He watched as Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin opened the large glazed "platform" in a familiar manner, and then like magic, took out several green vegetables with water droplets on them.
There are actually two big radishes with dirt on them!
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, almost thinking there was something wrong with his eyes.
It’s unmistakable, it’s verdant and green, with an earthy smell!
So, there are vegetables under that glazed platform!
He walked over with dull eyes, and then saw a large patch of green vegetables of all kinds. He almost suspected that it was summer!
No, even in the summer, it is rare for an ordinary wealthy family to see so many types of vegetables. Not to mention anything else, just the price of spinach is staggeringly high. Even in his house, it is ordinary.
It's hard to eat it once.
You can eat it here in winter.
He looked at the dilapidated yard, then looked at the green vegetables, the crystal clear and beautiful colored glaze everywhere, and he was completely confused.
Seeing this guy, they were so shocked that they were almost dumbfounded. The corners of their mouths turned up and their eyebrows danced with joy.
Tsk - country bumpkin!
It's getting late, and in future generations, it's almost time to move forward. We can't let so many people wait.
Therefore, the meat is stewed first, and the side dishes are cooked first.
With the help of Li Shimin, Cheng Yaojin and others, the prince lifted the knife and dropped it, crackling, and after a while, several side dishes for drinking were prepared.
Until Li Junxian, Wei Zheng and others consciously brought the food to them. The tempting fragrance lingered in their noses, and everyone couldn't help but secretly twitch their Adam's apple and swallow their saliva.
Only then did Fang Xuanling understand why His Majesty the Emperor specifically said that he wanted to take him something good to eat.
Is it a matter of eating something good?
This is simply a gluttonous feast, a divine delicacy!
In particular, these green vegetables are placed in crystal clear and beautifully patterned glass bowls, which complement each other so beautifully that it almost makes people reluctant to put down their chopsticks.
"Lao Fang, this is your first time coming to Zian's place. Come, come, come - you're welcome, try Zian's craftsmanship, I guarantee you will never forget it and want to come here every day - ahem, I want to be a guest here..."
Cheng Yaojin said, raised his chopsticks and started using them.
Although I just had a big meal at Wang Zi'an two days ago, it is impossible to eat such delicious food in just a few days, and eighteen meals a day is not enough!
Woohoo - delicious!
Seeing that everyone was eating without caring about the image, Fang Xuanling quickly picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.
As soon as the food was in his mouth, he cried.
Why was I so reserved just now? I was so stupid to start so slowly!
"Zian, do you still need an accountant here? How about I change my job and work as an accountant for you? I just need someone who stutters -"
Full of entrances and joyful spirits, even Wei Zheng, who has always been rigid and serious, couldn't help but make a joke.
"Ah - no, you are too delicious -"
Wang Zi'an waved his hands exaggeratedly, and a burst of laughter suddenly erupted from the wine table. The joyful laughter was like a bird with wings, flying across the room and flying into the distance.
"Zian, please try how our wine tastes -"
Li Shimin held the wine glass and looked at Wang Zi'an expectantly.
"Well, it's not bad. The water is mainly good, but the tool materials you use are not good. If you use green bamboo, pear wood, or even sandalwood, the effect may be better..."
Wang Zi'an had a drink and commented casually.
Is this a good name?
This was the first time for Fang Xuanling to drink this kind of wine. It was refreshing, mellow and full of strength. It was infinitely better than the wines he had drunk before.
What surprised him was that upon hearing Wang Zi'an's comment, his Majesty the Emperor and several of his colleagues all looked as if they were taking it for granted and not surprised at all.
He suddenly felt bad all over.
So, I am the least knowledgeable one?
Is there really a better wine than this in this world?
"Let's talk about it when I get a chance. In fact, I don't have much of this kind of drink. This thing really consumes too much food..."
Li Shimin picked up the wine glass, took a sip, then put down the wine glass reluctantly, leaned on the back of the chair, and sighed with emotion.
Hearing what His Majesty the Emperor said, Wei Zheng couldn't help but nodded with relief. After all, he was not with the wrong person.
Hearing this, Cheng Yaojin suddenly put down his wine glass and said casually while picking up vegetables.
"Zian, aren't you proficient in the art of Shen Nong? Can you grow vegetables even in the winter? Is there any way to increase food production - "
When Cheng Yaojin said this, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up and their ears perked up.
Wang Zi’an:……
"I'm proficient in the art of Shen Nong. I'm just messing around. But even if I have some ways to increase production, given our current conditions, it's just a drop in the bucket and can't solve the fundamental problem..."
Wang Zi'an said casually while picking up vegetables.
Before chemical fertilizers and high-quality grain seeds were available, it was almost impossible to significantly increase grain production, and he knew that.
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he saw everyone at the table stopping their chopsticks and staring at him with bright eyes.
Staring at him almost made him feel embarrassed.
"What's wrong?"
He glanced at several people with some confusion.
Fortunately, all of you are still big shots. What does this look like when you are so surprised?
"Zian, do you really have a way to increase food production?"
Cheng Yaojin's face showed a rare seriousness.
Wang Zi’an:……
Is your focus a bit biased?
But seeing everyone staring at him with serious faces, he had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and said seriously.
"Yes, maybe a little bit, but even if one acre of land can add thirty or twenty kilograms, what's the use? Isn't the food enough? Oh, no, your acres are small, and one acre of land is probably only
Ten or twenty kilograms, not even..."
One acre of land adds one to twenty pounds!
Even if it doesn’t happen, it’s still a big deal!
How much will the country increase each year?
Everyone's breathing, including Li Shimin's, couldn't help but become a little heavier. Even Changsun Wuji, who had always kept a straight face and pretended to be mute and invisible when it was time to fuck and eat, couldn't help but feel a sudden surge in his heart.
trembling.
"One acre of land increases by ten or twenty kilograms! Zian, is this true?"
Wei Zheng's beard trembled with excitement, he jumped up and grabbed Wang Zi'an's arm.
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but be speechless.
Because he lives in a rural area, he has some knowledge of the grain output of the Tang Dynasty. With sufficient water, good farmland, and good weather, he can produce about 200 kilograms.
Even if we use some of the farming methods of later generations, cultivate intensively, and without chemical fertilizers, one acre of land would weigh less than 300 kilograms.
Compared with the output of our descendants, which can easily reach thousands of kilograms per mu, how can this be nothing?