The First National Preceptor of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 340

Xu Tian had been waiting for these words. He then nodded, got into the carriage, and returned to his residence.

The butler felt his heart was breaking from worry, and sure enough, the master had caught a cold again.

Qin Xian was somewhat helpless. He took a piece of the herb Zhang Zhen had given him, cut it off with a knife, and soaked it in water.

"The Master has taken his medicine."

Xu Tian frowned as he looked at it. This was probably poison; the brownish-green liquid was even bubbling.

"Master, this herb grows high in the mountains. When yaks catch a cold, they eat these herbs and recover the next day. So the locals pick these herbs from the cliffs and sell them in the market near Anxi Protectorate."

I had the privilege of drinking it once; although the taste was not good, the effects were excellent.

Xu Tian nodded, frowned, and drank the bowl of bitter medicine. He then turned to Qin Xian and asked, "By the way, General Qin, do you have any family?"

Qin was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to realize something, her face flushed, and she explained from the side.

"Master, I am an orphan."

Xu Tian nodded thoughtfully, then pointed to the pastries that Dongfang Tingyun had made on the table.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner. It looks like we'll have to spend it here this year. You haven't tried the mooncakes made by Master Dongfang yet, have you?"

Qin Xian was taken aback for a moment, then walked over, picked up the pastry, and swallowed it without even chewing it, leaving Xu Tian feeling helpless.

Imagine spending the Mid-Autumn Festival with your family and girlfriend in modern times, enjoying hot pot and mooncakes together. But now, damn it, you've been transported to this world.

Xu Tian was deeply saddened. He walked to his desk, spread out a sheet of Xuan paper, and used a brush to sketch the design of the first Hongwen chain academy.

This was the first academy he built in the Pamir Mountains.

Naturally, the best materials should be selected; otherwise, given the unique climate here, more cold-resistant and moisture-proof materials should be added. The entire design was quickly completed, and it looked exactly like the Hongwen Academy in Chang'an.

Qin Xian praised from the side.

"Master is truly a man of great talent and wisdom. These design drawings are so exquisite."

Xu Tian was speechless for a moment, then beckoned him over to come and take a look.

"I have heard that there is a student canteen and student dormitory in Beishan Hongwen Academy. If a student canteen were to be built here, the cost would probably be higher than the cost of building Hongwen Academy itself."

Xu Tian smiled slightly and said, "Yesterday, did you think I was on vacation?"

He circled a corner on the drawing as he spoke.

"This is a natural pool. Although the Pamir Mountains are not short of water, places like this are always cool in summer and warm in winter. Only by building the canteen here can we avoid worrying about food spoiling, and we can also prepare some seasonal dishes."

"Understood, sir! Greenhouse!"

Xu Tian's eyes lit up immediately. That's right! How come he didn't think of that? The Pamir Mountains are right next to the Western Turks, and it's the dead of winter here. If a piece of land is cultivated on campus, there's no need to buy vegetables from outside, and students can have fresh ingredients all year round.

He nodded for a moment, then picked up his brush and drew a field there.

"There is something I am unsure whether I should say."

"Don't be polite, Qin Xian, speak!"

“The surrounding tribes are all extremely short of food. If this situation continues, an uprising is inevitable.”

Xu Tian knew, of course, that this situation could not last long.