Quick Wear: After Binding the Boss

A month later.

The weather gradually warmed up, and good news finally came from Nanyihuangzhuang. Not only that, Xingzhou also made glass by the way.

Although it is not as bright as modern glass, it is much clearer than the colored glaze offered as tribute from abroad.

As for cement, Starship only made the 32.5 type, which is strong enough for now.

In order to demonstrate the effectiveness of cement, Xingzhou also specially asked people to build three brick houses according to the drawings.

As for the workers, they are all people from the village. There are not only workers doing the work on the village, but also their families. There is no shortage of labor force among them, so it doesn't matter who you make money for.

When the emperor arrived, the construction was almost completed. The beams had been erected and all that was left was to lay the tiles.

"Okay, okay, this is really okay."

Emperor Cheng'an was very happy.

"In fact, in addition to building houses, it can also be used to pave roads, build river dams and so on."

"Besides that, Father, come here."

"how?"

Xingzhou led Emperor Cheng'an to a piece of cultivated farmland. In order to ensure better growth, Xingzhou also specially raised seedlings. Now the temperature is still good and branches and leaves have grown.

In addition, there are sweet potatoes that are being prepared for seedling cultivation.

"what are these?"

Emperor Cheng An asked doubtfully.

"Potatoes and sweet potatoes are both annual herbs. If they are well cared for, the yield per mu is about 1,500 kilograms or more. If they are carefully cultivated, it can reach 6,000 kilograms or even more. Not only is the yield high, but it is also very delicious. There are many ways to eat it, whether it is fried as a vegetable or ground into fine powder, it is excellent."

"How many?"

Emperor Cheng An felt as if he was deaf. Why was he hearing nonsense?

If Dajing really brought back potatoes from overseas, the yield per mu would naturally not be so high. In addition to the breeding problem, there is also the problem of variety, etc. However, these potatoes were bought from the mall and are of high-quality varieties. As long as other conditions are not too excessive, the yield per mu is still very high.

At the very least, it is ten times higher than the wheat, rice, and millet that Dajing is currently growing.

"If you don't believe me, just wait until they are ripe and come back to see them." Xingzhou waved his hand and asked Qingying to get the potatoes and sweet potatoes that were roasting on the stove.

"Father, you can try it. It tastes very sweet."

After Emperor Cheng An took it, he peeled one himself without minding the dirt. After taking a bite, his eyes lit up. After he finished eating, he burst into laughter again.

"Okay, okay, Dajing is blessed to have you. I will dispatch the Imperial Guards to protect this place and prevent any bad guys from breaking in."

In Emperor Cheng'an's opinion, potatoes and sweet potatoes are much more useful than cement, and better than soap and glass. After all, soap and glass are made for wealthy families, and ordinary people may not be able to afford them even if they want to use them.

The same goes for cement. Those who can use fire bricks are not poor families. They may even be small landlords in the village.

Only potatoes and sweet potatoes are good things that directly benefit the people. With them, wouldn't Dajing win more people's hearts and minds and bring peace to the world?

Even in a war, we are stronger than others.

The old man, the Duke of Zhenguo, always shows off his daughter, but he doesn't know that it is my son who cares about the people's livelihood.

"Besides that, I also made this when I was making cement. Father, take a look and use it."

Xingzhou spread out the red cloth, and the box was filled with glassware, vases, wine glasses, tea cups, ornaments and a series of other things.

"what?"

Emperor Cheng An had been frightened too much today and was unable to react.

"You made all this colored glass? Isn't it said that this thing is difficult to make?"

It’s not that Emperor Cheng’an didn’t send people to check on Shi Jingjing, but the Duke of Zhenguo and Prince of Yan were guarding her closely, so he couldn’t just send a grandmaster over, because they would have to listen to him.

Besides, it is not easy to expose this matter. Otherwise, as the ruler of a country, if he covets his daughter-in-law's property, he will be scolded to death if it is made public.

"It's not easy indeed. It requires a high-temperature furnace. It's just a coincidence that we managed to do it."

Now, even if they make it themselves, it will be difficult to make it cheap.

At most, it is slightly cheaper than those coming from the Western Regions.

Not to mention that glass is made of sand, which also needs to be screened and then fired and shaped, so it cannot be cheap.

But making money from the nobles is not a big deal. Maybe in the future when more are produced and improved, the price can be lowered.

"Good good."

Emperor Cheng'an has no idea how many words he has said today.

This would have to wait until the next year, when he had both money and people, so he no longer had to worry about harassment from the northern barbarians. He could just defeat them and unify them.

"Will you come back to the palace with me?"

Emperor Cheng An asked kindly, his tone was too soft.

"No, no, I want to go out and play. I've been in the imperial manor for so many days and haven't been able to properly explore the capital."

"Take this token. You can enter and leave the palace as you please. Don't climb over the wall."

Emperor Cheng An rolled his eyes at him and threw him a token.

Do you really think he doesn't know that Xingzhou often escaped from the palace years ago?

"I will give you a group of guards in a few days. They are all quasi-imperial guards and the confidants of the future emperor. I will assign a team of people to you, and you can send them to do anything in the future." Emperor Cheng An originally wanted to protect Xing Zhou, but when he thought of Xing Zhou's level of skill, he had to give up. It was also okay for them to do some small things.

"Ah? You gave them to me, but what about the Crown Prince?" Xing Zhou suddenly began to doubt Emperor Cheng An's intentions. Could he be forcing him to become the emperor?

Wearing a yellow robe?

Have you caused me suffering?

How can I take on such a great responsibility?

At this moment, Xingzhou thought of a big drama in his mind.

Emperor Cheng An hit Xing Zhou on the head and finally explained.

"What nonsense are you talking about? There are hundreds of potential Imperial Guards, but only about 30% of them can officially become Imperial Guards. The rest are discarded and basically become ordinary Imperial Guards. A very small number of them stay to teach apprentices."

"That's fine, that's fine."

Xingzhou patted his chest in relief.

After Emperor Cheng'an left, Xingzhou called Xiao Lingzi over and asked, "How is the matter I asked you to find out?"

"Master, I have already inquired about it. The Princess of Yan will attend a poetry gathering at Qingkui Tower in four days. It is said that the young masters of various families will go, such as the second young master of the Duke of Ning and the young master of the Duke of Qing. Young Master Mingyu has also been dragged there.

Besides, I also heard that many people participated in this year's tribute, just to see this legendary talented woman. But I don't know who they are. "

"There are tribute students too? They don't prepare for the palace examination, but have the leisure to participate in some poetry competition. Why? Knowing that the palace examination will not eliminate people, they just get a jinshi degree and then live a life of idleness and wait for death?"

Seeing that the palace examination is approaching in late March, these tribute students are really not afraid.

"By the way, do you think Master Mingyu will go too?"

"Yes."