Villager of Daming

Chapter 50 Reconscripting Labor Force and Traveling at Night
After trying the duck head, duck feet, and duck wings, the roast duck was finally served.

The imperial chef in the palace took the duck knife brought by the village, and sliced ​​according to the method introduced, trying to keep the skin on every piece of meat.

The three of them picked up the lotus leaf cake according to the method, spread the sweet noodle sauce, put shredded green onion and cucumber, rolled it up and took a bite.

"Fragrant!" Zhu Yuanzhang narrowed his eyes.

"The duck is really fat, but it doesn't get greasy when you eat it. The duck skin is delicious." Empress Ma followed suit and praised.

Zhu Biao took a sip: "The shredded green onion and shredded cucumber are enough to relieve the greasy, quickly take the duck stand off and make soup."

The duck rack soup is quick to make, the duck rack itself is cooked, the tofu can be eaten directly, and the radish can be eaten raw.

When the three tasted the third roll, the soup and vinegared radish skins were served.

They ate rolled duck meat, drank soup, and chewed radish skin, feeling sublimated.

"If you want a prescription, if you want it, if you want to send it, you have to take the recipe. They can't deliver roast duck every day."

Zhu Yuanzhang felt that he couldn't bear the pain of waiting. Such a delicious roast duck should be available at any time.

"Chongba, you can't always eat other people's food for nothing, send some seafood over there."

Empress Ma was also overwhelmed by the taste of roast duck, and it was not appropriate to give money in return for a gift.

"Okay, here, Biao'er told people to prepare it and take it with them when they go back." Zhu Yuanzhang told his son to do it.

"I'll find someone right now, baby." Zhu Biao got up and asked for arrangements.

"Keep one for dinner, and share the rest with your siblings."

Empress Ma remembered that there were other children who ate new food by themselves, but they hadn't tasted it yet.

Zhu Yuanzhang took another bite: "Sausage, cut a plate of sausage."

When Zhu Yuanzhang drank the last sip of soup and there was not even a chopped green onion left, he touched his stomach with a satisfied face.

Zhu Biao called for someone to flick the cotton, and with the sound of da da da, the cotton was flicked quickly.

Empress Ma took a look at it: "The old cotton that has been used for a long time needs to be played again. Compared with the roast duck, the cotton player is better."

Including those who were called to operate, everyone agreed with the Queen's words.

This thing spins cotton too quickly. There are two or three in a village, which is enough. It is good for the people to have more time to rest even if they have more time.

Zhu Yuanzhang circled the machine twice: "The sticks are made of iron, and the wheels are replaced with wood to save iron. Pass it to the state capitals, and there are other objects made in the village, so that the people can use them."

He can see the benefits of things, saving time and effort.

People don't have to be so tired, they will get sick less, food can be saved, or extra work can be done, even if they weave a few sacks.

He rested for a while and held a small meeting with the minister.

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In Xiaqiu Village, the officials were also full of food, and when they left, they took the roast duck back to say goodbye, not to mention the relatives at home.

They also took away smoked fish and dried fish. They ate some of them, and the rest helped the village change grass.

They had no other material things to return to Xiaqiu Village. They could only see what Xiaqiu Village needed and cooperated immediately. There was no policy problem.

"Magistrate." On the way back, Guan Xiancheng burped: "The village wants to build a new house, but there is no manpower and time. Let's ask someone who has not yet served to help?"

"Huh?" Li Zhixian turned to look at his colleagues.

Guan Xiancheng gave a positive look: "The person who is found will be happy, there is still some time before the rice harvest, and the farming is slack."

"That's right! When they come to work, the village will give them food and gifts." Mr. Zheng echoed.

Wang Dianshi just nodded, supported, very supportive.

"It's okay, when they go back when the rice is harvested, they might get fat one by one!"

Li Zhixian thought that the county magistrate's proposal was acceptable, but he would never dare to do this in another place.

