Chapter 933

[don't you eat? I think it's delicious and tastes good. For the people, the food that can fill their stomachs is good food. The so-called humble or elegant is only the second ancestor of a rich family who was born rich and didn't know about hunger and poverty.]

Your majesty not only had a big appetite and ate two, but also asked the imperial chef to prepare one for too female Jiang Yan.

Weici remembers clearly that the older your majesty is and his body is getting worse every day, he has rarely had such a good appetite.

[today's prosperous times are peaceful, but Yan'er can't forget the suffering of his ancestors in troubled times. At that time, he was always grateful and must put the people's livelihood in the first place, so as to live up to the blood and sacrifice of the sages. There is no distinction between high and low food. Can I say that if I throw all the delicacies of the state banquet to the pigs in the pigsty, they are cheap food and don't deserve to be eaten by all the gentlemen here Use?]

A few words not only smoothed out the malicious humiliation, but also showed his love for the people.

At the same time, she also handled it gently to avoid a bloody slaughter. If she doesn't say so, anyone who handles sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes, whether he is a foreign minister, servant, imperial chef or an official of this dynasty, is very likely to be crowned with an unwarranted crime and can't escape death.

If it is cleaned, at least more than 2000 lives will be lost.

The majesty of the emperor cannot be provoked by anyone!

His majesty chose to take it lightly, and even generously accepted sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes. He asked the imperial chef to use these two foods as materials to study all kinds of dishes, and then promote them throughout the country when they are accepted by the people. Who can imagine that these two things are so productive!

Because of them, there was no large-scale food shortage in Jiang Dynasty.

Seeing these two little things again, Wei Ci was filled with emotion.

Before he could return to his senses, he heard the words of Guxin in his ear.

"However, they are not popular locally. People won't eat them unless they are very hungry. They usually feed domestic pigs."

Jiang Pengji's expression was not different. She smiled and said, "it tastes good. It's good to eat."

Hearing this, Wei CI looked softer and softer, and the smile on his lips became stronger and stronger.

Your majesty is still your majesty.

No matter when she was, the essence of pure and clean has not changed.

Guxin said with a wry smile, "the small owner is still so open-minded... The old slave hasn't finished yet."

Jiang Pengji salivated about the taste of roasted sweet potatoes said by the audience, took out her mind and asked, "what else to say?"

"The old slave brought them back for a reason. If it weren't for this, the old slave wouldn't dare to send such food to the small owner." Gu Xin's thinking is still very conservative. People can't rob food with animals. It's embarrassing to say it.

"Uncle Gu said, I listen."

The ancient letter carefully said, "They yield a lot and are easy to grow. They are not afraid of drought. People can eat them and eat them. They are suitable for farmers. However, the old slave asked carefully. According to the old farmer, they will overcome each other with certain kinds of food, and even cause human life. For example, persimmons, eggs, river crabs and other things, ranging from abdominal pain to intestinal decay."

Jiang Pengji said, "Uncle Gu works carefully. If I were you, I'm afraid I wouldn't notice."

Gu Xin smiled and said, "the little owner is humble."

With that, sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes are almost ripe.

Jiang Pengji found a stick to get them out of the fire.

"Hot hot -"

Her fingertips were burned, and she felt better by holding her ears.

When she pulled away the blackened surface layer and exposed the golden and fragrant melon meat, her saliva secreted faster.

She divided the roasted sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes, sent someone to send them to Fengzhen and Qi guanrang, and divided the rest in the account.

"Uncle Gu is old, so it's better to settle down and stop running business in person." Jiang Pengji sighed.

Gu Xin went to business from south to north. He didn't run into danger. He almost lost his possessions several times.

He thought about the current situation of the five countries in the Central Plains and had to nod his head.

He is old and should stop to provide for his old age.

Jiang Pengji said, "I'll give you a pension."

"The old slave also has filial sons and daughters. The small owner can't deprive them of their desire to be filial to their father." Gu Xin laughed and his eyes were full of sincerity. "I have no regrets in my life if I can listen to you... No, there is one..."

"What?"

"The little owner is 19 years old. It will be 20 when the spring begins... Forgive the old slave for trespassing. You should also consider your own affairs."

My little boss must be the best. No man in the world deserves it.

However, if the small owner doesn't start a family, how can he have children?

If there is no future generations, Gu Xin can't be at ease even if he closes his eyes.

"It's not urgent." Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "didn't I stipulate that female soldiers in the women's camp can retire and marry at the age of 25? I'm their Lord, and everything I say and do is their example. As Lord, I can't take the lead in breaking the rules. It's still early."

Jiang Pengji's tone is beyond doubt, and Gu Xin can only stop.

It was getting dark. Guxin got up and said goodbye.

Jiang Pengji sent Gu Xin away and said to Wei Ci, "Zixiao heard what uncle Gu just said?"

Weici pursed his lips without saying a word.

"Alas, I don't want to. It's clear that others refuse to respond, so it can only be delayed for a while."

"Lord!" Weici couldn't help making a noise.

"If you don't want me to talk nonsense, why don't Zixiao leave soon?"

Wei CI took a deep breath and hurriedly bowed down.

He had a psychological shadow of "Never from" and left early to ensure safety.

Jiang Pengji stood in place and shrugged at the audience in the live studio.

[anchor V: you see, the straight ball scares people away. It's better to cook slowly as expected.]

The audience's greatest pleasure now is to watch Jiang Pengji fight the world, chase Wei Ci and hang's men.

The progress of the former and the latter has been climbing forward, but the middle one has a heavy task and a long way to go.

[Yixia Jixing]: I really love the anchor. What kind of strategy difficulty do you encounter? Hell mode is that all?

[withering into dust]: Tongxin hurts. It seems that it is more difficult to conquer the kind and beautiful people than to fight the world.

that really hurts, man.

Jiang Pengji stationed troops on the Chongzhou border and trained her troops every day to intimidate Northern Xinjiang.

The atmosphere became more dignified, and there was a sense of instant vision that would happen in the first World War.

Sun Wen lived up to his previous arrogance and really played with the political situation in Northern Xinjiang.

With the events of "hunting and shooting deer" and "partridge should die", the contradiction between the nine princes and the king of Northern Xinjiang completely surfaced.

Northern Xinjiang has the habit of autumn hunting in order to keep their blood in their bones.

Influenced by the Han family's deer competition, the king of Northern Xinjiang also respected hunting and deer shooting, so as to show his supreme position in Northern Xinjiang.

This autumn, a deer was killed by the big prince.

But the arrow that shot the deer was the second prince's.

The king of Northern Xinjiang was so angry that his beard was about to fly. He investigated and scolded his two sons, but finally found out that it was the hands and feet of the third prince.

"The mantis catches the cicada and the Yellow finch is behind! You and Wu Liba learned Chinese culture well, and even used it on your own brother!"

One side, the four princes flashed a light from the bottom of their eyes.

Harenza's confidant staff is indeed a rare talent!