Five days later, at the dock by the river.
Magistrate Song and other officials as well as magistrates from Li Zhi County watched the four people from Zhao Li controlling the ship to Nanjing.
Four days ago, they received news that they would deliver the goods today. They set off before dawn and arrived at the village at the second quarter of the lunar month.
The villagers have already loaded the soap onto the boat and set up the fish slide designed by Hanhan.
It is a slide with turns made of bamboo, including re-lengthened shelves where the fish are handled.
The headmaster invited everyone to have breakfast. There were extra people coming today.
There was a large team of officials. They knew that Xiaqiu Village was harvesting mugwort and polygonum from surrounding villages, so they followed up and issued notices in the county seat.
They decided on their own to exchange the dried fish they brought back, and then recruit people who had not yet served as laborers this year and drive them over.
The village actually had a separate channel to contact the prince and gave him a seal.
Zhu Wentian just told the officials to see if they had any letters to write to the prince and send them as well.
Strengthen their relationship with the palace, and they will be promoted to Nanjing in the future, and many people in the village will take care of them.
Magistrate Song was very grateful. He was not a fool and could see the master's thoughts.
Breakfast consists of fish porridge, fried fish segments, fish glutinous rice dumplings, and pickles.
Those who were drafted for labor service were told when they came out that they did not need to bring their own dry food and could just follow them.
These people come from poor families, so they are usually recruited to work locally, so as not to increase the burden on them.
When they saw the chief asking them to eat together, they looked at the food again and swallowed their saliva.
When it was time to start eating, they wolfed down as much as they agreed to eat.
"Eat slowly, don't eat to death. You can't eat anymore. I'll bring you dried fish when I get back. I won't eat anymore!"
The head of the village refused to eat at first, and persuaded them one by one, promising to give them something.
The other person then stopped rubbing his belly, as if he could eat more of this.
"Really?" The person who was persuaded wanted to confirm.
"Here, give each person twenty pounds." The head of the village promised.
"Your village is having a good time, everyone can tell."
He found that he was different from the people in Xiaqiu Village. People in Xiaqiu Village could not see the food on their faces.
The villagers always smile and never see the sorrow of living in embarrassment.
You can tell at a glance that the clothes are new. There are no patches. If there are patches, they are all removed and used as rags.
The table for eating together is not a patchwork of things, including plates, bowls, and plates.
"You have to be diligent...well! The village sometimes didn't have enough to eat before, so we had to learn new methods."
The chief wanted to say hard work, but after thinking about it again, hard work was useless.
"Yes, we need to learn!" Li Zhixian said: "Look at Xiaqiu Village. After harvesting rice, they can still plant a crop of rapeseed and hemp. Magistrate, let's..."
"Post a notice to the people and order people to go to each village to teach. Every acre is worth planting."
The prefect of Song Dynasty stated that he was actually waiting for the imperial court to issue a notice to the people.
The imperial court hasn't taken action yet, so I can't wait any longer. Ning Guofu takes action first.
At least this year, the villages around Xiaqiu Village will plant crops and rent large livestock from Xiaqiu Village.
There are already animals giving birth to babies in the village, and they will become good laborers after they are raised.
With enough food, an ox can plow two acres of land a day, and a horse can plow even more.
It's just that most people can't afford to raise horses, so they have to be given fine feed.
Everyone in Xiaqiu Village has to buy food to feed them, and the food grown in the village is not enough.
Fifty people and twenty cars came to help. After eating, they walked slowly, digested their food, and then helped unload the grass.
Not to mention twenty pounds of dried fish, one breakfast is already worth it. It’s a profit.
"In the next month, you will deliver grass to the village from Xuancheng, go to the village to eat, and go home at night.
You can take whatever the village gives you. Come back with us this afternoon. Don't overeat at noon and look like you have no future. "
Wang Dianshi told the workers that this was the purpose of selecting these people.
The workers looked surprised. Is there still a meal?
After unloading the hay, see what kind of work is done in the village and help.
Villagers from Xiaqiu Village left a hundred vehicles to dig peat to use for the land reserved for growing wheat.
Those who had not left would lead their animals to plows and find some corners to open up some fields. Hanhan said that they would plant garlic this year.
Seeing the huge convoy going out, the helpers were frightened again.
It’s no longer about having a good life, what’s going on?
After unloading the hay, they went to the village chief to ask if there was any work.
When they arrived at the paddy fields, they were speechless when they saw rice and jute mixed together.
We have lunch at noon, and today we have pork, with trembling pots of braised pork on the table, and dry rice.
They looked on, silent.
Seeing their expressions, the officials laughed secretly in their hearts.
We deliberately let you experience it and then promote farming later to see if you will listen.
Zhu Wentian saw it and was observing the study group, right?
The key is that you won’t pay for the meal, right? I'll give you two less fish when I leave in the afternoon.
While he was eating, he would interject a few words from time to time, skipping one word at a time and saying "Hey, hey, hey!"
The observation group, no, the helpers were eating nearby. Looking at Zhu Wentian's appearance, I thought to myself, this is the eldest son of the village, right? I'm so spoiled, but it's a pity that I'm a fool.
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"It's time to eat. Girl, cut the sausages quickly. Damn it! Why can't we make it taste like this?"
In Nanjing, Zhu Yuanzhang went to see Queen Ma for lunch. Soap was delivered, along with other food.
The last time Zhou Zong brought something back, he admitted his mistake and fell into a trap with an expert.
There is food in it. Let people try it first. If they find it is ok, everyone can eat it.
The small cakes and bacon are normal, the shrimp oil side dishes have a special taste, and the sausages are more flavorful than sausages.
I asked someone to learn how to make it, but I couldn't make it with the same taste. What's the difference?
This time it was available again, and the people who tried it were very happy and willing to try more.
Queen Ma served the food and refused to drink at noon.
Zhu Biao held a prescription in his hand for making soap.
"Dad, one thousand cents per kilogram of stone alkali can be used to make eighty pieces of soap. With other spices and a little salt, one piece is less than twenty cents."
Zhu Biao estimated the current cost price. Last time he went to the village and sold it to the palace, a piece of soap cost 200 yuan.
"So a pound of alkali is worth a thousand coins? Go find an alkali mine and transport it back. A pound of alkali can be worth five hundred coins?
Ah Biao! This money had to be given, and the big part was given away, while the small part was left for the people in the village to live on.
Without money, how can he think about new things? Do you think this soap can be made at once? "
Zhu Yuanzhang thought clearly, and the other party made it clear that soap is very cheap, so I will give you an extra fifteen thousand yuan.
Don't think about wanting everything, just sell a base, and you can make more money from foreigners!
Empress Ma gave Zhu Yuanzhang and her son some sausages: "Boss, write a letter and ask them to give you the recipe for making sausages. Ordinary people can't eat them, so they won't keep it secret."
She found that sausages were delicious, but not as good as sausages.
The sausages were kept chilled when delivered. Due to the current solar term, if kept normally, they would go bad in three days.
Who will you sell it to after doing this? The village just feeds itself and asks for prescriptions.
"Yes, if you want to come, we will cook and eat it ourselves, and always send it chilled. Isn't ice money money?"
Zhu Yuanzhang ate a piece of sausage to support his mother-in-law.
Zhu Biao followed the meal, feeling a little helpless. He wanted to write a letter, but the other party didn't reply. Could it be that he didn't understand?
He shook his head, it was impossible. Zhou Zong said that even an old man who weaved sacks could say a few knowledgeable words. That person...
