Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

He placed the piece of cotton cloth in the palm of his left hand and stroked it with his right hand, repeating: "It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong, it's just the way it feels."

Ji Benchang, who was standing by, was startled when he saw him like this. It was just a piece of cloth. Old Yue looked horrible...

Among the six ministries of the Six Great Zhou, he had spent some time in the Ministry of Personnel, and he knew a little about the duties of the Ministry of Personnel, but he had never been to the Ministry of Works. One must know that to be able to enter the Ministry of Works, talent and knowledge alone are far from enough.

It’s not that he is belittling other departments. Now he is the Minister of Revenue himself. There is no reason for him to look down on himself.

It can only be said that each department has different responsibilities and the officials have different expertise. When the Ministry of Works selects people, it pays the most attention to the officials' construction capabilities.

When selecting officials for the Ministry of Revenue, he paid more attention to two words - "essence" and "stinginess".

After thinking about it, Ji Benchang leaned over and asked quietly: "Minister Yue, what are you doing? What's so special about this piece of cloth in your hand?"

If Yue Zhenchuan in the past had seen Ji Benchang asking such a question without any shame, he would have definitely laughed at his short-sightedness. However, Yue Zhenchuan today had no intention of laughing at him. Instead, he gently stroked the cotton cloth in his hand and said in a trembling voice:

"This cloth... is cotton..."

He had imagined countless times that if his Ministry of Industry built a textile machine that could weave cotton cloth, that's what cotton cloth would look like!

Moreover, the piece of cloth in his hand at this moment felt delicate and had obvious fluff. What else could it be but cotton!

"What?!" Ji Benchang also raised his voice upon hearing this.

Although he didn't recognize these fabrics very well, he had worked with Yue Zhenchuan for decades and knew that the Ministry of Industry had never given up weaving cotton cloth.

He also knew that the Ministry of Industry had been defeated time and again over the years.

After a moment of confusion, he asked, "Didn't your Ministry of Industry produce this cotton cloth? Where did this piece come from?"

Then he looked at Yu Shizhang who was sitting next to him, wanting to seek the answer from him.

Unexpectedly, Yu Shizhang just sat there and smiled at him, with no intention of answering his questions.

Yue Zhenchuan could no longer sit still, and quickly stepped forward to ask the emperor: "Your Majesty, may I ask where this cotton cloth came from? The person who built this loom is from my Great Zhou. Is he in Shangjing now?"

He was so excited. Although his Ministry of Industry not only had a weaving department but was also busy with other affairs, building a textile machine that could weave cotton cloth had always been the dream of everyone in his ministry.

With cotton cloth, the people of his Great Zhou could wear clothes that were both cheap and comfortable.

The cost of making clothes for each household will be reduced, and the money in the family can be spent on other things, whether it is for food or studying, and life will be better.

But it is not easy to build a textile machine that can weave cotton cloth...

Who would have thought that today, he would be able to touch a piece of woven cotton cloth with his own hands, which meant that the world already had the first cotton weaving machine!

He suddenly felt his blood boiling. No matter who made the textile machine, he would recruit him into his ministry of industry!

The emperor, who was sitting high on the throne, was secretly pleased when he saw Yue Zhenchuan's reaction, but he asked calmly:

"Why are you so excited, Lord Yue? It's just a piece of cotton cloth."

"His Majesty!"

Yue Zhenchuan widened his eyes and quickly called out "Emperor".

What does "just a piece of cotton cloth" mean?

This is cotton cloth! Your Majesty, don’t you know how much the Great Zhou will change after having a cotton loom?

After a moment he calmed down and thought carefully, how could His Majesty not know? These words might have been said deliberately for him to hear.

The emperor wanted to put on a stage to perform a play, so there was no reason for him to refuse.

Yue Zhenchuan gritted his teeth, lifted his official robe and knelt down.

He said loudly: "Your Majesty, please tell me who invented the cotton weaving machine. This cotton cloth is very important to the Ministry of Industry, no, to our entire Great Zhou!"

His expression was sincere and his words were earnest, as if he would kneel down and not get up until the emperor told him.

The emperor chuckled and said, "My dear Yue, what are you doing? Please get up quickly. I called you here today because of the things in your hands. There is no reason for me not to tell you."

Upon hearing this, Yue Zhenchuan looked at the emperor, with an obvious expression on his face: Then you tell me!

Unexpectedly, the emperor looked at Ji Benchang beside him and said, deliberately keeping it a secret:

"I was thinking that after Lord Ji had a look at what was in his hand, I would tell you two Lords at the same time."

Ji Benchang was shocked when he was suddenly named. The meaning of His Majesty's words was obvious.

Could it be that the thing in his hand was as important as the cotton cloth...

He raised the cloth bag in his hand and was about to open it when he heard Yue Zhenchuan, who was kneeling on the ground, gritting his teeth and urging him, "Hurry up!"

Yue Zhenchuan was extremely anxious. He had already unpacked the cloth bag and put on a show with His Majesty, but the cloth bag in Ji Benchang's hand was still wrapped tightly.

Ji Benchang was originally a little excited and his hands were moving quite fast, but after hearing Yue Zhenchuan's urging, he felt uncomfortable.

Keep urging me, just keep urging me every day!

He stopped what he was doing and whispered teasingly, "Master Yue, His Majesty has just called you to get up, why are you still kneeling? Why don't you get up and open it with me?"

When Yue Zhenchuan heard this, he knew that this man was being mean again, so he simply gritted his teeth and turned his head to the side.

He just didn't believe that Ji Benchang wasn't anxious!

Seeing that he could not excite Yue Zhenchuan today, Ji Benchang lost interest and buried his head in opening the cloth bag in his hand.

He saw that the cloth bag was wrapped very tightly with three layers inside and three layers outside. There was still another layer after opening one layer. He wondered in his heart who was the person who wrapped the cloth bag.

When he removed the innermost layer of linen, the first thing that caught his eye was the roots of the rice.

"Ok?"

Ji Benchang was surprised that it was rice. Then he looked up.

Yue Zhenchuan, who was standing by, heard Ji Benchang's voice and was about to turn around to look, but with a "pop", the man knelt down beside him.

Yue Zhenchuan was frightened when someone suddenly knelt beside him. Before he could speak, he heard Ji Benchang stammering.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty...Your Majesty..."

The emperor, sitting high up, looked at Ji Benchang's reaction with satisfaction, and asked with a chuckle, "My dear Ji, what are you doing? How come I didn't know before that you have a stutter?"

Ji Benchang stared stupidly at the rice in his hands for a while, then looked up at the emperor, feeling a buzzing in his head.

He read that right.

He must have seen it right.

What he held in his hand was indeed rice, a huge handful of rice with many ears of rice.

right.

He looked at the thing in his hand repeatedly, and after a moment he finally confirmed that this big plant was rice, the rice planted in the ground, the rice that could be cooked into white rice... rice.

But who can tell him why there is such lush rice in this world?

Not today, it must be a dream.