Dress up as a hot farm wife, take care of her cubs and raise her husband to farm

Most of the things Liangyan feeds its livestock are bean poles, sorghum poles, etc., which are incomparable to the vast grassland of Beiqi.

Now the fresh corn stalks can be eaten by livestock, and there will be one more kind of food to feed in the future.

"This thing is good. The poles can be fed to horses and the grains can be eaten."

"Yeah, if the horses eat these, then the cows will too."

"The poles can be used as firewood when dried in the autumn. They are really full of treasures."

"I just don't know how it tastes. If it's hard to swallow, then..."

Chen Dianli didn't finish what he said, but everyone understood what he meant.

They know better than anyone how much effort was put into all the experimental fields in the north, especially during the spring plowing period when there was a war.Only those who have experienced it firsthand can understand the difficulty of spring plowing when people are in panic.If it really tastes bad and the work is in vain, not only Master Fu Yin will be disappointed, they will be too.

Li Hui didn't know what everyone was thinking. After walking around the experimental field for a long time and coming back, he urged everyone to get on the bus.

"What's wrong, sir? Something happened?" Shen Jue looked solemn.

Seeing that he had misunderstood, Li Hui waved his hands and said with a chuckle:
"Nothing's wrong. I just want to take these things back and let them be cooked in the canteen. Let's try to see if they taste good first. If they taste good, let the post station rush to the capital to give them to the capital for a taste."

They had just raised the issue of "taste", but they didn't expect Mr. Li to think about it with them.

"Yes, yes, sir, that's what you said. Liangzi, hurry up and get ready, let's go back now." Mou Haibin urged.

Cheng Xue had already boarded the carriage and was waiting. When Li Hui came in, the carriage set off back to Fucheng.

Half an hour later, the smell of cooking corn was everywhere in the government office. Even if the corn was not sticky, it tasted best when it was freshly cut and put into the pot without mashing.

Li Heng and Yan Yixin stayed in the government office, went back and forth to the dining hall several times, and finally came back carrying the basin as they wished.

The moment the door opened, everyone's eyes were focused on it. Liu Yuliang and several yamen came forward to help put the big basin on the table.

The yellow, orange, and steaming corn is very exciting.However, no one took advantage of it, just waiting for Li Hui to get it first.

"Don't be shy if there are no outsiders. Let's each take one and try it first."

As soon as he spoke, everyone stepped forward and extended their hands, and soon words such as "um", "um", and "not bad" were heard in the room.

The government officials ate quickly and ate five sticks of corn in an instant. They nodded as they ate, and their previous worries obviously no longer existed.

After Yan Yixin finished eating, he came to Li Hui and said:
"Uncle, we need to send someone to inspect the experimental field. This stuff can fill your stomach and tastes good. It's hard to guarantee that someone with wrong ideas will go astray."

Hearing this, Li Hui thought it was reasonable, glanced at Liu Yuliang and said nothing.The latter was also sensible. He took another stick before finishing the meal in his hand, and then went out to make arrangements.

Everyone liked the taste of boiled corn, and Dexi came in from the outside door with a large plate of steaming roasted corn in his hand.

"Sir, my wife grilled this over charcoal fire. I asked Bai Wei to bring it over for you adults to try."

Li Heng walked over, took the plate, and brought it to his father.

At first glance, it was given according to the number of people here. After each person took one ear, there was still one left on the plate for Liu Yuliang.Shen Jue took a bite of the baked food, nodded and said:
"This stuff is really good. It's delicious both boiled and baked."

"Yes, yes, it's just not easy to store. If you take all that much back, it won't last long." Sun Dianli expressed worry in his words.

Upon seeing this, Li Heng smiled, waved his hands, and explained:
"Master Sun, don't panic, this is nibbling green beans, they are not yet ripe. Just like when we eat soybeans in the farmhouse when they are immature, we pick them back and cook them with salt. They just eat them fresh."

"What about when it matures? Won't it become old and hard?" Sun Dianli continued to ask.

His family background is very good. He has never farmed since his father's generation, so he doesn't know much about crops.

Li Heng happened to have nothing to do, so he told him in detail how to eat the grains when they were ripe.Although this was his first time coming into contact with it, it looked like a soybean, so it would definitely be fine for grinding noodles.

"...The thinner ones are used for baking, and the thicker ones are used for porridge. As for grains, if they are not cooked enough after a stick of incense, cook them for half an hour. If they don't work for an hour, they will always be soft."

Sun Dianli and the others understood this and nodded slowly, feeling that it was reliable.

It's so delicious when it's young, and it will probably become even more delicious when it matures.

Li Hui has already gone to his office in the back room to write a memorial. Since everyone is okay with the taste, the best thing to do is to hurry up and transport it to the capital.

That night, city guards and government officials patrolled the test fields across the northern border to ensure that nothing would be lost.

Ten days later, the Jingcheng Station received the memorial and corn from the northern state capital.It happened that Xiao Qinglin came here to deliver a letter, so he brought the things into the palace.He has special privileges. He can enter the palace at any time during the day without asking for permission. Sometimes he is more comfortable than the three princes.

A total of five large sacks of corn were transported, and Yu Linwei helped bring them to the imperial study room. The eunuch Fu Yong hurriedly stepped forward when he saw the things.

"Hey, Mr. Xiao Xiao, what did you get?"

"Waist reed." Xiao Qinglin replied, "Last year I brought the seeds back from South Vietnam and gave them to the northern governor to plant. Now that they have been planted, he has sent some to the emperor to taste. Is the emperor free at the moment?"

Fu Yong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"The Holy One is discussing with the three princes about the examination next year. Mr. Xiao, please wait a moment while I go in to inform you."

"You are rich through hard work, father-in-law."

Although he is an official and he is a slave, Fuyong is the person next to the emperor's uncle. He does not look at the monk's face but the Buddha's face, so it is necessary to show him some respect.Otherwise, if these officials, who are working hard for the country, are nagged by the emperor, it will be enough to break their legs.

Today, the Holy Master Yan Yunchen has three sons and two daughters. The five children are all of the same age, and their biological mothers are not of high rank, and they are not daughters of a wealthy family.Except for the two princesses who were raised by their biological mothers, the other three princes were all raised by the emperor himself.

They have eaten and rested in the same place since childhood. Although the three children were not born to the same mother, their relationship is better than that of their own children, and they are full of brothers and sisters.

Soon, Fu Yong trotted out, asked someone to carry the things in, and respectfully invited Xiao Qinglin to come in.
After the greetings, the eldest prince Yan Jing came over, looked at the bag on the ground, and asked:
"Cousin, is this the waist reed you brought back from South Vietnam? Did the old farmer in the north really grow it?"

The three brothers secretly called Li Hui "Lao Nong Li". He always talked about "being from a farmer". The three princes who were not yet crowned princes were naturally a little naughty.

Xiao Qinglin nodded, took out the memorial from his arms, presented it with both hands and said:
"Your Majesty, this is the memorial sent with the grain."