Lishan uses a labor distribution method to distribute the manual work downstream of manufacturing. In this way, Lishan can also focus more manpower on more sophisticated castings.
In the end, the distribution model will become a small production collective in a workshop.
Li Yue hung a map of the current distribution of family property on the wall, with Lishan as the center, distributed one level at a time, and began to spread outward.
Neither husband nor wife looked down upon the little benefit brought by land annexation. The masses were the productive forces, and the wealth created by productivity was much greater than that of land annexation.
Aunt Wang went to Chang'an City and came back at night to buy the rice cakes that Xiao Qingqing had been craving for.
Li Yue didn't let her eat more. She felt uncomfortable in her stomach after eating too much, so she gave the rest to her uncle and aunts.
The next day, Lili Mountain was very quiet in the autumn morning.
With a creak, the door opened.
Zhang Yang walked outside the house, wrapped his clothes tightly, and breathed in the cool air outside.
Not long after, Li Yue hurriedly took out her coat and said, "Husband, please don't catch a cold."
"Yeah." Zhang Yang took the coat and put it on.
The sky has just dawned, and my brothers and sisters are still asleep. My daughter went to sleep in Xiao Sizi's room last night.
After stretching their limbs, flexing their muscles and legs by the pool, the couple started their morning jog.
"Adjust your breathing and try to inhale through your nose." Zhang Yang warned.
"Yeah." Li Yue nodded heavily.
I ran from the top of Lishan Mountain to the mountainside and started running in the morning on the mountainside trail.
The mountain trail at home goes down and around the mountainside, and the run is only two kilometers long.
After finishing a lap, I felt a faint sweat on my body and felt refreshed.
Li Yue took a deep breath of fresh air, closed her eyes and exhaled slowly.
When they got home, Xiao Wu and Xiao Hui woke up first. After having breakfast, they had to start arranging production schedules.
Li Yue also had a moment of free time to study her numeracy skills.
"Daochang Yuan has understood the concept of the existence of longitude and latitude, but he has not yet developed the algorithm of longitude and latitude."
As she spoke, she paused with the pen in her hand, and then said: "But with Li Chunfeng and Yuan Daozhang's attainments, these things will probably not be difficult for them."
"Yes, it's unavoidable."
After cleaning up the workshop, Zhang Yang planned to make some toys for his daughter in the afternoon.
Zhang Yang went to the fields at the foot of the mountain and observed the growth of pumpkins.
It's autumn, and pumpkins are still only about the size of a fist.
The pumpkins grown last time were not very big. Could it be a problem with the seeds?
Zhang Yang took out his booklet to record the growth of pumpkins. The leaves of pumpkins were not big. Zhang Yang wondered how he could grow autumn pumpkins?
Zhang Yang scratched his head again, and was very puzzled. The main reason was that he didn't understand the origin of this pumpkin. Growing it in Guanzhong was another matter.
Seeing that the autumn rains are coming in West China, the pumpkin harvest in this acre of land is just like this. The harvest cannot be said to be good, and we still have to wait for these pumpkins to adapt to the water and soil of Guanzhong.
Zhang Yang carried the bamboo baskets and placed them first, then picked the pumpkins from the vines and put them into the bamboo baskets one by one.
Shangguan Yi came over in a hurry and whispered: "Marquis of the County, your Majesty is here."
"Your Majesty will come as soon as possible. Let him do what he wants. I'm very busy." Zhang Yang continued to collect the pumpkins without raising his head.
Shangguan Yi bowed and faced the other side.
"It doesn't matter, I'm used to being ignored."
Hearing His Majesty's voice, Zhang Yang raised his head and immediately smiled, "Ah, Your Majesty is here! You are welcome from afar."
"Yuan Ying?" Li Shimin snorted coldly: "You just said to let me do what I want, and now you say you have lost Yuan Ying. All the people in this world who are more hypocritical than you are already dead."
Zhang Yang put away his smile and continued picking pumpkins.
Li Shimin saw that his attitude had returned to indifference and was not annoyed. Instead, he sat down on the field ridge and whispered: "Because of the conflict between Fan Yang's nobles and students, I asked Li Junxian to bring more than ten artillery pieces."
Went to Fanyang Realm."
After finishing his sentence and waiting for his reply, the boy was still busy with his own affairs.
Look at the fruits in his basket, what did he grow?
Li Shimin continued: "Many people thought that he was transferred to Zhechong Prefecture in Hebei Province by me, but they didn't expect that I asked Li Junxian to set off artillery every day in Fan Yang's clan territory."
Zhang Yang's movements obviously paused.
Seeing that he was listening, Li Shimin smiled and said: "I also asked Ma Zhou, the imperial censor, to accompany me to Fan Yang to inquire about the conflict between the nobles and the students."
