Princess Fubao brought trillions of goods to help her father rule the world

Xiao Chengze's eyes were full of smiles. He touched the little sister in his arms and spoke first: "Don't worry, Zhuzhu. I'm not tired~"

As he said this, he kept looking at Xiao Heng out of the corner of his eye.

Humph, your father is so impatient to come to the imperial study, isn't it because he wants to hand over the things on hand to him as soon as possible?

When he set out from Beixiao, he knew his father's intention of asking him to come to Tianyang.

To put it nicely, it's called training, but in fact, it means working like a slave for your father.

I don’t know when I can go back to Beixiao, so for now I have to spend more time with my sister.

Xiao Heng looked at his son who had obviously grown taller. How could he not understand what was going on in his mind?

Well, let him stay with Zhuzhu for a while longer. It’s just that Zhuzhu’s palace was carefully selected by herself, so I can’t let my son live there...

"You should live with me these days! Let's enjoy the father-son relationship!"

Xiao Heng said this with some gnashing of teeth.

Xiao Chengze agreed with a smile. As long as he could spend more time with his sister, he didn't mind being scolded by his father at night.

Only Naituan noticed the strange harmony between his father and brother.

She hugged her eldest brother's neck with a smile and rubbed his face affectionately.

"Brother, are you hungry or thirsty? Let's sit down and talk. Zhuzhu will make you delicious~"

The corners of Xiao Chengze's lips curled up slightly, and there was a hint of provocation in his eyes as he looked at Xiao Heng.

"Zhuzhu, what are you going to give my brother to eat? Ever since I received the secret letter from my father, I have been trying my best to rush to Tianyang. Several Ferghana horses have died along the way..."

When Xiao Heng heard this, his back teeth were almost broken.

This brat just said that Qing'er and the others brought food for Zhuzhu and they were afraid that it would go bad and moldy on the way.

Now he tells lies with his eyes open in front of me.

If it wasn't in front of Zhuzhu, he would definitely grab Xiao Chengze's ears and let him know why the flowers are so red!

Xiao Baozhu frowned slightly and looked at her royal brother with eyes full of heartache.

With a stern face, he scolded, "Brother, why are you in such a hurry? Father and I are right here, and we won't run away! Just walk slowly on the road. Your body is your own. What if you get too tired and don't grow taller?"

After saying this, Naituan sighed sadly.

There is no magic medicine in her space that can make people grow taller. If her brother doesn't grow tall, she won't have a place to cry.

Xiao Chengze couldn't help but chuckle as he watched his younger sister preaching in a serious tone.

He smiled and nodded: "Yes, Princess Zhuzhu! Can we eat now? I am starving..."

Naitian waved her hand and piled all the delicacies in the space on the table where Xiao Heng had placed the memorials.

With a proud look on her face, she said, "Eat as much as you want, my royal brother! If it's not enough, I'll give you more!"

Xiao Heng snorted angrily and resigned himself to taking the memorial on the table away.

How could he dare to say no? If he angered the little ancestor, wouldn't he be the one who was sad and heartbroken?

When Xiao Chengze was eating, he was reluctant to let Xiao Heng hold his sister.

He chewed slowly and answered his younger sister's questions softly.

Naituan looked at her brother's cotton-padded jacket and suddenly thought of the corn grown by the people of Beixiao.

She raised her little face and said, "Brother, has Uncle Prime Minister Liu organized people to harvest the corn? It should be ripe by now~"

Xiao Chengze had almost finished eating by this time, and he put down the chopsticks in his hand.

He wiped his mouth slowly and replied, "When I set out, the corn had already been harvested and I was ready to plant the wheat..."

Xiao Heng also became interested. He drank a sip of milk tea and asked, "How many kilograms does this corn yield per mu? Is it more than the sweet potato?"

Naituan looked at his father in astonishment, Oh my God!

What is going on in Father's mind? Sweet potatoes grow in bunches, but corn only grows a little taller, with at most two ears!

"Your Majesty, I, the Prime Minister, and Lord Qian have read the reports submitted from various places! In this plain area, with sufficient rain and fertilizer, the corn yield per mu is about 1,100 kilograms, and in other areas it is about 800 to 900 kilograms!"

Xiao Heng felt a little disappointed when he heard this. He originally thought that corn had a higher yield than sweet potatoes, and he was expecting a yield of 4,000 to 5,000 kilograms per mu!

But think about it, before Zhuzhu was born, the people planted crops, and the highest yield per mu was only about 500 kilograms...

I felt much more balanced in my heart, knowing that I wouldn't have to worry about the people going hungry this year.

He looked up at the cold weather outside and thought that the people could finally have a good New Year this year.

Xiao Baozhu changed to a comfortable sitting position and spoke in a baby voice: "It's already very good~ We can encourage the people to continue to open up wasteland. We can recycle the sweet potatoes and potatoes they grow and make them into vermicelli and various food that can be stored for sale!"

As soon as Naituan finished speaking, Xiao Heng and Xiao Chengze's eyes instantly fell on Naituan.

What is vermicelli?

They had only heard from Zhuzhu that sweet potatoes could be made into dried form and sold, so how were vermicelli made?

Naituan saw the confusion in the two people's eyes, and mysteriously took out a large bundle of vermicelli from the space and held it in his arms.

"Here~ Father, brother! This is vermicelli. It's smooth and springy after being cooked, and it's really delicious. There's also a dish called pork stewed with vermicelli. We can make it flat, round, wide, or thin!"

Naituan couldn't help swallowing her saliva as she spoke, and she called Xiao Shunzi, who was waiting outside, to come in.

"Xiao Shunzi, take this vermicelli to the imperial kitchen! Tell the chef to stew it with pork belly, cabbage, tofu, and mushrooms!"

Xiao Shunzi took the vermicelli with both hands and walked out respectfully.

Seeing that his little girl was like a greedy cat at the moment, Xiao Heng couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation for the pork stewed with vermicelli in her mouth.

"When I arrived, my mother and Queen Jin had already set up an anti-smuggling department in Beijing, which was specifically responsible for supervising the shops and factories opened by the royal family across the country..."

Xiao Baozhu was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

No wonder I wrote several letters to my mother but she didn’t reply.

It turns out that he is busy with his career with the ladies~

I think the Daqian Kingdom doesn't need anyone to watch over it. Some of Ling Lingyi and his men can go to the Anti-Smuggling Department to work, and the rest can go to various border areas to serve as instructors.

Naituan was thinking in his mind that he would write a letter to Ling Lingyi and the others in the near future.

We also need to tell Wang Baben to run Dongcui well with Niu Ma.

Beixiao is now developing slowly. The news of opening shops and growing high-yield crops in the capital cannot be hidden from Emperor Dongcui.

He had to secretly observe the reaction of Emperor Dongcui, and after taking over Xiqi, he would then trick Nanyue and Dajing Kingdom into agreeing to unify the silver notes.

In this way, he could secretly open a bank in Dajing, Nanyue, Daqian, and Tianyang Xiqi, which had already surrendered...

Given Emperor Dongcui's arrogant character, he would certainly look down on this.

In this way, Beixiao can join forces with Dajing and Nanyue to impose economic sanctions on Dongcui...

The more Naituan thought about it, the happier he became, and he couldn't help but giggle out loud.