"This..." The captain looked at the remaining two boats and knew that one boat would be at his disposal from now on. He didn't know how to choose.
"No, I don't want eggs, I want meat, it's fragrant, hehehehe!" Zhu Wentian had a choice, and he refused.
The chief immediately understood: "No, no, no, it's good as it is. The pig people don't like it, but it would be fine if it were replaced by meat people. It's delicious."
officers:"……"
Your choice is to spoil the fools in your village? Can pigs and eggs be the same?
Why don't you explain it to the fool carefully? If a family of villagers comes over, you can use it however you want.
"Yichang, look! What if..." Li Zhixian had to persuade.
"I know Magistrate Li and you all are doing it for the good of Xiaqiu Village, but if the village guards in my village don't like it, then don't do it."
The director insists, should I listen to you? Are you kidding me?
I don't know why, but you can ask Hanhan after I send you away.
If you weren't curious, you wouldn't have asked. How could Hanhan harm the village?
Magistrate Song pursed his lips and said: "In that case, let's find a good boatman to do the labor every month!"
He was doing it for the good of the village and listened to the magistrate's suggestion.
If the village doesn't want it and the villagers are disgusted, there's no need to ask why.
My purpose is not to provide relief to the people at all. I just need to find someone to replace me during the shift, as long as it does not affect transportation.
After the matter is settled, everyone looks at the waterwheel.
This is a large waterwheel, more than two feet in diameter. It is not easy to stand it up.
As a result, the village built a frame, a thick wooden frame with many millstones to hold it down, and used the frame to set up a water wheel.
This is no problem, it’s stable! The rope is holding it, pull it!
It was pulled, but not directly. In the village, a gourd was used to lift it, and a blacksmith was asked to do it.
With a roar, six people can slowly pull and move the large water tanker through the hoist crane and support frame.
"Holy shit!" Tongzhi said something dirty. His eyes widened. What is this?
The hoist is just a pulley block. Not only does the work not decrease, but it increases due to the influence of friction.
But the increase in work does not mean that people use all their strength at once.
Six villagers and six hoist cranes slowly lifted the waterwheel amidst the clattering sound.
More villagers are concerned about the weight of the thick frame and pressure stones. Some of them jump on the stones to gain weight.
Tongzhi gasped for breath, and tried his best to lower his voice and said to the prefect: "We can't write a letter. We can't offend the village's elders."
Their methods are endless, and such a big waterwheel can be erected directly.
Shouldn't it be a lot of people shouting slogans to support it? what is this? "
"I know, I know." The prefect was also numb. He understood that it was too easy to adjust the catapult in the military.
When attacking Zhang Shicheng three years ago, they used Huihui artillery, also called Xiangyang artillery, or catapults, to attack the city.
With today's gadgets, how big of a catapult can't be set up?
The two-foot water wheel used in the village is determined based on the water depth. If the water is deeper, it can be three or four feet...
He took a deep breath, rubbed his face, and walked over to Satoshi with a smile on his face.
"Yichang! That..."
"Prefect, I have something to say." The mayor didn't wait for the other party to finish speaking.
"What...is it?" Magistrate Song was worried, and he was even more upset when he saw that the other party would not let him finish his words.
"The six people who pulled the water tanker used a gourd crane. I have pictures and actual objects. The prefect wants to see if it can be used for government affairs?"
The chief has already prepared it. He took out the drawings first. The real thing is easier to handle and is ready-made.
Magistrate Song's smile became more and more natural: "Yi Chang! You have made great achievements. I will definitely come to this court to fight for your merits. Do you think you are stupid?"
Magistrate Song may have felt that he was a little pretentious, so he quickly changed the subject.
Zhu Wentian watched and listened all the time. Sure enough, there must be interests involved! Everyone is not mature enough to be entrusted with life and death.
"Hmm! Ah! Haha! Hey hey hey!" He used continuous modal particles to set it off.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with the other party, he just felt that the relationship between the two parties was not that close.
Contact between people is not black and white.
What's more, neither I nor the other party told the truth, and the other party is guaranteed to be thinking about the master!
Then we will continue to contact each other hypocritically and sincerely based on our respective interests and seek common ground while reserving differences.
"Okay, okay, Yichang, I was anxious to ask about this just now." Magistrate Song said the truth again.
The director handed the drawing to the other party with a smile.
"I'll ask you for credit later. Maybe I can get an iron coupon for the Alchemy Book."
When the prefect of Song Dynasty painted cakes, he painted them first. What if he gave them away?
The manager is so excited, what a solid ticket! Is it really possible? He turned his head slightly, only to see Hanhan shaking his head slightly.
He calmed down in an instant: "I don't want any reward, I should serve the country and the people."
After he finished speaking, he secretly looked at Hanhan again. Hanhan was smiling, "Very good, that's right."
Zhu Wentian was cursing, what kind of iron certificate? That's a reminder!
Zhu Yuanzhang has a dark heart. Those who are on the iron ticket list are basically those who are on the list of gods. You can only get on them if you die.
What? You said you didn't die even after taking the iron ticket?
come on! Live hard and eat whatever you want!
The waterwheels stand up one by one, water, pull out the pins, rotate normally, vomit! It worked.
It was getting late at the same time, and the mayor called all the officials to have dinner.
The sheep were killed and a pound of cooked mutton was given to the helpers from other villages. It didn't look very oily, but it could supplement protein.
This is the easiest way to drink mutton soup and make a big pot of rice.
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The boat containing the soap sailed down the river and arrived in Nanjing. The people on the boat ran to find the prince.
After a series of checks and inquiries, the item was finally delivered.
Zhu Biao didn't waste any time and ordered his people to load the things into the car and take him to see his parents.
Zhu Yuanzhang had approved the memorial in advance and was watching his mother-in-law cooking. He was standing guard at the kitchen door, laughing.
"Chongba, you'll be fine soon." Queen Ma turned around and smiled.
She looks good, can come up with ideas, and is intellectual.
When Zhu Yuanzhang faced her, he showed no dignity as an emperor. The two of them occasionally quarreled, and Empress Ma could scold Zhu Yuanzhang until he was speechless.
If you change someone else, Zhu Yuanzhang will let him know the majesty of the emperor and torture you to death.
Facing Queen Ma, Zhu Yuanzhang took the initiative to serve the dishes and said happily: "That's enough, we've had enough."
"There is another one, stir-fried dried tofu with leeks. It is said to be an aphrodisiac." Queen Ma put the chopped vegetables into the pot.
"I'm not short of Yang, you know that!" Zhu Yuanzhang straightened his back.
"The boss said just now, please come here and order more dishes, otherwise there will be nothing left to eat." Queen Ma winked.
"Here comes Biao'er! That's okay." Zhu Yuanzhang was looking forward to it for a while.
He just likes his eldest son, he is pleasing to the eye, just like the villagers of Xiaqiu Village guarding the villagers.
When Queen Ma finished frying the vegetables and the two of them arrived at the dining table, Zhu Biao arrived with someone in tow.
"Dad, Mom, something has been sent from Xiaqiu Village."
Zhu Biao knew how to address them, and he would never call them father and mother in private.
After saying that, he waved his hand, and the person carrying the things bowed and retreated.
"How much did you bring? Did you say you wanted it? Sit down! Do you need me to say more?"
Zhu Yuanzhang became angry when he said, "Letting you become the prince does not mean that you will be separated from your father and son. What kind of etiquette do you observe as a monarch and a minister?"