"I heard that an old man was frightened to death when the cannon was fired. I only found out about this after Ma Zhou sent a memorial. It was said that the old man died of illness on his own and had nothing to do with the cannon."
Having said this, Li Shimin looked a little more proud and said: "I just want to scare them. Even if they are from aristocratic families, they must behave honestly under my eyes."
After all, it was Li Shimin who fired cannons in other people's homes every day, and people were afraid that the cannons would bomb their own homes.
Li Shimin was an emperor who was born as a general, although now the emperor can also write some poetry and practice calligraphy.
But this little influence alone still can't change Tian Khan's barbaric style. He can't do things like firing cannons in front of other people's houses every day.
In Zhang Yang's mind, Li Shimin's moral bottom line was obviously lower.
Zhang Yang picked pumpkins and walked all the way in the fields, farther and farther.
Seeing this, Li Shimin had no choice but to step forward and said in a deep voice: "What do you think I did?"
Zhang Yang quickly saluted and said: "Your Majesty is wise."
"Tell me the truth!"
Hearing the emperor's words become more serious, Zhang Yang changed his words and said: "Actually, there is something wrong with your majesty's arrangement."
"Well, I would like to hear the details."
"The artillery can only be used as a deterrent once or twice. If fired every day, it won't actually have much deterrent effect."
"It's just like fireworks. People will even pay homage to the night sky when they see them for the first time, but if they are seen many times, it will be like that. It's not strange."
Li Shimin nodded, "Yeah."
Zhang Yang continued: "Actually, if you want to have a deterrent effect, you still have to blow up their door. Today, blow up the front yard, and tomorrow, blow up their backyard. As long as no one is killed, you can have fun!"
"Have fun?"
"Yes, it would be troublesome to blow up more other places. Not to mention wasting gunpowder packets by firing cannons all day long. What do you think, Your Majesty?"
Li Shimin thought briefly, then nodded and felt it made sense.
Zhang Yang grinned, congratulations! Your Majesty's moral bottom line has been lowered a few points again.
"But it's too much..."
"Your Majesty! Have you not done enough unscrupulous things to noble families? What we have done is not excessive. Besides, let's talk about artillery. What flies out of its mouth, who knows where it will fly.
,right?"
Li Shimin had a serious face and was thinking about it.
Zhang Yang was still picking pumpkins, "For example, let's blow up their houses and let them repair them themselves. Anyway, those aristocratic families have a lot of money. Every time they repair it, we blow it up, and we will make them restless."
Looking at the son-in-law carefully, Li Shimin clicked his tongue and said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Zhang Yang laughed and said, "Your Majesty didn't even ask me."
"Are the chickens and dogs restless?"
"Yes, what? Do they dare to collide with my soldiers of the Tang Dynasty? If they rebel against them, they will be charged with treason." Zhang Yang sneered coldly, "Who gave them the courage to blow up their house with artillery? It was His Majesty.
They should be happy with the rain given to them."
Li Shimin stroked his short beard on his chin and asked, "What did you eat when you grew up?"
Finally, I finished picking pumpkins from one acre of land, a total of fifteen baskets.
I checked to make sure nothing was missing, and there were a few that were too small so I didn’t pick them.
Autumn pumpkin is also good, autumn pumpkin is sweet.
Zhang Yang carried the bamboo basket and said with a smile: "Does your Majesty eat pumpkin?"
"pumpkin?"
“Very delicious.”
The conversation changes rapidly, usually when talking to him about one thing, he will suddenly talk about another irrelevant thing.
Shangguan Yi continued to follow His Majesty's footsteps. As for the words of the County Marquis just now, he quickly erased them from his memory and pretended that he had not heard them at all.
First, he occupied Li Xiaogong's house. Anyway, he lived alone and had no one to cook, and the built stove was not used. He usually went to the house of Emperor Li Yuan to have meals.
It has been many years since Li Yuan actually cooked.
Li Tai brought it over after he finished it, and it has been maintained until now.
Zhang Yang was steaming the pumpkin. Seeing that His Majesty was still watching, he said, "This is a pumpkin. I succeeded in growing it last year. But after planting it this year, the harvest is not very good, and the pumpkin is also very small."
"Is this also the result of your Taifu Temple?"
Zhang Yang nodded and said: "Actually, there are many crops in the West that can be used to increase crop diversity in the Central Plains."
Li Xiaogong stood aside respectfully, standing next to Shangguan Yi, as honest as he wanted.
"Cen Wenwen...has he come to see you?"
"Um."
"You don't need to be suspicious of me. I want to know the true feelings of little Tubo Zampu. After all, you have done this kind of thing behind your back more than once or twice."
"So now Brother Wen and Your Majesty have explained it clearly?"
Li Shimin nodded, "I came to see you this time because I just want to clear up all the past grudges."
