"He was promoted a while ago and was sent to a military camp at the border by the government. He is not in the capital at the moment."

It seems that the government has made a big move. I wonder what kind of people will be caught in this line?

The second son of the Prime Minister's Mansion is currently studying in the academy. He has always had a very good reputation. I don't know if he is really good or just pretending, a "fake fairy".

Shen Ruyi was so curious that she wanted to know what the government would do. Unfortunately, she could only wait and see.

"I'm a little uncomfortable with the lack of money coming in lately. Little Black Charcoal, think about what else we can do to make money recently. It's not that we're short of money, but I just feel too idle and a little bored lately."

The young prince said suddenly.

"Let me think about it"

Shen Ruyi thought about it over and over again, and there was no place to make money recently.

“How about you find us a group of people with good voices and we start training them. In addition to learning the existing basic opera singing methods, we also need to learn new singing methods.

These people, regardless of gender or age, only sing and do not sell their bodies, and their origins are not important, as long as their character is acceptable. "

We need to rehearse modern songs and control the direction of public opinion in the capital in terms of entertainment.

"It's done."

"Also, I asked someone to copy a lot of the Ksitigarbha Sutra. You can discuss with the Big Buddha Temple and see how to promote it. It would be best if Buddhists could at least get a copy home."

"Do you charge money?"

"Of course we will. You see that believer came into the temple empty-handed. Let the believers decide the price based on their own worth. We can also consider holding a Dharma assembly or something and preaching the sutras."

The young prince asked with sparkling eyes, "Okay, I'll do it when I'm done. Little Black Charcoal, are there any fresh fruits recently?"

"Just tell me what you want to eat. Don't be so tactful."

"Do you still have the cherry you ate last time?"

"We don't have fresh cherries, but we do have canned cherries. Would you like some?"

"Eat, eat, eat."

"Wait."

Shen Ruyi brought over a small jar, opened it, took out a bowl and a spoon, and poured a bowl out for herself and the young prince.

"It's delicious. It tastes amazing. Do you have more? Give me a few jars and I'll take them."

"Okay." This was what Shen Ruyi had originally planned.

This small jar can only hold 2 jin. It's really not much to eat.

The government has been in a bad mood recently, so eat something to sweeten your mouth and heart.

She was the one who first exposed the fact that he was cuckolded. I hope there will never be a day of reckoning in the future.

Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger!

There were so many fruits in the space that they were about to overflow. After much thought, Shen Ruyi decided to can them all.

A batch of small jars were specially customized for canning, and the jars were sealed with wooden corks.

After trying several types of wood, I finally found the one that sealed best.

I also stocked up some extra wood and planted a lot of new saplings.

Other styles of jars are being produced in preparation for later sale.

If the fruit cannot be canned, you can cut it and bake it into dried fruit, such as kiwi fruit.

This is an attempt. I will practice it myself first. In the future, when the fruits outside are in mass production, I can do the same with the leftovers that I cannot finish eating and sell.

After the young prince finished his meal, he looked at the time and found that Changle was about to finish class. He said, "I'm going to find Changle," and left.

Now the young prince can play together with Changle and the Great Sage.

Nanchuan and Nanchen are good people, but they have been very busy with their studies recently and have to take part in the imperial examinations, so they have no time to take care of the young prince.

The young prince didn't want to disturb them.

The young prince hated studying the most. He could practice martial arts with them, but he couldn't study.

Shen Ruyi finally dug up all the potatoes and sweet potatoes in the space recently, and she was almost exhausted.

I plan to give myself some time off and have a little rest.

She estimated that the sweet potato yield per mu was nearly 3 jin, the potato yield per mu was about 2 jin, and the corn yield per mu was about 5 jin.

A nest of sweet potatoes weighs dozens of kilograms and is particularly large. The largest one is as big as a large bowl.

It’s hard to cook it when roasted.

This output is incredible.

Fortunately, my mental strength has improved a lot recently, so I was able to put in a lot of effort when digging potatoes and sweet potatoes.

It reduced the difficulty of excavation and accelerated the progress of excavation. Otherwise, she would have to dig until the end of time.

It depends on the per-acre yield outside. What will it be in the end?

If the output outside can be stabilized to 1/20 of the space, it will be very good.

Nowadays, the yield of many grains per mu is between 200-300 jin. The yield that can reach 300 jin is very rare, and that only happens in years of good weather and harvest.

In bad years, the yield can't even reach 200 kilograms.

As for the young prince, the time had just passed and Changle's activity had just ended, so it was free time.

Changle took the little prince directly to the field to see the strawberries.

Ever since he knew it was a strawberry, Changle came over several times a day, staring at it from the time it bloomed until now.

Just waiting for it to mature, I can't wait any longer.

Not to mention Changle, the Monkey King was even more so. He often patrolled the strawberry fields alone with a few puppies, for fear that someone would steal the strawberries from the fields.

He cares more about this than the servants in charge of this field.

Every time I come here, I need to check them one by one to make sure that none is missing.

When the young prince saw that some of the tips had turned red, he was about to pick them off, but the Monkey King stopped him with a series of squeaking gestures.

"You mean it's not ripe yet and can't be eaten, right? Or not sweet enough?" the young prince asked unwillingly.

"Brother, it's not ripe yet. It's so sour. Yesterday morning, there was a strawberry with a red tip. The Great Sage and I picked it and shared half. We tasted it and it was so sour."

"It's edible, but it's sour, right? Then I'll try one first. If it doesn't kill you, then it's fine."

The young prince picked a big one, which was also the reddest, and tasted it. "Hmm, it tastes good, but a little sour. Can it be eaten in two or three days?"

"Yes, yes, it will be ready to eat in two or three days. Brother Prince, you must come over to eat it in two days. It is delicious. I like it the most."

"Okay, I'll definitely come. Didn't you say last time that you like watermelon the most?"

The young prince happened to meet him last time. Everyone was having fruit afternoon tea, so he enjoyed it too. It was extremely delicious.

Unfortunately, he only grabbed 4 and that was it.

"That was last time. My favorite this time is strawberry, right, Great Sage?"

The Great Sage agreed and said that this was indeed the case.

"Great Sage, you are just a yes-monkey. You agree with whatever Changle says."

Changle defended himself, "We are brothers."

"Okay, you guys are brothers. Are you selling this? It's such a large amount that I can't even finish it myself."

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