The miracle doctor is four and a half years old, and the big bosses of the whole dynasty dote on me

Chapter 36 Corn Bully Squeak
Yan Weiming almost fainted from excitement.

Yan Zhizhi quickly took out a silver needle and pointed it at him, without saying a word, as if caring and threatening.

The sun was shining, and the light reflected by the silver needle turned into panic in Yan Weiming's eyes.

He forced himself to stand up straight, and after calming down, he forced a smile.

"I won't get dizzy, Zhizhi, take it back."

"Really?" Yan Zhizhi looked at him suspiciously.

"really."

Ever since seeing how his younger sister treated his father, Yan Weiming has already suffered from needle sickness.He was afraid that when he opened his eyes one day, he would find that he had been tied into a hedgehog.

The dense picture made his scalp tingle.

Yan Zhizhi slowly retracted the silver needle, but his big moist eyes were still staring at Yan Weiming, as if something was wrong, he immediately took out the needle!
The young prince bit the bullet and changed the subject, "A few years ago, there was a prefecture that produced three stones, and the emperor even rewarded that prefect. If there are five stones, you can all be rewarded."

Of course, what he is really excited about is, "If it can be promoted nationwide, many people will be able to live!"

The first two emperors had high taxes, and almost used all the power of the world to satisfy them, regardless of the life and death of the people.

Emperor Yongxi exempted part of the tax after he ascended the throne, and even chose to open a private treasury instead of adopting some ministers' suggestions to increase taxes when the national treasury was empty.Even so, many people starved to death in the seemingly prosperous Dacheng.

Yan Zhizhi looked up at him, and found that the prince's elder brother even had tears in his eyes.

She substituted it seriously, patted her stomach, "It's important to be full."

"Yes, it's important to eat enough." Yan Weiming agreed excitedly.

Liu Mao knew his true identity, and was a little surprised when he heard that.

This prince is only ten years old, but he understands people's livelihood so well. Can it prove that Emperor Yongxi, who is known as a tyrant, is actually a wise king who loves the people?Is he called a tyrant just because he is unkind to his courtiers?

Emperor Yongxi loves the people, and under his teaching, it is possible to cultivate such a prince.

Excited, Yan Weiming asked many more questions, acting more like the owner of this field than Yan Zhizhi.

After discovering that some fields were still under reclamation and no crops were planted, he asked curiously.

Liu Mao smiled and looked at Yan Zhizhi, who fantasized about all kinds of pasta, "This is the newly bought field that Doctor Yan ordered me to plant corn after it is reclaimed."

"corn?"

This is a new vocabulary for Yan Weiming, "What is corn?"

Liu Mao was also puzzled, "I did as Doctor Yan ordered. However, the little doctor may know."

The little miracle doctor was already trying to remember.

This time she recalled quickly, and the little meaty claws pinched each other.

"Zhizhi remembered, last month, Zhizhi saved a very powerful doctor, just..."

The little donkey said 'ahhh' several times.

Yan Zhizhi realized that she almost slipped her tongue.

Little Roupao covered his small mouth instead, only revealing his big black eyes. He turned around, looked at this, looked at that, and found that everyone was just curious and didn't ask any more questions before slowly putting down Little Roupao.

"Also squeaky seeds."

She directly concluded, "It's dry and not tasty."

Last month, when she was still in Baihua Valley, she rescued a famous doctor from the valley for her master. The merits she got just made the accumulated merits reach a new value, and she randomly dropped rewards.

Dry and hard corn is piled up in a small warehouse in Baihuagu.

The first thing she and the little donkey did was pick one up and taste it, almost breaking Yan Zhizhi's teeth.She went to see Master with tears in her eyes, crying that Corn bullied her.

Later, Master made her several plates of pastries, and she ate them so happily that she gave Master all the corn.

"Master said that he will plant it, and there will be a lot of corn in the future. Fresh corn may be delicious."

Yan Zhizhi stared wide-eyed at the open space, "So it hasn't been planted yet, so when will Zhizhi be able to eat fresh corn?"

