"It probably won't be!"

Zhu Zian nodded slightly and replied.

"That's good!"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked relaxed and worried, "But, Zi'an, we still feel a little uncomfortable today! What are your good plans?"

Stupid stomach?

Zhu Zi'an thought for a while and said, "Your Majesty, you can drink more millet porridge. If you have stew, you can also cook some stews and eat them. Or, eating more fruits can also slightly relieve some symptoms!"

“Millet porridge?”

Thinking of the bowls of millet porridge on the table last night, Zhu Yuanzhang, Tang and a few others regretted it again.

“That’s right!”

Zhu Zi'an nodded. These seemed to be all necessary things in his previous life and had eaten fire.

However, in this life, this body is very magical. In the past life, I had to put a bowl of clear soup and rinse it before I could eat it. In this life, even the super spicy hot pot was just a little spicy when I put it in my mouth.

This time, Zhu Yuanzhang and his friends came and went quickly!

After all, whether it is Tang He or Zhu Biao, there are a lot of political affairs every day and they have to be busy.

As for Zhu Yuanzhang, it goes without saying.

The memorials on the desk table in the imperial study are often piled up in small hills and have never been down.

However, this time Zhu Yuanzhang and Tang He and others took Zhu Zi'an's words in their hearts.

After each went back, he asked the servants to prepare millet porridge. As for steak, it was the ancient name of apples. In the palace, there were still some steaks.

After that, for several days, Zhu Yuanzhang and Tang He seemed to have forgotten the hot pot and did not ask Zhu Zi's Anxun to stir-fry the hot pot base.

Even the chefs sent to the market didn't know about hot pot.

This made Zhu Zi'an's life a little more leisurely.

However, the officials and people in Yingtian City discovered that there were great changes in the city.

The most important thing is that there are more storytellers in some wine shops and tea shops. Moreover, every storyteller holds a booklet marked with strange letters to explain to all customers.

And every tavern with such a storyteller is filled with guests. Even outside the door and windows, it is surrounded by ‘listeners’!

Even in some elementary schools, we began to teach the magical letters to children. Even in Yingtian City, some adult elementary schools also appeared, which were all teaching the magical letters and arithmetic!

In less than a few days, the entire Yingtian City was talking about the magical letters.

"His father, let's hear from the four aunts telling a magical letter in the adult primary school in the west of the city. As long as you learn the letter and buy a book "Thousand Characters" yourself, you can easily learn to read and even write!"

"We have heard of it, and the storytellers in the tea shops outside talk about the magical letters!"

"His father..."

"Every day when we go out, we will stand outside the tea shop at the intersection of the street. I heard Mr. Wang talk about it for a while. In the past few days, I have learned the same amount of learning, so I just need to buy a book! However, a book with letters printed on it requires 100 texts..."

...

"Brother, in adult primary school, we have learned the letters spoken by the Master. Now we don't have to read them with the Master, we can also read the words in "Thousand Character Text"..."

"Really? This is the "Thousand Character Classic" we saved for five years. Let me teach you..."

...

"Damn, we have learned to read. We can now read this book "Thousand Characters" by ourselves! When we are fine, we can also teach a few kids at home to learn calligraphy!"

"real?……"

...

Zhu Yuanzhang, Li Shanchang and others' reactions to letters were faster than Zhu Zian imagined.

Zhu Zi'an just accidentally gave Zhu Biao some "small suggestions".

In less than half a month, the entire Yingtian City was completely immersed in the changes brought by letters.

Even the workers working on construction sites outside the sub-city were discussing the matter of letters when working on the construction site.

However, Zhu Zi'an, who had been leisurely for two days, couldn't stay home again.

After picking up the pen, drawing a few pictures on the paper, I took it to the factory in the outer city.

"Master Yang!"

He found Yang Shifan, the chief manager of the factory, and handed over the drawings.

"Little real person, is this?"

Yang Shifan quickly picked up the drawings and started looking at them.

Several cylinders of different sizes, and several round glass sheets with thick middle and thin sides.

After just looking at it for a while, Yang Shifan already understood what Xiao Zhenren wanted to make.

However, it was just because I understood that I was a little confused.

"Master Yang also asks you to make these objects as soon as possible in your free time, especially these cylinders, which should be made of good wood and beautiful!"

Zhu Zi'an said.

"yes!"

Seeing this, Yang Shifan directly chose to shut up.

Then, Zhu Zi'an became idle again in the following days.

When I was fine, I went to Zhenyi Restaurant to listen to the storytellers, explained the letters, and taught the common people to read.

As for something, I would go to the construction site outside the city and have a walk around.

However, as the weather became warmer, the construction sites outside the city gradually became quieter. The workers went home one after another and began to work hard on farm work.

Chu Nan and others who gradually became idle were captured by Zhu Yuanzhang and sent to adult primary school in the city to teach older students to learn letters and pinyin.

This made Chu Nan and others excited for a long time.

Unexpectedly, one day, they would stand in the school and be the master of others when they waited for a group of rough men!

...

"Little real person!"

One morning, Zhu Zian was sitting in the yard with a bitter thought, and before he could figure out what to eat for lunch, he was interrupted by an excited voice.

"Master Yang?"

Zhu Zi'an looked up and saw Yang Shifan walking in with a happy look on his face.

"But that object is ready?"

Thinking of it, a hint of joy appeared on Zhu Zi'an's face.

"It will take several days to report back to Xiao Zhenren!"

Yang Shifan replied quickly.

Hearing this, Zhu Zi'an's expression that had just risen became weak again.

Seeing this, Yang Shifan was helpless and continued, "However, Xiao Zhenren, the villain came this time because the 100 acres of fertile land outside the city is about to start farming!"

"That hundred acres of fertile land outside the city?"

Hearing this, Zhu Zian was stunned, and then he was excited.

Only then did I remember that I also asked Yang Shifan to take charge of the farmland outside the city.

"Master Yang, can the sweet potato seedlings be planted?"

"Reported to the little real person, the branches of the sweet potato seedlings are already very thick and can be planted!" Yang Shifan replied quickly.

"In this way, I'll prepare to plant half of the sweet potatoes!"

After thinking about it, Zhu Zi'an said.
Chapter completed!