Chapter 1106

But she didn't know that the person she owed was not her, but Shen Qingci.

"Go and have a look at it for me," Shen Qing said. Now he is the eldest son of Baimei. What does he look like? But surely they are all very strong children.

When Baimei comes with her son's hand, Shen Qing resigns to like this little fat man. Really, Baimei has raised the child very well. Now, the child who is about to be three years old is also very smart and cute.

Shen Qingci took his purse and put it in the child's hand.

"Thank you, ma'am."

Xiaopangdun knelt down and kowtowed to Shen Qingci. She said, "Xiaoyuan, thank you, madam."

Shen Qingci rubbed her little head. Her eyes were clear and her lips were smiling. She was really liked by children. Of course, she always liked children very much, and she had some tolerance for children.

"It's just that you're here."

Shen Qingci has one thing to do now. She wants Baimei to do it.

And white plum is also standing there waiting for the master's orders, small fat Dun to see this, and then to see that.

A pair of eyes is also snoring around, a look will know that this is a clever child.

And he also carried his little hand behind him. He held one bead after another in his little hand. Shen Qingci gave a lot of gifts to meet him. He was afraid that there were more than ten gold and silver beads in this purse.

However, for children, they are only curious about these beads, as for what is made, they do not seem to have too many concepts in it.

After settling down her son, Bai Mei set out to do what Shen Qingci had investigated. She was always in front of Shen Qingci. In the past ten years, she seldom left. Therefore, she can handle the affairs in the house easily.

Soon after, she brought back the news that Shen Qingci wanted to know.

"Really not?"

Shen Qingci asked again.

"No, No

Bai Mei replied, "none of these people is pregnant."

"That's good," said Shen Qing, turning the jade bracelet on his wrist. The bracelet is in the jingling ring. The sound of Qingluo is good.

It doesn't matter when they give birth to a child, and it doesn't belong to her. As long as they don't have children now, they don't immediately have a group of pregnant people after meeting her.

At that time, I'm afraid that she will really become the mother of giving away children. Everyone wants to touch it.

She didn't want to do anything like this.

And now it is to let her breathe a sigh of relief, and then there should be no one to mention that she can give birth to a child.

In the distance, that piece of spring scenery, but also reminds her of the village snow vegetables, it should be time to harvest seeds.

Of course, she did not know that at the time of the reign, Si Nong was holding a potherb and was spitting about the growth of this year's potherb to Emperor Wenyuan.

The more he said, the more excited he was, the more loud his voice was. The more he said, he wanted to feel his tears.

"My emperor is so prosperous that he kneels on the ground. Even if the dish is buried in the snow for two months, everything in the world is not long, but it is still growing perfectly. When it is dug out of the snow, it is still green and fresh."

"My Lord, my people don't have to be hungry any more."

Don't think it's just food. In times of famine, it can be eaten as food. Even if it lasts for a day, it may save many lives.

"Good, good, good!"

Emperor Wenyuan patted the table hard. Now when he saw these vegetables, how could he be so excited? After two years, they finally planted them in a large area.

Moreover, this kind of potherb is better than they thought. It can be planted for two or three seasons a year. Compared with ordinary crops, it is more resistant to freezing and drought. It does not choose the land or the weather.

"When can I let the people of Zhouzhou eat potherb?"

Emperor Wenyuan asked, this is what he wants to know. Nowadays, this kind of pickle is not rare in Beijing. He has it in his palace, and all the ministers in the imperial court have eaten it. But what he wants is not to make these dishes precious. What he wants is that the people of the whole week can eat it.

Naturally, he had a good idea.

"Holy Lord," he bent down again.

"As long as the seeds of this season are collected, people can come to learn planting techniques, and then distribute the seeds to them. By next year, most families will have food to eat."

"In at least another two years, pickles will be like sweet potatoes, which ordinary people can eat and see."

After all, if you want to plant a new crop and want everyone to see it, it will take years, maybe decades, because of the seed problem.

Now that the sauerkraut has been growing for two years, the seeds collected are enough to be distributed. At the beginning, these sauerkraut were planted bit by bit with a handful of seeds.It is not easy to plant a handful of seeds to several mu, and it is not successful every time, although it is said that this kind of pickle can not be planted well.

However, it has only been planted here, and it is still hard to say about other places.

So two years is only a conservative estimate.

However, by next year, the vast majority of people will really be able to eat this dish.

"Two years?" Emperor Wenyuan was not too satisfied with the two years. Even in January, he felt late.

He really didn't want to starve to death of any one of the people in Dazhou. As the son of heaven, he was so distressed and lied.

"If you do this, you must let the counties and prefectures learn how to plant as soon as possible."

"The minister leads the decree."

Si Nong quickly kowtowed heavily on the ground, and then stood up again, holding a dish and standing aside.

"Lord Shuo."

Emperor Wenyuan looked at Shuo king again.

"Maybe it's going to take you a lot more trouble."

The pickle was originally planted by Luo Hengxu himself. For the habits of the pickle, it may be that Si Nong was not able to catch up with him. The most important thing is that he was the one who planted the sauerkraut with a handful of seeds.

And what they have to do now is to plant the sauerkraut again with a handful of seeds.

"The minister leads the decree."

With a slight nod of his head, he did have to go through it once. After all, it was related to the livelihood of the people, and he was careless for a moment.

When he returned to the mansion, he was ready for the trip.

"Take them back with you."

Shen Qingci plays with Guo'er's little hand. Guo'er is leaning against her mother's arms. She has five small hands full of flesh. Don't mention how cute it is. Shen Qingci took her daughter's hand and bit her gently.

Guo'er blinked her eyes. Maybe she was afraid. She thought her mother was going to eat her. She shrank her small body, but she still didn't take back her little hands.

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