There are...a lot.
Wen Zhiyun turned around, with a bit of surprise on his weak face.
Chang Yan nodded in affirmation.
Well, Dr. Wen stepped forward, felt Niu Xianxian's pulse, rolled his eyelids, and finally shook the powder in his sleeve on her mouth and nose.
"Nothing, I'm just anxious." Wen Zhiyun blinked his pitiful eyes, "Take a short rest and you'll wake up in half an hour at most."
Croton powder takes effect in half an hour.
"Thank you, doctor." The Niu family's father and daughter got into the carriage and left.
Wen Zhiyun turned around and smiled at Chang Yan.
Their carriage was knocked loose by Niu Xianxian and had to be repaired. The few of them could only walk home.
Fortunately, the courtyard is not far from the county government office.
Xu Mo returned the files to the county government office and was about to leave when the Wang family's carriage stopped in front of him.
"Brother Wang." He cupped his hands, "In just a few steps, I won't bother Brother Wang anymore."
Although the Wang family's carriage is very comfortable, it belongs to someone else after all.
There was silence in the carriage for a moment. Wang Fufeng opened the curtain and said with a smile, "Brother Xu, you'd better come up. What should I do if I meet another Ma Xianxian?"
Thinking of his helplessness just now, Xu Mo finally got on the Wang family's carriage.
The brother and sister who followed closely made the empty carriage become crowded and lively in an instant.
Jiang Sheng was discussing planting beans with Zheng Ruqian, and Fang Heng occasionally intervened.
Wen Zhiyun and Chang Yan got together and occasionally murmured a few words, as if they had some little secret.
There are many people and it is lively.
very nice.
Without the disturbance from the Niu family, planting beans went smoothly.
Within half a month, all the land was planted with seeds. They were just waiting for the seedlings to emerge and set up sticks. After another two or three months, the beans could be harvested.
Zheng Ruqian was a landlord for the first time, and he was full of novelty about everything. He hovered around the land every day, not only to be wary of someone causing trouble, but also to truly love it.
He even planned to stay until the beans were harvested, and then return to Fucheng with the dried beans to deliver goods to Youranju.
The others had no objections, but Jiang Sheng was anxious.
"We still have a workshop in Fucheng. Second brother, you only focus on picking beans and don't want a workshop?" the little girl asked angrily.
Zheng Ruqian looked at her in astonishment, then nodded.
Needless to say, bacon has become a national food. Any experienced cook in Fucheng can make it, so there is no need to open a workshop.
"Xiao Jiang Sheng, didn't third brother give you the hairpin courtyard? You also said that the workshop belongs to you, so I won't worry about it." Zheng Ruqian deliberately teased his sister.
In the past two years, Jiang Sheng has done nothing else except selling clothes at the beginning.
I thought the little girl would be red-faced and angry before giving up.
Unexpectedly, she clenched her fists and said, "Second brother, you can't give up the workshop. My aunt who can't work in the workshop will have no food to eat."
Just like growing beans.
Dozens of street children have made a living by growing beans, and many people have sold their land out of trust. Zheng Ruqian will continue to grow beans.
The more business you have, the bigger it will be, so that more people can receive wages.
But we must not give up and let those who have food to eat freeze and starve again.
The workshops in Fucheng were closed temporarily, but not forever.
If the bacon business cannot continue, then we should start other businesses.
But what to do.
Jiang Sheng had no clue. In her short life, apart from her elder brother's education, she had eavesdropped on several lectures given by the master in the school.
Some talk about being a human being, and some talk about doing things.
But there is no talk of doing business.
Jiang Sheng was thinking about it in his heart, talking in his sleep even at night, about reopening the workshop and starting a new business.
Zheng Ruqian looked distressed and regretted teasing his sister, so he simply gave her the advice he could think of, "The bacon was taught by Dashan, why don't you ask him if there are any other bacons, or cured meats, or other of."
Jiang Sheng's eyes lit up. When Pang Pangshan came back with the food, he came over with the pastries and said "Brother Dashan" in one mouthful.
Pang Pangshan’s heart melted.
The difference between a smelly brother and a sweet sister is known to everyone.
Especially when there are four stinky brothers in the family, but not even a sweet sister.
If it weren't for the fear that Xu Mo and Zheng Ruqian would be angry at Fang Hengwen Zhiyun Changyan, Pang Pangshan would even want to steal Jiang Sheng away.
"Brother Dashan, do you only know how to make bacon? Are there any other meats, cured meats, etc., as long as they are special meats that are not available in Fucheng." Jiang Sheng blinked his big eyes.
This stumped Pang Pang Shan.
Being able to remember bacon is already a way of remembering his parents.
No matter how much, he really doesn't know how to do it.
But Pang Pangshan didn’t want to see Jiang Sheng disappointed, let alone the dimness in those bright eyes. He racked his brains and almost pulled out the memory of bedwetting when he was a child, “There is another kind of intestine, but I can’t remember its name. What, I just know that it is very fragrant, the juice will explode when you bite it, and the taste is very special."
Intestines from Sichuan and Sichuan regions.
Although there is no specific method or specific name, at least there is a direction.
"It would be great if we could find a maid from Sichuan and Sichuan." Pang Pangshan scratched his head, "They will definitely do it."
How difficult it is.
The Dayu Dynasty had a vast territory and rich resources. I don’t know how many years it would take to travel from south to north, and I don’t know where the Sichuan and Shu regions are.
If it weren't for the talented people who spent half their lives exploring the landscape and recording regional differences, many people wouldn't even know that there were different lives on the other side.
Not to mention, how could someone from the Sichuan and Sichuan areas marry into Xieyang County.
Fortunately, Xiao Jiang Sheng is not someone who gives up easily. Although he feels that it may be small in his heart, he still has to inquire.
What if, what if it really does happen.
So, Xu Mo inquired about her in the Yamen.
Fang Heng inquired when he took eight servants out for training.
Zheng Ruqian asked while planting beans.
Wen Zhiyun inquired when he was out for diagnosis and treatment.
Even Chang Yan used his beauty to find some aunts and aunts to inquire about.
Less than half a month passed, and just when Jiang Sheng no longer had any hope, he actually found out.
There was a woman who went to Sichuan and Sichuan with her parents when she was a child and lived there for several years.
Later, I returned to Xieyang County to get married. Occasionally, I would tell people around me about the lifestyle in Sichuan and Sichuan, and I also made bacon a few times.
But after her husband died, people lingered on the bedside and no longer mentioned the past.
If it weren't for a pair of well-behaved and obedient children, perhaps this woman would have passed away long ago.
Even now, she doesn't know how long she has to live.
