I dressed as a witch doll

After amnesia, Wei Yin was very wary of them. Wen Chi could only briefly explain the cause and effect, concealing his true identity and not mentioning it. Get out of this damn place.

In the imperial society, after revealing his identity, it is almost impossible for Wen Chi to be rejected.

Even though Wei Yin was very reluctant, he kowtowed to thank him.

That's right, Wei Yin seemed very reluctant to leave this ghostly place.

Wen Chi looked at the young man who seemed to be at a loss under his protection all the time, squeezed out a smile on his face, smiled at him, and asked, "How do you know each other?"

The boy came to his senses and quickly knelt down and kowtowed again.

Wen Chi could only let someone help him up to speak.

"I, the villain—the villain saw that A Yin was injured, and the villain knew a little bit about medical skills, so he bandaged him to stop the bleeding and took care of him for a while—" the boy stammered.

Wen Chi nodded and smiled, "In that case, you can go with us."

After speaking, he looked at Wei Yin, and sure enough, he saw a relieved expression on the other's face.

As for the matter of mentioning one more prisoner, Emperor Gan Cheng would not give him face.

After bringing him back, Wen Chi asked Emperor Gancheng for his opinion, arranged Wei Yin to return to the small courtyard of the Supervisor of Rituals, and asked the imperial physician to treat him.

Wen Chi's meaning is very clear, he hopes to return to the Sili Supervisor after Wei Yin recovers.

Although this matter may be somewhat difficult for Qian Chengdi.

But Wen Chi knew that he had to express his attitude first.Only if he is strong enough in this matter can he force Emperor Qiancheng to retreat.

Although in fact he had always hoped to leave here with Wei Yin, Wei Yin's resignation is a good opportunity.

But Wen Chi didn't know if the other party still had such plans.

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The boy named Ashin was very surprised to be able to live in this small courtyard in the palace.

Wen Chi smiled at him and said: "This is the place where Wei Yin used to live. Unfortunately, there was a fire once, and everything inside was burned. Your Majesty ordered a small courtyard to be rebuilt here. As for the inside, you Then it can be set up again.”

Ashin looked very happy. After finding that Wen Chi and Qian Chengdi were very easy-going, he let go of his courage and ran around the yard to look at them, with a happy and satisfied expression on his face.

Then he ran back to Wei Yin, chirping with him about which houses were in the yard, and which ones could be used for what.

He looked really happy. Even Wei Yin, who had been silent since meeting them, had a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke back the hair on his forehead.

Seeing this scene, Wen Chi felt a little sour in his heart.

He knew that he did have an unusual dependence on Wei Yin in his heart.The cause of such dependence is very complicated, but with the three years of living together, he has gradually gotten used to this way of getting along.

He also knew that Wei Yin treated him very well.

So good that he would assassinate the queen for him without hesitation, regardless of the consequences.

But it seems that he still can't keep these things.

Before leaving the small courtyard, Wen Chi looked back for the last time, and found that the small courtyard had long since lost its original appearance, and the people inside were no longer the same as before.

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Coming out of the courtyard, Wen Chi went back to Fenglin Palace in silence, while Emperor Qian Cheng went to Lizheng Palace.

At night, Wen Chi sent someone to invite him again.

Regarding Wen Chi's invitation, Emperor Gan Cheng was actually a little apprehensive.

When thinking about Wei Yin's matter, Emperor Qian Cheng used his little brother who looked up from time to time recently, and he could imagine that Wen Chi was definitely unhappy.

And based on his understanding of Wen Chi, if he is unhappy, no one else will feel better.

Especially him, it seems that every time the other party wants to vent their anger, the first person who thinks of him will definitely be him.

But he was reluctant to let him not go.

So he procrastinated and procrastinated until after dinner, and then he went to Fenglin Palace with hunger, reluctance and anticipation.

Then as soon as he entered the door, he smelled a sweet smell that he had never smelled before.

As soon as he arrived at Fenglin Palace, the maids in the palace showed happy expressions and welcomed him in one after another.

One of them lifted the door curtain, and Qian Chengdi's eyes could not help but shine.

At this time, the side hall was brightly lit, Wen Chi was wearing big cotton trousers and a robe and sat cross-legged on the kang, squinting lazily at Emperor Qian Cheng who entered the door.

And the other maids who served beside him, seeing his lazy and unruly appearance, really felt terrible, and they all seemed hesitant to speak.

But Qian Chengdi just likes him like this.

He just likes his look of being so fearless that even the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu can't touch him.

Because both of them knew that he gave him such confidence.

Therefore, the more Wen Chi is favored and arrogant, the happier Emperor Qian Cheng will be.

But then he noticed that Wen Chi, who was sitting on the couch, was holding a small iron rod in his hand, and was constantly flicking a small brazier beside the couch.

Seeing him coming in, Wen Chi didn't mind being rude, but he just waved at him like that, with a big smile on his face, "Come on, why are you so late, I'm almost starving to death!"

As he said that, he got down from the couch, and he didn't even wear socks on his feet. He just stepped on the slippers on the ground, then bent down and stabbed the brazier with a small iron rod, and then he was about to reach out his hand into the brazier. .

