Little Lord.

Lan En still tried the mushroom buns that Jiang Zhuozhuo strongly recommended.

The mushrooms in the mushroom buns have been chopped into fine particles of uniform coarseness and fineness. At first glance, they are integrated with the meat filling, and it is hard to think of them as poisonous mushrooms that can kill people with just one bite.

There is also a bowl of mushroom fish soup.

Fresh from the pot of fish heads still heating up in the middle of the table.

Lan En looked at the soup in front of him with a complicated expression.

You can also see a fat fish head with sharp teeth showing.

He already knew about mushrooms, but he didn't expect Jiang Zhuozhuo would even eat the fish head!

It’s not that no one eats fish in the imperial capital, but the nobles only pick the best piece of meat to eat, and basically throw away the rest.

And only the best nutritionists can remove the fishy smell of fish and make it into a dish suitable for consumption.

Ordinary people neither know how to handle nor dare to catch those ferocious fish, so this thing is not on the civilian menu either.

But now, there is a fish head cooking in that pot of soup!
No noble would touch such a thing.

Jiang Zhuozhuo saw Lan En's eyes fall on the fish head in the soup, and introduced it to Lan En: "Don't be fooled by the fierce appearance of this fish, it is actually the most delicious when used to make soup. But you have to drink it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold!"

In order to ensure that the fish soup remains fresh when served, Helana uses a casserole that can simmer it over low heat, with a very durable fish oil lamp burning underneath.

Take from the fish, give to the fish!
A fish should be served neatly on the table!

Lan En: “…”

Lan En couldn't laugh at all.

Wasn't his salary remitted to Woye Province on time every month? Why did his daughter's life still sound so miserable?

And she said it so happily, as if eating these things was enough to satisfy her.

Lan En tried to take a bite of the mushroom bun in his hand.

The buns just taken out of the steamer taste really good. They are very soft when you bite them, and the taste becomes even richer after you taste the delicious fillings inside.

Even someone like Lan En, who can live on the Sage Academy's working meals 365 days a year, has to admit that it is indeed delicious.

Moreover, he quickly and keenly sensed the slight interference of the mushrooms inside on his spiritual consciousness.

Even though those who choose the scholar route may not be very good at fighting, in fact their spiritual awareness is no worse than that of the strongest warrior.

The reason why his physical condition was so bad that he had to gasp for air after every three steps was only known to him and Her Majesty the Queen.

At that time, the eighth princess had been in the egg for nearly ninety years without hatching. People outside thought that it might be a dead egg and there was a lot of discussion about it.

He forcefully hatched it according to the methods recorded in ancient books, paying the price of almost draining his spiritual consciousness.

It also accidentally affected another egg that had not yet officially entered the incubation period.

It can be said that a big part of the reason why Jiang Zhuozhuo was in that state over the past decade was because... he, as a father, wanted to save her sister.

The damage to his sea of ​​consciousness caused by the instant drain of his spiritual consciousness was enormous. For a long time, he could only stay in the library tower in his original form to recuperate. He could not even transform into a human form to visit his daughter very often.

He has only recently recovered somewhat, but much of the damage is irreversible.

He didn't have much to offer them.

Lan lowered his eyelashes.

Jiang Zhuozhuo was close to Lan En and could keenly sense that... Lan En seemed like she was about to cry.

Could it be that he was so delicious that he cried?

Well, it can’t be that delicious!
Jiang Zhuozhuo called out cautiously: "Dad?"

When Lan En heard Jiang Zhuozhuo calling him, he suddenly came back to his senses.

He rarely showed his true emotions in front of others, but in the blink of an eye, a gentle smile appeared in his eyes, and he praised: "It's delicious, no wonder you like it, I shouldn't have been so arbitrary to think it was inedible."

Seeing that his beloved mushrooms were finally recognized, Jiang Zhuozhuo immediately invited Lan En to have some more mushroom fish soup.

The mushrooms are fresh, the fish is fresh too, and the soup made from them is so delicious that it will make your eyebrows drop!

Lan En is very obedient. He eats whatever Jiang Zhuozhuo tells him to eat, which makes Jiang Zhuozhuo feel a sense of accomplishment for successfully feeding his father.

But no matter what he eats, Lan En's demeanor is as elegant as ever.

Jiang Zhuozhuo really wanted to see how he sucked the bone marrow gracefully.

Fortunately, she remembered in time that her father was suspected of having three highs, and gave up the idea of ​​changing tomorrow's menu to hand-grabbed braised bones.

The bone marrow is full of fat!

People with three highs should not touch it!
Jiang Zhuozhuo secretly looked at Lan En with caring eyes.

Lan En:.

There it is again, that weird look from my daughter.

What on earth was she thinking every time her daughter looked at her like this?

Suddenly I want to take another psychology course, as my current knowledge reserves seem to be insufficient.

……

Even though something went wrong, Jiang Zhuozhuo still had the nerve to try out the mysterious crystal ball after eating and drinking his fill.

She asked Maine to inject a ray of spiritual consciousness into it, and then flew to the highest dome of the castle, saying that she wanted to show the moon to Maine who was working overtime.

Sitting for a long time at work is unhealthy, you need to get up and take a break!
Maine: .

You can imagine that with this thing, you will receive such comfort every day.

Maine said: "Your Highness should also remind Mr. Luery that he draws blueprints day and night, and it may affect his health over time."

Jiang Zhuozhuo was angry: "He said he doesn't like to be disturbed when he is creating."

