Villager of Daming

Chapter 308 Too Strong and Troublesome (Part [-])
"Zhu Lichang, you give me two blocks, and I also want to deliver mung bean water."

Shopkeeper Xu, who ate a small garlic box together, explained his purpose. He saw that the people in Xiaqiu Village were all over Nanjing to deliver mung bean water, and he planned to deliver it too.

He knew why his Fuhua Building was able to run steadily, and he had to do what he had to do.

The village chief waved his hands: "Originally, I, Xiaqiu Village, wanted to do something. Since shopkeeper Xu wants to do good, why don't shopkeeper Xu do it."

"What's the matter?" Shopkeeper Xu asked naturally.

"Shangyuan County and Jiangning County each have a nursing home. Tomorrow Lixia will send them food. Xiaqiu Village originally planned to send egg custard. Fuhua Building..."

The head of the village didn't want shopkeeper Xu to waste time by sending mung bean porridge to people on the street.

Xiaqiu Village can hire people to do this job, but even if Fuhualou hires people, the organization ability is not good enough, and it is guaranteed to be a mess.

"That's right, eggs, Lixia can stand eggs, egg custard is good, egg custard..." Shopkeeper Xu said with a embarrassed expression.

In his impression, egg custard is one or two eggs beaten in a bowl, and then steamed in a pan.

He thought of the number of people in the Nursing Home, many bowls are needed, the key stove is not enough, and dozens of bowls are steamed at a time, when should we start steaming?

"Shopkeeper Xu brought the eggs over, and Xiaqiu Village made them in a large pot, which can steam six large pots at a time, and you scoop them up like tofu brains for the people in the Nursing Home to eat."

The head of the village saw the difficulty of shopkeeper Xu. Although Fuhualou is one of the best restaurants, in terms of cooking ability, only Guanglu Temple in Nanjing can compare with Xiaqiu Village.

"Can't I just give you the money?" Shopkeeper Xu thought it would be great to ask Xiaqiu Village to help steam the eggs, so he wanted to be lazy even more.

"Come and pick it up tomorrow morning." The chief looked at shopkeeper Xu with contempt.

"Okay, okay!" Shopkeeper Xu smiled and got up and left without asking how much it was.

Theoretically, there is no need to give this money. The last time the head of the village took Shopkeeper Song and others to Fuhua Building for dinner, he didn't give any money.

However, Fuhualou bought cooking wine, broth and oyster sauce from Xiaqiu Village for money.

……

In the beginning of summer, some people cook eggs for their family members. When it is hot, they will make up for it. If possible, they will buy meat to eat.

You can't eat bland food now, people are short of oil and water, and they need to rely on their bodies to resist when it's hot.

"Is this tofu nao?" Zhu Biao came to Donghuamen to pick up food early in the morning, and saw a large basin that could be used to wash clothes, and the stuff in it looked like tofu nao.

"The tofu nao will be packed in a bucket. The tofu nao is ordered, and the egg custard is steamed, so it can't be steamed in a bucket."

The Lichang pointed to a piece of pots with lids and said that there were also buckets, which were filled with bittern.

The bamboo basket next to it is filled with small twisted twists as big as a thumb, and they are soft, plus the sweet and sour kimchi cucumber made last night and the freshly made scallion oil thousands of slices this morning and other side dishes.

"Zhu Lichang, why..." Zhu Biao looked at too many things and wondered.

"I made too much, the village eats this today. Yesterday the shopkeeper Xu from Fuhualou came..." The chief of the village explained the reason.

He was afraid that the supply would not be available, so he asked the village to do it together, and made more than 200 pots of egg custard and [-] barrels of bittern.

Shopkeeper Xu led someone to take away half of the egg custard and stew, but did not take pickles and staple food, which Fuhualou can cook.

The leftovers in Xiaqiu Village obviously couldn't be eaten up, so I sent a bunch to the mansion of Qin Wang Zhu Xi, and everyone in the mansion ate it.

Send a bunch to the library, and now naturally have to send a bunch to the Prince's Mansion.

