The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

On the seventh day that the Liao delegation left Bianjing, it snowed heavily in Bianjing.

The reception work has come to an end, and Yun Yanhui, with hope for the watermelon, has to invest in another aspect of the construction. As early as when the weather was getting colder, Yun Yanhui submitted a report on the construction of the greenhouse.

In winter, it is impossible to plant the land outside. Yun Yanhui believes that cellars and vacant houses should be transformed into greenhouses to grow fruits and vegetables to alleviate the demand for vegetables in winter.

China had a greenhouse cultivation technology as early as the Qin Dynasty. At that time, the environment around the hot springs was used, but later in the Han Dynasty, there were real greenhouses, which were called greenhouses by burning fire to increase the temperature.

In the Song Dynasty, this technology also became a way for people to eat a variety of vegetables in winter.

Although Yun Yanhui didn't know much about the construction method of the greenhouse, Daxiangguo Temple did.

He used to sell flowers and animals on Guanpu Day, and a considerable part of those flowers actually came out of the greenhouse. The flower gardens of Daxiangguo Temple are equipped with advanced greenhouse cultivation techniques. These early-opening flowers are called "Tanghua".

Growing vegetables is even more common. Greenhouses and horse manure can be used to release heat to promote plant growth.

Bao Zheng also thought about it before agreeing to let Yun Yan return to introduce this technology to open up a greenhouse.

In order not to waste space, Yun Yanhui also remodeled the greenhouse, using a lot of wood planks and multi-layer cultivation. Even the ceiling has to be hung with ropes and flower pots are hung to grow flowers.

Such an arrangement, not so much a greenhouse, looks more like a small garden, full of green, especially charming in winter.

——It just doesn't smell very good.

Because of the opening of the greenhouse, Yun Yanhui sometimes traveled back and forth between Daxiangguo Temple and Kaifeng Mansion in order to ask for technical advice.

With heavy snow blowing, Yun Yan walked back on the road, wrapping his lambskin coat tightly.

The surrounding buildings were covered with snow, and the entire Bianjing was decorated with silver decorations. At this time, many people went to the towers to drink and enjoy the snow.

At this time, there are no particularly tall buildings. Looking at it, the entire Bianjing City can be seen in a panoramic view. It is white and it is very beautiful.

Yun Yanhui saw that some passers-by were wearing paper fur. Zheng Ping has been trying her best to provide the best life, so such clothes are not worn in Yun Yanhui's memory. This is made of mulberry paper and is the first choice for the poor to keep out the cold.

When I saw it for the first time, Yun Yanhui wondered whether it could protect against the cold, but in fact, with the current production methods, this paper-made clothes are really cost-effective, strong and cheap, and have good wind protection. Cold protection function.

Yun Yan turned back and walked to the back door of Kaifeng Mansion. As soon as he raised his head, he ran into a somewhat icy embrace.

"Brother Yan." Zhao Yunchu's voice sounded, with a bit of ice and snow, but the tone was still soft.

"Hey, why are you here?" Yun Yan looked back at him in confusion, "It's snowing."

Zhao Yunchu blushed a little, "The third brother took me to have a drink. I ate a good dish and brought it to you to taste... I thought you were not there. Fortunately, you are back. Here, I have to go back."

"Stupid you, I won't be able to eat together next time." Yun Yan felt funny when he came back, and took the food that Zhao Yunchu had packed. "I have something to do, so I won't keep you. You drink less."

"Okay." Zhao Yunchu nodded.

Yun Yan looked back at him, untied the scarf from her neck, and tied Zhao Yunchu on tiptoe, covering his red nose, "Why don't you remember to wear a scarf? The cold wind poured into his neck, he shrank and jumped into the door, "Okay, I'm going in!"

Yun Yanhui kept his hands together and tied his scarf midway, but his hands did not touch Zhao Yunchu's body.

Although there was no physical contact at all, Zhao Yunchu felt very hot now. He felt that his face must be red. He stood still and touched his cheek, then went back to the place where he ate.

On the second floor, Zhao Yundi was still there. When he saw him, he rolled his eyes and said, "I thought you were not coming."

Zhao Yunchu said: "Didn't I say it, I'll be back when I deliver the food."

Zhao Yundi sneered and said, "Forget it, you, this may not be a new habit you have developed recently? It's just asking you to have a drink with the young lady, and you will run faster than the rabbit, do nothing, and deliberately ran to Kaifeng Mansion. Take a look at your brother Yan. You are so sad that Qingniang is so sad."

The prostitute who accompanied the wine silently poured the warm wine on Zhao Yunchu, smiled and said nothing.

Zhao Yunchu: "Third brother, don't be like this. Qingniang is Yan Ge'er's niece. How can I eat."

What did Zhao Yundi say about eating wine? That is eating wine from other people's mouths.

Zhao Yundi listened and leaned on his forehead and said: "Enough of you, all the prostitutes in Bianjing are the juniors of Yunyanhui. Everyone just yelled along with their companions. You just helped Brother Yan to recognize so much. Relatives, does Brother Yan know?"

In the beginning, this generation was clearly hired by the speaker, and then it was not particularly popular among prostitutes. It was only because the oiran of Zhou Renaijia was buzzing because of the opening of the lantern. These people knew their inner feelings, and they shouted more affectionately than the other.

