No one understood Li Yi's intentions. Zhuangzi didn't allow people to enter, and the riverside buildings weren't a hindrance.
"Brother Yi!" Li Longji was used to addressing Yi Qing as such today.
"One day, if I suddenly say that the first batch of students will live in houses open to the public and only accept forty-two people, will they work hard for this condition?"
Li Yi spoke of his plan. Was the row of houses precious?
Everyone nodded. Those who had children wanted to enter the Li Family Zhuangzi.
If one of them entered, he could help the other children become officials. The number of places in the imperial court was limited.
Lu Huaishen was tempted. "What kind of condition?"
"Many people are unwilling to learn the knowledge I teach, so I will test them on this knowledge and choose the top forty-two.
In fact, I should choose the first few hundred students and only open the houses, nothing else.
I will think of a way to teach the students of the Li Family Zhuangzi and guarantee that they will achieve good results and be promoted. "
Li Yi didn't shy away. This was his plan. All the major academies and schools had to stand aside. This was a 'middle grade school'.
"Xiao Yi, I remember two years ago when you asked for people to come over, everyone was busy and couldn't make the trip. Could you …" Yao Chong asked regretfully.
"Aren't your two sons fine?" Li Yi was surprised.
"Three." Yao Chong stretched out three fingers.
"Yes, yes, yes, three. The eldest is not dead. The eldest and the second are just using your position as the prime minister to cheat people."
Li Yi remembered and looked at Wei Zhigu.
Wei Zhigu cupped his fists at Li Yi. He didn't need to say anything. He saved his life and even helped him vent his anger.
"My brother also has children." Yao Chong could only say this on this special occasion.
"Your brother's children committed a crime. You are a member of the group. Aiya …" Li Yi thought of another problem.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Liu Chong said. I promise to take care of it. Yao Chong can't protect him.
"Old Yao, I'm not accepting any offers recently. I'm busy! I still have to practice surgeries later. Give out a set of my books and learn them first. "
Li Yi refused. If he missed this opportunity, he wouldn't be able to start over. This wasn't a game.
"That's fine too!" Yao Chong agreed. What else could he do?
"Old Zhong, what are you doing now?" Li Yi suddenly thought of someone.
"Who?" Several people asked in unison.
"Zhong Shaojing, the former Minister of Revenue, became … uh …"
"The vice president of the Tang dynasty's Calligraphy Publicity and Research Cooperation Association." Li Longji did not forget about this.
"Third Brother has a good memory. What's my position again? Director?
The weather was warm, so activities were organized. In the capital office, the people were working hard to learn how to read and write.
They were divided into different levels and held calligraphy and painting competitions. Everyone who participates in the prize will be given ten coins. Depending on the level of the group, the prizes will be different. "
Li Yi felt that he was not qualified to be an official. He did not organize activities and did not donate money.
The newspapers, dictionaries, and the words used were all written by Old Zhong. He was exhausted.
The officials were at a loss. What did Li Yi want to do? Your calligraphy is good. Even if it's terrible, who dares to say it's not good?
At least we don't dare to belittle it. We are afraid that it will spread and the people will write a book about it.
Forget about it. Don't have nightmares tonight. Wang Damu, Wang Damu, you're harming people!
Li Yi turned around and used a spoon to scrape the foam out of the soup pot. The water in the kettle was cold just now, and the foam at the bottom was stirred up.
He patiently scrubbed the foam and said, "With special publicity needs, promote the development of the local economy, form industrialization and scale, establish a culture with local characteristics, and create a local business card. It's not written in the book? "
A large group of officials wanted to cry. This sentence was written, and they had an impression. Then what?
"Calligraphy and painting require brushes, ink, paper, inkstone, brush holder, paperweight, cutting knife, brush washer, brush hanger, arm rest, and so on.
Every item is divided into different grades and has a place of origin. This includes the extra wax that Xuancheng's fingers use in painting.
If these things are listed and publicized, the local economy can be invigorated by providing these things.
Old Zhong is really not suitable to be the Minister of Revenue. He doesn't have any means to make money!
Ah, Old Bi, I'm not talking about you. It's really not. You can do it. "
Li Yi saw that everyone didn't understand, so he could only explain listlessly.
"Xiao Yi, if you didn't say the last sentence, this old man would be very grateful." Bi Goo's expression was ugly.
"Everyone! I take back the last sentence. "Li Yi nodded at Bi Goo.
"Thanks!" Bi Goo gritted his teeth.
"Hahahaha ~ ~ ~" Everyone laughed again.
"That's what it means. When the people have more money, the cultural atmosphere will rise.
The earlier it is, the more important the local industry is.
Even if you make smoked chicken, braised chicken, salted duck, roasted goose, century flower eggs, rice noodles, they can all succeed.
For example, the pickled mustard that they make is obviously worthless, but after a series of processing, it has added value.
As the Prime Minister's assistant, you can not implement the specifics, but you can't not know the policy.
Two heads are better than one. I can't take care of everything. There will always be oversights. Everyone, please help me check and fill in the gaps. "
Li Yi was not angry at this time. He couldn't afford to be angry. He would die of anger.
After that, he finished skimming the foam and scooped some soup to taste.
He turned around and took a large piece of ginger. After washing it slightly, he held it in the palm of his hand and began to slice it with the knife.
According to the storytelling, each knife was faster than the last, and each knife was tighter than the last. One could only feel the knife's light, but not the knife's blade.
Pieces of ginger, as thin as cicada's wings, flew into the pot.
Others were stunned, but the little girl Feng Qingdai's eyes were shining. The ginger was connected, and the knife had to be fast enough. How could it not cut the hand?
"If this is an execution, how many cuts can it make? No, it's fish slices. It's guaranteed to be delicious. "
Gao Lishi actually thought of cutting people first, but then he realized and changed his words.
Bi Goo took a deep breath. "Xiao Yi, it's just practice. Why do you have to do this? If this old man wants to practice, half a month will be enough! Not to mention cutting ginger, I can also cut meat. "
"Okay! Old Bi, you practice for half a month first. I'll find you a piece of beef brisket to cut. "
Li Yi finished cutting the ginger slices and said while washing his hands.
"You mean the calligraphy and painting competition. I don't need half a month. It's no problem for me to draw beef brisket."
Bi Goo didn't want to argue with Li Yi because he was young and ignorant!
"Third Brother, I see many courtyard walls in the square haven't been torn down. Paint with mortar, paint, and paint to enhance the color of Chang 'an."
Li Yi wouldn't really ask Bi Goo to cut beef brisket with his hands. If it were him, he would use a scalpel, but not a kitchen knife, and not this way of cutting.
Li Longji was pleased. He listened to Brother Yi talk about economics and watched Brother Yi show off his knife skills. It was so comfortable that even his breath felt cool.
Not only was it cool, but it was also a little cold. It had been raining outside, hadn't it?
"Good, good, good! That's what I should do. As soon as Brother Yi came back, I felt at ease. "
Li Longji didn't care whether Zaifu and the people in the group were sad or not. He told the truth.
Brother Yi came back from planting seeds and didn't have much rest. He still answered all the questions and said everything he knew.
For a moment, the whole Tang dynasty seemed to be alive.
As for Zaifu and the people in the group, alas! Someone had to do the hard work. Keep them!
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