Luo Yong still has a lot of seeds on hand, but he doesn't dare to take them out easily.
The last time we took out corn, it was already a risk.
Now everyone in the world says that this is the sixth grain given by God.
God bless the Tang Dynasty.
Today's saint is the true dragon emperor who is loved by God.
But maybe one or two old foxes have noticed that the summer when the Sixth Valley appeared in Chang'an City happened to be when Rishi Luo Sanlang entered the capital for the first time.
In the eyes of many people, Luo Yong is a bit mysterious.
If it is said that the Sixth Valley was made by him, everyone will not be too surprised.
But in this way, the emperor's position is Therefore, even if Luo is given a few more heads, he will not dare to take out the seeds in the space easily, especially the potatoes and sweet potatoes.
This is not only related to his personal wealth and life, but also to the stability of the entire current situation. .
At this time, the power of each noble family is still quite strong.
The Li family has become the emperor.
While other major families play a supporting role, they also restrict the royal power to a certain extent.
This constraint will make the king quite unhappy, but it will also keep them alert at all times.
It restrains the king and prevents the high-ranking emperor from doing whatever he wants.
This is the balance between imperial power and prime ministerial power.
After the Tang Dynasty, prime ministerial power Gradually decline.
As for the power of the prime minister in the early Tang Dynasty, this power was not given by the royal family, but the group who controlled the power of the prime minister themselves were powerful families.
They had strong power, a deep popular foundation and a high social status.
In a period of peace, these forces unite with each other to suppress each other, and reach a balanced and stable structure with the imperial power.
Once this balance is broken, the entire society may fall into chaos.
Under such a big background, Luo Yong, a small butterfly, did not dare to flap its wings randomly.
The reason why he likes to collect seeds this time is not to bring in private goods, but because he really wants to find a kind of seed.
This seed is not easy to find, and it is probably difficult to do so in a short time, so he He could only let his reputation for collecting various seeds from the Western Regions go out early, with the intention of letting these Hu merchants find seeds from all over the country and do whatever they want.
Luo Yong was very generous and enthusiastic to the barbarians who came to him with seeds.
Not only did he tell them all kinds of jokes as they wished, but he often also invited them to bring out many drinks and dishes, including one or two bottles of white wine.
It is indispensable.
The seed that Magistrate Luo is looking for is none other than cotton.
When he was sorting out the books and materials in the space earlier, he once saw this paragraph, which said that there was a kind of cloth called white folded cloth in the society of the mid-Tang Dynasty.
It came from the Western Regions.
It was expensive and only those with high status could Only people can afford it.
Many people in later generations believed that this white folded cloth was cotton cloth, and pointed out that in the mid-Tang Dynasty, cotton was already planted in Xinjiang, but it was not introduced to the Central Plains.
It would have to wait until the Song and Yuan Dynasties before large-scale cotton planting began in the Central Plains.
Luo Yongchuan has been here for so long, but he has never heard of white folded cloth.
Perhaps it is because it is still early, it is still the early Tang Dynasty, and there are still more than a hundred years before the middle Tang Dynasty.
I don’t know if people in Xinjiang at this time, which is what the people in the Western Regions called the Western Regions, had already begun to grow cotton.
However, even if it was not in the Western Regions, there should be some in Tianzhu.
Tianzhu would be India in later generations and the origin of cotton.
One, and another is Arab.
Luo Yong is currently actively contacting Hu businessmen from various places.
If this matter is completed, then he, Lishi Luo Sanlang, will probably be directly upgraded to Luo Gong.
But whether this cotton planting can eventually fall into his hands depends on God's will.
Two days ago, when Luo Yong was drinking with a group of Sogdians, Hu Shang, there were several middle-aged Sogdians at the table, who were very knowledgeable, so Luo Yong mentioned cotton to him: "I heard that the Western Regions can also produce cloth, whether silk, hemp or kudzu.
Have you ever heard of it?"
"The Western Regions can indeed produce cloth, but I don't know which kind the Ming government said it was."
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"I just heard that Tao is stronger than silk and softer than linen.
Its color is as white as snow and it is very warm when worn."
"These" Sogdians all looked confused.
"It seems that my brothers still have too little experience.
I don't know who the Ming Dynasty heard and which country this cloth came from."
One of the Sogdians asked Luo Yong.
"A few Hu businessmen who passed through Changle County told me about it before.
They also heard it from others and didn't know anything about it."
Luo Yong smiled and shook his head, picked up the wine pot and poured wine for these Sogdians. .
"It would be easier to find out more if we knew which country this thing came from."
A Sogdian man picked up the wine glass and drank all the white wine in the glass, and then smacked his lips with some unsatisfied content.
The white wine was indeed strong, but the price was too expensive.
If they hadn't brought the seeds here today, Changle County Magistrate would have wanted to come.
They won't be entertained for nothing.
"The Western Region is so big and there are so many countries.
The places our brothers have been to are also very limited.
If you ask those big food merchants, they might know more."
One of the older Sogdians said to Luo Yong. .
"Tsk, you are a big cannibal."
The Sogdian next to him snorted, obviously not liking the big cannibal businessman.
These people traveled between countries for trade, walked in deserts and Gobis, and occasionally had to fight with wolves and bandits, and sometimes their hands were stained with blood.
But killing a person and selling people as livestock are two completely different things.
Although not every big food businessman engages in human trafficking, they are the ones who do it the most.
"The cloth that Sanlang mentioned is probably very precious.
