I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Efforts with a purpose will always pay off.

Yi Xin's hard work got what he deserved.

certainly…

His reward is not the money or resources that Yin Xuan gave him, but something at a deeper level. In the past few days, Yi has been forced to shrink in the Phoenix Nest. With the help of several scholars, the thinning method Thesis was written.

Writing a dissertation is a painful thing for him.

Although it is the same pain for everyone.

But working overtime, he was still kicked out within three days without Yin Xuan's order, and Wu Jue took this matter very seriously.

An issue of the magazine was urgently published. Of course, this kind of purposeful and hastily published periodical is naturally not as heavy as the other issues.

This caused quite a commotion in Chang'an City.

The last issue of the magazine has just been released, but it has not been a month yet, and the weight of this issue is much less than that visible to the naked eye without touching it with hands.

The production is not very beautiful.

From the revision, it can be seen that some papers were not cut neatly, and some poems and songs were even written wrongly, but... this is not the point.

The focus is on the content of the magazine.

Everyone knew that Mr. Zhengyang was not the kind of person who would take out some things casually and perfunctory others in order to make money. Since he was in such a hurry, there must be a reason for his haste.

No one thinks this is an IQ tax.

They bought the new issue for half the price of a normal magazine.

Open it up and take a look.

The painting style on the front page has changed again, and the magazine is really complicated. At least... they didn't expect that the paper that prompted the magazine to issue an additional issue turned out to teach people how to farm.

A thing called "thinning".

It lists a lot of empirical evidence, different regions and different fields, and finally came up with a practical method.

At least one-tenth of the harvest can be increased. If it is properly cared for and the weather is good, it is not impossible to increase the harvest by one-fifth.

The numbers don't look high.

But anyone who has ever planted the land knows how good this is. One mu of rice can yield more than a hundred catties. If this is ten percent more, it will be more than ten catties. Ten mu of land will yield an extra mu of harvest. .

That's more than one year's ration for one person.

But... most scholars are not too excited, they don't care about Nongsang, and for things that don't have much to do with them, no matter how thrilling things are, they won't touch their hearts.

Those scholars who came from farming families cared very much.

The mind tells them it's true.

But this method is to pull out the seedlings. Pulling out the seedlings... No farmer will do it. If there is a brat who does it, it’s okay to pull out his own, but the father is tired and the mother comes to beat him. Tired of playing, there are brothers and sisters.

To pull out is not their own.

That is, the neighbors beat up first, and when they are happy to beat up, they come back to beat up at home.

They pestered Yin Xuan and asked questions cautiously. They asked questions again and again, unable to stop wanting to verify whether the news was true.

Farming has always been the most important thing in this land.

The news of the magazine soon reached Li Shimin's ears. He flipped through the magazine with a dazed look in his eyes, and he understood the reason behind it.

Very simple.

Just like Bingdao.

In the limited resources, it is not that the more soldiers the better, even...to a certain extent, it is a bad thing for him.

It is better to raise a thousand elite than to raise three thousand skirmishers.

This is such a simple truth.

But why... no one has noticed such a simple thing?

Li Shimin's hands trembled a little. This news was not only good news for those farmers, but also excellent news for the entire Tang Dynasty.

Datang's annual grain is one-tenth more, and Datang needs to buy less grain from foreign countries, and the money saved can be used to repair railways and shipbuilding.

Li Shimin got up, hurried out of the door, got into the carriage and realized that he hadn't changed his clothes, went back hurriedly, changed his clothes, and rushed to Tongfu Restaurant.

afternoon.

The rare Li Shimin appeared!

Yin Xuan was not very surprised by his arrival, he understood how important eating was to the people of Datang.

Li Shimin looked serious, sat across from Yin Xuan, and asked, "The article in the magazine is true?"

Yin Xuan rolled his eyes, he thought Li Shimin could ask some sensible questions, but in the end... that's it?He sighed: "Otherwise?"

"I have spent several years just to amuse you...to make you court officials and the entire Tang Dynasty happy?"

Li Shimin nodded heavily.

Yin Xuan continued to sigh: "I'm still wondering if you can ask some quality questions, if it's still the same then forget it."

"what did you eat?"

"Should I bring you a bowl of beef noodles to calm you down?"

Li Shimin paused, his eyes became puzzled.

This…

What kind of calm is eating beef noodles?
But as a father-in-law, how could he always be so ashamed in front of his son-in-law?
Li Shimin coughed twice, touched the table, and said seriously: "I didn't think so myself, I just asked a question that ordinary people would ask."

"I just want to see that you are going to explain to those people."

Yin Xuan rolled his eyes again, and said angrily, "Believe it or not."

Li Shimin was stunned, and looked at Yin Xuan in surprise.

"I've thought about a solution, and I've come up with it. If they don't believe me, what can I do?" Yin Xuan waved his hand and said softly, "I feed them all to their mouths, and if they don't eat, can you blame me?"

Li Shimin frowned suddenly.

Yin Xuan's words reminded him.

He believed in Yin Xuan, and these scholars also believed in Yin Xuan. Not surprisingly, those people who enshrined Yin Xuan also believed in Yin Xuan.

But this matter... is really not easy to promote.

In the eyes of the common people, this is the kung fu of that Zhengyang Gong's lip service, and he has no property, so even if the calculation fails, there is no loss.

But what about them?

Their whole family has counted on this land for food for a year.

If the thinning was useless, those seedlings that were pulled out would be a waste of food loss, and even... Li Shimin felt a little bulging in his heart.

Although Yin Xuan has never made any mistakes.

But... if this thing is useless, it is unlikely to cause a famine if it is promoted, but the price of Datang's loss is too high.

Li Shimin's face was cloudy and uncertain, he knocked on the table, thinking.

After a long time.

He took a deep breath and said softly, "This thing...why do you take it out now?"

Yin Xuan looked at Li Shimin in surprise, his eyes were like raccoons, and he despised all living beings: "If you have researched a good thing, then you have to take it out."