"Young master, madam, these are the oranges sent from Ya Zhou. Mo Da specially sent a batch for the princess to taste." In the Mo Estate, Fu Bo respectfully said as he held a plate of oranges.
"Oranges! No wax? "Meton asked as he picked up the oranges that had a glossy surface.
Fu Bo smiled, "Of course not. This is a gift from Mo Da to young master and madam. Naturally, we won't wax it."
Meton smiled, "Even if we wax it, it's fine. Oranges have a thick skin. As long as the skin is peeled off, it can be eaten. It's just that the skin can't be made into orange peel."
At that moment, Meton skillfully peeled off the skin of the oranges and handed the fresh pulp to Changle.
Changle tasted the sweet oranges and her eyes couldn't help but light up. Her appetite increased and she ate it in two or three bites. As she was pregnant, there were many times when she couldn't eat rice. However, she had a special liking for fruits. Changle ate in her mouth and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is wax?"
"This is a new method of preserving fruits invented by the Mo Family. As long as the skin of the fruit is coated with a thin layer of wax, the fruit can retain its moisture and be preserved for a long time until it's as fresh as before." Meton explained.
"Wax, that's the wax!" Princess Changle pointed at the red candle in disbelief.
Meton smiled and said, "Of course not. This paraffin wax is poisonous. However, the Mo Family uses a new type of wax. It can even be eaten. Of course, it's not good to eat too much of it. There's no problem at all if a little remains."
Only now did Princess Changle understand. She asked, "Previously, when you spoke of preserving apples, was this the same method?"
Meton nodded and said, "This is only one of the methods. The effect is better if it's refrigerated and waxed. It's even possible to preserve it for a year. However, that kind of apple needs to be peeled before eating. However, compared to such a huge benefit, this problem is nothing! "
"Then won't there be endless fruits in the future?" Princess Changle said happily.
Meton nodded and said, "Since you like to eat fruits the most, I will do my best to satisfy you. Even in winter, there are many fruits in Jiangnan. When the time comes, I will ask someone to bring some back for you."
Princess Changle couldn't help but feel a burst of happiness. If it were any other time, with her upbringing, she would definitely refuse. However, she was pregnant at the moment. Even if she was a little extravagant, no one would say anything. Naturally, she enjoyed her husband's love with a clear conscience.
"Send this batch of oranges to the palace as a tribute. The rest will be declared as tributes and sold to the public," Meton said with a wave of his hand.
"Ah! Young Master, I'm afraid this isn't good! How can a tribute be sold? "Fu Bo said awkwardly.
Princess Changle said in a clear voice, "Let's do as you say. I think Imperial Father wouldn't mind using the title of a tribute to appease Yazhou."
It had to be said that Meton and Princess Changle understood Li Shimin very well. For Li Shimin, who was used to using cheap means, he would definitely not refuse this proposal.
Moreover, Meton wasn't lying. How could he, who came from the future, not recognize that the oranges sent from Yazhou were the tributes of the future?
As a large number of tributes were sold in Chang 'an, the price was fair and the taste was extremely delicious. It immediately caused a commotion among the people of Chang' an.
"Tributes! I didn't expect the barbarian Yazhou to have such good things. "
"That's right. It is said that these oranges are kept as tributes to His Majesty. However, there are too many of them locally. Even His Majesty can't finish them all. It's good for us."
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In Chang 'an, the people of Chang' an who were preparing for the New Year had a special liking for the tributes. Firstly, the tributes tasted good. Secondly, there weren't many fruits in winter. The tributes had a unique status. With the Mohist's preservation technology, the tributes looked very good and tasted very good. More importantly, the price was fair. The tributes of the tributes were originally auspicious, not to mention that they were tributes to His Majesty.
As the end of the year approached, the people's desire to buy multiplied. All of a sudden, the Chang 'an market exploded.
"It's really good for those people? I heard that Brother Mo Jiazi has transformed Yazhou according to Mo Jiazi's Get Rich Sutra. Within three to five years, it will definitely be a place for people to get rich. "A merchant sighed.
"Get Rich Sutra?" Everyone couldn't help but be stunned. They had heard of the Tao Te Ching and the Buddhist Sutra. For many people, it was the first time they had heard of the Get Rich Sutra.
The merchant said proudly, "You don't know about this! The Get Rich Sutra was summed up by Mo Jiazi based on the experience of getting rich in the Mo Family Village. The three prefectures of Yazhou are the experimental grounds of Mo Jiazi's Get Rich Sutra. Let's not talk about other things. Just the tributes alone, I can conclude that they will definitely make those poor people rich. "
"There's actually such a thing!" Everyone couldn't help but click their tongues in amazement. Soon, Meton's classic sayings began to spread widely in Chang 'an.
In the Kong Mansion, Kong Yingda looked at the information about Yazhou. He couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. He originally thought that Kong Huisuo had opened up the situation and couldn't help but feel happy. However, who knew that Mo Jiazi's Get Rich Sutra would overshadow the limelight.
"The Get Rich Sutra. Mo Jiazi is really good at it." Kong Yingda said helplessly. Others didn't know about Yazhou, but he knew it clearly. Let's not talk about other things. The current situation of the Confucian school in Yazhou was only opened up by the School of Mohism. Moreover, only when Yazhou was rich could the Confucian school's enlightenment battle be successful. Both were indispensable. On this point, the Confucian school and the School of Mohism complemented each other.
Not only the Confucian school, but also the other hundred schools. After all, ever since the era of the Hundred Schools of Thought, there were no more sutras that could be seen. However, Mo Jiazi's incomplete Get Rich Sutra had already brought the poor Yazhou back to life. If it was completed, how amazing would it be?
In the Mo Journal, the new chief editor Tian Qiong looked at the information about Yazhou with a serious face. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The Xiangfu family was indeed unwilling to lose. Just the Mo Family Village's method of turning stone into gold was enough to make him prostrate.
"Mochi, immediately open a new column in the Mo Journal. The name will be 'The Get Rich Sutra'. It will be used to introduce the experience of becoming rich to the people of the world. The first column will use Yazhou as an example." Tian Qiong waved his hand.
Hearing this, Mochi couldn't help but frown, "This is related to the young master. Should we inform the young master beforehand?"
Tian Qiong shook his head and said firmly, "Meton naturally promised me the position of chief editor. He has already said that other than the secret techniques of the School of Mohism, everything else must be reported. Reporting on Yazhou can hide the secret techniques of the School of Mohism. As for the rest, we just have to report the truth. The School of Mohism's philosophy is to love the world with impartiality. How can they only let one province become rich and not let the world become rich?"
"Alright then!" Mochi said helplessly. He found that the most unlucky person was himself. The two chief editors he worked with were both eccentric people. They were really hard to please.
When this issue of the Mo Journal was released, Meton's Get Rich Sutra immediately became popular all over the country. One must know that there were two things in the world that everyone liked. One was to be promoted, and the other was to become rich. However, being promoted was not everyone's dream, and becoming rich was everyone's dream.
With the release of the Get Rich Sutra, the sales of the Mo Journal skyrocketed again. It almost became the object of everyone's pursuit. Immediately, the Confucian Journal was squeezed out of the market. Even if the Confucian Journal didn't want to be outdone and reported the progress of Kong Hui's homophony, it was still useless.
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