"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister has made all preparations. He and Master Chu are waiting for you to come over for lunch in the side hall."

Wuliger's eyes lit up and he walked quickly towards the side hall.

At this time, the tables and chairs in the side hall had been arranged, and several maids were walking among them.

As soon as Wuliger stepped into the door, he heard laughter and laughter coming from inside.

He walked in slowly with relaxed steps and saw everyone sitting around a table.

The food on the table is delicious and delicious, which greatly increases your appetite.

He nodded with satisfaction, sat down on the main seat, and asked everyone to use their chopsticks.

Today's dishes are rich, and Wuliger can tell at a glance that they are made by Mrs. Chu.

He couldn't wait to take a sip of the soup. Only the soup she made was particularly delicious.

Especially in this kind of weather, eating a bowl of hot beef offal soup is a very comfortable thing.

The prime minister raised his glass and said to Chu Lixuan and his wife, "Today I would like to thank Master Chu and his wife for this delicious meal. This meal is truly something I will never forget!"

Everyone agreed, and even Wuli Geer said he was very grateful to Master Chu and his wife.

Jiang Xinyan was extremely flattered by the North Vietnamese King and the Prime Minister.

"Haha... You're welcome. It's my honor to be able to enjoy delicious food with everyone."

Chu Lixuan just lowered his head to eat and helped his wife pick up vegetables from time to time. He didn't care about other things.

During the chat, Uliger realized that this delicious offal was actually the offal of the cow that they had been throwing away.

"You are not mistaken, are you?" Uliger asked with a frown.

No matter how poor he was, he had never eaten cow offal. He had eaten grass roots, but he had thrown away such delicious cow offal.

"How could I be mistaken? I am working with everyone to help Mrs. Chu." The Prime Minister said proudly.

It was as if he had made this table of delicious food. This was what the Prime Minister thought in his heart. After all, he had participated in it.

Wuligerton beat his chest, "What a waste of natural resources. We threw away such delicious offal."

The others all agreed, feeling very distressed.

Jiang Xinyan: "..."

Wuli Geer rolled his eyes and said: "But it doesn't matter, these cow offal will not be lost in the future."

"Your Majesty, not only don't throw it away, but if you North Vietnam can't finish it, you can also send it to Xuanyan Castle in exchange for food."

"Can these cow offal be exchanged for food?" The minister who followed Uliger stared wide-eyed.

"Yes, beef offal has high nutritional value. We have a lot of radishes in the castle. Next time, my wife will send someone to send some radishes for you to try. Beef brisket stewed with radishes."

Everyone agreed in unison, imagining the delicious radish.

Wuliger's face was full of smiles and he was in a happy mood. He had eaten beef brisket and stewed radish.

At this time, the Prime Minister suddenly exclaimed: "Master Chu, Mrs. Chu, can you help us go and see where we can grow radishes this afternoon?"

"Well, although radishes are durable for transportation, they are too heavy. It would be great if you could grow them yourself."

After Jiang Xinyan finished eating, she told everyone that she was in such harsh conditions in North Vietnam.

Prairies like North Vietnam are very suitable for raising large numbers of horses, cattle and sheep, because the vitality of many pastures is very tenacious.

It is not impossible to grow crops. There are only two possible ways, either to increase the management of water sources or to dig deeper wells.

However, there is no way to raise horses, cattle and sheep when planting crops, because when crops grow, they will enter the mouths of horses, cattle and sheep.

It is unrealistic not to breed. The climate here changes greatly, the temperature difference between day and night is too great, and the harvest of crops is not guaranteed.

It all depends on God's will, who dares to bet with God, but it can definitely be planted on remote hills, but it is best not to plant on grasslands.

When planting crops on hills, you can surround them to prevent animals from going onto the hills.

It doesn't matter whether the harvest is good or not. If it's a good harvest, everyone will be happy. If there's no harvest, wouldn't there still be horses, cattle, and sheep?

Of course, digging deep wells might dry up rivers, but it would make all of North Vietnam rich.

Although there is green grass on the grasslands of North Vietnam, it is due to lack of fertilizer.

Although it looks green, it is not nearly as green as after fattening.

Grass for feeding horses, cattle and sheep is also very important, so the best thing they can do now is to dig deep wells.

You can also directly plant ryegrass, which has much higher nutritional value than wild weeds.

It is also very palatable and many poultry and livestock like to eat it. The most important thing is that it has strong regeneration ability.

It can be harvested or grazed multiple times a year, and the yield is very high. It is an excellent feed for livestock.

"Mrs. Chu, what are you talking about? You need to use the well to bring water from the river to the hills to irrigate the crops!"

After hearing Jiang Xinyan's words, the Prime Minister jumped for joy and almost jumped up.

Even Uliger was trembling with excitement. If North Vietnam could grow some crops on their own, no matter what they planted, it would be a great thing.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Jiang Xinyan asked with a smile. She understood these people's excitement very well.

The next day, the prime minister asked for leave early in the morning, and he wanted to take Chu Lixuan and his wife to inspect the terrain.

On the vast grassland, there are countless cattle, sheep, and horses. They are galloping, galloping, and chasing in the grassland...

Jiang Zihao and Hao Shengkun walked side by side on the grassland, while Chu Lixiang was led by a guard on horseback.

"Wow~ There are so many horses here. It's boundless as far as the eye can see. Originally, I thought there were a lot of horses in our castle, but in comparison, ugh..."

Jiang Zihao was filled with emotions. He felt that the past fifteen years had been in vain. He had not even seen the mountains and rivers of Dongchen carefully.

The one I saw the most was the Prime Minister's Mansion in the capital. Because of the old witch's stop, I couldn't even see all the streets and alleys in the capital.

When I was fleeing, I was scared and hungry, so I didn't even take a good look.

Hao Shengkun knew that this little cousin was thinking too much, so he quickly echoed.

"Although our Heavenly Medicine Valley is rich, we don't have so many horses, cattle and sheep. Why is Northern Vietnam so poor?"

"Brother Xiaofeng, hurry up, let's run faster, wow, it's so fun, brother Kun, brother Zihao, come chase me."

Because of the abilities of Chu Lixuan and his wife, his younger brother and his subordinates were all loved by the North Vietnamese.

They wanted to run, but the North Vietnamese soldiers immediately made a way for them to run.

Chu Lixiang was also very talkative, and from time to time he would chat with the North Vietnamese soldiers, making them laugh.

Come on, let's sing a song, and I'll teach you. It's what my sister-in-law taught me. It's easy to learn.

Let us gallop forward and share the prosperity of the world...

"Master Chu, Mrs. Chu."

Suddenly, a rapid shout interrupted these cheerful people and woke up the Prime Minister who was immersed in the beautiful singing.

"What happened?"

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