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Chapter 387 Attracting bees and butterflies
The old man said bitterly, "I didn't get much. There are a lot of grapes in our area. A bunch only costs one penny. Unless I need money urgently, I usually don't go to the city to sell them."

"A bunch of grapes costs one cent, too cheap. Do you have any raisins for drying?"

The old man shook his head, "No."

Shen Jia immediately came up with a plan in his mind, "Ah Chen, there aren't many grapes grown in Beijing and Lingnan, and the wine that's brewed is snapped up as soon as it's released.

The grapes here are better than those in other places. If we open a winery and a raisin factory here, we can buy the grapes grown by the common people, and the dried raisins and brewed wine can be transported to various places in Da Zhou for sale by merchants. Why worry about the economy here not booming? "

Xiao Yichen pondered for a moment and said, "I agree. Let's start making arrangements when we get back."

Shen Jia smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes: "In the future, wine will not be a high-end wine that only aristocrats can afford."

In the past, the wine in the imperial palace was tribute from Xiwan.

Xiwan was a small country, smaller than a province of the Great Zhou. It bordered Fanzhou and had been a vassal state of the Great Zhou throughout the ages. It would pay tribute of some wine to the Great Zhou every year.

Only ministers with great merit were qualified to taste wine at the palace banquet.

Shen Jia remembered that Wei Dayong was from the northwest. People in his county grew cotton, and perhaps people here also grew cotton.

"Old man, do people here grow cotton?"

"What is cotton?"

Shen Jia described the appearance of cotton to the old man, "Two to four feet tall, with a main stem that can be divided into countless little fingers, leaves that look like duck feet, and when mature, the buds are dark purple, spitting out balls of soft, white cotton wool..."

The old man shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it, but I think I heard about it from others."

Shen Jia thought that in her previous life, the Northwest was the largest cotton base. In this life, she could also grow cotton in the Northwest, open a textile factory, spin cotton yarn, and make cotton clothes.

"Jia Jia, do you want to plant cotton on a large scale in the northwest?" Xiao Yichen immediately understood the underlying meaning.

Shen Jia nodded: "In addition to being used to make winter cotton clothes, cotton can also be spun into cotton thread, woven into soft cotton cloth, and then made into clothes. Cotton cloth is softer than silk, so it will definitely be very popular."

Xiao Yichen stroked his chin and thought: "If cotton is planted on a large scale in the northwest, textile factories are opened, cotton cloth is woven, and then sold to various parts of the Great Zhou by caravans, with cotton and grapes, the living standards of the people in the northwest can rise sharply..."

"That's right. There are many wastelands in the northwest. We can definitely turn the northwest into a cotton and grape base. When we open up trade, more merchants from all over the Great Zhou will come, and the economic level of the northwest will naturally improve..."

Shen Jia and Xiao Yichen were discussing as if no one was around. The old man standing next to them was getting more and more surprised as he listened. He had some guesses about their identities in his heart. Before he could ask, Shen Jia handed him a banknote and said to him with a smile: "Old man, thank you for today! We'll leave first."

The old man stared blankly at their receding backs, and suddenly remembered that when the people from the yamen distributed high-yield grain seeds to them, they said that the high-yield grain seeds were distributed free of charge to the people of Da Zhou by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Princess Protector of the Country, and they also sent agricultural officials to various parts of Da Zhou to teach the people how to grow them.

He had secretly asked the agricultural officer who came to teach them how to grow high-yield grains about His Highness and the Princess. The agricultural officer described them in a similar way. Could they be His Highness and the Princess? The old man ran back to the village excitedly. He wanted to tell everyone the good news.

Shen Jia and Xiao Yichen had no idea that the old man had already guessed their identities, and they wouldn't care even if he did.

Since they came to the northwest, of course they had to investigate secretly to make sure there was no corruption before they could start trade.

If anyone dares to use power for personal gain, abuse authority, or embezzle and pervert the law, haha! I'm sorry, they won't tolerate such people.

Of course, if the water is too clear, there will be no fish. They will not interfere with some gray income that is allowed by default, and they will treat it as a convenience for them. If they lose their sense of proportion, they will lose their positions or their lives. Nowadays, all officials in the court know that the crown prince is ruthless and decisive. As long as the evidence is conclusive, he will not show any mercy. Before breaking the law, they should consider whether they can bear the consequences.

The northwest is far away from the capital and is located in the frontier area. If the local officials want to do something, they may not know as long as they cover it up well. That is why Shen Jiacai proposed a secret visit.

The officials here did not disappoint; they spent two days travelling to every county and village under the jurisdiction of Fanzhou, but did not find any major problems.

Shen Jia was in a good mood, smiling with curved eyebrows: "Ah Chen, we haven't been to a restaurant for a long time since we left the capital. Why don't we go to the largest restaurant in Fanzhou City to treat ourselves?"

Xiao Yichen looked up at her, his eyes full of tenderness and love, his tone indulgent and doting: "Okay! I'll accompany you wherever you want to go."

Shen Jia looked back at him with a smile, her reflection filled her dark and deep eyes, as if she was the only one left in the world.

She coughed lightly, "Wait for me."

She quickly went back to her room and changed into a crescent-white men's suit, holding two folding fans in her hands. "This folding fan is for you."

Xiao Yichen was so upset that he reluctantly reached out to take the folding fan.

What can he do when his beloved girl wants to play? He can only play with her!
As the central city of the northwest, Fanzhou is bustling and bustling.

Shen Jia was dressed in men's clothes, gently waving a folding fan, while Xiao Yichen was elegant and graceful. The two of them walked side by side on the street. Their handsome and suave looks made passers-by on the street look back frequently.

"What a handsome young man!"

Many women looked at them straight, with suspicious liquid flowing from the corners of their mouths without realizing it.

When Shen Jia heard this, he waved his folding fan and gave them a wink, causing the girls to scream.

"Wow! The young master is looking at me!"

"Son."

The customs of the people in Fanzhou were even more open than those in Lingnan. Several young girls threw their handkerchiefs to Shen Jia, showing that they were secretly in love with him.

They really wanted to approach Shen Jia and talk to him, but they were afraid of Xiao Yichen's coldness and the aura that kept people at a distance, so they did not dare to approach him.

Xiao Yichen was a little amused when he saw this. He didn't know who Jia Jia learned this skill of attracting men to her. The father and son of the Shen family were not as carefree as she was. Could she have learned it from her master?
In a Taoist temple deep in the Tianshan Mountains, an old Taoist priest with white hair and a youthful face sneezed violently. The little Taoist boy hurried forward and asked with concern: "Master, are you catching a cold?"

The old Taoist priest rubbed his nose and said, "No, it was that bastard who scolded me."

Then he calculated on his fingers, and then a look of "as expected" appeared on his face.

When the little Taoist boy saw his master showing a fox-like smile, he inexplicably felt a chill and immediately got goose bumps all over his body. He quietly took a few steps back.

The old Taoist priest glanced at him and said, "Why are you hiding? With your intelligence, even if you stand in front of me, I won't plot against you."

Really, he's picky too, isn't he?

If it weren't for the fact that Shen Jia, that little girl, had a unique fate and was the only one who could change the destiny of the Great Zhou, he wouldn't have bothered to care about worldly affairs.