No matter what Zhao Jingyun's original purpose was, Lin Qingqian was still very happy that a man could vent his anger for himself.

"Prince, do you want to cooperate again?" Lin Qingqian asked with a smile.

"The output of snacks cannot keep up, so the princess can't be too greedy." Zhao Jingyun said with a smile, "I have to wait for goods in my shop for about ten days a month."

"The things at the entrance are not careless." Lin Qingqian sighed and said, "Raw materials..."

"Don't worry about food." Zhao Jingyun replied seriously, "I will sell snacks and will transport the corresponding food back at the same time."

"Your Majesty isn't worried that others may suspect that you are hoarding food and grass?" Lin Qingqian asked with a chuckle. When she chose to ask for food, she actually considered that when she was selling food in large quantities, it would affect the fluctuation of grain prices in Pingyang City.

Food is the most important thing for the people, and what the people pursue is just the word "food and clothing". Through observation, she found that Zhao Jingyun attached great importance to farming on the fief. Unfortunately, Zhao Jingyun stood at a high position and considered the point of view, always based on his own interests or the interests of the nobles. In addition, in ancient times, agriculture was underdeveloped and the yield per mu was very low, which led to poor farmers who lived in poverty. Not to mention the word "food and clothing", it would be good to fill their stomachs with 365 yuan a year.

The tenant farmers have to pay 30% of the tax to the court and pay 20% of the rent to the owner. In fact, the harvest is only half of the harvest. For a mu of land, as for rice, they can only harvest 300 kilograms in a season. This is the harvest in the best times. When the year is not good, they are almost in vain. After a year of hard work, the family's food and drink plus expenses are almost all relying on that little income. It is conceivable how hard the tenant farmers work.

No wonder the ancients said that there is no idle land in the world, and the farmers still starve to death.

"How can I leave a handle for people when doing things?" Zhao Jingyun chuckled, "How much snacks are there, and the grain recycling is at most a little more."

So that's it! Lin Qingqian's face was still a little worried.

Zhao Jingyun thought she was worried that Yipinxuan's ingredients would be interrupted. He smiled and lowered his voice to tell her a secret, "Even if the food I brought back is insufficient, you don't need to worry. I have someone open a grain store in all prefectures and towns in Daqian."

Lin Qingqian's face suddenly showed a look of shock.

She was slightly moved, and also regretted it. Food is the foundation of the country. Zhao Jingyun told her such a big secret, if...

"You are the princess decided by me. All my glory belongs to you. Why do you have to worry about disturbing me?" Zhao Jingyun was unhappy and knew her concerns. "If something happens to me, I will leave you a way out. Take this half of the seal. In the Kingdom of Daqian and even in neighboring countries, as long as you see this iconic grain store, you can get the silver at will."

Zhao Jingyun picked up the pen, drew a pattern on the rice paper, then took out half of the seal from his arms and handed it to Lin Qingqian.

Judging from the appearance of the seal, it is half a peach blossom. Even if it is lost, people who don’t know the inside will not care. They will only think it is a slightly more beautiful decoration.

Lin Qingqian looked at the seal on the table and couldn't help but show a complicated look in her eyes.

"If you don't believe in my promise, you should believe in your own abilities and vision." Zhao Jingyun suddenly got angry. The girl in the room had been sent out long ago, leaving only the two of them. This was the first time he showed his emotions in front of Lin Qingqian.

"I..." Lin Qingqian thought about it in her heart, trying to sort out the confused thoughts in her mind. It is false that she is not moved by what Zhao Jingyun said.

Opening a grain store seems like a trivial matter. But opening a grain store all over the country is a bit scary. At least in ancient times, it was very scary. As long as people who mastered the grain store would hoard grain uniformly, there would be civil strife across the country in less than three months.

For Zhao Jingyun, the grain shop is his most powerful reserve. In the event of a war, others may be worried about insufficient food and grass, but they will definitely not.

As long as he gave his order, grain stores across the country could pass on each other, and finally all the food would be concentrated in his hands.

Seeing that she did not react, Zhao Jingyun thought Lin Qingqian was still very alert to him. He was so angry that his face darkened. Suddenly, he stretched out his long arms and wrapped them around Lin Qingqian's slender neck. Lin Qingqian's head was put on his chest.

Lin Qingqian was shocked by his actions, "You..."

Before she could say something about the nerves, a warm and soft feeling came from her lips, and a roar suddenly sounded.

It may be a bit embarrassing to say.

There are many modern electronic products, and Lin Qingqian is not a good person. He has seen all the colorful movies. However, this is the first time for a real kiss in two lifetimes, except for the kiss of relatives when he was a child.

Because of surprise, she opened her big, watery eyes, and her body was so stiff that she didn't move.

Zhao Jingyun didn't care about her reaction. Lin Qingqian was awkward. It was the first time he was that two people with no experience collided. Soon Lin Qingqian felt that his lips were swollen by Zhao Jingyun's kissing pig's trotters.

"The prince wants to eat pig's hooves?" Lin Qingqian, who woke up, was furious and pushed Zhao Jingyun away, inserted his waist and asked angrily, as if he was a shrew.