Zhang Yang put the firewood under the stove and said, "Your Majesty, this pumpkin is slow to ripen, so it will take a while."
"I can wait."
Li Xiaogong stood aside quietly. Can the monarch and his subjects clear up all their suspicions? He would rather believe that Li Tai can successfully lose weight.
Your Majesty's words may not necessarily be true.
Zhang Yang didn't mean what he said.
I don't know how long this complicated relationship will last.
When the pumpkin was ripe, Zhang Yang fried it with salted duck eggs, put it in a pottery bowl, and placed it in front of His Majesty.
Li Shimin looked at the shiny, yellow pumpkin and frowned, "Can this be eaten?"
Li Xiaogong handed over the chopsticks respectfully, "Your Majesty, everything this kid grows is edible."
As if he felt that he had said nonsense again, he put down his chopsticks and stood quietly aside.
Li Shimin picked up a piece of pumpkin, put it in his mouth and tasted it carefully, "Well, it's soft, glutinous, salty and sweet."
"Really?" Zhang Yang also picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece from the bowl and tasted it carefully.
Not long after, Li Tai also came. He was dressed in commoner clothes and ran over in a hurry. After receiving the emperor's uncle's eyes, he stood aside quietly.
Li Shimin asked: "What is the yield per mu of this thing?"
Zhang Yang ate another piece and said, "Autumn pumpkins are too sweet. They should be planted earlier next year."
"I ask you what is the yield per acre of this thing?"
"Yeah." Zhang Yang picked up another piece and ate it.
Seeing that he had already eaten two pieces of the pumpkin in the bowl, Li Shimin also ate a few more pieces. The monarch and his minister finished the bowl of pumpkin in two or three mouthfuls.
After eating, Li Shimin took a sip of tea, nodded and said: "Well, it is indeed a bit sweet."
"It's a bit too greasy to be used as food, so it's not suitable. After all, it's still a vegetable."
Li Tai very sensibly refilled his father's tea bowl with tea, and poured another bowl for his brother-in-law.
"You haven't answered me yet, what is the yield per acre of this thing?"
"Originally, I thought the pumpkin yield would be around 20 dan per acre."
"Cough cough cough..." A mouthful of tea stuck in his throat. Li Shimin kept coughing and looked at him with an incredulous look.
Zhang Yang said calmly: "But my variety is a little different. I harvested pumpkins today. I calculated it and it's only about ten stones."
Li Shimin made a calculation in his mind, stood up suddenly, and said solemnly: "One acre of millet is worth more than one stone."
"Ok, I know."
"You can grow ten stones of pumpkins in one acre of land?"
"Yes."
Li Shimin gave Li Xiaogong a look.
Li Xiaogong, who understood deeply, left quickly and went to the fields to weigh the pumpkins picked by Zhang Yang.
Li Shimin tried his best to calm down his mood, and did not speak while drinking tea, looking straight at him.
Zhang Yang was also drinking tea, holding his own booklet and still recording, "Well, the taste is a bit different, not as soft and waxy as expected. Maybe it's because the water and soil on the mountain are different from the water and soil down the mountain, and there is no difference in temperature between day and night.
Question, there are many cloudy days this year, so there is not enough light? Planting in early spring and harvesting in summer should make a difference."
Less than half an hour later, Li Xiaogong ran back again. He was sweating profusely and bowed: "Your Majesty, we have weighed it. There are twelve stones in total, and it is indeed only one acre of land."
"Hahaha!" Li Shimin suddenly laughed and said loudly: "Zhang Yang, your Taifu Temple has built the Sheji. With this, the Tang Dynasty will not be afraid of natural disasters."
"Your Majesty, this is a type of vegetable, not a grain. The Central Plains is still mainly about growing grains. Eating too much of these pumpkins will make you tired. Moreover, the original intention of Taifu Temple is also for crop diversity."
Zhang Yang talked nonchalantly.
Li Shimin ignored it and asked the accompanying eunuch to pick a few and take them away.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Zhang Yang stepped forward and continued: "This is vegetables, this is not food. This thing cannot be grown as food."
Your Majesty was so happy that he couldn't care less about these words.
"Your Majesty! The diversity of crops is very important. We must not let pumpkins replace grains. Grains are the basis of our survival. These are vegetables, not grains."
Li Shimin's pace quickened a little more.
When His Majesty reached the entrance of the village, Li Tai comforted him: "Brother-in-law, there is no need to persuade him. My father will not listen to anything at this time."
"Your father is too unreasonable."
"I'll advise my father later. No matter it's a vegetable or a grain, it has to be grown. I'll ask for a reward from my brother-in-law some other time."
"You should ask your father for money. You need to sell the pumpkin."
Hearing this, Li Xiaogong stamped his feet and wished he could stop Zhang Yang's mouth, saying: "You bastard, you are such a bastard!"