Villager of Daming

Chapter 215 The Treasurer’s Trouble Because of Comparison (Fifth Change)
It was snowing, people were coming and going on the street, and Fuhua Building was very lively. Before lunch time, the second and first floors were fully occupied.

Shopkeeper Xu asked the waiter to bring tea, fennel beans, and watermelon seeds. The back kitchen cut up the vegetables and put them aside, ready to start cooking later. You can't make a big pot of rice, you have to fry it separately.

The houses behind the library, Luoyunzhai, and Jubiqi have all been demolished, and craftsmen are cleaning up, preparing to build a second-floor brick-concrete building for fire protection.

At the same time, the house on the second floor can be built up at any time, depending on the demand.

"Hanhan, it's the twelfth lunar month, and the year is almost over."

In the greenhouse, the chief and Hanhan cooperated to put salt water in plates and put them in corners.

Bees in greenhouses must have extra salt water, otherwise the bees will die due to malnutrition.

"Quick, pass, um! Hehehehe!" Zhu Wentian picked off a cucumber, rubbed it with his hands, and took a bite.

"After the new year, shall we go and see the official schools in the counties of Ningguo Prefecture? If there are good ones, we should first inquire about the situation. It's not easy to recruit a son-in-law."

The chief put down another plate, thinking about the girl in the village who was about to marry.

"The door-to-door son-in-law we recruit is different from others. Tell us the conditions, and I believe that poor people with many sons in the family will agree."

Zhu Wentian didn't worry about this. The son-in-law of Xiaqiu Village built a building alone, and he didn't live with the elders of the woman's family, and he didn't have to be handled like an animal.

Of course, when it’s time to work, you must work. Everyone does it. Laziness is not a village person.

At the same time, the village can also build a library, take books from the library here, do poor people have so many books to read?
Plus a lot of pen, ink and paper, not lacking in food and clothing, and going to the doctor when sick, how can ordinary people dare to think?
The chief put down another plate: "Okay, people in our village also worry about marrying a wife, there are too many secrets."

"The previous ones are the same. In the early stage, we don't let them touch too important secrets, such as glass and tuo carts."

Zhu Wentian wasn't anxious about this either. After living a good life in Xiaqiu Village, who would want to leave?Naturally, the same interests must be maintained.

The two of them walked towards the door while talking, Zhu Wentian fell silent, and the expression on his face turned into a naive look.

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"Master Zhu! We still have to get food. They said that we will have dinner at Fu Hua Lou, and then we will have to eat at midnight. That meal at midnight is not enough."

Shopkeeper Xu ran over to ask for help. His expression was not very good, obviously it took a lot of energy to communicate with the guests.

"Would you like to help me with the cooking?" The village chief wanted to show concern. Fuhua Building sells [-]% of the dishes in Xiaqiu Village, and the cheapest dishes are [-] renminbi.

"Ah? That's great, you guys are willing to help out, we share..."

"It's still Sanqi. The village's kitchen is ready. If you don't have time for any dish, ask someone to step over and tell us. We will make it right away, so as not to delay the distinguished guests."

The head of the village refused to change the dividend ratio, and it was meaningless to calculate one account.

Shopkeeper Xu ran away, came back after dozens of breaths, and handed over the recipe.

The people in Xiaqiu Village prepare the dishes according to the recipes. The children help to choose and clean the dishes, and then start to cook the big pot meals for themselves and others.

The cooks in ten villages rested and helped at night, and the children took over. They had to cook meals for more than 700 people.

Zhu Wentian was the main force, with the shovel flying up and down, frying a big pot, then turning around and frying two pots of the same dish.

After dinner, the craftsmen and those who stayed in the store came to pick up the meals, including those who worked in the library.

The ten cooks also ate half full and continued to wait. Obviously, Fuhualou could still persist.

Another half an hour passed, the children were all asleep, and Zhu Wentian stayed in the kitchen, writing the title of the book there.

