Pick a General to Raise Horses

[The new article of "The Little Kitchen in the Harem" has been published, please collect it~] Copywriting of this article Shen Xi, a doctor of agriculture, once traveled through time and became a border peasant girl whose father died young, her mother was weak, and her younger brother was young. She only had a few skinny horses in the family, and her best relatives frequently found trouble. Shen Xi smoothed Ma'er's hair: It doesn't matter, she will take action! She is a professional in raising horses. In the backward ancient times, Shen Xi relied on his professional knowledge to raise horses to be fat and strong, and his business grew bigger and bigger. A relative who once bullied me apologized and smiled flatteringly: We are a family. Shen Xi closed the door to catch up with the guests: "Hey, it's a good idea to leave." Some people were jealous and came together to make trouble, but their cruel words had not yet been uttered. Shen Xi waved his hand: Form an agricultural cooperative, let everyone make money together and achieve common prosperity! The wealth of the border town, known for its poverty, has skyrocketed and it has become a major tax-paying city. Later, rumors spread that she was shameless in public despite being a woman. Before Shen Xi could take action, a daughter-in-law pinched her husband's ears, the old mother hit her son with a cane, and the younger daughter hit her father with a pink fist. What's wrong with women? Women can hold up half the sky! Foreign enemies continued to disturb the peace on the border, and Shen Xi entered the military camp to improve his war horses. The enemy troops were retreating steadily and fled with disbelief on their faces: they must have stolen our horses. Shen Xi: We can't look down on your weak and sick horses. * On a dark and windy night, Shen Xi picked up a man covered in blood on the roadside. Since then, there has been a little guard and groom in the family who provides food and accommodation and is paid according to his mood. Later, the little guard vest fell. Shen Xi looked at the man feeding the horse coldly: General, the horse is fed well. Fuyuan curled his lips and chuckled, "Young lady taught you well." Reading Guide 1. The story is purely fictitious. In it, the horse is raised in a square shape? 2. The professional knowledge involved is all obtained from consulting the data. If there are any errors, please point them out. 3. Imaginary history, official positions, etiquette, crops, etc. Are messed up, please be careful if you mind. New copywriting: Food blogger Meng Chuxue has millions of fans and has traveled through time. Good news, I became a princess. Bad news, from the cold palace. My mother died young and my father didn't love me. It's normal to not have enough to eat or wear or keep warm and to be bullied. The people in the palace are scheming, and there are eight hundred schemings in one sentence. In response to this, Meng Chuxue trembled, and she stopped participating in the palace fight. In order to survive in Yunbo's treacherous harem, Meng Chuxue picked up a spatula. Fish-flavored shredded pork twice-cooked pork, sweet and sour pork loin and crayfish; Crispy roasted goose Dongpo pork, salted duck with minced pepper fish head. At first, everyone in the palace scorned this. "Cooking? If you don't burn the kitchen, you'll burn incense." "How can a noble princess indulge in the kitchen all day long?" Later, the empresses of each palace almost broke the threshold. "Chu Xue, when will you make the cherry cheese and tamales last time?" "Xue, I will eat whatever you do. I won't choose. I will only feel sorry for the hard work you put in cooking." "I am old and frail, you and other young people should learn to be courteous." The Queen Mother came running in a hurry and squeezed through the crowd. "Granddaughter, give the Queen Mother a bowl of ice glutinous rice balls. Just one bowl will be enough." The ladies looked at each other: Good guy, old and frail, ice glutinous rice balls. Recently, the princes and princesses were always laughing and wandering in class. When the emperor heard about it, he became angry: next time he does it again, he will go to the cold palace and live a miserable life! I thought they would restrain themselves, but unexpectedly—— The eighth princess angrily tore up the test paper, her eyes bright: Is it Sister Xue's cold palace? The tenth prince followed closely, stood up and threw the inkstone: I want to go too! The oldest prince rubbed the paper: Hold it! * Later, every banquet hosted by Meng Chuxue was always overcrowded. The royal family, nobles and civil and military ministers all looked at each other, just to get a piece of the pie. Even the veteran who initially impeached Meng Chuxue quietly blended into the crowd - bringing his handsome grandson with him. "Jing Huai, please try your best. If you don't please the princess, you don't have to go home." One day, as soon as Meng Chuxue stepped into the hall, a group of young men swarmed out. Behind them is a group of relatives and friends cheering them on—— "Princess, please be my daughter-in-law, my son is the richest man!" "Princess, please be my sister-in-law, my brother is the top scholar in martial arts!" "Princess, please be my grandson's wife, my grandson... My grandson, he, that's all, he's not good enough for you! I can be the housekeeper of the princess's mansion!" Mr. Jiang Ge: I am still wise, an iron-clad princess retainer, and a flowing prince-in-law. Meng Chuxue: Oh! Jiang Jinghuai:? Purpose: No matter what situation you are in, you must live your life