Villager of Daming

Chapter 311

The rain kept falling, the windows were wide open, and there were many pedestrians on the street, especially in Jubiqi diagonally opposite. People were queuing in coir raincoats and bamboo hats.

The rice, noodles, salt, oil, firewood, coal, and vinegar in the store are a little more expensive than other places.

One is that the quality is better, and the other is that Xiaqiu Village does not want to hit the market.

Only soy sauce, soy sauce, and pickles are not sold in ordinary shops, and the price can be set at will, so Xiaqiu Village allows them to sell them.

As for tea leaves, people usually buy some and leave them there until someone comes to visit them. Some people don’t have tea leaves and they will make some brown sugar water.

Zhu Biao probed to see that there was no one on the house, and it was all Xiaqiu Village territory.

"Zhu Lichang, what's for lunch? Hehehe..." Zhu Biaogang asked, and suddenly laughed out loud.

There was a little baby walking with an umbrella, about three or four years old, when a gust of wind blew, and the baby was brought down.

This is not worth laughing at, the key point is that the little baby got up quickly, pointed at the sky and cursed, unable to speak clearly.

Then I was carried in by the people in the beer shop next door, obviously helping to deal with the wet clothes and the baby's mood.

It is worrying for a baby to fall, but it is obviously okay to get up quickly and scold so happily.

"The child can be left to eat, and the clothes will be washed and dried immediately, and it will be just as cute when His Highness's baby is born."

The village head also saw it, and knew how the beer store would deal with it. He wrapped the baby in a bath towel, and then helped wash and bake the clothes.

The baby obviously can't go home anymore, and eats with the adults at home for free.

Because the key point is that there are no protective personnel for those who fall in front of the store, and manpower must be arranged afterwards to provide timely help to the elderly and young.

Other shops will find ways to shirk their responsibility when encountering such things, while those in Xiaqiu Village take the responsibility on themselves.

Because Jubiqi does not have enough space for people to sit and wait indoors, many people line up.

"Buy the back of the store that used to sell fabrics opposite, so that people who line up can go in and stay there." The head of the village thought of a way.

This is the key point of what Hanhan said. A commercial store must have a sense of responsibility and take into account the situation of all customers.

Then in the eyes of everyone, this shop is not only the best in goods, but also the best in virtue. As long as a product is marked with its brand, it is more valuable than others.

"Chief, the lunch list is here, take a look!" The little girl ran up from downstairs and handed over the list.

"Your Highness, here we come." The chief didn't know what to eat before, so he said something else first.

"His Royal Highness, please drink slowly, I'm going down." The little girl said hello and ran down again, and people came to eat boxed lunches one after another.

The head of the village directly gave Zhu Biao the menu and asked him to read it first.

"Fried small fish steak, small eggplant box, small portion of dough, small gluten with sweet and sour sesame sauce, small dish of beef sauce, small portion of fruit."

Zhu Biao read out the content on the small menu, with a puzzled look on his face: "Why is there a small word?"

The village head understands that the pregnant women in the village probably eat the same way, he explained: "Your Highness, it's raining, it's still hot, and the air pressure... just panting is not as comfortable as normal.

At this time, some people tend to lose their temper. I will give you a big steamed bun. When you look at it, you will think about how to finish it. It is too big.

Instead of a lot of small steamed buns, what you think about is to eat a few, and eat one at a time.

Pregnant women are most sensitive at this time, and the princess can suppress her emotions, and the suppression itself will cause harm to the body.

They are all small, the princess can choose at will, this small eggplant box is the most precious, last year's dried eggplant, and only use the small part, breaded and fried.

There is boiled milk in the fruit bag and it is kept in the ice cellar. From receiving the milk to eating it, it will never take more than an hour. "

"Oh oh oh! As soon as you say it, I think it is true. If you give me a big steamed bun to eat, I will feel very uncomfortable."

Zhu Biao admitted that his mood would really be affected, and it would be much more comfortable to replace it with a bunch of small things, one bite at a time.

It turns out that the knowledge of eating is so great, but Xiaqiu Village does not open restaurants, but sells box lunches.

But the more it was like this, the more precious it was that he and the princess could eat the special meals provided by others.

What people don't cook for others is to eat by themselves in the village, and the boxed lunch for outsiders is not so particular.

So when it was almost noon, Zhu Biao led the team back and walked directly to Xihuamen, a large four-wheeled cart that could be pedaled.

The road here is smooth and doesn't need shock absorbers, and the front wheels have gum padding and steering axles.

After entering the Xihua Gate, the shelf on the car was moved to the rail car normally used by the prince, and he rode the rail car back to the prince's mansion.

Pick up the princess, adjust the direction with the disc, and turn it into the Kunning Palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Queen Ma will not come out on a rail car, and neither will other concubines.

Then in the entire imperial city, the prince's car has the highest status, and all cars encountered will give way.

"I smell the smell of bread, do you have any buns?" The princess also pushed a little harder on the car.

"Why buns?" Zhu Biao recalled the past.

"The small ones are easy to eat! One bite at a time, and the big ones annoy me when I look at them, but I can grab a piece and eat it, and I have to give the rest to others."

The Crown Princess doesn't suppress her thoughts at this time, she just says what she has.

"That's right! So Guanglu Temple will never be able to compare with Shangqiu Village. Even for the same dish, Xiaqiu Village arranges it better than Guanglu Temple."

Zhu Biao was convinced in this regard. Guanglu Temple can cook all the meals provided by Xiaqiu Village today, and they all learned from others.

As a result, adding small characters in front of others, one word, makes a world of difference.

Sure enough, when we arrived at Kunning Palace, Zhu Yuanzhang, Empress Ma and Concubine Sun Guifei were all there. Everyone looked at the small things on the plate and they were very hungry.

After Zhu Yuanzhang ate a few, he took a look at what Hao Daer wrote about the planting after the summer harvest in Shandong.

"There is still a shortage of large animals, otherwise there is no need to be so embarrassing and calculating. In addition, agricultural tools really need to be manufactured in large quantities."

Zhu Yuanzhang directly pointed out the key situation, the lack of large animals and iron tools.

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"Hanhan! Now the matter in Shandong is perfectly settled. You are drinking now, so you won't sleep in the afternoon?"

In the back room of Hehe Restaurant, listening to the sound of rain outside, the chief and Hanhan were talking.

"The areas in Shandong near the sea should not focus on agriculture. What is grown in the ground is food, and what is fished out of the sea is also food.

The Daming navy is always wandering around Fujian and Zhejiang, but the Japanese pirates will attack Shandong, so they have to send troops there.

By the way, fish for seafood. The further north you go, the better the seafood. The seafood in cold water has a different taste from other sea areas.

What's more, Bohai Bay is the most suitable for docking ships. The wind and waves are always smaller than other places, and there are natural deep-water ports. "

Zhu Wentian just wanted to drink some beer, so as not to affect his analysis of the situation in the Daming sea area.

(End of this chapter)