Li Shimin left in a hurry, and Shu An didn't care, anyway, Li Shimin would bring the holy decree of knighthood later.

Although this was obtained by his own guarantee, Shu An thought it was worth it, after all, he also experienced life and death, and he only advanced some of this reward for Wang Xuance in advance.

"It's time to start getting people ready to plant."

Shu An muttered softly, with the end of the New Year, it is not far from the beginning of spring.

Not much happened this winter, and of course it was unlikely that anything would happen because there was a lot of snow.

He is a mortal after all, and he has no special powers that can change anything.

While technology can indeed change, unfortunately, at the current level, even for another thousand years, it will not be able to change the celestial phenomena.

Of course, even if Shu'an is planted, he is destined to not be able to pay attention to these cotton every day, so he can only write down the key points of planting cotton in his previous memory.

Needless to say, there is no need to talk about weeding and pesticide control, mainly because of the management of the field and the maintenance of the height of the cotton plant.

There is also a period when cotton needs water, probably in June and July, and Shu An can only remember vaguely about the things in his memory.

After all, he hadn't planted cotton before he crossed, but he had heard it a few times, and he had memorized a few points.

The specific situation is certainly not so easy, and it is best to grow cotton in the south.

The reason is simple, the temperature in the north is still a little cooler, so choosing a location is also a problem.

In this era, there is cotton, but it is silk, which does not play much role in keeping warm, on the contrary, cotton is different.

Although one side is different, the actual meaning is very different.

"Anyway, it definitely can't be planted in Chang'an."

Shu An soon had an idea, it was enough to hire some farmers to grow cotton, and he didn't care how Li Shimin planted it.

After all, he is not the only one in the entire Datang, anyway, the Song Dynasty after three hundred years of history can be planted, and there is no reason why Datang cannot.

As for the seeds left, it is naturally Shu An's selfishness, and he can't be busy with himself, and as a result, he doesn't earn anything.

Although Shu An has the task of being a sage, it does not mean that he is a sage.

Unlike Shu An's idea, as soon as Li Shimin returned to the palace, he asked people to take care of these seeds, and even let the guards of the hundred horsemen take care of them personally.

Of course, Li Shimin did not forget to issue a holy decree, just a county man, this emperor can still call the shots.

"Come on, let the household department come here."

In addition, Li Shimin naturally began to arrange the planting of this so-called cotton, wanting to know what the difference is with cotton.

Not many people in the court knew about this matter, even if it was a dead cotton seed, no one knew that it was obtained from An Xuangong.

Otherwise, it will definitely not be as calm as it is now, after all, every time Shu An does something, it is not simple.

It's a pity that no one knows that this emperor has the habit of leaving the palace early in the morning.

As for the county man, no one has noticed it yet, and such a small title will not cause too many fluctuations.

......

It wasn't until the sunset was about to set that Wang Xuance came to his senses, and the first moment he learned the news, Shu An came to the room that belonged to Wang Xuance.

"Teacher, I... Return.. Come.. Finish. ”

Wang Xuance's pale face squeezed out a smile and said loudly, as if because his teacher was gentle and liked to laugh, so he was also used to it.

From the southwest to Chang'an, according to Wang Xuance's estimate, he should be able to support it, but he didn't expect an amazing heavy snow to mess up all the plans.

Even Wang Xuance was a little afraid when he thought about it now, but fortunately he came back and saw so many familiar faces again.

"It's good to come back, and the cotton seeds have been received by the teacher."

"And even though it takes a year to verify cotton, it's now a county man for you."

"In the end, I'm afraid that you won't be able to go back to your hometown this year, after all, I'm afraid it's not good to go back like this."

......

Shu An also smiled and said loudly, with a lot of emotion in every sentence.

It's been covered up a lot as soon as possible, but the people around him can still feel it, the master is not an emotionless person, he just doesn't want to express it.

Wang Xuance heard his teacher's words, and he also smiled happily, he didn't expect his identity to change so much.

The county man seems to be good, and it takes a lot of time to know how many people want to go from zero to something.

It is precisely for this reason that Wang Xuance did not feel any dissatisfaction at all, and even felt that he had taken a big advantage.

After all, normally, his life would not be in danger, but the budget error caused him not to be fully prepared.

"Old .. division, and. Sugar.. The Arts. ”

However, Wang Xuance did not forget that his teacher had another task to assign.

You must know that in order to get this method, he doesn't know how many Tianzhu people he has knocked out, but fortunately, everything is worth it.

"There's no rush in this matter, and there's nothing to do when you get better."

Shu An said loudly, obviously mainly cotton seeds, as for the art of sugar making, it is dispensable, and there is not so much demand.

The current gray sugar is also sugar anyway, although the purity is not high, but it is barely acceptable for Shu An.

It's just that Wang Xuance shook his head slightly, with a hint of firmness in his eyes, he was afraid that he would forget it next time, so he must say it now.

"Okay, don't force it too hard."

Shu An, on the other hand, understood the meaning in this disciple's eyes, and said with a sigh.

Then Shu An asked Laifu to bring paper, ink, pen and inkstone, although Tianzhu is a foreign place for Datang, but I have to say that there are still a lot of good things.

After all, Tianzhu was once one of the origins of ancient civilizations, and there are still some ancient Indian heritages.

"Tianzhu sugar is sucrose."

"Squeeze the juice out of the sugar cane and dry it into syrup."

"Fry it over a fire to make a stone-like lump of cane sugar."

.......

Wang Xuance seemed to use all his strength to speak, and this time it was very clear.

On the other side, Shu An worked hard to write down everything this disciple said.

This is the helplessness of being a liberal arts student, he still remembers that when he was a child, he stole a lot of sugar, but how to make it, what the process is, sorry I don't know.

Although helpless, fortunately it is now a little supplemented, and after this method, Datang also began to make sucrose.

When Wang Xuance's voice fell, he fell asleep again.

After experiencing some chaos again, fortunately, Sun Simiao came and signaled that there was no problem before relieving himself.