Both Li Ke and Quan Wanji's faces changed drastically. Who is Zhao Kun, isn't he the head of the bodyguard who never leaves His Majesty's side?

He actually appeared here, could it be that his own father Li Shimin also rushed over?

Before he could fully turn the corner, Li Ke heard his subordinate Li Min shouting excitedly again.

"Your Highness, open the door quickly, Your Majesty led an army to suppress the rebellion..."

Zhao Kun didn't mention His Majesty, and Li Min naturally didn't dare to mention it, after all, no one knew what His Majesty was planning. What does this mean? After I entered Shu, I was always received by officials.

Those who eat are similar to what they eat in Chang'an.

After finally getting here, in Luzhou, I still eat the taste of the north, so I wanted to come to Changning Prefecture by myself.

You can try some local dishes, but as a result, this kind of treatment that makes you feel like you are back in Chang'an really makes Cheng Chubi feel bad.

After Modan heard that General Cheng's third son was coming.

In a panic, they dispatched people to search for a long time in the city of Changning Prefecture, and finally found the only chef in Changning Prefecture who can cook Guanzhong cuisine, and spent a lot of money to invite him to cook.

Seeing the accompanying officials from the Ministry of Industry swallowing desperately, Mo Dan couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

It seems that it was not in vain that I worked so hard to hire the chef, and the money was not in vain.

But when Modan's eyes fell on Cheng Sanlang, he felt that Cheng Sanlang seemed very unhappy.

I couldn't help but beat a drum in my heart, and tremblingly stepped forward to salute.

"Cheng Changshi, but the food is not to your liking?"

Cheng Chubi smacked his mouth, seeing this Modan's cautious appearance, he still remembered his father's analysis of the leader of the gang.

This Modan has a relatively friendly attitude towards Datang. Moreover, don't look at Modan's cautious personality and likes to imitate the Han people's brains.

But Chang Ning Liao's three thousand Liao soldiers can be regarded as the upper-middle strength among Luzhou Liao.

One of the reasons for coming to Changning Prefecture is because I am very familiar with it, and the second reason is because of my father's guidance.

It is naturally impossible for Cheng Chubi to turn his face because of the other party's painstaking hospitality, and the other party is also worried that he is not used to the food of the Southwest.

Cheng Chubi controlled his emotions, nodded towards Mo Dan and said with a smile.

"It seems that Mo Jieshi also put in a lot of hard work, and he has a heart."

While eating the rice, Cheng Chubi held up the grape wine to drink with Modan, and asked about the mountains and rivers of Changning Prefecture by the way.

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"By the way, Mo Cishi, I see that many of the buildings in Changning Prefecture are made of bamboo. There must be a lot of bamboo in Changning Prefecture, right?"

Modan stroked the short beard on his face and nodded with a smile. "In our Changning Prefecture, bamboo can be seen everywhere, and bamboo grows fast."

"And it is light and easy to use, whether it is used to build a house or to make utensils."

Cheng Chubi nodded in agreement, the mat under his buttocks is made of bamboo.

It's just that the craftsmanship of this era is really a bit rough. Unlike later generations, bamboo has not only entered thousands of households, but has even entered the palace of art.

But nowadays, the use of bamboo is completely still in the most primitive application stage.

Fortunately, Lao Tzu came... Cheng Chubi couldn't help feeling a sense of pride in his heart, no one knows bamboo products better than me.

Although I don't know much about making, I just saw those old men repairing bamboo utensils, weaving chairs, and baskets by the roadside during the market day.

Of course, I have also seen paper-making people, and making bamboo wreaths.

Cheng Chubi remembers that he also visited the Bamboo Museum, where he admired countless household utensils and bamboo artworks made of bamboo.

"That's true. There is an old saying that you can eat mountains by relying on the mountains, and eat the sea by relying on the sea. The ancients never deceived me."

"By the way, Mo Cishi, I don't know which direction in Changning Prefecture, the bamboo is the most dense."

Modan wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and waved.

"Yes, you can see it if you go south for more than ten miles, and it is a huge area, almost stretching for nearly a hundred miles, all of which are dense bamboo forests."

After receiving such an answer, Cheng Chubi was overjoyed. Ouch... I didn't expect that the Shunan Bamboo Sea existed more than 1,400 years ago.

But this is normal. In most areas of Sichuan, there are countless bamboos. There is no artificial cultivation in this era, and it is completely self-defeating.

"Then ask Mo Cishi, what's different about the south side of the Bamboo Sea?"

Modan thought for a while, shook his head and smiled.

"The large bamboo forest continues to the south, and if it goes for tens of miles, it will be the territory of the Zhouzhou Liao, and if it is in the southwest, it will be the territory of the Si'e Liao. It's no different."

Under Cheng Chubi's repeated questioning, Mo Dan finally thought of one thing.

"Cheng Changshi, what you said, I really remembered something. Deep in the bamboo forest in the south.

There is a black valley over there, and the black stones there are very smelly. Xiaguan remembers that some people say that such stones can be used to burn fire. "

"However, when that thing burns, the smoke from it can choke people half to death. No one likes to burn that thing."

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Cheng Chubi finally heaved a sigh of relief, he came to Changning Prefecture by himself, wasn't it just for the Changning Coal Mine?

Seeing Cheng Changshi's relieved expression, Modan couldn't help being a little curious.

"What's wrong with Cheng Changshi? Could it be that those black stones are good things?"

Cheng Chubi ate his fill, put down the chopsticks in his hand, shook his head slowly and said.

"It's not a good thing, but it's just like what you said, Mo Jishi, it's fuel."

"Heigu, right? I don't know if anyone has been to Changning Prefecture. Is there a road leading there?"

"Yes, you can go south along the road leading to Wuzhou for about twenty miles, and then go east. Does Cheng Changshi want to go and see it? Mo Kun!"

"Brother, what's the matter?" A middle-aged, stocky man who looked similar to Mo Dan strode in from outside~lightnovelpub.net~ and saluted Mo Kun.

"I remember that you know where Heigu is. You bring two hundred people with you, and I will accompany Cheng Changshi to Heigu to have a look."

Mo Kun nodded and strode away.

Cheng Chubi and the others stopped eating, and after the officials from the Ministry of Industry had a rest, they left Changning Prefecture together with Modan and headed south.

It's just that although this road is quite rugged, it is extraordinarily busy because there are salt wells in Yizhou.

And this salt well is controlled by the court. In the Tang Dynasty, there were four well salt production areas: Shannan Road, Longyou Road, Jiangnan Road, and Jiannan Road.

Among these four roads, there are nearly a hundred salt wells, and Shanjian South Road has the most, with more than sixty places.

And this Weijing salt had already been produced during the Three Kingdoms period. Li Hui, a general of the Shu Han Dynasty, led his army to march south just for the sake of Weijing salt.

Moreover, the output of Foujing salt is extremely large. There have been historical records that the roads in Yun'an and Foujing were blocked, and the folks lacked salt.