The Tyrant's Beloved Empress

Chapter 111

Both raw and cooked sweet potatoes are edible, easy to grow, and tolerant to barrenness. The yield is high. What's more valuable is that the taste is not bad. If it were to be promoted throughout Daye, the people would not have to worry about the problem of fruit belly in the future. The hardship of the people in Daye is mostly because the current grain production is low. After paying high taxes, the remaining grain and even their livelihoods will become a problem. There are still many hungry people in the peaceful era. If there is a natural disaster (Ren), it is not an exaggeration to say that they were hungry for thousands of miles.

Xiao Zhige immediately understood his thoughts, looked at him encouragingly, and listened to him continue to speak.

"We can buy a large number of sweet potatoes from Yanzhou, and hold a sweet potato feast in the palace during the winter festival. We can also open shantangs in various states and counties. The shantangs use sweet potatoes as the main food, making porridge, cooking and so on. In the shantang, it’s better to arrange someone to explain the benefits of sweet potato planting. In the coming year, we can also prepare some seed potatoes and send them to various states and counties, so that people from all over the country will try to plant... The poor people of rice had a good time for the festival, and they also achieved the goal of having fun with the people. Compared with the colorful fireworks paintings, the people are afraid that they need more food to eat..."

Xiao Zhige smiled the more he listened, and after he finished speaking, he discussed and perfected the details with him. Finally, he couldn't help but rub the person into his arms, and his voice was low and ambiguous: "The Goose King is really the pillar of the country and deserves a reward."

The words on his mouth were very serious, but his hands were unfaithful to get into the shirt, An Changqing whispered, subconsciously wanting to refuse, but he was quickly led into joy, no longer caring about other...

Before dawn the next day, Xiao Zhige got up and prepared to go to court. Han Zhang had long been waiting outside holding his clothes.

After Xiao Zhige finished changing his clothes, he saw An Changqing holding the bedding and still sleepy eyes. He personally dug out the person from between the warm bedding, heated his hands on the stove, and put on his shoes without evasiveness ( More geng) clothes.

"What are you doing? I have to sleep a little longer..."

He didn't need to go to court, and he couldn't get up before dawn. An Changqing was very uncooperative, she wanted to hide in the bedding with her feet shrinking. Xiao Zhige patiently coaxed him to put on his clothes: "Today, go to the court with me. The people at Guanglu Temple can't count on it anymore. Go and point them so that those idiots won't be messed up."

Ok? An Changqing's evasive action paused, her eyes widened slightly, and said in surprise: "Should I go to the court?"

"Now you are expensive and King Goose, except for me, you are the biggest. What's so strange about going to the last dynasty?" Xiao Zhige took it for granted. If the Goose King was just an honorary title, why did he bother to make such a big fanfare when he was conferred on the title?

An Changqing's eyes trembled slightly, this time she didn't hide, and took the belt to tie herself. Xiao Zhige avoided his hand, and took the opportunity to kiss him on the cheek: "Don't move, I will take care of King Goose (more geng) clothes."

When Xiao Zhige gets along with him, he rarely calls me. But he likes to make fun of him when he is joking. An Changqing could only obediently stretch his arms and let him buckle himself. Seeing that Xiao Zhige was still arranging his clothes carefully, he couldn't help but whispered: "If you are recorded by the historian like this, I'm afraid you will be a dazzling monarch."