Most of the things Liangyan feeds its livestock are bean stalks, sorghum stalks, etc., which are incomparable to the vast grassland of Beiqi.
Now the fresh corn stalks can be eaten by livestock, and there will be one more kind of food to feed them in the future.
"This thing is good. The poles can be fed to horses and the grains can be eaten."
"Yeah, if the horses eat these, then the cows will too."
"The poles can be used as firewood when dried in the autumn. They are really full of treasures."
"I just don't know how it tastes. If it's hard to swallow, then..."
Chen Dianli didn't finish what he said, but everyone understood what he meant.
They know better than anyone how much effort was spent on all the experimental fields in the north, especially when spring plowing coincides with the war. Only those who have experienced spring plowing with panic understand the difficulty of it best. If it doesn’t taste good, all the hard work will be in vain. In one battle, not to mention Mr. Fu Yin will be disappointed, they will too.
Li Hui didn't know what everyone was thinking. He walked around the experimental field and came back and urged everyone to get on the bus.
Seeing that he had misunderstood, Li Hui waved his hands and said with a chuckle:
"Nothing's wrong. I just want to take these things back and let them be cooked in the canteen. Let's try first to see if they taste good. If they taste good, let the post station hurry up and send them to the capital to give them to the emperor to have a taste."
They had just raised the issue of "taste", but they didn't expect Mr. Li to think about it with them.
"Yes, yes, that's what you said. Liangzi, hurry up and get ready, we're going back now." Mou Haibin urged.
Cheng Xue had already boarded the carriage and was waiting. When Li Hui came in, the carriage set off back to Fucheng.
Half an hour later, the smell of cooking corn was everywhere in the government office. Even if the corn was not sticky, it had just been broken off and put into the pot without being soaked. It tasted the best.
Li Heng and Yan Yixin stayed in the government office, went back and forth to the dining hall several times, and finally came back carrying the basin as they wished.
The moment the door opened, everyone's eyes were focused on it. Liu Yuliang and several cadres came forward to help put the big basin on the table.
The yellow, orange, and steaming corn made people look forward to it. However, no one took advantage of it, just waiting for Li Hui to get it first.
"Don't be shy if there are no outsiders. Let's each take one and try it first."
As soon as he spoke, everyone stepped forward and stretched out their hands, and soon words such as "um", "um", "not bad" etc. were heard in the room.
The cadres ate quickly and ate five sticks of corn in an instant, nodding their heads as they ate. The worries they had previously had obviously disappeared.
After Yan Yixin finished eating, he came to Li Hui and said:
"Uncle, we need to send someone to inspect the experimental fields. This stuff can fill your stomach and tastes good. It's hard to guarantee that someone with wrong ideas will go astray."
Hearing this, Li Hui thought it was reasonable and glanced at Liu Yuliang but said nothing. The latter was also sensible. He took another stick before finishing the food in his hand, and then went out to make arrangements.
Everyone liked the taste of boiled corn. Dexi opened the door and came in with a large plate of steaming roasted corn in his hand.
"Sir, my wife baked this over charcoal fire. I asked Bai Wei to bring it over for you adults to try."
Li Heng walked over, took the plate, and brought it to his father.
At first glance, it was given according to the number of people here. After each person took one ear, the remaining one on the plate belonged to Liu Yuliang.
Shen Jue took a bite of the baked one, nodded and said:
"This stuff is really good. It tastes delicious both boiled and baked."
"Yes, yes, it's just that it's not easy to store. It won't last long if you take it all back." Sun Dianli expressed worry in his words.
Upon seeing this, Li Heng smiled, waved his hands, and explained:
"Master Sun, don't panic. This is eating green beans. They are not yet ripe. Just like when we eat soybeans in the farmhouse when they are not yet ripe, we pick them back and boil them with salt. They just eat them fresh."
"What about when it matures? Won't it become old and hard?" Sun Dianli continued to ask.
His family background is very good, and he has never farmed since his father's generation, so he doesn't know much about crops.
Li Heng happened to have nothing to do, so he told him in detail how to eat the grains after they were ripe. Although it was his first time to come into contact with this thing, it looked like soybeans, so grinding it would definitely be no problem.
"...Thiner dough is used to make porridge, and thicker ones are used to cook porridge. As for grain, if it is not cooked enough after a stick of incense, cook it for half an hour. If it doesn't work for an hour, it will always be soft."
Sun Dianli and the others understood this and nodded slowly, feeling that it was reliable.
It's so delicious when it's young, and it will probably become even more delicious when it matures.
Li Hui has already gone to his office in the back room to write a memorial. Since everyone is okay with the taste, the best thing to do is to hurry up and transport it to the capital.
That night, city guards and government officers patrolled the experimental fields across the northern border to ensure that nothing would be lost.
Ten days later, the Jingcheng Station received a memorial and corn from the northern state capital. It happened that Xiao Qinglin came here to deliver the letter, so he brought the things into the palace. He had privileges and could enter the palace at any time during the day without requiring a notice. Sometimes it was better than The three princes are still at ease.
A total of five large sacks of corn were transported, and Habayashi Wei helped bring them to the imperial study room. The eunuch Fu Yong hurriedly stepped forward when he saw the things.
"Oh, Mr. Xiao Xiao, what did you get?"
"Waist reed." Xiao Qinglin replied, "Last year I brought the seeds back from South Vietnam and gave them to the northern governor to plant. Now that they have been planted, he has sent some to the emperor to try. Is the emperor free at the moment?"
Fu Yong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said:
"Your Majesty is discussing with the three princes about the examination next year. Mr. Xiao, please wait a moment while I go in to inform you."
"You are rich through hard work, father-in-law."
Although he is an official and he is a slave, Fuyong is the person next to the emperor's uncle. It is necessary to give him some respect without looking at the monk's face and the Buddha's face. Otherwise, officials who work hard for the country will be scolded by the emperor again. Gu one or two, it's enough to break their legs.
Today, the Holy Emperor Yan Yunchen has three sons and two daughters. All five children are of the same age, and their biological mothers are not of high rank, and they are not daughters of aristocratic families. Except for the two princesses who were raised by their biological mothers, the other three princes were all raised by the emperor. Educate yourself.
They have eaten and rested in the same place since childhood. Although the three children were not born to the same mother, their relationship is as close as their own, and they are full of brotherly friends.
Soon, Fu Yong trotted out, asked someone to carry the things in, and respectfully asked Xiao Qinglin to come in.
After the greetings, the eldest prince Yan Jing came over, looked at the bag on the ground, and asked:
"Cousin, is this the waist reed you brought back from South Vietnam? Did the old farmer in the north really grow it?"
The three brothers secretly called Li Hui "Lao Nong Li", and he always talked about being "from a farmer". The three princes who were not yet crowned princes were naturally a little naughty.
Xiao Qinglin nodded, took out the memorial from his arms, presented it with both hands and said:
"Your Majesty, this is the memorial sent with the grain."