"Puchi", Zhao Jingyun looked at her swollen red lips with satisfaction, and couldn't help laughing proudly, "I don't want to chew pig's hooves, I just want to chew my wife."

He instantly became an old driver, which made Lin Qingqian's eyes widen again.

So Zhao Jingyun laughed louder.

Lin Qingqian was so angry that she grabbed the pillow on the kang and threw it at him.

Zhao Jingyun didn't have much, and he still smiled at her, with a satisfied and proud look on his face, "I have prepared a betrothal gift and come to propose marriage in a few days. You should be relieved, right?"

"You can still divorce after getting married." Lin Qing gave him a brief look.

Zhao Jingyun was angry, "Don't even think about it. I promise that I will only want you, a woman in my life. Even if I die, you can only be my own. I can leave a way out for you, but if you dare to have a different intention, I will never spare you."

"The prince wants to tell me that the person you left behind is actually the prince who is loyal to him. I am just by the way. Are you considered a threat?" Lin Qingqian glanced at him sideways.

Zhao Jingyun...

He finally understood what others had experienced------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Dare they?" He was angry, and he was angry again. Zhao Jingyun didn't know who he should be angry, "Everything of this king is yours, and everything about you is also my king."

After saying that, he seemed quite satisfied, and a little more smile appeared on his face.

After the bickering, Lin Qingqian's mood suddenly improved. She was too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhao Jingyun, "Does all the land income on the fief belong to the prince?"

"Yes." Zhao Jingyun agreed lazily, staring at Lin Qingqian's lips with a faint look. It felt so good, and it seemed to try again. "Although my fiefdom is not the richest, the scope is the largest."

"Have you ever thought about carrying out land reform?" Lin Qingqian asked with her chin in her eyes.

"Land reform?" Zhao Jingyun looked at her in confusion.

"If the prince gets a job and works tiringly in his life, he must distribute half of the wages he earned to others and keep half of the wages left by the prince is not enough to support his wife and children, will the prince have any complaints? Similarly, there is currently a hard work to do. As long as you dare to try to do it, the salary earned will only be 20% to 30%. At the same time, as long as you can use this job and earn some extra income, what will the prince do?" Lin Qingqian tried his best to convince him.

"Tell me the point." Zhao Jingyun sat down and reminded her.

"There are many wastelands on the prince's fief, so it is better to encourage everyone to open up land. The land that is opened still belongs to you, the prince, and the income of the pioneers is only taxed. At the same time, the government provides planting technology and irrigation convenience." Lin Qingqian replied, "Although the fiefdom is large, the population is insufficient. If the rights in the army are in the hands of the prince, the prince can organize the disabled to farm, and the salary of these people will be paid from the tax."

Zhao Jingyun pondered for a while and asked softly, "Have you ever heard the saying of being indulged in luxury?"

"Although the desert policy will affect the interests of some aristocratic families, the entire fiefdom belongs to the prince, and the land after the farmers have opened up the land is also to the prince. Are they still worried about those people rebelling? Besides, the prince did not confiscate their land, and the policy tendency is only to help poverty. What are their dissatisfactions?"

"Farmers can also encourage them to raise chickens, pigs and other livestock. The money earned by side businesses can be less taxed. In fact, if the fields are distributed to individuals, the grains earned by the ridges and fields can be all free of charge for the official family. If the prince is worried that it will be out of control, he can use the fields to manage the people."

"Use the land to govern the people?" Zhao Jingyun savored it carefully, and his eyes lit up. "The princess has a very good idea. I will instruct someone to organize the regulations and issue laws."

Lin Qingqian stared at him deeply for a while. Zhao Jingyun did not avoid it and joked with a smile, "Is it because the princess is like this king, who has a long reminiscence about what happened just now, and still wants to continue?"

Anyone can hear that the so-called thing that happened just now was not what Lin Qingqian mentioned.

When it comes to shamelessness, Lin Qingqian is still a little worse than Zhao Jingyun.

Her face turned red and she spat, "If you dare to do something wrong in the future, see if I won't cut off your hands and feet, the dignified prince has become a disciple."

"What the princess said is bad. You and me are intimate, but they are deeply in love and can't help but become disciples?" Zhao Jingyun was confident.

Lin Qingqian didn't want to bicker with him. She sighed and looked at Zhao Jingyun, and gave in acquiescently.

Things are easy to say, but they are definitely not that simple to do.

There must be aristocratic family in Pingyang City, and then a circle of people who have a relationship with the aristocratic family may also make things difficult for Zhao Jingyun. If it is spread to the capital, it may cause an uproar.

By then, did she accidentally cause a big trouble for Zhao Jingyun?

Thinking of this, Lin Qingqian, who was worried about gains and losses, suddenly became depressed.

"Don't underestimate your man. No one can stop what I want to do. As you said, the entire Pingyang City belongs to me, and there are only one King Jingyue, but there can be countless families, so it would be the same if it is the same if it is the same for anyone." Zhao Jingyun comforted her with a smile.
Chapter completed!