Wang Zhen's Nong Shu, Fan Sheng's Book, Nong Sang Collection, Nong Sang Summary, Chen Tan Nong Shu, Taiping Yulan, Nine Chapters of Arithmetic, Sea Island Arithmetic, etc.

According to Zhu Xichuan's words, if you ask the library what books are needed, you will list the books that are currently available and show them to the students when the time comes.

Zhu Yuanzhang's requirements are too high, unlike the stereotyped essays that followed, he can test current affairs policy, and he can test horseback riding, archery, calligraphy, and arithmetic.

That is to say, those who were admitted by Zhu Yuanzhang were actually unqualified, and he would be unhappy when he came again next year.

Then you have to find enough 'miscellaneous books' for the students to let them learn. As for horse riding and archery, you can find an opportunity to find a place outside the city to practice.

"Two plates of stir-fried kale, help me." A guy next door stepped over and shouted.

"Okay!" The chef responded.

"Me alone." Zhu Wentian put down his pen, washed his hands, heated up the pan, and the garlic and kale next to him were all ready.

He spooned some lard into the pan, put garlic...

The charcoal was burned in the stove, and soon a plate of stir-fried kale was prepared and put on a plate, as well as the one next to it. Two plates were ready and sent over on a tray.

"Stir-fried shredded pork with fennel, three plates." The man shouted again, continuing to cook here.

"Stir-fried kale, or two plates." The man came over.

With the help of Xiaqiu Village, the pressure on the back kitchen of Fuhua Building was relieved.

As a result, shopkeeper Xu was under pressure. He had just brought over two plates of stir-fried kale. When passing by someone else's table, the other party took a casual look and smelled it.

He froze for a moment, then tasted the stir-fried kale on his table, stood up, and followed him to a table where the two knew each other.

"Brother Fang." He greeted first.

"Brother Liu." The other party got up.

"Brother Fang, your stir-fried kale is different from mine." Liu said, pointing to the dish.

"What's the difference?" Fang's surname wondered.

"I'll bring mine to you for a taste."

"it is good."

When the dishes were served, the person surnamed Fang took a bite, and then ate his own, his eyes lit up.

"Brother Fang, may I try yours?" the one surnamed Liu asked.

"Eat, you're welcome."

"Okay." He took a bite, then gritted his teeth: "Man, come here, at the same price, how is his better than mine?"

"Impossible!" The man was watching from the side.

"Taste it yourself, and we'll talk after you've tasted it."

"Then I really ate it." The guy ate the previous one with a pair of chopsticks, and then changed the pair of chopsticks to eat the last one, and then...

"Have you tasted it yet?" the one surnamed Liu asked.

"Actually... this one is quite delicious, right? Just wait, I'll find the shopkeeper." The man couldn't go on talking, so he went to the shopkeeper.

Shopkeeper Xu came up quickly, apologized first, then tasted the same, and sighed: "Oh~~~"

"Shopkeeper Xu, what's the matter?" the one surnamed Liu asked.

"I'm not afraid that Brother Liu will know that many dishes in my Fuhua Building are taught by the Danqing shop next door that sells boxed lunches, and they also provide these young and tender vegetables in winter.

I was too busy in Fuhua Building, and Zhu Lichang, who was opposite, was willing to lend us their cook for box lunch. If there was any dish that was too late, let them know, and they would serve it.The stir-fried kale served at the end is..."

Shopkeeper Xu stopped, but the people eating around had already understood.

"That is to say, the dishes that sell boxed lunches for three to five yuan are more delicious than your Fuhualou? Then why do they insist on selling boxed lunches?"

The guest surnamed Fang thought it was funny, the food at Fu Hua Lou was very expensive.

"Brother Fang, the library is also theirs. Among the six shops around, I am the only Fuhua building that is not theirs. Look at the demolition of so many houses behind, they bought it."

Shopkeeper Xu used another way to prove why he sells boxed lunches, happy!

　This chapter is yesterday, and there is more!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)