Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

Chapter 45
A beautiful person with a dark belly.

This is Yang Xian's current evaluation of Wang Yuemin. At the same time, the identity of Zhu Er can basically be locked in a very small number of candidates.

In the city of Nanjing, people can smash bookstores so unscrupulously without any worries.

If he wasn't really a tiger, then he had a shocking identity.

Combined with age and his name.

Yang Xian is [-] to [-]% sure that Zhu Er is the future King of Qin, who is now the second prince Zhu Cang.

And Wang Yuemin just used the interest on the previous loan to ask a prince to take action, which Yang Xian did not expect.

No matter what, the piracy crisis was finally resolved perfectly.

Now all Yang Xian has to do is prepare a new volume of The Story of the Red Chamber, then copy and bind it in large quantities and send it to the capital.

He believed that Wang Yuemin could do the rest well.

Having such a business partner makes everything worry-free.

the other side.

There is finally progress in the vegetable greenhouses.

As winter approaches, temperatures have been dropping.

Fortunately, the tarpaulin on the vegetable greenhouse did not show any signs of cracking.

Early in the morning, Yang Xianren was not in the government office.

Lu Mingyi came to see him for something, and he knew that Yang Xianren must be at Guantian Farm.

He rushed over directly, pushed open the firewood door of the vegetable greenhouse, and Lu Mingyi bent down and walked in. The sight in front of him made Lu Mingyi freeze for a moment. He has been busy dealing with government affairs these days, so since the greenhouse was built, Just never came.

In the harsh winter, Yang Xian finally planted vegetables.

The shock on Lu Mingyi's face turned into surprise. Looking around, he saw seedlings of various vegetables scattered in an orderly manner. There was not a single weed in the fields. Bamboo shelves had already been set up near some vines, cucumbers, pots, etc. Seedlings of beans and other crops are vigorously rising along the shelves.

Radish, cabbage, eggplant, spinach, etc., and many other vegetable seedlings that he could not recognize at first sight also grew well in the soil, making the entire greenhouse look full of life.

You know it's winter now.

Outside the greenhouse, the weeds on the river banks have turned yellow and withered, and the fields after the autumn harvest are even more barren as far as the eye can see.

But inside the greenhouse, which is only separated by a cloth, there is another world full of green.

This is really amazing.

It's so magical that someone has cast magic on this field.

Lu Mingyi found this immortal among the many farmers working in the fields.

A dignified magistrate actually went to the fields in person.

This made Lu Mingyi admire him, but at the same time he felt ashamed when he looked back at himself.

This is the gap between myself and the adults, just like the saying that adults often say, "Since we officials come from the common people, we must go among the common people."

"Sir!" Lu Mingyi shouted loudly and walked up quickly.

"Master Lu, what are you doing here so early in the morning?" Yang Xian stood up and walked out of the field barefoot.

"There are several official documents that need your approval, including the construction of asphalt roads in Baoying County and Xinghua County, and the application by Rugao County Magistrate Hu Guowu to build a wool processing base in his county."

Because these matters are related to the construction of the entire Yangzhou Prefecture, and the money required is not a small amount.Therefore, Lu Mingyi came to Yang Xian as soon as he received the official document.

Yang Xian nodded, indicating that he already knew about it.

After the serious discussion, Lu Mingyi brought the topic to the vegetable greenhouse and said with emotion: "I really doubt whether there is anything in this world that adults can't do."

Yang Xian smiled and said: "There are still a lot of them, thanks to you for finding these people this time."

In saying this, Yang Xian was not being modest.

There are indeed many things that he cannot do.

For example, growing vegetables.

As a communal animal in his previous life, he had no time to grow his own vegetables.

Entertainment activities in ancient times were scarce, so Yang Xian had nothing to do. After trying it himself, he really experienced some pastoral joy.

It's a wonderful feeling.

It is the enrichment of "getting up in the morning to sort out the waste and filth, and returning home with a lotus in the moonlight".

It is the short-term tranquility obtained after "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the Nanshan Mountain" after putting aside the troubles of the world.

Yang Xian was naturally not good at growing vegetables, but thanks to the group of people Lu Mingyi found, they were all good at growing vegetables.

For these experienced vegetable farmers, they know all the details and knowledge of which vegetables require a large amount of water, which vegetables require sufficient sunlight, and which vegetables are afraid of insect pests.

These are valuable experiences accumulated over time by growing vegetables all year round.

Yang Xian benefited a lot every time he listened.

Thanks to everyone’s careful care during this period, the vegetables in the greenhouse are growing so gratifyingly.

"Master Yang, don't praise us. We are farmers, and we only know how to farm. If it hadn't been for this magical greenhouse built by you, sir, even if we had great abilities, we wouldn't have been able to do it this winter. Grow these vegetables." Regarding Yang Xian's previous compliments, the surrounding vegetable farmers were a little embarrassed, and one of them, an old farmer named Lao Liao, waved his hands.

"Old Liao, you are worth it. In my opinion, knowing how to grow vegetables and being able to study one thing thoroughly is a great skill." Yang Xian reached out and patted Old Liao on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Sir, this batch of vegetables," Lu Mingyi hesitated.

What he wanted to ask was how Yang Xian dealt with this batch of vegetables. Things were rare and valuable, and he understood the value of these off-season vegetables better than these vegetable farmers.

"Let's eat it ourselves." Yang Xian chuckled.

"Everyone in the government has worked hard for a year. As the prefect, I should show some appreciation, and so do Lao Liao and the others. I decided to transport the rest to the capital. Only there can the true value of these vegetables be sold."

After listening to Yang Xian's words, Lao Liao and the others smiled sheepishly and said no.

Lu Mingyi glanced at Lao Liao and the others with complicated expressions. If they had known how much these vegetables could be sold for, they probably wouldn't have refused as easily as they did now.

There are still fresh vegetables to eat in winter. In the past, Lu Mingyi would not have dared to even think about this.

"The temperature has been getting lower and lower these days, and the wind is still strong at night." Yang Xian looked at Lu Mingyi and explained. "In order to prevent problems with the tarpaulin outside the greenhouse, Mr. Lu, please arrange the manpower and make sure the personnel are on duty. The wooden house outside the greenhouse has also been built. People need to be arranged at night. You also need to provide quilts and heating supplies. It’s guaranteed to be safe.”

Yang Xian cannot be careful in this matter. If there is a problem in the greenhouse, the north wind blows in and the temperature drops suddenly, the vegetables in the greenhouse may freeze to death overnight.

At that time, so many days of hard work will be in vain.

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