Chapter 2536: Watering and Planting Day Next Year

Chu Wuliang, who was serving as the chief priest of the Imperial College in Chang'an, was eating on the second floor of Tianshang Renjian and enjoying the snow outside.

He was eating hot pot. It was cold, snowing heavily, and the air was humid. He felt uncomfortable breathing. He wanted to eat mutton to replenish himself, and there were also oysters.

Oysters are the best at this time of year. The oysters now are from the exit of Bohai Bay.

It was cold outside and hot in the room. He wiped the glass with his hands from time to time.

The people were sweeping the snow, piling it up, and sending it outside the city by steam train, horse carriage, and cart.

"Let a ray of light shine through, do upright things; borrow a piece of clearness, see the suffering of the people."

He muttered a sentence that Xiaoyun had said to Yao Chong at that time, but he could not see the suffering of the people now, and the people were very happy.

Look at the shape of the mouth, singing while working, not afraid of snow flying into the mouth.

Look at the clothes, they are dressed warmly, and some people take off their rabbit fur coats when they are hot.

Look at the tools, the snow pusher and broom are all new.

There are shops below the street. You can just sweep the snow in front of your own door and push it to the road. People on the road will be responsible for loading it.

"Hey! The little kids don't have school in the afternoon, and they have a holiday tomorrow. They are working very hard! Hahahaha..."

Chu Wuliang saw a child helping and swept with a small broom.

The child was sweeping and sweeping, and when he came to a pile of snow, his feet slipped and his head went into it. His legs moved. It was so fun.

The adults next to him helped to pull it out. The child bent down to shake the snow off his neck, wiped his face, and ran away with his schoolbag. He had to go home quickly, otherwise his face would be chapped.

There were two knocks on the door, and then the door was opened. The new lobby manager came in: "Jijiu, phone."

She put the phone on the tray, and someone was pulling the phone line behind her.

"Where are you from?" Chu Wuliang asked, picking up the phone: "Hello? Where?"

"Hello, I'm Song De, the manager of Lijiazhuangzi. His Majesty asked you to take the train to Luoyang Lijiazhuangzi Hospital to enter the convalescent department immediately."

A voice came from the other end of the phone, and Song De introduced himself.

Chu Wuliang is not only the chief of the Imperial College, but also a casual official of the Right Palace Attendant, a third-rank official, under Song De's charge.

"Ah? Go, go to the hospital?" Chu Wuliang's voice was weak, and his hand holding the phone was shaking.

For someone of his rank who knows the inside story, whoever Li Yi names will die. Of course, not naming is more terrible, proving that you are not in Li Yi's eyes.

Chu Wuliang has heard about Song Qingli's previous affairs, and Li Yi named him on the Yellow River Bridge.

The medicine was delivered, but Song Qingli vomited blood. Fortunately, the Tang Dynasty cruiser went to pick up Song Qingli when it returned to the Yellow River from outside to Taishan Fengshan.

He was named, what's going on?

"Yes, bring your family with you. It's good to have family with you."

Song De reminded him not to go to the manor by himself.

"I'm here for hotpot. Is it too late?" Chu Wuliang was afraid of death, so he wanted to fly.

"Don't worry. The owner said there are still dozens of days." Song De comforted him.

"Dozens of days?" Chu Wuliang wanted to cry. Only dozens of days left?

"It's okay once you come." Song De was helpless.

"Yes, I forgot. Then...then I..."

"Come after dinner. There will be no problem."

"Okay! I'll ask someone to arrange it." Chu Wuliang said, trembling and put down the phone.

"Don't worry about the host. The owner is a great doctor."

The woman in charge of the lobby advised that you should be happy when your name is called.

"Yes! I'll continue eating, please..."

"No trouble, we'll find someone to notify the family of the chief priest."

"Thank you."

When the steward left, Chu Wuliang sighed: "Alas! I never thought it was my turn. Trust Xiao Yi, finish the food in the pot and don't eat."

There was not much in the pot in front of him, less than a small bowl in total.

