Sign in at the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, a god-level brat

Chapter 130 Father, This Is Popsicle, Try It Yourself
Under the envious gaze of everyone, Cheng Yaojin took over this glorious and sacred task.

It is also unprecedented, a task more important than fighting.

Because it is related to the famine problem of the people in the entire Tang Dynasty.

Cheng Yaojin was so happy!Because he knew that as long as he completed this task, it would be a much greater contribution than capturing a few cities and beheading a few enemy generals on the battlefield.

When he was in Prince Ping'an's Mansion, when His Majesty pulled out the potatoes, His Majesty's excited red eyes had already told him the real answer.

Others thought that Cheng Yaojin was a carefree Ma Daha.

In fact, Comrade Cheng is a meticulous old fritter, but he has always been hiding it deeply.

"Your Highness, please give me some advice on planting potatoes!"

Cheng Yaojin clasped his fists at Li Chengan and said.

"Uncle Cheng is being polite, this is what Cheng An should do."

"Early tomorrow morning, Cheng An and Uncle Cheng will go to the field to arrange the planting of potatoes. The most important thing right now is to let the soldiers station there first."

After hearing Li Chengan's words, Cheng Yaojin slapped his forehead.

"Your Majesty, the general will take his leave first. The general will send troops to set up camp around the land, so it will be much more convenient to take care of and look after the potatoes."

After listening to Cheng Yaojin's words, Li Shimin nodded.

"Okay, so it's hard work for Zhijie and your Zuo Wuhou army."

Early the next morning, Cheng Yaojin sent someone to pick up the sixth prince.

It just so happened that Changle also came to Ping'an Palace happily.

So after Cheng An and Chang Le had breakfast, they got into the carriage together and left Tai Chi Palace.

The large piece of fertile land left by Lu Guiling and Wang Changyuan is just around Chang'an City.

The carriage arrived at the scene in a short while.

I saw Li Chengan and Princess Changle coming together.

Cheng Yaojin led his soldiers to salute respectfully immediately.

This is why Chengan came without Cheng Chumo.

How embarrassing it would be if Chu Mo stood beside him and watched his father salute him.

"Uncle Cheng, there is no need to be too polite. Let's hurry up and get down to business. When the sun rises, the weather will heat up soon."

After hearing Li Chengan's words, Cheng Yaojin deeply felt the same way.

"This damn weather, it hasn't rained in one spring plus half of summer, and it's still hotter than the dog days."

"Uncle Cheng, it's all caused by the drought. Fortunately, these potatoes don't need much water. As long as they can sprout, they can be easily fed. There is no need to worry about Uncle Cheng's military order."

Li Chengan's words reassured Cheng Yaojin instantly.

"The final general will have to rely on His Highness for guidance, and I will thank Your Highness."

This guy, Cheng Yaojin is definitely a sharp-eyed person, and his attitude towards Li Chengan is more respectful than his attitude towards His Royal Highness.

Sure enough, less than an hour after instructing the soldiers to plant, Changle couldn't bear the heat anymore. She pouted and walked under the shade of the tree.

Even so, he still fanned with the small fan in his hand.

When returning to the palace, people along the way had already started harvesting crops under the scorching sun.

Although the production has been reduced a lot, at least these grains will allow them to survive this disaster year. It would be great if they could harvest some grains in autumn.

"My fellow, the drought is so severe this year, after harvesting the grain, are you still planning to sow?"

Li Chengan stopped the carriage and asked.

"Young master, it's impossible not to plant. As long as we can reap more than the seeds sown, we will be self-sufficient."

"If His Majesty hadn't sent soldiers to help us fight the drought and dug a well, the crops would have been useless. With that well, we would still be able to harvest a little in autumn. If we grit our teeth, we can survive this year."

After hearing what the fellow villagers said, Li Chengan left without saying anything.

But his heart was extremely heavy.

Such a drought is bound to bring about a massive locust attack.

And even if the common people have well water to keep their crops, they can't keep the locust plague that blocks the sky and the sun.

"Brother Cheng'an, let's never go out of the palace again, it's too hot in the wild, Changle feels dizzy."

After hearing Chang Le's words, Li Chengan turned his head and saw that Chang Le's complexion was really bad, as if he was about to suffer from heat stroke.

Chengan opened the system mall interface and successfully exchanged a box of old popsicles at the lowest price.

Take out two like a magic trick, and the others are naturally stored in the system space.

"Changle, take a stick of this to relieve the heat."

The little girl took it with blinking eyes.

When he started, there was a cold breath.

After taking a bite, Changle became energetic.

"Brother Chengan, this is ice, my God, how can there be ice at this time? And it's still such sweet ice?"

Changle's eyes are full of strange colors and lights.

"Naturally, the Pig God felt sorry for Changle when he saw Changle's scorching heat. Who made Changle treat those piglets so well during this period of time. The Pig God also passed on the method of making ice to Brother Huang. Don’t worry about being too hot to sleep at night.”

"Yes, yes..."

After hearing Cheng An's words, the little girl raised her arms happily and cheered.

That cute appearance made Li Chengan laugh along with him.

I just don't know if the early dynasty of the Xiande Palace is over now, if it is not over, I can fill up the shock points today, and I can also earn some appreciation points along the way.

The most important thing is to report to the emperor that after the villagers have harvested the crops, they must not sow any more.

If the seeds are sown, the food will really not even be able to reap the seeds.

The carriage came all the way to Tai Chi Palace.

She licked every bit of the old popsicle in Changle's mouth, and even the small wooden stick was licked several times with her tongue.

It wasn't until the sweetness disappeared that Chang Le reluctantly threw away the small wooden stick in his hand.

The carriage came to Xiande Hall, Chang Le saw that the gate of Xiande Hall was open, and immediately jumped up and ran towards Xiande Hall.

"Father, Father. Pig God passed on the art of making ice to Brother Cheng'an, and even gave Changle popsicles to eat. It's so sweet."

Princess Changle's words really gave Cheng An, who hadn't entered Xiande Hall, a wave of shock points.

It took a long time for the pleasant sound of ding ding ding to subside.

"My son, see the royal father."

Li Chengan walked into the Xiande Hall and said respectfully.

"Cheng An, what Chang Le said just now is true. Pig God really taught you the art of making ice, and what about that popsicle."

Li Shimin looked at Li Chengan excitedly and asked.

"Father, this is a popsicle, try it yourself."

(End of this chapter)