1253 Yi Cang

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When Lao Lin picked up the carriage from the other side of the river, Xiao Han had already lit a fire and set up a pot in an open space by the river.

Xiao Han has a standard when traveling, that is, he will never grieve his stomach if conditions permit!

So in his motorcade, pots and pans are a must-have, and soy sauce and seasonings are indispensable.

Several cauldrons placed on the rocks were emitting fragrant aromas.

On several piles of firewood, the wooden sticks with fish on them were spinning happily, and the strong aroma floated far away in the wind!

Smelling the aroma of rice, Lao Lin's stomach couldn't help but growl.

He hadn't eaten anything all morning, and it was already past dinner time. How could he not be hungry when he saw Xiao Han's whole fish feast?

"Hey! Dad! There are two other brothers, come over and have something to eat together!"

Xiao Han saw Lao Lin getting off the boat from a distance, smiled and stood up and waved to him, asking him to come with him.

"No! No! I just need to go home and have something to eat!"

When Lao Lin saw Xiao Han calling him, he was about to refuse, but he didn't want to be stunned but he had already run over. Without saying anything, he pulled him towards Xiao Han.

When Lao Lin's two sons saw that their father had passed by, they looked at each other and followed him politely.

Having a picnic near the river is quite fun.

In addition, the ingredients for this picnic are all fish freshly caught from the river, so it can be considered half the fruit of my own labor!

Even if the taste is slightly lacking, in this case, it is definitely more delicious than what the restaurant chef prepares!

A lot of fish in one net!

So almost everyone on Xiao Han's side was holding a stick to grill fish.

Veterans like Xiao Han and Xiaodong have already mastered the essence of grilled fish.

Whether it's the heat or the seasoning, everything is just right. In a short while, the fish in your hand turns golden in color and fragrant.

There were also some in the team, like Ziyi, who had very little experience in outdoor barbecues. In a hurry, they kept pushing the wooden sticks in their hands towards the fire.

The end result is this: in just a few strokes, either the fish is burnt black, just like being cremated, or the stick on which the fish is skewered is broken by the flames, and the fish falls into the fire, causing the surrounding people to burst into laughter.

"My father-in-law, you said that Jiangnan has a good harvest of grain. If we want to buy a large amount of grain, which city should we go to?"

Stuffing the almost-roasted fish into Ziyi, who was holding a bare wooden stick in a daze, Xiao Han chopped the fish in Xiaodong's hand again, ignoring his resentful eyes, and smiled and turned his head to the person who had just sat down. Lao Lin inquired about the situation.

Although they had made general arrangements for this trip before setting off, after all, they were short on time and did not fully understand the situation in Jiangnan.

And Lao Lin greets and sends people off on this river every day. He has seen a lot of people and things, and he is well-informed. Maybe he can save them from taking the wrong path.

"If the customer wants to purchase a large amount of food at once..."

Lao Lin had received five guan of money from Xiao Han, so he had a very good impression of this generous guest! After hearing this, he immediately thought about it for a while, and then said after careful consideration: "Old man, I think it would be best for you to go directly to the place where the most food is gathered in the south of the Yangtze River!"

"Then where is the most food gathered in the south of the Yangtze River now?" Xiao Han rolled his eyes. He also knew how to buy from places with more food, but the problem is: you should make it clear where there is more food!

Old Lin may have felt that he had said nonsense, so he blushed slightly and said, "The places with the most food in the south of the Yangtze River are Suzhou, Hangzhou, and Huzhou! If a customer wants to buy everything at once, he will probably have to go to these three places."

Xiao Han raised his eyebrows and asked: "Oh? These three places are big cities, how can they have food reserves? When we just passed by Yangzhou, there was no food in Yangzhou city!"

Lao Lin chuckled and said: "Haha, guest, you are so wrong! It is true that Yangzhou is a big city you said, but it is not a big city for growing food! It relies mostly on buying its own food, so how can it still accumulate food?

The three places I'm talking about, Suzhou, Huzhou and Hangzhou, have been the land of plenty since ancient times. Shenhou Rice has appeared in the past two years. I heard that there has been so much food that even the free warehouses can't put it in. You can go over now and just buy it! It is estimated that the food in these charity warehouses alone will be enough for you to harvest for a while! "

"Yicang? What is that? Why haven't I heard of it?" Xiao Han suddenly heard a new name and couldn't help but frown slightly and asked Lao Lin.

"Yi Cang..." When Lao Lin heard Xiao Han ask about this, he smiled slightly, with memories on his face, and said: "Yi Cang happened when I was a child! At your age, even if you see it, you probably don't know it. What is it for?"

"Then what is it used for? I asked you, father-in-law, can you finish your sentence in one breath! Don't make people's appetites?" The fish in Xiaodong's hand had been snatched away by Xiao Han. At this time, Xiaodong was squatting there doing nothing and listening to Lao Lin. Talking to Xiao Han, when he heard the itch, he saw that Lao Lin was being secretive and couldn't help but complain.

Lao Lin glanced at Xiaodong with a smile, and was not angry at what he said. He just shook his head and said: "The free warehouse is naturally used to store food! But unlike those official warehouses and private warehouses, it is located in a local area and is managed by each individual. Every household spontaneously stores grain in it during good harvest years, and then takes it out for emergency relief in disaster years. So it is called a public granary?"

"Let the people put food in there voluntarily?" Xiao Han frowned and asked strangely: "Who came up with this idea? Put food in there voluntarily? What if people don't put food in there? Isn’t it an empty warehouse?”

Lao Lin cupped his hands and said to Xiao Han: "This is the method implemented by Emperor Wen at the beginning! But as the guest said, spontaneity is simply unreliable!

Because in the first year, even if all the families put food in, but only one family does not, then other people will not put food in in the second year.

So this thing was later controlled by the government and laid down the rules! There is a certain amount of money for each household to put away. In this way, the charity warehouse has really been useful in years of great disasters.

However, unlike Emperor Wen who was considerate of the people, when Emperor Yang came to power, he immediately recruited people and used troops. At that time, half of the people in a village had to be away from home, and Yicang was abandoned!

Until now, although the times are getting better again, the government no longer takes charge of it, so the free warehouse is used as a private warehouse and an official warehouse. "

"Oh, this free warehouse is just like buying insurance!" Xiao Han understood the principle of free warehouse, and he couldn't help but feel a little more admiration for the emperor who founded the Kaihuang rule.

(ps Regarding Yang Jian, history has mixed reviews. Needless to say his achievements and contributions, but according to many historical records, he was not very good to the people! One of the most concentrated expressions is food!

According to records, Yang Jian had a special obsession with food, and especially liked to collect and hide it! During his reign, there were several natural disasters, but he would rather cry and show off than open a warehouse to store grain. Sometimes, he would take the opportunity to reach into the charity warehouse he founded and steal grain from it.

Of course, history books are written by people. After thousands of years, no one knows the true situation at the time. Coca-Cola only wrote it based on some historical records for everyone's reference. If there are errors, don't blame Ami Tofu. )