jue's hair.
What happened today made the young master too high and mighty. If he could be defeated, everyone would be happy to hear about it.
"Haha..." Fang Jue smiled without saying a word, his expression subtle.
If you can find one with the right name, I will resign on the spot and go into seclusion!
After the adults finished speaking, they dispersed and began to stroll around the garden under the protection of the imperial guards.
Then there was a long silence.
Fang Jue accompanied Zhuge Qingshan, smiling at the figures of other adults walking through the forest, and couldn't help laughing.
"In the young master's orchard, I looked all the way and didn't recognize any of them...are they all ones I don't have in Daxia?"
Zhuge Qingshan was a little horrified. To be honest, he really didn't expect that Fang Jue could have such a big hand.
This garden is close to half of the mountain and covers dozens of acres at least. Such a large orchard is actually full of novel fruits.
Suddenly, Zhuge Qingshan's eyes lit up and he smiled: "Young Master, you have lost to me!"
Fang Jue chuckled: "Sir, please?"
Zhuge Qingshan immediately walked under a shelf and pointed: "Aren't these grapes? Haha? Young Master, are you careless and forgot to plant this in the garden?"
Under the sun, the grapes grew extremely well, and the bunches of fruit hung tightly and hugely.
The imperial army also laughed. Grapes had long been introduced to Daxia from overseas, and the young division was about to suffer.
Unexpectedly, Fang Jue smiled: "Sir, you can taste one and you'll know it's not a grape."
"Huh?" Zhuge Qingshan stared, thinking that I have caught the real deal, and you still don't admit it?
He immediately walked over, picked off a slightly larger one, and put it in his mouth.
Subconsciously, I wanted to lick the flesh of the fruit and spit out the skin, but I couldn't get the skin out.
"These grapes don't spit out their skins. They are milk grapes. They are cultivated from grapes, but they are no longer considered grapes." Fang Jue introduced.
When Zhuge Qingshan heard this, he was shocked: "It has been hundreds of years since grapes were introduced to the Xia Kingdom, and all of them spit out their skin. The young master is trying to change the people of the Xia Kingdom's habit of eating grapes."
"Haha, what does it matter whether you change this habit or not?" Fang Jue smiled and shook his head, but did not say anything.
This thing is much more expensive than ordinary grapes. Most people are afraid that they will be reluctant to buy it, but it will not affect the overall situation of habits.
Zhuge Qingshan also laughed, because of this reason, he was just teasing.
The two walked side by side again.
Along the way, Fang Jue introduced various novel fruits to Zhuge Qingshan.
Zhuge Qingshan was a little dazzled by the dazzling array of orchards. He didn't know when he got up and started picking fruits all the way with his clothes on.
Most fruits can be eaten nowadays.
"I recognize this. This must be a plum, right?"
"Sir, those are peaches and plums..."
"What?"
"It is the fruit produced by grafting peaches and plums together."
"What is grafting?"
The knowledgeable First Assistant suddenly felt that he had met the enemy of his life. The questions he asked in the orchard today were more than the questions he had asked in several years.
Fang Jue smiled: "It is a farming method that has many uses. Many fruits and even grains can be grafted with each other to produce new varieties, all of which taste good."
"Young Master is really a man from heaven, how can he even understand this?" Zhuge Qingshan admired sincerely.
Fang Jue waved his hand, and Zhuge Qingshan stopped talking. He knew that Fang Jue didn't like to be respected as a god.
while walking.
Fang Jue suddenly turned around and said, "Why are those adults gone?"
"Maybe I don't want to disturb our conversation." Zhuge Qingshan said, no one in the government has any brains.
When the first assistant of the dynasty and the young master who is now at the peak of his power, they are talking together. Who would dare to listen without the knowledge?
Aren't you afraid of hearing something comparable to the secrets of the Musket Bureau, and then being investigated by the Hanging Sword Division?
Fang Jue nodded, and seeing that those people didn't bother him, he said something:
"Sir, when your son joins the Musket Bureau, I want him to start from the main job first, and then he can lead others after he is familiar with some crafts."
"Chief?"
Zhuge Qingshan's expression froze and he immediately shook his head: "This is the fifth level, it's too high."
"Most of the officials selected by Zhongzheng Xinke need to start as county magistrates of the seventh or eighth grade. He starts with the fifth grade. Who can he put in his eyes in the future?"
Fang Jue sneered, he felt that he was too young, and he was afraid that Zhuge Qingshan would be angry, so he only talked to him.
Unexpectedly, the old chief assistant is the old chief assistant. This is so enlightening.
Zhuge Qingshan said: "You must know that the mansions of major state capitals are of the fourth grade."
From the fourth level, it seems a bit low, but Xia State has 300 states!
When a newcomer enters the court and has an official rank close to the state capital, does he still have a sense of awe?
In the future, who will be tolerated?
Zhuge Qingshan was worried about this, and also worried that Zhuge Yong had no experience and would be criticized by others.
I was a little worried when I let Zhuge Yong enter the game. Zhuge Qingshan would never allow anyone to say that he was opening the back door for Zhuge Yong.
"But in my musketry bureau, the lowest one is the fifth-grade chief, and the ones below are the junior officials." Fang Jue said helplessly.
Zhuge Qingshan was slightly startled before he realized this.
"That's right, I forgot. The Musketeers Bureau is a hot spot. There are so many people who want to get in, and some people ask me to come up with ideas." Zhuge Qingshan shook his head.
Fang Jue knew that this was a test, and said with a smile: "Sir, feel free to ask, as long as the candidate is suitable, you can do it, but you have to spend some time at the grassroots level first. I will kick out those who are not qualified mercilessly."
"That's natural, state affairs cannot be ignored." Zhuge Qingshan nodded.
"Don't worry, sir, I will take care of your son." Fang Jue promised.
Zhuge Qingshan sighed: "That's it..."
If Zhuge Yong was really asked to start from a low-level official, Zhuge Qingshan would have nothing to do with him, and he would look too fake.