BXBX NOVEL Chapter 445: nothing to say
The emperor\'s sharp eyes swept over the servants one by one, and saw that they all lowered their heads, pretending to be like quails.
Every day brings up old things again, either complaining about the shortage of military pay and food, or complaining about the high price of food...
Actually, no one has come up with a proper countermeasure.
The emperor finally turned his attention to Su Weicheng, thinking that the early court would be over, and sitting here they couldn\'t think of a good solution.
Taking advantage of this time, it is better to call Su Weicheng to the Imperial Study Room for discussion.
Su Weicheng felt the emperor\'s scorching gaze, stepped forward hastily, and said: "Report to the emperor, I have something to report."
"Well, it will be played." The emperor responded lightly.
"No, Your Majesty, please allow the minister\'s servant to enter the palace."
The emperor glanced at Baotian next to him. Baotian sang loudly: "Master Xuansu Weicheng\'s servant enters the palace."
Su Weicheng bowed to the emperor, smiled and said: "Congratulations to the emperor, God bless my Daying Kingdom..."
Then, he told how Yang Lan\'er discovered new grains, how to cultivate them carefully, and then selflessly dedicated them to the imperial court, just to fulfill the obligation of the people of Daying.
The county magistrate of Chongxian County worked diligently and cared for the people, and provided disaster relief to appease the people. When he heard that the peasant woman Yang had donated grain seeds, she immediately went to the countryside to check the facts, and went to the fields to harvest grain with the people, witnessing that the high-yield grain was true.
After finishing speaking, Su Weicheng handed over the memorial of the magistrate of Chongxian County.
The emperor\'s heart was agitated, he opened the memorial with slightly trembling hands, read it carefully, and slightly curled his lips: "This matter is serious, do you have something real?"
Baotian glanced at the emperor who was pretending to be totally ignorant, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he stood beside him with his eyes on his nose, his nose on his heart, and his eyes on the front.
"Report to the Emperor, yes." After Master Su finished speaking, he turned around and saw four servants had entered the hall.
The servant presented one of the food boxes to Yasuda.
"Your Majesty, this is a delicacy made from new grains. Try it, what do you think?"
Several servants opened other food boxes, and a sweet and slightly burnt aroma of food permeated the hall.
All the ministers sniffed, and it smelled very fragrant. The ministers in the front row stretched their necks to see what the new grain looks like.
The emperor looked at the plates on the dragon case after Baotian tested the poison, picked up a round fruit, and asked, "Is this the new grain?"
"Returning to the emperor, the one in your hand is called a potato, the other on the plate is called a sweet potato, and the other dishes are delicacies made from these two kinds of grains." Mr. Su explained.
"Oh." The emperor took a bite out of a piece of potato pancake and nodded, "Mmm, it smells like burnt, glutinous and sweet."
After that, I tasted more than a dozen delicacies made of potatoes and sweet potatoes on the dragon table.
Looking at the ministers below, he smiled and said, "Everyone, please try it, what do you think of this new food?"
The boy hurriedly distributed the remaining delicacies in the food box.
"Your Majesty, we have just tasted this new grain, and it is indeed delicious and filling. God bless me." Master Chen raised his eyes to look at the Emperor, and continued: "However, every dish is fried with oil. Yes, the workmanship is so exquisite, I am afraid it is not suitable for promotion among the common people."
Master Su smiled when he heard the words: "Master Chen is too worried. The easiest way to cook these two foods is to boil them directly."
After all, let the boy distribute the food in the last food box to the ministers in the front row.
The ministers in the front row had nothing to say after tasting it.
(end of this chapter)