super psychic technology

Chapter 143
I spent the morning playing in the chrysanthemum garden in the city, and then went to the outskirts of the city for an afternoon. I was still a little tired, but there were more lively activities in the evening.

When night fell and Yang Yichuan brought the people around him to the chrysanthemum garden, the place was already full of excitement.The stage that has been built is ready, even the lights are hung up. Of course, not only here, lights are hung up in many places in the Chrysanthemum Garden, making the whole Chrysanthemum Garden look like daytime, and it is even more lively.

At this time, Li Ru was also smiling happily, and led the twenty or so literati selected from Baiweilou today to the chrysanthemum garden in advance to get ready.Because tonight's activities are mainly composed of them, and the singer and dancer whom Yang Yichuan invited to sing and dance.

"Young master, it's so lively."

"Of course, I don't want to see who wrote it?" Yang Yichuan was very happy to see this scene, although it was still much smaller than he expected, but Yang Yichuan was also very satisfied.In the future, it will be seen by more people, the people of the entire Xihe City, and even when the technology develops, maybe the people of the whole country can see it.

"Look, son, is Su Muqian over there?"

"He's going to come on stage and write poems and lyrics later, so we won't bother him."

"Oh, that's fine."

"Let you prepare the performance, you won't be afraid, will you?"

"Sister Liuli and I are definitely fine, and we will definitely not disappoint you, my lord."

"Well, that's good. After returning home in the evening, let the cook prepare delicious food for you, and reward you."

In fact, when preparing for this, Yang Yichuan had already arranged a task for the two of them, that is, a song that Yang Yichuan gave to them, and they needed to go on stage to play and sing it.Yang Yichuan had heard it several times by himself, and it was naturally very good, but Yang Yichuan was still afraid that the two of them would become timid.

With more and more people watching, the surrounding area is getting more and more lively. Although Juyuan has a large area, it can't hold so many people.

Li Ru tried his best to appease the people on the stage, making them all quiet.

"All the people are paying attention. The space here is limited, so don't crowd. Be more orderly, so that you can have some space."

After diligent maintenance and a brief period of chaos, it has stabilized.

"Your Highness, do you think it's time to start?"

"Let's start, start early, and end early, so that the people can go back early, and it's not good to go back too late."

"Well."

Li Ru received Yang Yichuan's instructions, and he was also preparing to start the final highlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Thank you very much for coming. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Although the moon is not so round today, you can still see the moon. Therefore, the theme of this poetry conference is the moon, autumn, and chrysanthemum. There is also a celebration of the harvest. Su Nianyuan’s relatives who are far away. As long as one of the conditions is met, after a day’s screening, 24 literati will be finally selected, and I hope they can write brilliant poems.”

"Now, all 24 literati have come to the stage. There is a time limit for a stick of incense. After the time is over, we will judge the poems and finally select the top three."

"Of course, the Patriarch of the Wang family also hopes to print the poems of these talents into books, and then they will sell them in Xihe city, or even outside Xihe state."

"Now, the literary meeting officially begins."

After Li Ru finished speaking, 24 people started composing poems and lyrics on the stage. During this period, it was actually quite boring. Of course, the preparations that needed to be made were also done in the background.

The time for a stick of incense can be long or short.For those watching the excitement, it is very long, after all, there is no excitement, but for those participating in the competition, it may be a bit short.

After the time for burning incense was over, Li Ru did not announce the result on the spot, but directly had the tables and chairs removed, and now the official performance was about to begin.

"I think everyone wants to know the result, but we need to give us some time to make a judgment. Now let everyone enjoy the prepared performance. The first performance is the song "Farewell to Sorrow" brought by Miss Qingqing."

Then, a veiled woman walked up from the side very quickly, and of course, she was holding Suqin in her arms.When you come to the stage, the people on the side must be prepared.This young girl came to the stage, sat cross-legged on the floor, placed the Suqin on the stage in front of her, and was about to start playing.

Accompanied by the slightly resentful piano music resounding through the chrysanthemum garden, the real performance began.

Li Ru, on the other hand, judged the poems with several old scholars, and finally selected the best three poems.

Yang Yichuan and Xiaoxiang finally got their wish and tasted the chrysanthemum stuffed wine, which was different from what Yang Yichuan had imagined.Yang Yichuan felt that it was either like beer, which didn't taste good to him, or it would be like fruit juice beer or something like that.However, they are actually different. It has a slightly alcoholic taste, but it has a refreshing fragrance. It can even be said to be a bit like tea.

The wine is not intoxicating, but the fragrance of the chrysanthemum is even more intoxicating.

"Not bad, very good. Patriarch Wang, how much can you brew this year?"

"It depends on the situation. Normally, there are only a thousand altars a year. If the chrysanthemum palm is not good, or if it does not meet the standard, it may be even less."

"Hey, it's really rare, so how did you sell it?"

"I am also a person who likes to drink this chrysanthemum brew, so I keep a lot of it for myself, and some of it is given away as a gift, and it is not actually sold outside."

"I didn't expect that the Wang family has such a hobby. It's good. Has the Wang family ever used wild chrysanthemums to make wine?"

"Wild chrysanthemums on the side of the road are not good, but wild chrysanthemums in quieter places are the best choice. But it is hard to find, so I built a chrysanthemum garden by myself to grow chrysanthemums and brew chrysanthemum brewing. "

"Well, the idea is good. When you say that, I suddenly have an idea. With plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, with the chrysanthemum garden, it may be good if we build the other three courtyards."

Of course, Yang Yichuan's idea is not just a thought, but it is very likely to be put into practice.Now we are still developing science and technology while improving our lives. People's lives may get better and better in the future. The material aspect is improving, but the spiritual aspect will naturally not be left behind.

"Your Highness has a grand idea, I really admire it."

"You, this chrysanthemum brew is pretty good, sell me a hundred altars."

"One hundred altars is really too much, at most fifty altars, no more."

"One hundred, no less."

"Sixty, His Highness can only have sixty altars at most. This year's chrysanthemum brewing has not yet started, and there are not many survivors. I have to keep some for myself."

"ninety."

After the two discussed it, Wang Xin finally decided to give Yang Yichuan 80 jars of chrysanthemum wine as a gift. Yang Yichuan originally wanted to give money, but Wang Xin said that his own chrysanthemum wine had never been sold before, and he always gave it away. In the end, Yang Yichuan accepted the gift from Wang Xin.

(End of this chapter)