Why let someone else build a house for a village?He is not afraid of Xiaqiu Village.

Xiaqiu Village gave Daming too many things, and the palace allowed officials like himself to eat and get them!

What's more, the servicemen who were recruited, as long as they had a meal, they would be happy, and they had to thank their officials.

If you don’t believe me, look at the [-] people driving and carrying. The smiles are from the heart. Each person will give an extra roast duck to take home for the family to eat.

The lotus leaf cake and other things are all ready, and when I go back, I cut the meat with a knife and roll it up, and then make some water to cook the soup, and the salt is prepared.

What the hell is this called military service?They exchanged the smoked fish and dried fish that were given later for food.

After returning home at night, I lit a torch and mowed the grass. The next day, I took my family to a designated place outside the city to exchange for dried fish.

The dried fish was given to the family, and they drove and followed the car to Xiaqiu Village, taking turns sleeping on the road.

As long as the farm work is not delayed, they are willing to let them continue to work.

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Li Zhixian and others came to Xuancheng at dusk, brought roast duck to Song Zhifu and others, told them about the matter, and the yamen servants set off that night.

They went to a house with poor family conditions, knocked on the door, told them to perform hard labor, set off in half an hour, and gathered at the north gate without bringing anything.

The people who were knocked on the door had no choice but to make some preparations, set up a grass to ignite and discredit them, and hurried on their way.

Someone who came to the north gate first got a piece of smoked fish, but the yamen servant told him not to keep it and he had to eat it now.

The yamen prepared ten extra cars to pull people, a total of [-], and set off before dawn, together with the team pulling grass.

"Yo! Wang Laoji, you're here too?" One of the previous fifty people saw someone he knew.

"Cripple Zhang? Who are you?" Wang Laoji was still savoring the smell of smoked fish, and found an acquaintance.

"I've been lame for three months, and my leg was injured. You're a bricklayer, you...how is your father?"

Lame Zhang asked, the other's father was a bricklayer. When he was working for someone, there was a sudden gust of evil wind, and he fell from the house, breaking more than ten bones.

The family spent a lot of money on treatment and owed the famine. Wang Laolan could only desperately find work and pay it back slowly.

"It's much better. I can catch up with the rice harvest. At night, the yamen servants knocked on the door and asked me to do hard labor. They said I was going to help build a house, alas!"

Wang Laolan sighed as he spoke, his eyes were red.

"Ah! Yes! We talked about the house yesterday, my God! Do you know the people in the county government office?" Lame Zhang understood.

"I know? If I knew them, would they torture me?" Wang Laolan's tears finally fell.

"Fuck me, if you don't know them, they will come to you? Do you know who you are building a house for?" Cripple Zhang was surprised.

"Who does it matter? If it really takes a month, my family will be too late to harvest the rice." Wang Laoji became more and more sad.

"Hey! You'll know when you get to the place. I'll let you go back when the crops are harvested. Sleep, and I'll sleep too. I'll drive the car when I get up later."

Lame Zhang shook his head, yawned, closed his eyes, lowered his head, and narrowed his eyes.

It was daylight, the torches were extinguished, and a village appeared ahead.

"I'll take a nap after breakfast. I worked last night. If I go back this afternoon, I'll have to stay up late."

Li Zhixian, who was riding on a horse before, stopped riding and rubbed his eyes in the car.

There are jobs in the county government, which should belong to him, and he can't escape, just like everyone else.

Fortunately, I was able to rest on the road, and the food in Xiaqiu Village was delicious, so I didn't overwhelm my body.

"Cripple Zhang, where is this?" Wang Laolan, who hadn't slept well and would wake up from time to time, asked.

"Xiaqiu Village, get ready to eat." Lame Zhang regained his energy.

"That Xiaqiu village, which is said to have a lot of big animals? They build houses?" Wang Laoji was even more puzzled.

　There is another chapter today, which will be later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)