The rise of the prince

Chapter 61
In the afternoon, Li Ye sent Degong and Gillian away. Before leaving, Degong repeatedly asked about the poetry meeting, and Gillian also gave a few special instructions, as if he was afraid that he would break his promise. Afterwards, the two carriages left the palace .

As for the braised pork, De Gong was full of praise, and he also bluntly asked him to come over the next time he made it. Li Ye just smiled and agreed. The cooking is not limited to the braised pork. He will slowly add these in Tingyulou Well, this is also a way to make money.

What's more important is that there are so many scholars in Tingyulou, who have the right to speak to a certain extent. Starting from Tingyulou, it is very likely that pork will be promoted and cause a wave.

As Li Ye said, unlike the later generations, the current farmers are struggling. The rich and noble people admire mutton, and one catty of mutton can buy six catties of pork, but sheep are harder to raise than pigs, and sheep don’t have as much pork. What?
If you think that everyone in the world can eat meat, then pigs must be better. Unfortunately, this question did not have a definite answer until the Yuan Dynasty in the previous life. Before that, because of the social atmosphere, the influence of extravagance, etc., people always thought that pork was Inferior meat, mutton is the best meat.

Li Ye wants to change people's ideas without knowing it. If he can do it, it will definitely be a great contribution, and it will definitely have a significant effect on improving the physical fitness of the people across the country.To put it simply, a skinny person cannot compare with a fat person who eats meat every day in physical confrontation.

However, another problem also made Li Ye uneasy, that is, there was going to be a war.

This will definitely be a big battle, and the war planned by the emperor himself cannot be small.

Facing the will of his family and country, Li Ye is powerless. Although he is good at psychology and can influence other people's thoughts through some simple and invisible psychological hints, he has no chance to touch this level of decision-making.

Just as De Gong comforted him, whether he was worried or not, he would still fight when he should, and it had nothing to do with him. It was useless to worry, he could only wait for the result.

At night, Li Ye relied on his memory to write down the basic tutorials of mathematics textbooks. From elementary school to junior high school, and then to high school, the highest he had learned was advanced mathematics in college. write down.

While grinding ink for him, Qiu'er carefully picked up the written manuscripts one by one for safekeeping.Yue'er pouted and looked at those manuscripts with an unhappy face, after all, they were the root of all evils that tormented her.

Seeing her angry little expression, Li Ye thought it was cute, and rubbed her little head: "Don't pout, I will tell you the story of "Swordsman" after I finish writing."

When the little girl heard it, her eyes lit up and she blinked and said, "Really!"

"Really, you go and bring over two stools first, you and Qiu'er each have one, you can't just sit and listen." He ordered.

Yue'er quickly went to fetch the low stool, Li Ye shook his head, and continued to write, the dim candle flickered gently, and Qiu'er's fragrance came from around him, everything was quiet and warm.It's been a long time since I felt this way, it's true that Ruan Ruanxiang has worn away the heroic bones.

Looking at Wen Wen Jingjing, Qiu'er who looked at him with admiration, and Yue'er who was bouncing around and bringing the stool, Li Ye felt for the first time that he was afraid of death for the first time in his life.
"My son, are you going to the Plum Garden Poetry Club in two days to write poems or words?" Yue'er sat down on the bench and asked expectantly with her small chin in her arms.

"Hahaha, I didn't go to write poetry, I went to drink." Li Ye said with a smile, how could he not know the little girl's little thoughts.

Yue'er hurriedly said: "But it's a poetry meeting!"

"Well, those talented men and women who write poems will naturally write them. I just want to join in the fun. If you want to go, I'll take you along." Li Ye said while writing.

Yue'er shook her head hastily: "But Shizi's talent is obviously much higher than those talented scholars. Only by writing can the world know how powerful Shizi is. Let's see if they dare to say that about Shizi."

Qiu'er also looked at him nervously.

Li Ye met the expectant eyes of the two girls, understood their intentions, put down the pen in his hand, and hugged the two little girls: "It's fine if you know how powerful the son is."

"But people outside always say bad things." Qiu'er said in a low voice with her vermilion lips slightly parted.

Feeling the warmth on his chest, Li Ye said: "Those don't care, I don't care, they have nothing to do with me, even if they say a thousand dollars and ten thousand, so what, it's enough for you to support and understand me."

"My son." Yue'er looked up at him with tears in his eyes, and Li Ye raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of the little girl's eyes: "It's not worth crying for outsiders' comment."

"But what they said was ugly, every time I left the mansion, I always heard someone say it," Yue'er said unhappily.

Li Xingzhou's bad reputation is known to everyone in Kyoto, and he is also said to be a big disaster in Kyoto, but it's not surprising that he didn't hear anything.

After all, whoever dares to say anything in front of him will say it behind his back, but other people will not have any scruples. Presumably the two girls often hear those rumors and bad words. They are eager to protect the Lord but are powerless, so That's why he's so sad, that's why he wants him to become famous, so that those who slander him have nothing to say.

But how did they know that it is so simple to guard against people's mouths, even the Emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme will be said, how could he not say it.

Poor and cute girls, Li Ye gently comforted their backs, like coaxing two kittens: "Okay, okay, let me tell you a story."

On the second day, Zhao Si's progress exceeded Li Ye's expectations. He had already started to pick up the board in the afternoon. Li Ye thought it would take two days to get to this point. Maybe the high rewards improved his work efficiency.

He also waited and watched with great interest. After the wine cage is ready, the stove can be started. He has asked Yan Yan to customize the pot, and he will probably be able to get it back tomorrow.As for the wine tank, it is even simpler. A wooden ladle can be used by connecting a dry bamboo tube that has been opened.

In the afternoon, when Zhao Si happily left with the consistent money, the entire wine cage had already stood in the yard, a hollow cylinder with a height of 1.5 meters and a diameter of one meter. use.

Distilled wine, Li Ye rubbed his hands, as if he was getting closer.

The meaning of high alcohol is more than just a drink. With high alcohol, it can be used for medical disinfection, fuel, perfume and so on.

Especially for disinfection. In this age, slightly more serious trauma is basically a matter of fate. If the wound is not inflamed, it will be safe and sound. If the wound is inflamed, it is likely to cause a high fever, and then die.Therefore, many wounded on the battlefield will not survive in the end, but with instant alcohol disinfection, this risk will be greatly reduced.

In addition, it can also physically cool down patients with fever, because alcohol is very volatile and absorbs heat when it evaporates. Applying it on the skin surface of patients with high fever can save their lives.

Gao Gaojiu is just a trunk, and as long as Li Ye wants to, he can let it send out many strong branches.

(End of this chapter)