Villager of Daming

Chapter 275 Gu, the new job kid in the library (Thank you for the fifth monthly ticket!)
Zhu Biao left with the food and saw that there were no outsiders around. Zhu Wentian and the head of the village suggested: "We can sell the bamboo fungus and white fungus to the barbarians."

"The barbarians like to eat?" The head of the village had no impression of the barbarians.

"No, but we can let them eat, they haven't bathed before! We successfully sold them soap, saying it can prevent diseases.

Their disease is actually over, it's just that too many people have died, and the faces of those who survived have changed.

If we tell them that eating tremella and bamboo fungus can cure diseases, they will believe it, just find any imperial physician to make up nonsense for them. "

Zhu Wentian admitted that the people over there have no love for white fungus and bamboo fungus, and whether they like it as food or not is another matter when they are used as medicine.

Chief: "..."

He found that once Hanhan made all kinds of calculations with barbarians, he wished he could turn them into cattle and plow fifty acres of land in a day.

Turning around, the people of Ming Dynasty were very willing to spend money, and tried every means to increase the yield and income of the people.

But after thinking about it, he thought it was a good idea: "In that way, after we breed, we will not worry about sales, and the price will be maintained. I will write a letter to the prince in the afternoon."

"Prepare canned hawthorn, they like to eat sweet and sour things, white fungus mixed with canned hawthorn is good." Zhu Wentian mentioned another thing.

"Brother Hanhan, we also like to eat, shall we have it tonight?" the little girl said.

"Eat, late, um!"

"Hey hey hey hey!" The little friends said together with Zhu Wentian.

After the meal, everyone left here and circled to the west.

There are still so many guests upstairs in Fuhua, and there are also many children in front of the library. Some are sitting next to drinking water, and some are reading with books.

At this time, willow catkins have appeared, like drizzle, after a while, walking outside will cause a lot of hair and body sticking.

"Lao Li, are the children willing to come to the library to read?" the chief greeted the veteran.

"The grown-ups in their family went to work, and they were worried about leaving them at home. Since they came to the library to borrow books, they are not so afraid of scholars.

Children read books here, and they can ask scholars if they don't understand.They brought their own rice and pancakes and ate them with hot water.

The food delivery person came, and the dishes and soup they ordered for them were not good for others to eat, they watched. "

The veteran introduced the situation. The children are all young, and the older children work together.

Children who are too young must be taken with them when they are working. Children who are unable to work and run around are the most troublesome.

"It seems that we will have to cook more meals tomorrow. If someone finds out that this is possible today, they will definitely throw their children in the library tomorrow."

Li Chang laughed, he regarded the library as a place to take care of children.

At the same time, he doesn't think there is any burden. There is a large space behind the library, which can accommodate them. The rest is just food money.

The children outside saw the people in Xiaqiu Village with a hint of cowardice and envy in their eyes.

The little girl took out her pocket, grabbed a handful of snacks and stuffed it for one child, and the others followed suit.

"Take it! These are people from Xiaqiu Village, they call them brother and sister." The veteran said beside him.

The children clasped their little hands together, took the snacks, and shouted thank you brother and sister one after another.

When the crowd left, they still stared behind the villagers of Xiaqiu Village. They had eaten food today, and the food was their own, which meant that they didn't need to bring anything when they came back tomorrow.

"Hanhan, how many can come tomorrow?" Entering the store, the village chief wanted to estimate the number of people to be served tomorrow.

"Only people from the vicinity can come. There are only 50 people in Nanjing. The place is huge! You can't go far to leave your children here and go to work.

Children of this age only account for a part of the proportion. The younger ones have to carry them down to the ground, and the older ones are used as half of the labor force.

Can there be 800 people?Our library occupies 26 normal houses with courtyards. There are eight houses next to it that cannot receive children, and neither can the first two houses.

The remaining 3000 sets of Luoyun Zhai and pickle restaurant have an area of ​​two floors, so even [-] people will be fine. "

Zhu Wentian estimated the reception capacity of the library and the possible arrival of children, and thought it could be tolerated.

The chief was relieved, and then squeezed the space between his eyebrows again: "How do you cook the food? Who knows how much?"

"The dishes are prepared for 2000 people, and the meals are prepared for 3000 people. There are really 3000 people. Each child gets a little less food and more pickles. Isn't ordinary people just using pickles as dishes?"

If a thousand children come, they will be given as normal, and the rest will be given to Wang Yiqian and the others who cook for them in the evening.

The children's appetite was not as good as those of their workers, so they felt that the food was a little bad, so they scrambled the rice with eggs. "

Zhu Wentian has arrangements, Xiaqiu Village has no shortage of people to eat, and now recruits a lot of apprentices to help share the work.

The apprentices are newly recruited and have no cooking skills, so they cook slowly, cook their own meals, and give them a taste comparison every few days.

The master would stand by and give pointers when they were doing it by themselves. The disciples were willing to work, but they were afraid that the master would not teach them.

"Oh!" The chief was relieved, and after listening to Hanhan talking about the Black Death, he turned and went out to see the people eating box lunch.

The children were soaking white fungus, and they didn't forget that there was a dish of canned hawthorn mixed with white fungus at night. Adults don't need to worry about this kind of thing, they can cook by themselves.

The chief went outside to say hello to the diners, and then went back to his room to write the question book, in the official format of the official.

Regarding the attempt to fool the barbarian people into believing that tremella and bamboo fungus can cure the Black Death, Hanhan said that the disease would cause a sore throat, difficulty breathing, fever, and bleeding.

Then bamboo fungus and white fungus are medicines for nourishing yin and moistening lungs, clearing heat and relieving cough, so eating this is just right for the symptoms.

In this way, it's easy to fool around. I feel that eating this kind of food, adding soap and washing it with a small smell, can prevent the Black Death.

Anyway, the Black Death has passed, so there is no problem with how to use it, the main thing is to sell things outside.

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In the evening, after work, the adults went to the library to pick up the children, and asked if there was any mischief?What have you done?
When they learned that the library provided vegetables and soup, and told them that there was no need to bring food tomorrow, the parents kept thanking them and decided to keep their children here tomorrow.

Tell the library that after a while of work, you can come and help with the work, and the vegetables in the vegetable field will grow and deliver the vegetables.

The head of the village took the children to Donghuamen. The children made their own meals in the afternoon and pushed them over to provide for the prince.

"Yo! I just wanted to tell you! At noon, the princess heard that we sell bamboo fungus and white fungus, so she wants to eat canned hawthorn mixed with white fungus."

Zhu Biao was pleasantly surprised when he saw the dish that the children were eating.

"The children also want to eat after talking. The days are getting better, so you can eat when you want." The chief responded, and at the same time took out the question book and handed it over.

Zhu Biao was slightly taken aback, received it, and was not in a hurry to read it. He hadn't seen Xiaqiu Village's title book for a long time, and he said everything in person.

(End of this chapter)