Yang Lin and his friends had nothing to do, so they simply brought some people to buy some dairy cows in Bianliang and observed them carefully.
Today's dairy cows don't produce a lot of milk, but they definitely produce a hundred times more milk than ordinary cattle.
The main reason is that they can produce milk all the time. Even in Bianliang, Tokyo, only a few people eat milk, so this thing is not popular.
Only a few wealthy families on the outskirts of the city keep a few of them for their owners to eat.
However, Yang Lin also discovered that there are many people who drink goat's milk, and there are some more serious ones who consume deer's milk.
For example, Empress Zheng of Genyue and her two daughters often cooked deer milk.
There are many deer in Genyue, of various varieties, and they are very tame. They also use local materials. Only Zhao Ji could drink this deer milk in the past.
But Zhao Ji was gone, and the group of palace servants who served him all stayed in Gen Yue.
So Empress Zheng and the two little concubines took advantage of it. Anyway, they were the only ones left inside and could enjoy it as much as they wanted.
Yang Lin has no idea about deer milk for the time being. It is too expensive, but cow's milk and goat's milk can indeed be used to enhance the physical fitness of all people.
After a busy day, Yang Lin pointed at a field on the outskirts of the city and said: "This is one of my manors. It is managed by my concubine's father. He is quite honest and obedient, so he is raised here. You
What do you think?"
Cai Jing nodded and said: "Collect these in Bianliang first. After the milk is produced, we will observe the output and dry the cheese. When we are almost done with it, we will promote it."
"Add some more sheep so it doesn't get too monotonous."
Yang Lin nodded and ate a can of cheese with Cai Jing. This cheese was fermented and tasted similar to the yogurt of later generations, so it attracted many people's praise.
Even the fierce man Xin Qiji once lamented in later generations, "I am used to secretly tasting the fragrant cheese glass bowl every year when I am drunk."
Of course, in their conception, they do not necessarily want to eat this kind of complicated "yoghurt". As long as they can drink cow's milk or goat's milk, it is a great thing for the people.
Once people develop habits and improve their physical fitness, whether they are producing, farming or going to war, their strength will reach a new level.
Cai Jing was in a very comfortable mood. He tapped the pot with chopsticks and chanted softly in a rhythm:
"What didn't I taste back then? I tasted this bowl of fragrant Bianliang.
The fertile snow under the beams turns into cheese, and the steamed cheese rolls turn yellow.
The yellow hair hangs down and the young man is young and strong, so that he can be young and strong to serve in the high hall.
Take a look at the mountains and rivers in front of the hall, and you can see the willow trees that have formed their way through the ages."
Yang Lin clapped his hands and applauded, and it was easy for Cai Jing to speak smoothly.
This poem included his residential care system and today's milk that encourages fertility and enhances physical fitness, allowing Yang Lin to read the ambitions of Lao Cai Jing.
His talent is still the same as before, and in later history, he will be prime minister for several more years.
Such a person will have the same abilities as the boss he serves.
When he first served as Zhao Ji's prime minister, Cai Jing was the most competent master of making money in the world, and he built Bianliang into a flourishing place.
Now working for himself, Cai Jing suddenly transformed into a capable minister in governing the world. It is no wonder that his political opponents said at the time, "If Cai Jing can correct his mind, how can he be more virtuous than the ancients!"
No one in the court, including Bai Shizhong and Zhang Shuye, could see what Yang Lin was doing now.
But Cai Jing understands him, and he also understands Cai Jing. How could a person who can propose a residential care system not have the slightest ambition to help the world?
But would Zhao Ji give him a chance back then? Obviously not, only Yang Lin would. It is rare to have a confidant in life who can teach him to show his ambitions when he was high-spirited in his old age. Even if he dies, there will be no regrets.
As the breeze blew slowly, an old man, a young man, Cai Jing and Yang Lin were chatting about state affairs in the pavilion of the farm.
A man dressed as an official came over carrying some fruits that were out of season. He was the owner of the farm, Su Xun, the biological father of Su Ningxiang and Su Zhuanglian.
Back then, Yang Lin planted these off-season fruits for Zhao Ji, but now they are all used by him.
Yang Lin smiled and asked him to sit down and discuss the matter of raising cattle together. Although Su Xun was not good at other things, he had been serving crops all his life and he still knew a lot about raising cattle.
After all, when he was in charge of the Pan family manor, he had raised dairy cows and goats for the Prince Consort's Mansion.
The cows introduced from the grasslands now are much better than those he raised at that time. The dairy cows of the Mongolian grasslands are also very famous in later generations. They were introduced to Europe during the Ming and Qing Dynasties and became the main dairy cows in Tsarist Russia.
The three of them finalized some details. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Yang Lin knew that Cai Jing attached great importance to health care, so he did not force him to drink and sent someone to send him back.
Lu Qian stepped forward and asked, "Young Master, are you going back home?"
Yang Lin stood up, expanded his chest, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said: "I love the purity of this manor, the revival of all things, and the fragrance of spring mud. If you want to stay here for three to five days, go to Zhaodefang to pick up the two little Mrs. Su."
Come and take care of your daily life."
Lu Qian took the order, turned around and arranged for the men to return, and then arranged the defense of the manor.
When Su Xun heard this, he became even more happy and said with a smile: "Then I will arrange for someone to clean the room."
The bright moon is rising high, the golden crow is sinking, and there are already crickets chirping in the manor.
In Su Ningxiang and Su Zhuanglian's old cabin, the two sisters smiled happily, cooked a table of exquisite side dishes, and ate with Yang Lin with candles lit.
Su Zhuanglian bent down and took out a cushion from the cupboard, put it on Yang Lin's stool, and said with a smile: "You sit here, I am the only one who has ever sat on it."
The two sisters did not even bring a maid, and were determined to have Yang Lin all to themselves these days, because Yang Lin not only rewarded the world for having children, but also promised generous rewards in his own house.
No matter which wife or concubine, as long as she gives birth to a child, her monthly income will be doubled.
Monthly money is not the most important thing. Everyone in the family knows that Yang Lin likes children. He even loves his adopted son Gan'er very much, let alone his own son.
Although Su Ningxiang gave birth to a daughter, the sisters had not yet given birth to a son, and they were very jealous of this.
The small stove in the room worked very well, and it was a little hot just after eating. Su Zhuanglian was sitting on the edge of the bed in thin gauze pants, swaying her feet to tease Yang Lin.
However, Su Ningxiang bent down and took out the quilt from the luggage she brought from home, and spread it diligently. Yang Lin smiled and scolded: "You are the most lazy with little hooves. Look at your sister, how virtuous she is."
Su Zhuanglian bit her lip, her eyebrows were full, and she said: "Sister, I'm waiting on you in bed, but no one will put in the effort."
"What are you talking about?" Su Ningxiang was so embarrassed that she came up to scratch her itch. Su Zhuanglian smiled and retorted, not forgetting to mock: "I told you to pretend to be serious and virtuous, but you are going to have sex with me later.
Same."
Yang Lin pulled the two of them away, and Su Zhuanglian immediately pulled him onto the bed. She spread her legs with a smile and boldly sat in his arms in a warm and ambiguous posture. She said in a sweet voice: "Don't you think so, brother-in-law?"
"You little goblin, you're out of control... let's see how I deal with you."