"Like this, keep the seeds. Keep this cucumber. The trunk is thick, and the height is just right. It grows big. "
Li Yi pointed to a cucumber and said. This cucumber was about six inches from the ground, and it should be picked.
It could still grow because it was close to the trunk and had the most nutrients. At the same time, this seedling looked thicker than the others.
It was a good seedling to keep the seeds. If necessary, a small shelf had to be built for this cucumber, and then a red rope would be tied to it as a mark.
The blue rope was the same as the other colored ropes and cloth strips. It was easy to identify.
For example, when a person was looking for ginseng, he would tie it with a red rope after finding it.
It did not necessarily have to be red. In the woods, red was conspicuous. This reason had nothing to do with the ginseng having long legs.
Except for red, other colors were not suitable. Black was the color of the soil.
Blue and yellow were easily confused with the colors of other plants around.
The bigger the color difference, the easier it was to identify.
It was impossible for a person to find one at a time. Ginseng was still in the Tang dynasty, and there were still many of them.
In the northeast, it was planted later. Some ginseng had been planted for more than 30 years, but it was stolen.
Now, there was no one planting in the Tang dynasty, so there was no stealing. The problem was to keep the seeds.
The cucumbers and eggplants should not touch the ground as much as possible. If they did, they would rot.
There was no need for cowpeas. When lettuce and chrysanthemum were planted in the greenhouse, they did not need to wait for the poles to sprout.
The little girl, Qing Dai, did not know how to plant vegetables. Now, she was looking at her master explaining as if he was a farmer.
By the time Li Yi came out of the greenhouse, a full half an hour had passed. One hour.
He kept looking and explaining. He even took a bite of the cowpeas to taste them.
"In two years, we will plant big cherries, but they are more sour. Even if the cherries in the north are good, they are not as good as those in the south."
Li Yi came out with a basket and talked about cherries.
There were no big cherries in the north. They had to adapt to the environment.
The best big cherries were in South America, which was Chile. It had a long coastline and territory. Argentina was also good.
In Li Yi's time, Peru was not a problem, but the Peruvians were not willing to plant cherries. They were addicted to cocaine and marijuana.
Including Colombia and Ecuador. This was called the Silver Triangle.
In the later period of the Golden Triangle, Li Yi planted less because the China government intervened.
The Wakhan Corridor was connected to Afghanistan, Iran, Pakistan, and other places called the Golden Crescent, which was also heroin.
They were planting poppies. This year, the capital government had planted quite a few poppies. They told the people that this was medicine and that it was being planted by the roadside. Whoever was willing to take the initiative to help them harvest it was free to do so.
If he wanted to cut the pulp, he would bring the large smoking gourd over as well. That way, the Li Family Zhuangzi would give him one tael of pulp and one catty of gourd soap.
They had collected quite a lot this year, and the commoners were willing to help. Knowing that it was medicine, they didn't dare to casually consume it.
Li Yi ate. He used the cut gourd to braise food. It was refreshing. Eating this was not addictive, unless he ate it every day.
But to say that he couldn't quit, that was impossible.
During the Republic of China, there were so many people smoking cigarettes. If they suddenly stopped smoking, could it be that they couldn't afford to live? They all died because of this?
At most, he would suffer for a period of time. If he couldn't buy it, what could he do?
"Tobacco won't do. This isn't allowed to be passed over. The restrictions are stricter than poppies." Li Yi's thoughts wandered and he thought of tobacco.
The Tang dynasty didn't exist yet. The people of the Tang dynasty didn't say that they wouldn't live if they couldn't smoke. They didn't know at all.
Since that was the case, there was no need to bring it over, even if Li Yi used to smoke.
He hadn't smoked in the past few years, so there was no problem.
"I should still plant some and extract the nicotine separately as medicine."
Li Yi hesitated again. He didn't want to smoke, but he knew that tobacco contained a lot of nicotine.
Li Yi was thinking about traditional Chinese medicine. Anything could be used as medicine.
Was nicotine useful in medical treatment? Of course it was useful. It was nicotine.
As long as it stimulated and affected living creatures, it was medicine.
What? Cyanide? This was also medicine. It depended on how it was used and how much it was used.
Interventional surgery had to be done with thread, right?
What was the difference between this kind of medicine and traditional Chinese medicine? Arsenic was also medicine.
The difference was that the other party was strong. The strength of a certain period of time was strong, and then the other party set the rules.
Traditional Chinese medicine couldn't follow the theories of traditional Chinese medicine. It had to conform to the theories of others.
It was a matter of rules and ideology. Yes, ideology was the most important. Some races were like catfish, aggressive.
Human society needed them. The Rising Sun City was a representative. They were like this, like human cancer cells, always existing.
"This year's heavy snow probably won't cause too much loss to the people."
Li Longji heard Li Yi muttering, but he was concerned about the people.
He couldn't get specific data from the distant places. The nearest place was the capital office.
If it were historical records, Li Longji would think that it was the Kaiyuan Age. He was too powerful.
With Li Yi around, the Golden Age? Haha! The people of the Tang dynasty lived like the Li Family Zhuangzi?
They had arrived at the Golden Age.
If they couldn't achieve it, where was their face?
Li Longji was very low-key now and didn't dare to promote himself.
"No." Li Yi agreed. Then he saw candied haws, candied haws made with grapes and yams.
"Wen Tian, look, this is good. Grow grapes in a greenhouse. If you sell one mu of grapes, you can earn back the capital of ten mu."
Li Yi picked up a non-mainstream candied haws made with grapes and cut out a large piece.
Yes, the candied haws were cut out.
With a touch, a large piece appeared. There wasn't much sugar used.
Just like the people who used sugar to make paintings, the sugar was sour according to the weight. A sugar man and a sugar painting, a little sugar was enough.
The reason why it was so expensive was to sell the craftsmanship. Wasn't it easy to buy sugar? If you buy sugar and paint, can you paint by yourself?
There were also candied people, one starting from ten yuan, some more than thirty yuan.
Let the children blow by themselves and then shout slogans.
People used to blow candies to sell candies. When it came to Li Yi, what was sugar? Shouldn't everyone look at art?
"Li Lang, can sweet potatoes be made into candied haws?" Princess Yongmu's mind wasn't on the price.
Before she met Li Yi, she valued money very much and was afraid that she wouldn't be able to eat meat.
Now she didn't care how much she earned. She could eat red braised pork whenever she wanted. Li Lang could make many kinds of red braised pork.
"Yes, it's best to eat roasted sweet potatoes. They were very cheap in the past. Oh, when we get them back, I will roast them for you."
Li Yi was nostalgic again. The price of sweet potatoes was getting more and more expensive.
In the past, it was six cents per catty. After that, it was eight cents, twelve cents, twenty cents, twenty-five cents, thirty cents, fifty cents, eighty cents, one yuan, one yuan, one yuan, three yuan … fifteen yuan.
One catty, all of them were one catty. It meant that the cost of materials didn't matter, but the cost of labor increased.
The key was that in the county and cities, they couldn't roast sweet potatoes themselves. In the countryside, roasting sweet potatoes was a by-product.
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