Zhu Biao looked at the size of the basin and nodded understandingly: "Xiaqiu Village has a profound heritage, where can we find many eggs?"

"For those with duck eggs and goose eggs, egg custard was sent to the Prince's Mansion. I'm afraid I won't be used to the taste of goose eggs and duck eggs." The head of the village said that we were also under a lot of pressure.

"Is there any left?" Zhu Biao agreed, because he was familiar with the eggs and would not eat other egg custards.

"Yes, there are still twenty pots left! I won't make so many next time." Li Chang showed a distressed expression.

"For the ministers, there is usually no food in the morning, only a meal at noon. It used to be outside the Fengtian Gate, but the etiquette is cumbersome, and many people don't want to bother.

Later, send them to their respective places of business, it is better to add breakfast for them, some people came early and did not eat. "

Zhu Biao thought of a way to help Xiaqiu Village deal with the endless food.

The head of the village immediately agreed and sent the rest of the callers over.

So today the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty all ate the egg custard bestowed by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. There was no small twist, and no side dishes were needed.

The stew is salty, so it happens to be eaten with egg custard.

Wang Guangyang looked at the bowl of egg custard in front of him, and said to Hu Weiyong, "Today, His Royal Highness actually gave you something good. It's Lixia!"

He is very satisfied with this breakfast, not to mention the eggs, there are diced lean meat, diced carrots, diced cucumbers, fungus, diced shreds, diced mushrooms, coriander and green onions in the stew.

Hu Weiyong glanced at Wang Guangyang, and said, "His Royal Highness is really considerate of his subjects, a blessing to Ming Dynasty."

In fact, the officials all knew how this thing came about. The Shangyuan County Yamen was the closest, and they sent the question book early in the morning, praising Fuhua Building for sending a large amount of egg custard to the Shangyuan County Nursing Home.

Then some people said that Xiaqiu Village had done too much, and the craftsmen had already prepared breakfast, so there was no need for it, and the same was true for other hired workers.

I sent a bunch to the Prince Qin's Mansion, and a bunch to the Prince's Mansion, including the library, but there were still some leftovers.

That pot can contain more than 100 bowls, and the last ones are all given to the palace, not only for officials, but also for busy eunuchs and court ladies.

But who dares to speak out directly?All have to praise His Highness the Prince.

"After all, it's the food of Xiaqiu Village. Do you still have Lu'er? Leave me a bowl. I brought a pancake to eat when I'm hungry."

Wang Guangyang didn't care who gave it to him, anyway, the food in Xiaqiu Village was good, so he remembered that he still had a noodle cake.

I didn't eat in the morning, so I ate a few bites when I was hungry, and it happened to be sent to Lu'er.

"Wang Cheng still has more, and there are more stews. I can't finish them at all. I think I can eat them at noon. I won't be afraid of cold when I keep them." Someone outside responded.

Hu Weiyong then shouted: "Leave a bowl for me too."

Turning his head to find fault: "Lu'er is not done well, it should be put in frangipane."

Others are silent, too lazy to talk to him, eating egg custard with frangipane?
……

On the second day of Lixia, more large merchants began to deliver things, learning from Xiaqiu Village and Fuhualou.

The common people enjoyed the benefits, and those who sold mutton soup and other soups, including tea, were unhappy.

Everyone else runs out to drink for free, who will spend it?

Fortunately, two days later, a heavy rain fell, and the deliverers stopped. It is estimated that it will be cooler tomorrow.

On Zhu Yuanzhang's table, there are several question books, sent from Shandong, saying that it rained a few days ago, so that the people who were watering could have a rest.

It is also mentioned that this year's production should not be reduced by much, at most half of it. This is because some people have too many people and too little land to irrigate, and they are not willing to spend money to find helpers, thinking that it will still rain.

"It's good not to reduce production! I really can't imagine what will happen if there is a severe drought in one place last year and a large reduction in production, and another severe drought in Shandong this year."

After a while, Zhu Yuanzhang was afraid that the people would have to look for food everywhere if they didn't have enough to eat, many people would starve to death, and robbery and other things were normal.

(End of this chapter)