Villager of Daming

Chapter 220 Entertaining Those Who Abandoned Later (Fourth)
"Everyone, come and help make the noodles, and eat buns at night." Behind the library, Wang Shu stood there and called for the scholars to come and work.

"Brother Wang, don't know what to do?" A student came over with a look of embarrassment.

"I don't even know how to make noodles. Your Majesty will want you? Learn!" Wang Shu was obviously younger than the other party, so 260 people called him Brother Wang.

He is not polite, he has learned a lot from Xiaqiu Village recently, throwing himself into the city, he will not die of hunger.

At this moment, he is in charge of the affairs of this group of students, so that everyone can learn daily life skills.

"Student, isn't it good to eat buns at night?" Some students were willing to work.

"Now I just finished breakfast, why don't you eat buns for lunch?"

"The steamed stuffed buns are made with dough. Now that it's so cold, I put some dough on them, so I need to find a warm place to cover them."

"Brother Shi Zheng knows a lot."

"My family used to sell steamed stuffed buns. Later, when the war was fought, I was still young. Alas!"

"Then you must teach us."

"Good talk, good talk."

"In the spring of next year, it is said that there will be a re-recording. I wonder if it will be too late?"

"If you don't pass the exam next year, you will have to wait another three years, three years and three years, how many three years are there in your life?"

"Let's talk when you're full first, can't you eat by yourself?"

260 people talked, but no one refused. They ate free meals, used ink and paper provided by others, and read books casually, fearing that they would be kicked out.

Wang Shu always had a smile on his face. He was not in a hurry. The district chief told him that there would be a chance. He was still young and he should lay a solid foundation.

He believes that the chief is not lying. His wife now knows more than 100 characters and has memorized addition and multiplication formulas.

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The cooks in Xiaqiu Village stir-fry big pots of rice. Nowadays, no one spends money on boxed lunches worth ten Wen, but only three or five Wen.

Of course, there are no beggars to beg for food. If you want, you will give it, and then send it to the orphanage.

Box lunches are now being given more and more. If you cook more, you can talk too much, and add a little more rice and vegetables for each person.

Those who came to eat all knew that Xiaqiu Village pitied them, and they couldn't repay them for a while, and waited for a chance in the future.

They came to eat every day, and they found that their appetites were smaller than before, because the vegetarian dishes in Xiaqiu Village also contained oil, and they ate them for a long time to slowly recuperate their bodies.

The price is that the profit from selling boxed meals in Xiaqiu Village is reduced to 5.00%, and if there is still no tax paid, if you pay another [-]% tax...

As the dishes are fried, people come over to eat one after another, serving the dishes one by one. After they finish eating, they will take the dishes to the place where the dishes are collected in front, and the children do not need to collect them.

At the same time, a rag was placed on the table, and whoever finished eating his piece had oil and water wiped it himself.

And the dinner plate must be eaten clean, not a grain of rice is left, it seems that the quality of everyone is very high.

"Zhu Lichang, I'm here to disturb you." Huang De came, and there were two more people behind him.

"Shopkeeper Huang, please hurry up, everyone please, I... I will excuse you first, come here two people, and take Shopkeeper Huang to wait for the distinguished guests to go to the back."

The chief was greeting Huang De and the others when he suddenly saw someone coming from behind, His Royal Highness the Prince.

That being the case, the shopkeeper Huang or something is not important.

Two children came, smiled and asked shopkeeper Huang to go back.

Zhu Xi came from the side, and his guards and the guards of the Prince's Mansion put their hands on the handle of the knife.

Hanhan, who was serving food for others, looked down at the sticks on his body, dropped the spoon and ran over, and grabbed Zhu Biao's hand: "Come on, come on, this, um! Hehehehe!"

"Okay, okay! You haven't opened this upstairs, and we don't have to be afraid if there is a fool around."

Zhu Biao was in a good mood. He looked at the guards of Xiaqiu Village. He didn't forget us. He took a look at the sign on his body before running over. Is this a fool?I'm in a good mood!
A group of people went to the second floor of the building in front, which is a place for a la carte meals.

The children put down what they were doing one after another and went upstairs, and the guards of Prince Qin's Mansion took over the service work.

Some of the guards of the Prince's Mansion stood downstairs and on top of the stairs, while others guarded the windows.

Outside, there are guards from the Prince's Mansion standing on both sides of the street. Fortunately, this place is in Xiaqiu Village, and opposite is Luoyunzhai, which sells beer.

"No need to salute, Chief Zhu, the matter you wrote is too important, so I have no choice but to come here in person."

Zhu Biao pulled Hanhan to sit down, waved his hands, and stopped everyone from kneeling and kowtowing, all of them were his own.

"What would His Royal Highness want to eat?" Seeing that there was no need to kneel, the Li Chang had no choice but to find a topic.

"What do you eat? Let's eat whatever." Zhu Biao is not picky, anyway, he knows that it is impossible to have a box lunch of three to five yuan.

"Thousand sheets of fried shredded pork and green onions, snow cotton bean paste that children want to eat, chicken stewed with chestnuts, steamed eggplant with minced meat, and a soup with boiled cabbage."

Li Changbao dishes, plus dessert today, four dishes and one soup, other dishes such as sausage slices, fennel beans, fried soybeans, kimchi, etc. are not counted, the store can provide more than ten kinds of dishes at any time.

Zhu Biao nodded: "Okay! Let's eat whatever you guys eat."

As soon as he agreed, the head of the village went to get the wine. The brewed medicinal wine was put in wine bundles and scalded. This is barley wine, and barley liquor generally has a low alcohol content, so this is a 55-degree wine head.

If it is replaced by rice and sorghum, the head of the wine can reach nearly [-] degrees, that is, it is picked up when the alcohol content is the highest during distillation.

Jiutou is also called Guotou, which is how Erguotou got its name.

"Your Highness, the dishes will have to be cooked for a while, shall we eat first?"

The chief set up the surrounding dishes, and put a special plate of sauced beef: "I bought it in the market yesterday. We bought most of the cow yesterday. When the two highnesses go back, bring some beef tendon mixed?"

"You serve it up! Go back and make trouble, let them eat it." Qin Wang Zhu Xi didn't want to make a fuss.

"Alright!" The chief went downstairs to fetch things again.

Later, Huang De and other 21 people were stunned. The food and wine were served, but the key people were gone.

"Who is that?" Someone felt slighted.

"Blind? There are so many guards with swords, they must be some king in the palace."

"Look at that age, look at that attitude, how do you think it should be..."

"Don't say it, let's pretend that we don't know anything. Their library is a gift from the Holy One."

"Can we still talk about it?"

"Why can't it? Eight hundred Wen a catty, that's fine!"

"But didn't we say before we came here..."

"I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything, eight hundred Wen a catty, look at Xu Yuan in Fuhua Building, how did you give up the money?"

"I really can't figure it out, why sell lunch boxes?"

A group of brothels reached an agreement in an instant, and they bought it at the price they said in the morning. They decided to eat here all the time, and when the shopkeeper Xu arrived, he would leave.

The chief on the other side had no time to take care of the vegetable buyers, so he brought up the tendons and put cornel oil separately: "This spicy rice oil is made from cornel."

As he spoke, he scooped a little out of his own plate, dipped a tendon, and brought it to Hanhan's mouth: "Hanhan, your favorite food, open your mouth."

Zhu Wentian: "..."

(End of this chapter)