Liu Mao and Yan Weiming didn't know either, they had never eaten fresh corn either.

Dacheng has been communicating with foreign countries for so long, and has introduced many crops, but the most basic crops that can maintain people's livelihood are still wheat and rice.

Yan Weiming would be excited by the emergence of improved wheat varieties, but not so interested in the never-before-seen corn.

But since it was the seed that my sister took out, it might be very powerful.He decided to wait until the corn was about to mature, and then come and have a look.

After realizing how rich he was, Yan Zhizhi was about to leave.

Yan Weiming also had to leave.Before leaving, he also earnestly asked Lao Qian and other farmers to take good care of the wheat.

Fortunately, he still remembered his purpose of leaving the palace.

After leaving the farm, he honestly went to see the site selection of the workshop, and Yan Zhizhi also had to go to East Street for treatment.

It was still the original stall, but compared with other stalls, her place was much deserted.

After the propaganda of Zhao Dalang, who sells steamed cakes, sporadic people still came to her.

Before she was cured, everyone was skeptical because of her age and appearance.After the treatment, each of them held the prescription and shouted, "The little genius doctor has excellent medical skills!" '

Basically, for every person she treats, she only gets one unit of merit in exchange for one hour of life.

Not much, but she was very satisfied, and kept looking at the passing pedestrians with a bright smile.

Pedestrians occasionally caught a glimpse of her, seeing her bright smile, cute and playful, couldn't help but stop and tease her, some even turned from teasing to seeking medical treatment.

The little donkey muttered while helping, 【You are amazing too, attracting patients with your smile】

Yan Zhizhi was dissatisfied, 【Do you have any problems with Zhizhi's smile? 】

[No comments, no comments,] The little donkey couldn't help muttering, [Smile is too cute, be careful of being targeted by human traffickers]

A little later, Yan Weiming came to take his sister back to the palace.

From a distance, he saw Yan Zhizhi holding his little face, looking around boredly, the soft flesh on his cheek overflowed from his palm, which looked easy to pinch.

He couldn't help but think proudly, my sister is just so cute and powerful!
With this in mind, he took his sister back to the palace without even noticing the tense atmosphere in the palace, and told Yan Xiaofeng the good news about the improved wheat seeds a little later.

Yan Zhizhi was one step ahead, she trotted up to the emperor with a slightly gloomy face, and proudly puffed out her chest, "Daddy, Zhizhi is rich, I will support you from now on!"

Yan Xiaofeng looked down at her, feeling a little funny in his heart.

Not even his waist height, he wobbles when he runs fast, and his speech is not clear enough with a small milky voice, and he also said that he wants to raise him.

"I have money."

He couldn't help but pat his furry little head, "It can support you and the prince."

No matter how empty the state treasury is, no matter how little private treasury there is, he is still an emperor, he will not be poorer than ordinary people, and he will not have the distress of how to feed his children like ordinary people.

"But," Yan Zhizhi smacked his palm with his head, "Daddy, you really don't look rich enough."

She gave the example of eating.

The last time she went to eat in a restaurant outside, she found that a young gentleman ordered more dishes than the emperor's meals, and the ingredients seemed to be very precious.

Yan Xiaofeng twitched the corners of his lips, "I just don't want to be extravagant."

"That's right," Yan Zhizhi nodded his head, "Every time we ate it up, that brother didn't finish it. He's not good, but we are fine!"

Yan Xiaofeng was very satisfied with the word 'we'. Out of the corner of his eye, Yan Weiming was hesitant to speak, "Say what you have to say."

Yan Weiming hurriedly talked about the improved wheat seeds.

In the same field, what Yan Zhizhi thought was that there would be enough food to support his father.She is still young and still doesn't know much about production.What Yan Weiming wanted was to promote good breeds.

"But those fields belong to my sister, father." Yan Weiming turned his eyes away, not daring to look at the emperor, "You have to buy good seeds with your sister."

(End of this chapter)