"The one who planted the lotus has made a fortune, Xiao Yi, how much money did you make with that lotus?"

When the Japanese invited the eldest grandson Wanyun to dinner, Bi Gou once again ran to the Li family Zhuangzi.

He wanted to ask if he could plant lotus flowers in the water net, and then harvest lotus seeds, lotus leaves, and lotus roots.

"The lotus flower in the big pond behind the drunken immortal residence in Lantian County? didn't make money, the lotus seeds didn't come to time, and it took half a month to gradually mature. ”

Li Yi knew which lotus flower Bi Gouti was, there was a pond in the Zhuangzi, and there were also lotus flowers, but there were not many, mainly for ornamental use.

The most densely planted area is Zuixianju, and the Xu family also planted it.

The lotus seeds are picked one after half a month, and the lotus roots have to wait until three months later.

"Lotus leaves make money, and some people find a depression to plant lotus flowers, and pick some leaves to sell for money.

Ten big and complete ones, fifteen worse ones, and twenty worse ones, so many leaves.

I used to don't want money, but now I look at everything to money, people's hearts! ”

Bi Gou felt that the big leaves of the lotus should not be sold, and others picked them.

Just like the field where watermelons and melons are grown, if you are thirsty when you pass by, you will sit directly at the small table in front of the melon seller, and the melon seller will invite you to eat it.

But if you want to take it, you have to count the money.

The purpose of this is to publicize and let the other party taste the melon.

One is to occupy the moral high ground, give you free food, and you still steal my melon, or make it bad, it's your fault.

"Lao Bi, it costs money to contract depressions, why doesn't the government say it's free? O court! Li Yi said in the same tone.

The land that people have packed, specially planted lotus, hoping that life will get better, watching and spending no money, and enjoying the beautiful scenery.

Now it should be said, after all, the West Lake is in mid-June, and the scenery is ......

When Li Yi thought of this poem, he was stunned.

He remembered that this poem was not a description of the scenery, but a farewell poem.

At that time, it was the Southern Song Dynasty, and the capital was Hangzhou.

Yang Wanli wrote two farewell poems to Lin Zifang, who was an official in Hangzhou.

One is this West Lake in June, and the other is out of the West Lake in the middle of June, and the other is out of the West Lake, where the lotus flowers are still in the willows. The red incense world is a cool country, and the south mountain is the north mountain.

They all persuaded Lin Zifang not to go out and stay in Hangzhou.

After all, what West Lake said is that Hangzhou is in the middle of June, and the benefits are different from the surroundings, and the emperor can be contacted above, and there is a way out next to the emperor.

The other one says that the moon is not round when it comes out of Hangzhou, and the place of lotus flowers is not as lively as the willow forest? This side is red incense, and that side is cool, how can you go to North Mountain when there is a shortcut to South Mountain?

The two farewell poems written by Yang Wanli were all to persuade Lin Zifang to stay.

Li Yi's many people at that time thought that after all, the middle of the West Lake in June was the poem of persuasion, and the moon in the West Lake was still a real farewell poem.

Li Yi thinks that the two songs are the same, and neither of them is a sincere farewell.

"Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi." Bi Gou called, and he found that Li Yi was always distracted.

"After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is not the same as the four seasons. The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red. Li Yi heard someone greet him, and read the poem out of his mouth.

"Okay, a good lotus leaf is infinite, and the lotus flower is different." Li Longji suddenly spoke next to him.

Princess Yongmu looked at Li Yi with bright eyes and said proudly.

"Xiao Yi is thinking about poetry, and after only a few breaths, he came up with it." Doulu Guifei followed and praised.

"Where's the West Lake?" Li Dan wanted to know the place.

"Hangzhou, Wulin Shui." Li Yi was depressed, why did he accidentally say it, Hangzhou West Lake, now called Wulin Water.

When it came to Lao Bai, it was called West Lake, and then Su Shi ran over and repaired it, and said again that it was called West Lake, and he repaired the Su Causeway.

"It should indeed be called West Lake, so it's decided." The queen put her hand on the head of her son, who was sitting next to her, and said.

"It's settled." The little one agrees.

"It's settled." Bi Gou was depressed, he came to ask if the water net could grow lotuses, and he heard a poem.

"Xiao Yi, you said to plant ...... in the water network"

"Nope." Li Yi didn't wait for Bi Gou to finish speaking, he interrupted directly, he knew what Bi Gou meant.

"Why?" Bi conceived to make more money.

"Sailing, Lao Bi, the water net is used for irrigation and boating, what do you grow? Isn't there two ponds planted in Chang'an, and it doesn't cost anything to pick leaves. ”

"You can't pick it hard without spending money, and you won't grow lotus seeds after picking them, and lotus seeds are now medicine and are under the control of the imperial court."

When Bi Gou spoke, he looked at the others, he was depressed, a group of people, all of whom had a higher status than himself.

"Eat." When the little guy with a higher status than Bi Gou heard the lotus seed, his saliva flowed, and he quickly wiped it with the big handkerchief on his chest.

Princess Yongmu looked at her brother's baby fat little face, and couldn't help but reach out and hug him, sticking it with her own face.

"Wen Tian, you stick to me, my face is more tender now, you try." Li Yi wanted to come over.

"Uh-huh!" Li Longji and Bi Gou spoke at the same time.

"It's really tender." Li Yi stopped his movements and touched his face with his hand, feeling very regretful.

"Eat, eat, eat." Doulu Guifei said with a smile.

The meal was served, and the spring cakes were just a bunch of silk, all kinds of fried silk, so that they could be eaten with rolled cakes.

Li Zhuangzi began to appear three years ago, and it is now popular in many places.

I used to eat it on the day of spring, but now I eat it at any time.

Stir-fried bean sprouts with dried tofu, stir-fried shredded pork with shredded cowpeas, fried eggs and shredded garlic sprouts or leeks, stir-fried shredded pork with shredded mustard, fried vermicelli with shredded cabbage......

Everyone rolls, the little guy is in a hurry, he won't, this difficulty is too high, right?

He looked at Li Yi, what did he mean? Can you roll it for me?

Li Yi stretched out his hand, picked up a piece of cake, then stuffed a dish with chopsticks into his mouth, and then took another bite of the cake.

The little guy nodded, understood, and he reached out to grab the cake.

Li Yi actually ate like this at his time, unwilling to roll, if he rolled it up, he needed to take a big bite every time.

He doesn't eat burgers or sandwiches because he needs to open his mouth wide.

The current spring cakes are the same as the ones he first made at that time, with a diameter of at least one foot.

When branding, layers of noodles are rolled together, and they are peeled down while branding.

Later, it became very small, and the spring cake shop did not brand it itself, but bought it.

The seller is a boundless iron cylinder, and the person who sells it grabs a ball of noodles in his hand, rubs it on that plane, and it is cooked in a second, and then he takes it off and wipes it again.

Later, the machine came out, it was faster, the cake was very small, and it was used in the restaurant.

When the bread is big, and you are full after a few bites, who will sell the vegetables to?

Li Yi doesn't sell it, the cake is relatively large, and the little guy grabs it and gnaws along the edge.

He couldn't reach the food, stretched out his chopsticks and pointed, "This, that, it, what?" ”

Princess Yongmu helped him to put it on the plate in front of him, and the little one ate happily and was not picky.

At first, children are not picky eaters, they will eat anything, as long as they can eat.

For example, celery, the little guy doesn't like to eat it, and it is difficult to bite it, and celery is also eaten by him.