I'm a useless prince, so what if I know a little bit of chemistry?

After Yue'er finished speaking, she took out a painting and placed it in front of everyone.

The painting above shows the scene of farmers harvesting in autumn.

This painting is of superb craftsmanship and lifelike, and every person in it seems to come alive.

Just looking at the scene in the painting reminds people of the busy scene during the farming season.

Looking at the painting in front of him, Lin Fan smiled and asked, "Who painted this?"

"It's my young lady."

Yue'er replied with a hint of pride on her face.

"The painting is extraordinary and lifelike."

"Of course." Yue'er said proudly.

Even Chu Nian'er herself was very satisfied with her painting. After hearing Lin Fan's praise, she couldn't help feeling a little proud.

"Unfortunately, there are some problems."

Lin Fan changed the subject and looked at Chu Nian'er.

Chu Nian'er frowned, somewhat unconvinced, and asked, "Sir, if you think there are any shortcomings, just tell me. If what you say makes sense, I will naturally correct it."

Chu Nian'er's tone was somewhat coquettish, and it sounded like she was not questioning Lin Fan, but rather the tone of a quarrel between a couple.

Chu Nian'er herself did not notice it, but stared at Lin Fan, waiting for his explanation.

"Haha, in that case, I'll just say a few words."

Lin Fan walked closer to Chu Nian'er's painting, pointed at the figure in the painting, and said, "That's the problem."

"Here? What's the problem?"

Chu Nian'er was puzzled. She looked at the person Lin Fan pointed at and began to think.

Not only Chu Nian'er, everyone was puzzled.

This painting is so lifelike and the people in it look like living people, yet there is still a problem?

Chu Nian'er looked at it several times, but still couldn't find anything wrong. She frowned and said, "I didn't see it. Please point out the wrong place."

"Haha, at first glance, this painting is indeed extraordinary, but I want to ask, are there any farmers present?"

Lin Fan asked the people who were watching the fun on the shore.

Chun Fang looked at Lin Fan with little stars in his eyes.

"Young Master is amazing. Such a good painting must have been created by a highly skilled painter, but Young Master seems to be even better."

Chu Hu was about to speak when Chun Fang glared at him, and he suddenly felt extremely aggrieved.

In the end, Chu Hu decided that a good man should not fight with a woman.

"My family is engaged in farming."

A skinny old man with a yellow face raised his hand and shouted.

Lin Fan looked at the old man's face and realized that he got sunburned from working in the fields for many years. He asked, "How many people are there in your family?"

"Six people." The old man said decisively.

"In that case, are you guys getting enough to eat?"

"I used to be from Yan. There were 17 people in my family, but most of them starved to death. Finally, I took my family and fled to Liang."

"Nowadays, the annual grain is only enough for the family to eat, and there is barely enough left for planting crops."

Lin Fan looked at Chu Nian'er and said with a smile: "Now, you should understand, right?"

Chu Nian'er nodded, looking ashamed.

"I see. Thank you for clearing up my confusion, sir."

Everyone was stunned, completely confused as to what this meant.

Did Chu Nian'er feel convinced by the old farmer's words?

"Do you understand?" Chu Hu asked, looking at the plainclothes soldiers behind him.

As a result, they all shook their heads, indicating that they were also confused.

"Forget it, I'll ask you later."

"I understand."

Qin Jiaojiao, who had been silent, suddenly spoke at this moment.

Qin Jiaojiao pointed at the painting and said, "Look at the farmers in the painting. They all have smiling faces, as if they are celebrating the harvest."

"Yes, but I don't think there's anything wrong with it?" Chu Hu asked.

"Just now, you also heard what the old farmer said. There are so many taxes and levies. Even if there is a harvest, it will only be enough for the whole family to eat, and they may not even be full. How do you think they can laugh?" Qin Jiaojiao asked.

After Qin Jiaojiao's explanation, Chu Hu finally understood.

Indeed, if the food after the harvest is all their own, they will naturally smile happily.

Previously, the tax rate in Daliang was one tenth, but now that there was a war, it became three tenths. Adding the landlords' share, the people did not have much surplus food.

At that time, everyone's face should be filled with sorrow, how could they smile?

Chu Nian'er smiled and praised: "Young Master is very observant."

Lin Fan waved his hands, not showing much complacency.

Very observant?

Do not!

Lin Fan understood the lives of ordinary people in the world today, and he also knew that the power of the masses was the force that could defeat everything.

Therefore, ever since Lin Fan traveled here, he has been thinking about how to change the status quo.

Unfortunately, with Lin Fan's current power, he is still far from being able to do that.

But one day, he believed that he could create a great and prosperous era.

"Now, please write a poem."

Yue'er quickly stepped forward and continued to host the poetry reading.

This time, Lin Fan didn't think at all, he just picked up the pen and wrote it in one go.

Yang Jiannan has given up voluntarily.

At this moment, he had already walked off the boat, and together with the other onlookers, he watched Lin Fan pick up his pen and write poetry.

In just a moment, Lin Fan had finished writing.

He did not wait for the result as he had done before, but turned around and left after finishing writing.

Yue Er asked, "Sir, please stay. Are you going to give up your rights?"

Lin Fan didn't even turn his head, and only said: "Winning or losing has nothing to do with me anymore."

Approaching Chu Hu and the others, Lin Fan said, "Let's go."

"Yes!"

Chun Fang and the others naturally had no objection and followed Lin Fan away.

Yue'er was a little at a loss and looked at Lin Yidao and Chu Nian'er.

Chu Nian'er was very curious and said softly, "Read it first."

"When the sun is high in the sky,

Sweat drips down the soil.

Who knows the plate of Chinese food,

Every grain of rice is hard-earned. "

After Yue'er finished reading it, it caused a huge uproar among the people around her. After that, the poem spread all over the country at an extremely fast speed.

However, the instigator, Lin Fan, had already returned to the inn.

"My Lord, I really think the way you turned and left was amazing! Especially when you said that winning or losing didn't matter to me anymore, I almost admired you to death!"

Chu Hu was very excited and danced with joy.

Lin Fan smiled helplessly and said, "We still have business to attend to. We can't stay in Yihe County forever, right?"

Chu Hu chuckled, with an expression that all men understand, and said, "My Lord, don't you want to be with the Oiran..."

Before Chu Hu could finish his words, Chun Fang kicked him hard.

"Who do you think the Marquis is? Do you think he's the same as you?"

Seeing Chun Fang like this, Chu Hu stopped talking and walked to the side to brag to a few young soldiers about his brave deeds in Yixiang Tower.

Lin Fan rolled his eyes helplessly, thinking that Chu Hu was really a funny guy.

"My Lord, when do we set out?"

Chun Fang asked softly, his voice was completely different from how he treated Chu Hu just now.

Lin Fan tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and his eyes suddenly became somewhat unfathomable.

"Tomorrow, if I'm not mistaken, Lin Yidao should come to visit soon."