Emperor Qian Cheng was taken aback, stepped forward in twos and quickly grabbed his hand and stepped back.

Wen Chi was amused by his nervous look, "I'm not going to touch charcoal, what are you afraid of?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his other hand, and before Qian Chengdi had time to react, he took out a dark object from the brazier and threw it on the ground with lightning speed.

After throwing it away, he still stretched out his hand, writhing repeatedly in front of Emperor Gan Cheng, and said cheaply: "Look, is there anything wrong? Is my iron sand palm strong?"

Qian Chengdi was confused by him, and patted the back of his hand angrily.

The maids were amused by them.

Bell endured a smile and went forward to pick up the three black fist-sized things with clips, patted off some dust on them, put them into the basin, and brought them to the couch.

Wen Chi pulled Qian Chengdi to sit down, picked up a spoon and split the black thing in two, revealing the yellow and white inside.

The scent that had been lingering at the tip of Gan Chengdi's nose after entering the house rushed towards his face, causing the gluttons in his stomach to scream.

Wen Chi scooped up a spoonful of the thing, blew it a few times, and handed it to Qian Chengdi's mouth.

Emperor Qian Cheng hesitated and took a bite, only to feel that his mouth was full of sweetness and delicious.

So he sat down too, imitating Wen Chi's way and eating the black thing with a spoon, not afraid of getting his hands dirty.

Wen Chi distributed the rest of the pot to the maids, and said to Qian Chengdi with a smile: "This is root potato, how about it, is it delicious?"

This is what Wen Chi asked Ling Dang to go out to find this afternoon.

This thing is not easy to find in Beijing, and it took a lot of effort to find such a small bag.

Only then did Emperor Qian Cheng realize that Wen Chi called him over because he wanted him to see this thing.

Emperor Gan Cheng ate the whole thing, poured another cup of tea, and said: "It tastes good, but it tastes too sweet, and I'm afraid it can't be used as a long-term staple food."

After thinking for a while, he said, "I'm afraid there won't be many people planting it, and it's hard to find people without land."

Wen Chi nodded.

According to the current eating habits of people, sweet things can only be used as desserts at most, and they cannot be used as staple foods for a long time.

In other words, once a person has a little extra money, he will not be willing to grow this kind of thing.

Only those who have no money and very little land will plant root potatoes on a large scale.But if you can't get enough of what you grow yourself, I'm afraid it will be difficult to buy more in the market.

Because once many people find that they have grown too much, they will reduce the planting area and switch to other staple foods such as wheat or rice.

So no surplus root potatoes will end up on the market.

Therefore root potato can only solve the food ration problem of some landed families.

Wen Chi didn't expect Emperor Gancheng to think of so many things all at once, which saved him a lot of talking.

But then he smiled and said, "Root potatoes can be fed to pigs."

Hearing this, Emperor Gan Cheng showed a puzzled expression, "Why do you feed the pigs?"

People can't get enough to eat, so why feed them to pigs?

Wen Chi then took out a piece of paper to settle an account for Qian Chengdi:

If the common people plant an acre of wheat, they will only get 200 catties of wheat, worth 600 Wen.

If one acre of root potatoes is planted, even if it is only planted for one season, it will be at least 3000 catties.Root potatoes are used to feed pigs, and a pig can eat 2500 catties a year. Even if only root potatoes are fed, at least one pig can be raised.

A pig gets 150 catties of meat, worth 2250 Wen.

"So, with the extra land, would you rather grow wheat or root potatoes?"

Root potatoes are so profitable to raise pigs that people are willing to use their spare land to grow root potatoes even if they want to eat wheat or rice.

The root potatoes for raising pigs will not be counted just right, there will always be surplus, and then they can be circulated in the market.

And poor people can buy it.

The most important thing is that the staple food is double-planted with root potatoes, and the root potatoes are resistant to cold and drought. Even if there is a natural disaster in one year and the staple food falls, root potatoes can still be used to save lives.

Wen Chi remembered that his grandfather told him when he was a child that the sweet potatoes at home were originally used to feed pigs, but sometimes when the times were bad, they were used to fill their stomachs, making everyone feel sick.

So in his grandfather's generation, he never liked to eat sweet potatoes, but when he got older, he gradually fell in love with this one.

After Wen Chi laughed at the account, he looked up at Qian Chengdi, making sure that the other party was staring at him blankly.

Wen Chi looked at him proudly, with a wanton and flamboyant smile.

Emperor Qian Cheng couldn't hold back, leaned over and kissed her.

The maids saw their blushing faces, but immediately turned pale with fright.

It turned out that Wen Chi stepped on Qian Chengdi's chest, kicked him back hard, and said with a ferocious expression, "Sit down!"

But that fierce look made Qian Chengdi laugh at once.

Seeing his happy smile, Wen Chi and the maids around him all showed blank expressions.

But then Wen Chi was shocked, put on his slippers and hurried out.

At this time, Emperor Gan Cheng had already rushed up, scared and screaming: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhin

"Ahhhh!"

"I made a mistake, sir, please forgive me!"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, please spare me, please save me, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

Seeing the women on the side were all stunned, and then blushed and retreated one after another.