The food that was not on the table was eaten by the waiters, not for the guests.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Chu Wuliang and his family got on the train.

Li Yi didn't think about it anymore.

Chu Wuliang died at work, and died suddenly while at work. In Li Yi's opinion, the chief priest of the Imperial College was responsible for some etiquette issues in the Imperial College.

He worked too hard in the first month of the year, and school started, and then he died suddenly. It was not because of any chronic disease, if there was, it would have been discovered earlier.

This situation is easy to deal with, look at the cardiovascular aspects, and adjust diet and exercise.

In the evening, the family arrived. Li Longji and others did not eat, but Li Dan and Concubine Dou Lu ate, so they didn't have to see Chu Wuliang.

Everyone ate together. There was no rush to check today, and there would be no liver function test and colonoscopy tomorrow. They would rest for two days and then do another set of tests.

Chu Wuliang and his family saw that Li Yi was relieved. It was said that his life span had not yet ended, and he would not die in front of Li Yi.

Even if his life span was over, Li Yi had the ability to let you live two more days. The King of Hell gave him face.

The little girl Qingdai felt his pulse: "A little scared, no big problem, a lot of minor problems, slowly adjust."

In the next few days, Chu Wuliang received a lot of tests, and Li Yi prescribed a prescription for adjustment.

…

"Too much snow." When the winter solstice began to count the nine days, everyone ate dog meat hotpot. Li Longji looked at the heavy snow outside and was sure that there would be a flood next year.

"Prepare more life-saving equipment. Give one set to everyone in the lower reaches of the Yellow River and near the Luo River. If they are not used, take them back.

Eat tofu. Our dog meat pot is good. Don't put dog sauce in it, which will affect the taste.

Airships are easily struck by lightning on rainy days. We can't count on airship rescue at critical moments. Make arrangements in advance."

Li Yi picked up the tofu in the dog meat pot and ate it. He just didn't like dog meat. If he hadn't been with Li Longji, he would have changed to a lamb rib pot.

But people like to eat the dog meat pot made by the dog he personally strangled, especially the dried vegetables in it, and the dog sauce fried is also unique.

The carnivorous dogs raised in the manor are the fattest and used for medicine.

Li Yi does not accept companion dogs, even pet dogs, not to mention hunting dogs. He is worried about eating wild dogs, so he has to raise them himself and eat them with peace of mind.

"Uncle, let's go skiing after dinner?" Queen Wang grabbed the dog's leg and chewed it.

"Skiing!" Li Yi had no objection. There were mountains in the manor, and the special good slopes were all prepared, so skiing would not hit big rocks.

In addition, there was an ice rink, which was poured with ice and milk. Old men, old women and children could skate, but those with poor skills had to wear a full set of protective gear.

The outdoor ice rink was surrounded by a curtain of more than three meters high, so that it would not be so uncomfortable to be blown by the wind.

Otherwise, you can't slide when you are against the wind, and you will be filled with wind. When you are with the wind, you don't need to slide, but you will be blown by the wind. When you reach the turning point in front, the unskilled PIAPIA will fall.

"It will be difficult to farm next year. There is a lot of water in the land, and there is a lot of rain. The crops will be soaked."

Li Chengqi was worried. People can avoid it, but what about vegetables and grains?

It feels that nothing is suitable to plant. After the winter wheat is harvested, unless... all rice is planted.

"I will mark out the location. Anything that can be washed away by the flood should not be planted first. After the flood is over, it will be July. See what is suitable to plant in July and plant them together."

Li Yi was analyzing that vegetables should not be planted in grain fields as much as possible.

For those who plant winter wheat, they cannot plant other things immediately after harvesting. For those who do not plant winter wheat, what can they plant in the spring that can be harvested before mid-June?

The precipitation has passed, it is July, and they have to plant sorghum and soybeans.

"Plant corn. Our current corn varieties guarantee that mature seeds cannot be harvested, but we can cook green corn and eat it, and we can also cut silage."

Li Yi thought about it and suddenly felt that there was something good to plant.