It may have been planted in a royal estate in a certain country.
It's unknown if outsiders don't hear much about it."
The older Sogdian added at this time.
"That's possible."
Luo Yong sat cross-legged on the bed, with his hands in his sleeves and his face slightly drunk.
He smiled and nodded, as if he was just listening to an anecdote that he didn't care much about.
"If this is the case, then it will be difficult for others to know the method of weaving."
"China also has many secret weaving techniques that are not spread outside the country."
"Tsk, not only is it the secret method of weaving, but I won't even let anyone take a single silkworm out of the confinement."
Those people started talking nonsense again.
"There are no silkworm seeds in the Western Regions," Luo Yongqi said.
"How could it not be possible?"
A Sogdian laughed: "It's just a few silkworms.
Someone will always think of a way to bring them out."
"We only tell you this, Saburo.
We would definitely not tell anyone else."
"In recent years, corn seeds have been banned from being exported.
This year, as we walked along the way, we saw some people planting corn in some oases in the west."
"Speaking of the silkworms, I heard that the first person who secretly took them outside the customs was one of your Han princesses."
"And there's this thing" "But it's just hearsay, a widely circulated theory in the Western Regions."
"It's just that although there are silkworm species in the Western Regions, this silk cloth is still the best produced in the Central Plains." "" Talking and drinking with these barbarians can help people gain some knowledge.
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Speaking of the matter of bringing silkworms and grain seeds to pass the test, Luo Yong couldn't help but think of an incident in the Ming Dynasty, which was related to sweet potatoes.
At that time, the Spanish occupied the Philippines, and many Chinese went to Luzon in the northern part of the Philippine Islands to do business with them, mainly selling raw silk, cotton, and porcelain.
The Philippines was often prone to food shortages, so the Spanish promoted the planting of sweet potatoes, an American crop there.
The Spaniards were very guarded against Chinese merchants.
They conducted strict checks when passing through customs and refused to allow them to bring sweet potatoes back to China.
Chinese businessmen bribed the local natives and obtained several feet of sweet potato vines.
A Fujian merchant named Chen Zhenlong woven these several feet of sweet potato vines into the water rope on the ship to get through.
Sweet potato is a highly adaptable and high-yielding crop.
In years of famine and disaster when other crops fail, it can still guarantee a harvest and is a real life-saving food.
Fujian merchants brought it back to China and promoted it widely.
In the many difficult and difficult years that followed, when there was no food, many people survived by eating sweet potatoes.
At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, productivity was low and the social economy was not very developed.
In some remote and barren places, there were still many people struggling to live below the food and clothing line.
There is a sweet potato in the space Luo uses, but he has never taken it out for various reasons.
Although he often does various psychological construction for himself, he is still tortured by his conscience from time to time.
No amount of excuses can hide the fact that before considering the life and death of others, he must first consider the life and death of himself and his family.
"What are you thinking about?"
Qiao Junlin closed the book and turned around to see Luo Yong sitting cross-legged on the edge of the kang, shaking his body with his hands in his sleeves, his brows furrowed and his eyes slightly focused.
He could tell that he was thinking about something.
"It's nothing."
There was no way to tell Qiao Junlin about this matter.
Besides, it was enough for him to carry this kind of moral shackles alone.
If one more person knew about it, it would only add to the troubles.
"A group of cannibals came today, bringing with them more than twenty Kunlun slaves.
You need to pay more attention to the cement workshop."
Qiao Junlin shook off the thin quilt and said to Luo Yong while taking off his coat.
The three Apu people at the cement workshop were also Kunlun slaves, and Qiao Junlin was worried about their involvement with these big cannibals.
"Where do they live?"
Luo Yong frowned.
"It's the one that opened a while ago."
Qiao Junlin took off his coat and got into bed.
The temperature difference between morning and night in Changle County is already relatively large, and summer is almost over now, so you still need to cover yourself up at night.
Sleep under quilt.
"You should be more careful."
Luo Yong is very resistant to human trafficking, but in this era, their behavior is legal.
He also wants to be out of sight, but there are some things that must be done.
In life, he must try his best to do what he can do at the time, so that he will not have regrets in the future.
Luo Yong knew about the newly opened guest house a few days ago.
He had been there on the day it opened.
He had also gone to have wine with people in the past two days and was quite familiar with the store owner.
Luo Yong thought about it, and sent someone to deliver some soy milk, fried dough sticks and mixed flour pancakes early tomorrow morning, so that the Kunlun slaves could have a warm meal first, and he would also ask the store to take more care of them in the next few days, even though it was in vain to ask those big food merchants Taking advantage, but that's probably all he can do at the moment.
However, before the night could pass peacefully, something happened to the new cannibals who arrived today.
In the middle of the night, a group of big food businessmen angrily left for the cement workshop outside Changle City, saying that the steward of the cement workshop abducted their Kunlun slave.
The manager of the cement workshop was Apu, and the people under Luo's hands were naturally unable to watch him suffer losses, so the guards who patrolled the city at night stopped the big food merchants halfway.
Luo Yong and Qiao Junlin were called up in the middle of the night.
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When they hurried over, the two sides were confronting each other.
In the dark night, the torches were blown by the night wind on the Gobi.
The faces of the other party were filled with murderous intent.
His face flashed brightly and dimly in the firelight, like a ghost.
Neither Luo Yong nor Qiao Junlin spoke.
They just walked to the front of their side and stood still.
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