Beautiful Demonic Consort, But Focused on Infrastructure (Transmigration)

Lin Baige, carrying his small clinic, transmigrated to become the favored consort of a tyrant. He happened to arrive at the moment the original host had stabbed the tyrant, and in just one month, t...

Chapter 56 Potato and Sweet Potato Harvest

Chapter 56 Potato and Sweet Potato Harvest

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Lin Baige asked Fu Jiangyu for two thousand taels of gold, and Fu Jiangyu gave him two thousand taels of gold.

I originally thought of opening a factory and slowly expanding it, but now that I have so much money, I can directly open a large-scale winery.

As for sugar, he can also recruit some smart people to make sugar for him, and he doesn't have to do the work himself in the future, he can recruit others to do it.

When it came to making paper before, he passed on some of the methods and steps he remembered to Master Zhang, and Master Zhang's disciples then made the paper.

But he didn't want Lord Zhang to interfere in everything, he also wanted to form his own team.

But how to select talents is a difficult problem. He can open a school, train and select them at the same time, and he can be the principal, and these students will all be his disciples.

In addition to asking them to help with tasks, you can also select a group of people to teach them medicine to improve the medical level of Jin State.

These plans made his blood boil. Before traveling through time, he had spent his entire life running that small clinic. Now that he traveled through time, he was still in the same position and status. There were so many things he could do, and the feeling of having power was really great.

He was just thinking about where to go to recruit students for the school when he saw Fu Jiangyu coming back from court. This man always looked energetic after sleeping with him.

Isn't it said that there are only cows that die of exhaustion, but no land that is plowed to death? Shouldn't I be moistened while Fu Jiangyu is sucked dry? Why is it that every time I am sucked dry, Fu Jiangyu seems to be moistened?

He recalled last night. Fu Jiangyu had sex with him twice, once at the table and once on the bed, but he had gone there a full six times. No wonder...

Fu Jiangyu was just trying to stay healthy, but he was risking his life, six times a day...

As soon as Fu Jiangyu came in, he saw Lin Baige's despairing look and asked, "What happened to my beloved concubine?"

"Sometimes I think I might as well be impotent! Maybe I can live a few more years." Lin Baige wanted to cry.

"Don't cry, or I'll send you to the cleansing room now? To fulfill your wish?" Fu Jiangyu said as he reached in and grabbed her.

Lin Baige yelled and hit his hand: "You know I'm sensitive here, but you still keep touching me. Don't touch me until the imperial physician heals me."

When Fu Jiangyu heard this, his eyes darkened. "Alright, I'll issue an order now. Anyone who can't cure you will have their entire family buried with you."

Lin Baige became even more anxious after hearing this. As a former doctor, he couldn't stand hearing such talk: "How can you treat a doctor like this? The doctor can't cure the disease, and you want to take the lives of the whole family. You're causing trouble for the doctor, and do you think I should have any face left?"

Just then, Eunuch Chen came in to report, and saw Lin Baige slapping Fu Jiangyu's arm. He was so frightened that he almost fainted. Who in the world would dare to hit the emperor? Anyone who disrespected the emperor would be beheaded, and he actually dared to hit the emperor? And with such force? The emperor's dragon body was red from his beating.

When he looked up at the emperor again, he found that his face was full of doting and he was smiling as he watched Lin Baige beat him.

Eunuch Chen was originally frightened and wanted to stop him, but now seeing that he was making a fuss and laughing, he didn't want to disturb him.

Eunuch Chen originally wanted to leave, but before he left, he was seen by Lin Baige.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Lin Baige asked Eunuch Chen, "Is it some important military matter? Please let His Majesty take a look first. I have something to do and need to leave the palace."

"Where are you going again?" Fu Jiangyu pulled his wrist and asked him to sit on his lap again.

"I have to go to Mr. Zhang's place to take classes, and then I have to find a place to open a winery." Lin Baige felt that he was very busy today. If it weren't for the fact that he was too intense last night and too weak, he would have gone out early in the morning. Why would he have to wait until now?

"It was Jiang Erwa who brought the letter. It was signed by Lord Lin. He also brought two baskets of potatoes and sweet potatoes. Do you want them to be brought up?" asked Eunuch Chen.

"Bring it up, quickly. I haven't eaten potatoes for a long time. I miss them so much." Lin Baige quickly jumped off Fu Jiangyu's legs to receive the letter.

Just now when Eunuch Lin mentioned Jiang Erwa, he didn't remember who this person was, but when he mentioned sweet potatoes, he remembered.

I don’t know how Jiang Erwa has been doing these past few months. With such a big province handed over to him, can he manage it well?

After opening the letter, Lin Baige found that Jiang Erwa's handwriting had become much neater. Before, Jiang Erwa could only write a few simple words. Before leaving, he told Jiang Erwa to study hard. He didn't expect that Jiang Erwa was so hardworking.

Although the content is still written in plain language, the handwriting is much better than Lin Baige's.

Lin Baige remembered that some time ago, Fu Jiangyu and Mr. Zhang always complained about his ugly handwriting. Fu Jiangyu was better and gave him some face. There was still a hint of doting in his tone when he complained. But Mr. Zhang's words were much more unpleasant. He said that a piece of paper thrown on the ground and stepped on by a dog would look better than his handwriting.

He was still unconvinced and argued with Lord Zhang, saying that his handwriting was an authentic doctor's handwriting, so what did he know.

The result was another scolding from Master Zhang, who also said, "If it weren't for His Majesty's sake, I would have spanked you long ago."

Lin Baige was not convinced at that time, but now seeing that Jiang Erwa's handwriting is so beautiful, he is inspired and he has to work hard too.

Jiang Erwa said that the harvest was good this year, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. The sweet potatoes and potatoes also had a good harvest. No one had expected that the yield would be so high. Many villagers ran over to take a look. They originally thought that these potatoes and sweet potatoes were vegetables, but they didn't expect that they were quite filling and could be eaten as food. Many people wanted to buy some to plant, but he didn't dare to sell them. He first sent a batch to Lin Baige and asked him to make a decision.

Lin Baige thought about the harvest. Although it was a good harvest, it was not enough to open a factory to make potato starch, sweet potato flour, etc. It would be better to wait for another two years until it became popular nationwide.

He wrote to Jiang Erwa: "Leave some for the women to continue planting next year, and sell the rest at a low price so they can learn how to plant. Oh, and give the money from the sweet potatoes directly to them, since they planted them with their own hands after all."

Lin Baige thought for a moment and said, "We should pay them some more wages. They work so hard all year long and only get this little reward."

He then thought of the school he was planning to open. Some time ago, schools were opening all over the country, and all of them enrolled men. In the future, the civil service exams and government offices would also be filled by men. So what about the women in the country? Why not open a school specifically for women, have them help with tasks, and even teach some of them medicine?

Their country's population is not large, and resources cannot be wasted. Half of the labor force can only stay in the backyard to take care of their husbands and children, which is such a waste. If there are a few geniuses among them, it would be a waste of resources. It is better to use them themselves.