Villager of Daming

Chapter 834: Qingming Luoxiang Caught with Iron Net

People are arriving one after another, and they have to find a place first. There is no fixed place, first come, first served. There are too many people and there is no shed to use, so they can only set up street stalls on the ground further outside.

The common people agree that there is no market tyrant, that is, when someone does not come, the stall must be kept, and whoever occupies it will be beaten. Some even occupy a few good spots and rent them to others.

Some market authorities are unwilling to take care of it and turn a blind eye.

However, in some places where villages used to set up stalls, there was no market leader, which would cause fighting between villages, and each village would take charge of the people in its own village.

As for outsiders, how can they dare to fight with a few villages? Only the current model outside Xiaqiu Village is most likely to cause problems.

It just so happens that the people who come here are the most observant of the rules. They must clean their stalls when closing the stalls. Whether they can occupy them tomorrow depends on luck.

New arrivals first find a seat, put down their things, and then go to the hand-washing area to wash their faces. There is hot water there, pipes connected from the village, boiled water for drinking and warm water for hand-washing.

"Hey...￥#!#**..." Zhu Yuanzhang was eating, drinking, chatting and watching the excitement upstairs. He saw a person standing in a position and shouting to this side. He was far away and couldn't hear clearly. The most important sound was "Hey..." obvious.

Just like the way people fishing at the seaside and rivers shout, try to use accents and single words, such as hey~~ hey hey hey hey, continuous shouting, and oh~~oh oh oh...

With such a shout, people fishing together will know what it means.

"Your Majesty, please wait for a moment. Someone will take a look. Usually the things they bring are kept fresh for a short period of time, so they ask anxiously. If the village doesn't want them, they will immediately take them away and send them to other morning markets." A young man said.

Sure enough, after a while, the villagers came up and said: "Your Majesty, the mayor, someone used a wheelbarrow to push two sacks of snails. He said that the family started fishing from the morning until dark, filled the sacks and poured water. When they were pushed here, less than one hour.”

"Your Majesty, eating snails during the Qingming Festival is like competing with a big goose. There is also a big goose that is competing against a fat goose.

The people have no money to eat meat, and the current snails are fatter because they have not yet produced seeds.

There are many ways to eat it, stir-fried with sauce is the most delicious, or boiled and eaten with wine, food or snacks. "

The chief first talked about the problem of snails, and also asked Zhu Yuanzhang if he wanted them. His Majesty asked, and the decision-making power must be given to His Majesty.

"In that case, buy it! Pick out the bad ones and let's eat fresh ones. The people are actually more willing to use the money from selling snails to buy big geese." Zhu Yuanzhang naturally asked for it, since he didn't do it anyway.

The people in the village took the guards from each government out to carry the basins, and selected the snails under the light. They looked at whether they were dead or alive and according to their size, and then gave different prices.

The other party has a family of five. The couple has three children. The youngest is just a little girl who can just walk.

The people in the village led the guards to sort them. The five people were arranged to wash their hands and drink hot soup to warm their stomachs. The children put popcorn sticks in their hands and they stood there watching.

Another villager asked if there were any wounds on the body when fishing for snails. If there were any wounds, they would need further treatment to avoid being infected by parasites.

Two sacks of snails weighed [-] kilograms, a day's work for four people, not counting the youngest. She could not do anything but get in the way.

The people in the village first talked about the grade of the snails and looked at each other. The other people just nodded and accepted whatever you said. Don't let your family work for a day in vain.

"These twenty-one kilograms of shells are crushed, and they still look fresh. I'll give you five cents in total. These forty kilograms are too small and worthless. I'll give you five cents in total, or you can take them away and sell them somewhere else.

The other medium and large ones will be given to you two hundred cents in total, and the extra large ones will be counted separately, sixty by head, and two cents each.

There are three hundred and thirty coins in total. If you agree, we will accept it, or you can take some of them separately and you can add them all up, then eat and don’t be busy walking. "

The villagers made good statistics and discussed with the other party, but there was actually nothing to say. The other party just nodded, the two older children smiled brightly, and the youngest girl just held the popcorn stick in her mouth and swallowed it down, holding tightly to the stick that had only eaten a little bit with her two little hands.

"If you want treasure money, do you also want snails? I can still fish for snails at my house tomorrow. I use a fishing net made of wire and draw a bunch of them in one stroke. It is the first time I used it today. I am not familiar with it. It is just me. I will make it for my wife tomorrow too. one."

The man kept swallowing and was shocked by this number, three hundred and thirty cents!
  "Don't you worry about buying wire? Can you use it to make a net?" The villagers were curious. Others fished with bare hands. Children could dig in with their own hands, or weave a net with hemp and use bamboo as a frame.

This family actually thought of using iron wire. Iron wire can exert strength and is strong. It sticks to the bottom of the river and can pick up stones.

"Rabbit, a cage for raising rabbits." The eight or nine-year-old boy said there: "Dad learned to raise rabbits. He said that bamboo is troublesome. It breaks easily. Rabbits will die if they get caught in the rain. If the iron ones are good, they will die a lot. , dismantled the net made of rabbit cages.”

"How did you die?" The villagers became interested. As long as the other party is willing to use their brains, the village will help.

"If you know how to die, you won't die." Another boy of six or seven years old shook his head.

"Are we still raising rabbits?" the villager asked again.

"Keep them! There are still some alive! Selling them is better than renting the land. I go out to work and worry about my family. I can raise rabbits at home."

The man said, looking at his family and smiling.

The villager nodded: "In this way, after dinner, you go into the village to rest, and the village will make a fishing net for you. At dawn, the four of you go out, and the baby stays in the village. You come back at noon, have a meal, and I will show you in the afternoon. A place where rabbits are raised in the village. Is that okay?”

"It's done, it's done! I...I'm going to kowtow to you...don't help me, you are so kind and merciful!" The man was about to kneel down, but the guard next to him held him up. There was water on the ground and it was wet.

"Go to the village for dinner, and arrange for someone to give you a bath and change clothes. Your clothes will be washed and dried tomorrow morning." The villager said, picking up the little girl and walking back.

The little girl grabbed the stick with one hand and held the villager's shoulder with the other. She turned to look at her parents anxiously: "Ah, hey, hey..."

As the family entered the village, others looked on with envy.

……

"A man who knows how to think of ways to eat snails tomorrow morning?" Zhu Yuanzhang understood what was going on and was thinking about snails.

"Your Majesty, don't be impatient. Let it grow for two days, vomit out the mud, and try several cooking methods. Your Majesty will see which one you like."

The village chief said and looked at Hanhan. It was Hanhan who led the village to become rich at that time. The resources were there and no one knew how to use them.

Occasionally fishing and catching snails are just to satisfy my craving.

"Fried, sauce, fragrant, sold, fished, eaten, sauce, eh! Hey hey hey!" Zhu Wentian reminded.

"Yes, yes, Jubiqi sells special sauce for frying snails. People can buy it and make it themselves after catching the snails."

Zhu Xi was actually the first to understand that Jubiqi's sauces are now directly edible, and a new variety can be developed.

For example, soybean paste is used for stir-fried dishes, and sweet noodle sauce is used for stewed dishes, and other seasonings are added to them, bought home, and made by the people themselves.

(End of this chapter)