The perceptive old man refused to inject spiritual consciousness into the crystal ball. Since Old Lu had escaped, Maine could only smile and make a new suggestion: "You can go to the Knights' Camp and try to see how to use it when it can store a certain number of spiritual consciousnesses at the same time."

The alchemist who created this alchemical product probably felt that a one-time call was too useless and did not dare to blatantly offer the defective product to the Queen to get the royal alchemical subsidy, so this beautiful crystal ball can theoretically store multiple spiritual consciousnesses at the same time.

——But in the final analysis, it was still only possible to have a few short calls.

Jiang Zhuozhuo could only sigh that infrastructure construction was a long and difficult process.

If a country wants to build well-connected roads and railways across the country and spread communication signals to every corner of the country, it needs to invest huge manpower, material resources and time.

This process requires a lot of talent from planning to implementation.

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Seeing Jiang Zhuozhuo suddenly spread out in front of him, Maine asked with concern: "Your Highness, what happened again?"

The little round bird muttered gloomily: "There is no nine-year compulsory education yet, where are the professionals coming from? And without teaching materials and teachers, we won't be able to train them even in a hundred years!"

Hasn't this place been developing for thousands or tens of thousands of years, but the level of technology is still so much behind that of Earth?

Unfortunately, she didn't study science and had no idea how to develop those scientific technologies.

She can't even memorize the periodic table!
And even if she could recite the periodic table, the various elements here might be different from what she had learned.

I can’t play it. I can’t play it at all!
You can’t play it on your phone or computer!

Maine frowned slightly when he thought of the education issue that Jiang Zhuozhuo had mentioned.

The only courses they can offer to the public now are literacy and arithmetic, and the people they train can only do some simple record-keeping work.

It is still a long way from the nine years of compulsory education that Jiang Zhuozhuo mentioned.

Maine suggested: "Your Highness can discuss this with Earl Lan tomorrow. Maybe he can recruit the talents that our territory needs for Your Highness."

The backwardness here also has its advantages, the construction cost is very low.

Carrying out more short-term construction projects can also provide a lot of jobs.

The only problem is that they can't train enough teachers.

Earl Lan En is from the House of Sages. As the Queen's think tank, the House of Sages has a special institution for talent training.

Even those who were eliminated halfway and ultimately failed to enter the Sages' Academy had more profound knowledge than ordinary people.

Many nobles were happy to ask these sages in reserve to serve as private tutors for their children.

Although many people are unwilling to come to the Fertile Province, what if Earl Lan happens to know some people who are willing to come?

After listening to Maine's advice, Jiang Zhuozhuo showed a rare look of hesitation.

Maine found it very strange: "Your Highness, do you have any concerns?"

Jiang Zhuozhuo sighed, "I'm afraid if I mention it to him, he won't be able to do it, and he'll be sad."

According to what she had learned from her general education courses on the mainland, the talent training institution of Xianzhe Academy was similar to one of the top universities in the capital.

If you make such a request, it is equivalent to asking others to help you poach people from Tsinghua University and Peking University to provide basic education in remote mountainous areas!

No one with any shame would make such a request.

Jiang Zhuozhuo didn't care about shame, but if she, as a father, felt sad and guilty because he couldn't do it, her mother might lose her husband again...

Maine: “…”

Thinking of Earl Lan's physical condition, Maine also felt that his suggestion was somewhat inappropriate.

Just look at how nervous the entourage are about Earl Lann. If something happens to a person when he needs to be responsible, he might really be executed by the Queen in a rage.

Maine said, "Forget it, Your Highness, please do not mention this matter in front of Earl Lann."

Jiang Zhuozhuo nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice: "When we get rich here, we will find a way to recruit more talents."

After the two of them had discussed it, Jiang Zhuozhuo took the crystal ball to the Knights Camp.

She enthusiastically approached people one by one to ask for their spiritual consciousness.

The thing that the Knights' Camp had the most was people, and Jiang Zhuozhuo filled the crystal ball in a short while.

She flew high up again, ready to connect with them in turn.

When multiple spiritual consciousnesses exist in the crystal ball at the same time, it becomes a test of Jiang Zhuozhuo's ability to distinguish to whom these spiritual consciousnesses belong.

They will not merge with each other in the crystal ball, but will only rotate back and forth inside according to a certain pattern. The entire crystal ball appears to be shining because it is filled with spiritual consciousness.

Very beautiful.

Jiang Zhuozhuo was very satisfied with his masterpiece. He squatted on the dome and began to try to call the members of the Knight Battalion.

When Horville returned from his patrol mission, he saw the knights crowded around... a wall, talking in a busy crowd.

"He can't hold on any longer! He can't hold on any longer!"
"Only fifty-three seconds. He can't last a minute!"
"Your Highness, please call me. I want to try it too!"

Howler looked past the knights and onto the wall, where he spotted a vague bird shadow.

The small bird shadow was gradually disappearing due to the exhaustion of the receiver's spiritual consciousness.

I don't know if they have heard other knights signing up enthusiastically.

Höveler: ?

Seeing Huo Weiler coming back, Luke, who loved to join in the fun, squeezed out of the crowd reluctantly and enthusiastically shared with him that Jiang Zhuozhuo had come to ask for their spiritual consciousness.

That magical crystal ball can realize long-distance communication!
Hearing this, Howler raised his head and looked at the little round bird squatting on the dome playing with the crystal ball.

If you just shout here, the little round bird will be able to hear it, right?

You call this long distance?

(End of this chapter)