The abandoned concubine who transmigrated woke up shouting "Long live the widow!"

Jingxue instructed the palace servants in the imperial kitchen to prepare coarse salt, a filter cloth, and a stone pot.

Qin Jing took over the operation, and Jing Xue took out calcium oxide from the medicine box and told the emperor and the others that this stuff was made by crushing seashells on the beach, melting them, adding water, and then evaporating them.

Qin Jing clenched his fist. "No wonder the people of Nanzhao can produce fine salt; the raw materials are right here!"

Jingxue asked Qin Jing to pour the coarse salt from the salt jar into a pot, add water, and heat it to dissolve.

Then, I dissolved the calcium oxide I had brought in in water and added it to the salt water. I stirred it, and when it was almost dissolved, I turned off the heat and filtered it!

Reheat.

They kept stirring, and the three Ye brothers craned their necks to watch!

"Are these two types of water the same amount?" Ye Muchen asked, looking into the pot.

Jingxue thought to herself: What a jerk! He asked a pretty good question.

"A 1:1 replica will suffice!"

"What does 'one to one' mean?" Ye Muchen regretted asking as soon as he finished; it was a rather stupid question.

Sure enough, Jingxue rolled her eyes. "It's the same amount. If there's too much shell powder, it can be filtered out; if there's too little, the taste will be slightly off. Just repeat it once more!"

Seeing his third brother suffer a setback, Ye Musi gestured to the emperor with his eyes.

The two looked at Ye Muchen at the same time, and Ye Muchen bit his lower lip and remained silent!

The salt in the pot is slowly seeping out, and it looks pretty good; it's much whiter than before!

The emperor looked at the white, fine salt in the pot and let out a heavy sigh!

Qin Jing used a spatula to scoop the salt into a plate, eagerly dipped his finger in it, and put it in his mouth. He nodded, "Your Majesty, it's the same fine salt I bought in Nanzhao!"

"Good, good! Princess Consort Zhan deserves all the credit!"

"Sister-in-law, you don't need to write the prescription anymore, I can write it myself. I will send someone to deliver the prescription to Yantian!"

Jingxue nodded and turned to pack her medicine box.

The emperor was in a good mood. "The salt problem is solved. Now the only problem is food! I believe there will be a way!"

Jingxue carried the medicine box at the back. When she heard the emperor talking about grain, she muttered disdainfully, "In the south, two crops can be grown. If you calculate it carefully, three crops are not a problem. That would double the yield!"

"boom!"

She bumped into the back of the person in front of her, which made her nose sting. When she looked up, she saw Ye Muchen's surprised expression.

Jingxue covered her nose and said angrily, "Why did you stop? Did you do it on purpose?" Then she launched a series of kicks.

Her nimble figure left the other three speechless!

This time, Ye Muchen didn't retaliate, but simply dodged the attack. He hurriedly asked, "What did you just say? What two seasons of grain? Three seasons, no less!"

Jingxue rolled her eyes at him, "I'm not telling you!"

Oh dear! I forgot, the emperor is still here!

Looking over, Qin Jing and Ye Musi both turned their heads at the same time, "We didn't see it, we didn't see it!"

Emperor: I saw it! The kick was swift, but it missed!

Jingxue rubbed her nose helplessly and stepped forward, saying, "Your Majesty, the number of seasons for planting grains varies in different regions. Generally speaking, in the northern regions, it is mostly one harvest a year or three harvests every two years. The climate in the north is relatively cold, with long winters, and the growing time for crops is limited. For example, crops such as wheat are mostly harvested once a year. Some regions adopt crop rotation to achieve three harvests every two years, that is, planting three different crops in two years. For example, the first year is for planting winter wheat, after which beans and other crops are planted, and the second year is for planting another crop of grains."

The emperor nodded, letting Jingxue continue.

"In the southern regions, the climate is warmer and more humid, allowing for two or even three harvests a year in many places. For example, rice can be harvested twice a year in some southern areas, namely early rice and late rice; in warmer regions, it can be harvested three times a year, greatly increasing grain production."

"In fact, we can try planting two seasons of rice in the Jiangnan area, and wheat is also an option. This would double the grain yield!"

After Jingxue finished speaking, Qin Jing praised, "Sister-in-law, you are truly a lucky star, a fairy!"

The Emperor looked at Jingxue and said, "Princess Consort Zhan, what you said makes a lot of sense, but how do you know all this?"

"I also learned about this from a rare ancient book. Many crops with short growth cycles can be grown twice in Jiangnan! However, the taste may be a bit worse than those grown here, after all, the growing environment and sunshine hours are different!"

The emperor nodded repeatedly. "As long as we can produce more grain and feed the people, nothing else matters. I want the Grand Minister of Agriculture to come to the palace immediately! Princess Consort Zhan, there will be a reward!"

Jingxue smiled and said, "Your Majesty, what would you like to reward me with? This time, it could be gold, silver, and land!"

"Haha!" The emperor laughed heartily, pointing at Jingxue with his finger. "You little rascal! Go home and wait! I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Jingxue smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty. There's also the one from last time!"

"I remember, I remember!" The emperor chuckled and turned to get into the sedan chair.

The four men escorted the emperor back to the Hall of Diligent Governance.

Qin Jing thought the group could leave the palace now, but Ye Muchen insisted on going in to talk to the emperor about something and asked the three of them to wait a little longer!

Jingxue had a sudden inspiration and used her supernatural power to get into the Diligent Government Hall from the doorway.

"Third brother, is there anything else?" The emperor asked, looking at Ye Muchen who had followed him in.

"Your Majesty, you must not give Jingxue the pardon she asked for!"

The emperor looked at Ye Muchen in confusion. "Why? I've already promised her. Don't you know that a ruler's word is law?"

Ye Muchen said anxiously, "She wants the pardon to divorce her brother?"

The main hall was completely quiet at this moment! No one noticed the small blade of grass that had just peeked out from a crack in one of the stone slabs inside the hall!

"Serves you right!" the emperor said bitterly.

"What can I say to you? Sigh..." The Emperor looked at his once arrogant third brother, and had never seen him so defeated in his life.

"What exactly happened?" The emperor's tone softened slightly.

"Brother, don't ask anymore. Just keep delaying and don't give it to her!"

The emperor was so angry he couldn't speak, and waved his hand at Ye Muchen!

Reaching the entrance of the Hall of Diligent Governance, Ye Muchen straightened his chest, adjusted himself, and stepped out!

Jingxue saw everything clearly inside, cursing Ye Muchen in her heart. This bastard was plotting against her behind her back. You just wait.

"I'm going to pick up my little girl!" Jingxue said, rolling her eyes at Ye Muchen before heading towards Phoenix Palace.

"Hey! Cousin, we're waiting for you at the palace gate! I'll treat you to lunch!" Qin Jing called out, craning his neck.

Jingxue didn't turn her head and said loudly, "No need, I have other things to do. Just leave the carriage to me!"

Qin Jing looked at Ye Muchen and gestured for him to speak, but Ye Muchen walked directly towards the palace gate.

Qin Jing hurriedly called out to Jingxue again, "Sister-in-law, don't forget we're going to the estate together tomorrow!"

"Where are we going?" Ye Musi asked, looking at her third brother who was walking silently with his head down.