Villager of Daming

Chapter 214

Qinhuai enjoys music and dance, the house is warm and the family is poor.A cup of warm soup is presented to you, and the wind and clouds cover the curtain.

The window is bright and the pen is the letter, with aspirations and ambitions.Always care about Yan Moqing, rustling as described.

In Nanjing, where there is no heating, the winter days are very difficult. Sometimes standing outside feels warmer than inside the house.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who worked diligently on the test books in the afternoon, was not cold. He even put a plate of sliced ​​cantaloupes on his desk.

"It's a good day to be rich! After repairing the way of fire, the hall is not cold at all. Cold or hot in the palace, it is easy to make people sick. It is good to be thrifty, but it depends on where it is used."

Zhu Yuanzhang ate a piece of melon and was very satisfied with the underground fire passage in the hall.

The winter of the year before last was not like this, the cold was still there, and the brazier was used for a while at most, and the water could freeze in those days.

In summer, I sweat profusely. I don’t need ice, but I will change clothes. I feel dizzy from the heat.

As a result, Xiaqiu Village specially wrote a letter saying that the way to keep in good health is to be diligent and thrifty as long as you don't throw away food at will.

If you don't take measures when it is cold in winter, you will die suddenly or suffer from chronic diseases, which cannot be cured for a long time, and the same is true in summer.

Zhu Yuanzhang was afraid of death, and he didn't want his family members to die. In addition, he made a lot of money and was willing to improve the environment.

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is here." Zhu Yuanzhang had just finished feeling, when someone reported.

Zhu Biao walked in directly: "Father, my son is here."

"Come on, eat melons, but have you got the method of growing greenhouse vegetables?"

Zhu Yuanzhang happily greeted Hao Daer to come forward.

"Father, the law of the greenhouse is important, and there is another thing that is more important."

Zhu Biao said and put the picture of iron ore and iron-copper associated ore on the table.

"What is this?" Zhu Yuanzhang knew it was a map, but did not write the details.

"Father, the square frame is iron ore, and the circle is copper-iron associated mine, with words behind it." Zhu Biao pointed to the map and said, turning the paper over.

"The iron ore is very large and can be dug in the open air. Eight characters? How big is it?" Zhu Yuanzhang sat upright with a serious expression on his face.

He knew that it was impossible for the expert to joke about such things. It seemed that the expert had never joked, and the copper mines were dug out at the two places for the second child.

On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, books were printed with copper movable type, and the library has been liked by readers. Why don't you mention a word, so that readers will know that we are supporting the library.

Zhu Yuanzhang was thinking about it, but he was distracted. It wasn't until Zhu Biao moved that he paid attention to the mine again.

"Biaoer, you eat cantaloupe, he pointed out the mine because he had good gunpowder, and he wanted the imperial court to mine the mine by frying it.

First order people to dig this open-pit mine, we are short of everything, and no one is behind to help us, it will definitely not be the current situation.

In the collection of books in the palace, it seems that there are some that can be learned by others, Qimin's important skills?Ask Chief Zhu to see what he wants.

Let the scholars see, as local officials, how can they not know this, and they will take another imperial examination next year. "

Zhu Yuanzhang had seen the picture of the mine, and picked up a few pages of the planting shed while talking, and glanced at it.

"Huh? Can we grow without using transparent colored glaze? Is it better? In this way, the colored glaze blowers in Xiaqiu Village don't have to be so busy, and a hundred acres will be planted first."

Zhu Yuanzhang was happy, so he didn't want to make the people in Xiaqiu Village too tired. It was best to just come up with ideas, and then start when something was done, and the rest of the palace and the court would be done.

Zhu Biao took the task to arrange, there was never a shortage of craftsmen, and there were more colored glazes.

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On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, it was very windy and snowy when we got up early in the morning, and the sky was overcast, but these did not affect the singing and dancing on the Qinhuai River, nor did they prevent people from going to Fuhualou for dinner.

Some people were afraid that they would not be able to occupy a place, so they went to sit on the second floor of Fuhua Building early in the morning. The shopkeeper Xu had no choice but to make porridge and side dishes for free.

In the opposite library, the students living in the back got up early to study, and they seized all the time.

"It's too dark, let's go outside! It's bright outside." A student was embarrassed to ask someone to light a lamp, and sat in the corridor outside with a book, listening to the whistling wind.

Other students came out one after another. Some people drank water when they were hungry. They usually skipped breakfast, so they had to save the money they brought.

"Brother Bianshi, I heard that they float flower boats on the Qinhuai River from morning to night, and they say they study the imperial examinations for the coming year." A scholar said to the students who came out first.

"What does it have to do with me? We were ridiculed in the past, what else did we have? We can only study hard with the help of the library. Ah Choo!"

The person called Bian Shi shook his head, then sneezed, sniffed and sighed.

"It's so cold outside! It's warm inside, and there's a fire path under the bunk. They burned for an hour last night."

Some students were worried that the room would be dark when they went in, and would be blown by the wind when they came out.

"Chen Yan, you bring someone to pick up the soup, and the soup from Danqing Box Lunch, please hurry up." Someone from the library shouted, it was Zibian Shi's student.

"Go quickly, go quickly." The other students urged.

Chen Yan called ten people, ran over, and came back with a bucket. As soon as the lid was opened, the students in front of him were stunned.

When someone brought his own bowl to serve it, the hand holding the spoon shook.

The so-called soup is full of dry goods, such as fungus, carrot shreds, thousands of shreds, pork shreds, coriander, dried cowpea, beaten eggs, and then thickened.

Put it in a bowl without shaking the soup.

"Drink, someone gave it to me, let's write it down." Chen Yan said loudly.

Everyone filled up the soup one after another, and then ate it with chopsticks, it was really warm.

"Give way, give way to everyone, this window has to be slatted, otherwise the glass will not be stuck." While the students were drinking soup, the craftsmen came over and looked at the window.

After this person finished speaking, others began to work, tearing off the window paper, adding wooden strips, and then taking the light blue glazed board to install it, nailing it, and putting putty on it.

"Don't touch it yet, the putty will be firm when it dries." After the craftsman finished speaking, he went to the next student's place to continue installing the glazed board.

"You don't have to go out this time? Liang, Liuli! Be careful, don't touch it." A scholar smiled happily.

"Chen Yan, come here to get ink. The people of Xiaqiu Village heard that some of you are in charge of borrowing ink from others, and you will give them a piece of ink for each of you, as well as paper, and a knife for each of you."

There was another shout, Chen Yan put down his bowl, and rushed out with a shout of hello, he was the one who was short of ink.

After a while, when the things were brought back, everyone smelled the smell of paper and thought it was delicious.

Chen Yan put the things aside carefully, picked up the chopsticks to eat the soup again, and looked at the glass window.

After eating, he went to wash the dishes first, then came back to sit upright, meditated for a while, spread the paper, put some water on his broken inkstone, and slowly grinded ink on it.

"This ink is not bad! Why is Xiaqiu Village so rich? The key is that they are willing to spend it for us. Do you want us to do things for them?"

The scholar who called Leng before saw Chen Yan was there grinding ink, and judged that the ink was good, but the inkstone was too bad.

"When you meet them, ask them. If they make us do something bad, we will return the things. If it is not enough, we will make up with the money we brought."

Another student decided to find out the reason. Xiaqiu Village can't be a village of fools, can it?How can you earn so much money?
　besides!Farmers write slowly!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)