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"Ahem...hiss..."

Cheng Yaojin drank two ounces of white wine in one gulp.

Suddenly, a big face turned red.

But now, Cheng Yaojin squinted his eyes, savoring the strong taste of alcohol.

"Erlang, you should try it too, this wine has endless aftertaste!"

Li Er had actually been sizing up the wine for a long time:

"This wine is so clear without a trace of turbidity. The most rare thing is that the wine has such a strong and mellow aroma."

Then, he did not drink it all in one gulp like Cheng Yaojin did.

Instead, he took a shallow sip.

His eyes were slightly closed, savoring the aroma of the wine.

A slight sip of wine went down your throat, followed by a faint burning sensation.

Immediately afterwards, the heat spread all over the body, and the body seemed to be alive.

It's an extremely special feeling.

"It's really a good wine!"

Li Er's eyes widened and he couldn't help but admire.

Then he urged and asked:

"Brother Zhuang Xian, what is the name of this wine?"

Zhuang Zhou blurted out:

"This is called Erguotou."

Li Er frowned:

"The name is a bit cheesy, but the wine is top quality."

"That's right, this is the kind of wine a man should drink. What he drank before was like water."

Cheng Yaojin cursed and handed the cup over again:

"Brother Zhuang, give me another glass."

Zhuang Zhou didn't retort and filled another glass of wine for him.

He picked up the wine glasses, clinked them, and the three of them ate and drank together.

Not long after, a bottle of Erguotou was almost at its bottom.

Except for Zhuang Zhou and Li Er, who each had a drink, Cheng Yaojin grabbed the rest and drank it.

In total, Cheng Yaojin drank almost six taels of white wine.

But this guy didn't enjoy himself at all, and instead aroused the alcohol bug in his stomach.

"Brother Zhuang, what...is there still Erguotou?"

Cheng Yaojin had some unfinished ideas.

"Gone!"

Zhuang Zhou spread his hands:

"I brought a bottle this time. If you want to drink it, come to my store to buy it next time. It will be available in two days."

"Hey! What a pity. I've just started to get drunk, so it's over!"

Cheng Yaojin was unwilling to give up. He picked up his chopsticks and picked up a large piece of steamed pork in the basin.

He put it directly into his mouth and chewed it.

"Brother Zhuang Xian, what is this?"

Li Er picked up another piece of sweet potato under the steamed pork belly and looked at it carefully to confirm that he didn't recognize it.

But he had already eaten this thing just now.

Soft, glutinous, and very sweet.

One bite will give you that satisfying feeling of fullness.

"This, this is called sweet potato."

Zhuang Zhou was actually already tipsy.

There's nothing he can do, he can't drink, and if he can't stand it for four or two days, he will overturn.

"What kind of fruit is this sweet potato?"

"It grows in the ground, yes, you don't have it here yet, wait a minute..."

Zhuang Zhou remembered that the sweet potatoes he had brought over had not been used up yet, so he stood up unsteadily and went to get one.

"Hey, that's it."

Zhuang Zhou handed a purple-red sweet potato to Li Er and explained:

"This is a sweet potato. It has the skin removed and can be eaten raw. Of course, the best thing is to eat it cooked. It is very sweet."

“In addition, you can also dry sweet potatoes in the sun and they won’t go bad if you store them for several months.”

"what?!"

Li Er was immediately shocked and kept checking the sweet potatoes in his hands.

He was still mumbling:

"Is this thing so magical?"

"Yes! And the yield of sweet potatoes is also very high. One acre of land can produce about three to four thousand catties. In your words, it is about twenty dan (dàn)."

Zhuang Zhou has learned a lot of knowledge these days. For example, one stone in the early Tang Dynasty weighed about 120 kilograms.

"Twenty stones per mu?"

Li Er was shocked.

You know, since he came to power, he has been thinking about how to keep the people fed all the time.

Although it is no longer as difficult as it was in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the people still lack food and clothing.

Especially the food, which is totally not enough.

If these sweet potatoes could yield twenty dan per mu, that would be something Li Er could not even imagine.

A small sweet potato can completely save the lives of the people!

"Ah Chou, did you hear what Brother Zhuang Xian said, that the sweet potato yield is so high?"

Of course Cheng Yaojin had heard it earlier, and his face was full of doubts:

"Brother Zhuang, these sweet potatoes can really yield twenty dan per mu, aren't you bragging?"

Zhuang Zhou thought for a while and said:

"This must have something to do with the infertility of the land. Good soil quality is more than 20 shi. Of course, poor soil quality is estimated to be only more than 10 shi. Anyway, the yield is definitely not low."

"Enough!"

Li Er smiled happily and said:

"As long as we can produce ten shi per mu, it will be enough for us. Brother Zhuang Xian, these sweet potatoes can save the lives of the people!"

The yield is ten stones per mu, and it can be stored for several months without deterioration. It can be used as military rations during marches and wars.

Zhuang Zhou nodded and smiled awkwardly.

These two guys are weird.

who cares!

Anyway, I just came to Chang'an for business.

These common people have nothing to do with me!

"By the way, my dear brother Guanzhuang is very talkative, and the fonts on the plaque at the door are also gorgeous. I must have read a book, right?"

Why do these two of them care so much about whether I have read a book or not?

It seems that this era attaches great importance to scholars!

"To be honest, Brother Qin, when I was young, I followed my father in business, and I was able to read and write, so I can barely be considered a scholar!

As for which school I studied under, I can't talk about it. The words on the plaque at the door were actually written by me through a friend. "

Zhuang Zhou said what he said before again.

But Li Er frowned after hearing this:

"Since Zhuang Xiandi is a scholar, why doesn't he take the exam to obtain a meritorious title? Now that the court is opening up subjects to obtain scholars, it is in need of scholars like Zhuang Xiandi to become officials, but he wants to be a merchant?!"

As he spoke, he stared at Zhuang Zhou with confusion, wanting to know his answer.

Zhuang Zhou obviously heard the other party's contempt for the merchant.

There is nothing we can do!

The so-called scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, businessmen are not even as good as farmers and are ranked last.

After thinking about it, Zhuang Zhou said:

"I am very lazy. I don't want to be an official, and I have no ambition to help the country. I just want to do some small business and live a small life."

Li Er pursed his lips, this is the day I want too!

I just became the emperor because I had no other choice!

Then Zhuang Zhou continued to say:

"Tell me, this person has lived his whole life, why do he have to be so tired? Isn't it nice to be simple?"

"..."

Li Er was stunned for a moment, very worried!

In fact, it's not surprising that Zhuang Zhou thinks this way.

He was born in a peaceful era and has accepted this idea since childhood.

It's impossible to shout to help the country every day, right?

Will be considered crazy.

Moreover!

He studied just to find a good job and have a stable income.

After all, it’s all about living a small life.

And what about this era!

That's different.

Studying is to become an official, to fulfill your lifelong ambition, to serve the court, and to be loyal to the emperor.

But how loyal is Zhuang Zhou!

And he wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

"Brother Zhuang, you are so young and don't want to make progress!"

Cheng Yaojin sucked the ribs and helped his majesty talk.

Zhuang Zhou retorted:

"Nowadays, the world is clear, and the current emperor is the sage king who has been the emperor for eternity. As an ordinary citizen, I just want to live my own small life. Is it wrong?"

These words sounded strange, but Cheng Yaojin couldn't refute it.

All I can say is that this flattery is done very well!