On October 1st, the New Year came, and the new king was officially crowned as King of Qin, and Ying Zheng was established as the crown prince.

On this day, the copper and iron furnace outside the city reported that the "steel frying method" was officially completed and could be put into actual production.

Among the farmers' associations, there are twenty acres of continuous land, which produces an average of three stones per mu of grain per mu, which is auspiciousness from the sky.

So Qin Prince Chu pardoned prisoners, exempted grain taxes around Xianyang, and added royal family members to forgive all people.

Ying Zheng completed the tedious etiquette all day, changed out of the dress, put on half-new marinade, and rushed outside the city.

The farmers' association's food has almost been harvested today.

After the cutting, it piles up and waits for the threshing.

Moreover, this threshing is not something you can cut and beat at home if you want to.

You must fight under the surveillance of the government in order to pay tax estimates.

During the autumn harvest season, the wind and thunder are over, and the evening clouds are as sad as women's eyebrows.

Under the sunset, Ying Zheng slowly walked through the fresh harvest and picking up the remains of ears. After full joy and real satisfaction, he saw the monotonous life and complex operation.

The smoke from cooking stove rose, it was a singing among the farmers' association.

This year, there was little rain and enough sun, and the food harvest was achieved. People were happy that the peasant association would hold a three-day food party in accordance with the new rules set by the prince's government.

That is, every night during these three days, everyone had dinner together. The food was fresh grain and the vegetables were cured meat that had been stored last year but had not been eaten. Most of the meat of beasts hunted by Wang Jian to the mountains and forests. It was marinated with a large amount of salt collected by the prince's government and stored for a whole year. It was no problem.

The fragrant corn is steamed out of the shell and steamed in a bowl. The hot steam is steamed, and the natural fragrance of the plants arises naturally. At this time, cover the rice with three large pieces of plump, salty and fragrant marinated meat. The juice is abundant and the oil is oozing out, dyeing the corn into color. At this time, beautify the leek sauce and cover with crispy and tender green vegetables. The colors are harmonious, the tastes are connected, and the brewing of intoxicating fragrance.

People who have been working all day long sit in the fire, pick up their bowls, and move their chopsticks. All the fatigue caused by labor disappears.

Ying Zheng picked up the bowl and sat on the straw pile, overlooking everyone.

He raised his head and the light of the stars was dim, as if the glory of the world had been taken away by the brilliance of the world.

"At the end of September, the "steel-frying method" was complete." Ying Zheng took a bite of rice and said, "But they want to stay until October, until the New Year, and the new king ascends the throne."

"It's so normal." Ju Zizhou took a bite of the dish, and while Ying Zheng was not paying attention, he threw the meat from his bowl into Ying Zheng's bowl: "If this method was released in September, then the credit should be counted on the head of the former king, but if it was released in October, then the credit would be the new king."

"I know." Ying Zheng lowered his head and slashed it. He saw an extra piece of meat, but he didn't say anything: "It's just that I think they are bored!"

"What a boring way?" Ju Zizhou asked.

"Try your best to take away other people's credit... If you really have the ability, you should create credit by yourself!" Ying Zheng's tone was a little resentful.

He empathized with it.

He himself was taken away.

So when it comes to this matter, he can always think of his own experience.

Ying Zheng is not considerate of others, nor will he put himself in his shoes. He just... looks down on all this!

"It's just a bad comparison!" Ju Zizhou smiled: "What's so strange? If it's really better, why do they need Shang Jun?"

"Follow, poor, tired, humiliated, weak." Ying Zheng sneered: "Look at what they have tortured these people into, tamed like dogs after dog!"

"Such a person..." Ying Zheng took a bite of the meat: "Even if he can win, what kind of enemy can he win? It's just people who don't have enough food and are not fighting spirit. Once their enemies are full or fight with them for the sake of full food, they will fight fiercely and no longer have the possibility of quickly defeating the enemy."

"And if their enemies have good weapons in their hands and a full meal, the situation will be stalemate."

"If it is..." Ying Zheng thought for a while: "If the enemy has a full meal, has good weapons, and has the reason and will to fight, then no matter how hard the group of people fight, they will never be able to defeat!"

Ju Zizhou looked at Ying Zheng in surprise: "Have you read a military book recently?"

"Look a little." Ying Zheng nodded: "Although Wang Jian is stupid, senior brother, I think he is better than both of us when talking about military tactics."

"You have specialized in your skills!" Ju Zizhou smiled: "No one is an omniscient and omnipotent god. For example, a shoemaker is good at making shoes. If you make them cultivate the land, you will definitely not be as good as an old farmer. But this does not mean that a shoemaker is worse than an old farmer, but it should not be compared like this."

"I know." Ying Zheng nodded: "I can't be stronger than anyone in this industry in any industry, but I can..."

He raised his little hand and held his palms in vain: "...better than all of them!"

"Just understand." Ju Zizhou took a bite of the rice: "Eat while it's hot, it won't be delicious when it's cold."

"Oh." Ying Zheng immediately lowered his head and had a good meal.

Ju Zizhou took a bite of the meal and looked up.

Under the flames and stars, the little child was lowering his head and eating raw. Inside the bowl, the vegetables were crispy and tender, and the cured meat was crimson.

Ju Zizhou has some appetite.

...

"The affairs of the world all have their own principles to follow. For example, when water is cold, water becomes ice, and when fire is dry, fire is born from wood; but when water is not cold and fire is not born, the principles do not exist, but they are not released. The principles remain in the world, and when the time changes, they will develop. Those who work in ministries have their own meanings, and those who have ink find their own meanings and principles, and those who work in business also have their own meanings. I am now looking for their own meanings and principles, and I will do their own meanings..."

The voice moved from hard to smooth, Chen Lang said calmly, the more he said, the brighter his eyes became.

Mo Zhujian wrote down Chen Lang's words word by word, and secretly guessed his thoughts in his heart.

"The way of merchants is to operate a noble man, how much does it get, the profit difference is..."

"Businessmen have the first priority to trust, and the second priority to love..."

"No faith can make a deal, no love can make a deal..."

"If you love yourself, you will trade and buy all kinds of wine and beauties, and you will use your mouth to nourish yourself; if you love others..."

All whispered to the sting.

Mozhequ was sitting and listening to Chen Lang's righteousness.

The collision of thoughts, and the spark of inspiration lit up the eyes.

Over the past few days, Chen Lang has gained a lot of Ju Zizhou's knowledge from Jun Hejian's mouth and some of the meanings of the Mozhe from the Mozhe.

Then, he understands this knowledge from his own standpoint and knowledge.

A lot of gains.

He was not sure whether he could make a name for himself like his ancestors.

He just hopes that his own things... can be learned by someone.

There is no need to even ask someone to learn it, as long as someone can see it... it's fine!
Chapter completed!