Zhao Yundi pointed to Zhao Yunchu: "I think you are just making excuses!"

Zhao Yunchu looked innocent: "No."

"Brother, tell me the truth..." Zhao Yundi moved to the side of Zhao Yunchu, biting her ear, "Is there any..."

Zhao Yunchu stared his eyes: Is there anything?

Zhao Yundi's voice went into his ears like a gossamer, but a thunder was blown up.

"Have you... put Brother Yan to sleep..."

Zhao Yunchu suddenly jumped up from the chair, blushing, "Brother, what are you talking about!"

Zhao Yundi also learned from his younger brother, putting on an innocent expression, and he learned very similarly: "Why, did my brother think wrong?"

Haha, other people, including his family's father and mother, saw Zhao Yunchu sticking to Yun Yan back and felt that it was a deep brotherhood, and he felt particularly uncomfortable.

Why, when he touched Xiaolangjun, he felt that he was molesting others, and Zhao Yunchu would hang on Yunyanhui. A-niang was still childish, hey, he felt wrong!

Don't look at the little brother holding a piece of skin—in Yun Yanhui's words, it's silly, white and sweet—but, how can I say it, after all, it is his brother, hahaha.

Looking at Zhao Yunchu's embarrassment, Zhao Yundi was very proud.

Although the prostitutes next to her looked at her nose, nose and heart, and looked like she hadn't seen anything, Zhao Yunchu was still very panicked, always feeling like some privacy had been exposed to the public, and she was embarrassed.

Zhao Yunchu still stubbornly said: "You, you are wrong."

The third brother has always been absurd, and he has no side in his words. Don't talk about him, the people around him, including Brother Yan, are used to them, and they put the words of the third brother on deaf ears.

However, what the third brother said this time for some reason, the absurdity turned to absurdity, but he suddenly blew up Zhao Yunchu, caught him off guard and panicked.

"Oh," Zhao Yundi glanced at him, and continued to take a sip of wine dumbly, "It seems that I didn't sleep until..."

Zhao Yunchu: "..."

...

After Yun Yan went back, he also felt that Zhao Yunchu was weird today. No matter how stupid he is on weekdays, he would not eat half of his food to deliver food. He still braved the snow, but the child's mind was as difficult to guess as the little girl, just look. He didn't look like something unhappy, so Yun Yanhui didn't care. After returning to his office, he heated up the food with the fire, and went to find Bao Zheng.

"Fu Zun," Yun Yan knocked on the door back, and was greeted by Bao Zheng to go in and sit down. He also sat down in front of the charcoal basin, "I just came back from Daxiangguo Temple."

Bao Zheng didn't know that he had gone to Daxiangguo Temple. "You went to Daxiangguo Temple? Why, what happened to the greenhouse?"

"A little technical problem, but I actually discussed another matter with them this time," Yun Yan replied. "The weather in Bianjing has become worse than in previous years recently. Daxiangguo Temple is interested and wants to do one. The ice sculpture-themed temple fair lasts three to five days. You need to apply to the Kaifeng government for this matter."

"Ice sculpture?" Bao Zheng was taken aback. He could understand the literal meaning of ice sculpture. He wanted to use ice for carving, but he didn't have the concept of a theme temple fair, and he couldn't imagine who ice sculpture could attract.

Yun Yan smiled back, "Recently Bianjing is too calm, cold and quiet. Daxiangguo Temple's move is also to enliven the atmosphere. One is to hire a large number of craftsmen to solve their food and clothing problems, and the other is successful. Popular in the market, many people have increased their profit this winter. The large ice sculptures can be as big as houses and slides for people to play, and there are various human-shaped Buddha animals in the middle. The small ones are as exquisite as ornaments and can be made into ice lanterns. Although there is a time limit, the winter limit may not be more cherished."

Bao Zheng realized the possible development from this, and nodded repeatedly, "This government understands how many people are supported by the annual Lantern Festival in Daxiangguo Temple, and the raw materials for ice sculptures are not expensive."

Every year after the Yuan Lantern Festival, Bianjing burns out all the lights, but the economic benefits created are real. As for ice sculptures, even the step of burning is waived.

Bao Zheng pondered for a moment, and pointed Yun Yan back, very sure: "Your wicked idea."

Yun Yan raised his hand back and said, "Ashamed, ashamed, pick up people's teeth."

Bao Zheng didn’t know who he had picked up. In Bao Zheng’s memory, he had never heard of Da Song’s activities. He thought that maybe this kid was hosting the delegation some time ago, and he listened to it again. What story is inspired.

In fact, if it hadn't been for this very early heavy snowfall and the unusually cold weather, Yun Yan couldn't remember what ice sculpture temple fair he was going to hold.

But now that you think of it, let's do it. In winter, you need more activities to warm your body than usual!

Bao Zheng agreed to take on this matter, and naturally also called Yun Yanhui as the representative of Kaifeng Prefecture to co-organize the ice sculpture temple fair at Daxiangguo Temple. Everything can be done conveniently.

Yun Yan took the errand back and walked out of Bao Zheng's study humming a song, "The first snow in the first year of Huangyou came earlier than before..."

Listening to this strange song, Bao Zheng raised his eyebrows behind his back: No one is perfect. It seems that Yan Ge'er also has fatal flaws!