Inside the main hall.

After Fang Yiai left, Empress Changsun came out from behind the screen and saw Li Shimin dazed in her mind. She looked worried, afraid that Li Shimin would indulge in seeking immortality.

"His Majesty!"

She called out softly before Li Shimin came to his senses, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Guanyin Bi, do you think there is really an immortal world?"

"Your Majesty, didn't Fang Yiai say that? That's not necessarily the fairy world." Queen Changsun said worriedly.

Hearing this, Li Shimin smiled bitterly, "Haha, I'm thinking too much. If that were the fairy world, how could a person live to be a hundred years old?"

Now that Li Shimin is still in full swing in the Spring and Autumn Period, after he figured it out, he no longer struggled with this issue.

"Guanyinbi, do you believe Fang Yiai's words? Is there a new grain that produces a thousand kilograms per mu overseas?" Li Shimin held Changsun's hand, asked with peace of mind.

Seeing that Li Shimin had recovered as usual, Empress Changsun smiled softly and asked, "Does Your Majesty believe me?"

"I am willing to believe it! I also want to see this new grain. I will see the prosperity of the Central Plains in my lifetime." Li Shimin smiled confidently.

Fang Yiai guessed correctly. Li Shimin's ambition made him unwilling to be mediocre and willing to give it a try.

"I am with Your Majesty." Empress Changsun leaned against him and said softly. Li Shimin hugged her gently and burst into laughter, "Haha..."

...

Li Shimin returned to the palace, and Fang Yiai returned to the salty fish state. He fished for three days and dried the net for two days. Perhaps because of the movable type printing technique, Li Shimin did not hold on to Fang Yiai, and he was happy.

The school was being built bit by bit, Li Tai was scratching his head and solving his new math problems. Cheng Chumo and his brothers fought hard on the chessboard. Changsun Chong thought about the chess score, holding a black piece and a white piece. Qiaoer relied on the five pieces to kill all directions, and Xueyun played a song that was pleasant to listen to.

Fang Yiai's life is a happy life...

"Young Master, I'm back."

Suddenly, an unexpected sound broke the tranquility, but Fang Yiai was not only not angry, but he was not a scholar and jumped up from the Grand Master's chair in ecstasy.

The person who came was Fang Zhong’s nephew, Fang Yiai sent Fang Da to buy the mountain.

I haven't seen him for the past two months. He was originally a young man, but his skin has become much darker and he looks very vicissitudes, but he has become more mature.

"Thank you for your hard work, hurry up, sit down and drink a glass of water."

Fang Yiai was not Zhou Pai, who came and went in the wind and rain. After running for himself for so long, he was naturally moved. He invited Fang Da to sit down and poured him a glass of water himself.

"I dare not, I dare not, the young master is a young man."

Fang Da hurriedly refused. After all, there was a distinction between master and servant, so he did not dare to accept the service of the young master.

Seeing his restrained look, Fang Yiai sighed. He had been waiting for too long and was a little excited. "Don't stand, sit down and say, pour water and drink it yourself."

"Young Master Xie."

Fang Da then relaxed, took a seat, drank a glass of water, handed over a few deeds, and reported carefully: "Young master, I bought all the places you mentioned, as long as there are tea trees in the mountains."

"Okay! You make a great contribution this time. Be prepared and have a heavy responsibility in the future."

Fang Yiai's words made Fang Da very excited and said confidently: "The young man will not disappoint the young master."

“Can the new tea be fried?”

"It was fried, but at the beginning I was exploring and ruined a lot of tea. Later, after mastering the technology, the output only increased." When he talked about this, he a little accused.

"It's okay, if you do an experiment, there will always be failures."

Fang Yiai waved his hand, and naturally understood it. He only gave him a general assurance. The specific operation was still them, and they could make fried tea.

"The large number of goods are still behind. Young Master Zhi is waiting urgently. I will bring some samples back first and ask the master to taste it." As he said that, he untied the burden on his body, and there were a few small paper jars inside.

Fang Yiai opened a jar and came closer to smell it. A fresh tea fragrance came to his nose and felt refreshed.

"Haha, that's the taste." He was sure that this was the long-awaited taste.

After receiving Fang Yiai's recognition, Fang grinned.

Fang Yiai naturally admires this kind-hearted servant who is good at doing things. "Ada hasn't eaten yet, so let the chef cook two good dishes for you and have a good rest after eating."

"Thank you, Young Master, I've long thought about the food at home, hehe..." Fang Da swallowed and said with a smile.

After Fang Da retreated, Changsun Chong was curious and asked, "What good thing Fang Er has made you happy like this."

Fang Yiai is known as a glutinous baton. There is nothing he doesn't have to eat. Changsun Chong knows him very well and is even more curious about what can make him so excited.

The little fat Li Tai was not in the mood to do the exam anymore and looked at Fang Yiai.

Only Brother Cheng Chumo was unmoved by this. They stubbornly believed that there was nothing better than wine in the world and they were not interested in tea.

"You will know after you taste it. Qiao'er boils water! Xueyun takes out the purple clay tea set." Fang Yiai smiled and directed.

How can you not have a good tea set when drinking tea?

After Fang Da set out, Fang Yiai asked the potter to cook purple clay tea sets. After a period of exploration, he finally made a set of them. He kept waiting for the new tea to come back.

Soon, the water boiled.

Fang Yiai personally made a pot of tea. He didn't know much about tea art and didn't pay much attention to it. He pinched some tea leaves into the teapot and poured hot water in it. It rose enthusiastically and the tea leaves dispersed.

"Ah! It smells so good."

Qiao'er sucked Xiao Qiong's nose, and her pair of contact lenses suddenly lit up, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

"Fresh and mellow, intoxicating." Xueyun still closed her eyes gently while speaking, smelling the scent of tea that drifted out, as if intoxicating it.

Changsun Chong is almost the same, immersed in the fragrance.

Even the two brothers Cheng Chumo stopped and looked here, smelling the fragrance greedily, and swallowing their saliva "gudong".

He urged anxiously: "Fang Er will give me a cup."

"Wait for a moment!"

Fang Yiai glared at him in anger. In an incense stick, he took a pot and poured a cup for each person, and the water had turned into a light green.

Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang did not dare to burn or not. He drank it all in one drink, sucked it in his mouth for a long time before swallowing it. He put a cup in front of Fang Yiai, "Fang Er has another cup."

Fang Yiai smiled and poured another cup for the two of them.

Looking at Changsun Chong again, he took a sip, closed his eyes and savored it in his mouth, "The mouth is slightly bitter, the rich tea fragrance fills the mouth, and the bitterness is a sweet taste, wonderful! Wonderful!"

"Fang Er, this tea is comparable to Qiong Yao Yulu."
Chapter completed!