After trying the duck head, duck feet and duck wings, the roast duck was finally served.
The imperial cabinet in the palace took the duck-slicing knife brought by the village and sliced it according to the introduced method, trying to keep the skin on every piece of meat.
The three people picked up the lotus leaf pancake according to the instructions, spread the sweet noodle sauce, put onion and cucumber shreds, rolled it up and took a bite.
"Scent!" Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes had narrowed.
"The duck is so fat, you don't get tired of eating it, and the duck skin is delicious." Queen Ma continued to praise.
Zhu Biao took a bite and said: "Shredded green onions and shredded cucumbers are good for relieving greasy taste. Quickly take off the duck rack and make soup."
Duck rack soup is quick to make, the duck rack itself is cooked, the tofu can be eaten directly, and the radish can be eaten raw.
When the three of them tasted the third roll, soup and vinegared radish skin were served.
They ate rolled duck meat, drank soup, and chewed radish skin, and their feelings were sublimated.
"If you want a recipe, you need someone to send it, and you have to get the recipe. They can't give out roast duck every day."
Zhu Yuanzhang felt that he could not bear the pain of waiting. Such delicious roast duck should be available at any time.
"Chongba, you can't always eat what others have for free, send some seafood over there."
Queen Ma was also conquered by the smell of roast duck, and it was inappropriate to give money in return.
"Okay, here, Biao'er told people to prepare it and bring it with them when they go back." Zhu Yuanzhang told his son to do it.
"My child, let's find someone right now." Zhu Biao stood up and asked someone to make arrangements.
"Keep one for dinner, and share the rest with your younger brothers and sisters."
Queen Ma remembered that there were other children who had eaten new things, but they had not tasted them.
Zhu Yuanzhang took another bite: "Sausage, cut a plate of sausages."
When Zhu Yuanzhang drank the last mouthful of soup, not even a chopped green onion was left, he touched his stomach with a look of satisfaction.
Zhu Biao called someone to play the cotton, and with a clicking sound, the cotton was played quickly.
Queen Ma took a look at it and said: "The old cotton that has been used for a long time needs to be played again. Compared with roast duck, a cotton playing machine is better."
Everyone, including those who were called to operate the operation, agreed with the Queen's words.
This thing plays cotton so fast. There are two or three in a village, which are enough. It is good for the people to have more time to rest.
Zhu Yuanzhang walked around the machine twice: "The sticks are made of iron, and the wheels are replaced with wood to save iron. Pass it on to the state capitals, and there are other items made in the villages for the common people to use."
He can see the benefits of things and save time and effort.
People don't have to be so tired, they get sick less often, they save food, or they have more time to weave a few sacks.
He rested for a while and held a small meeting with the ministers.
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In Xiaqiu Village, the officials were also too full to eat. They took the roast duck back to say goodbye to each other when they left, and they couldn't forget their relatives at home.
Also taken away were smoked fish and dried fish. I ate part of it and used the rest to help the village change grass.
They have nothing in kind to repay Xiaqiu Village. They can only see what Xiaqiu Village needs and cooperate immediately. There is no policy problem.
"The magistrate." On the way back, Cheng Guan burped: "The village wants to build a new house, but there is no manpower or time. How about we ask for help from people who have not yet served in the army?"
"Huh?" Li Zhixian turned to look at his colleagues.
Guan Xian Cheng returned a look of affirmation: "I think the person being found will be happy. There is still some time before the rice is harvested. There is a slack season."
"That's right! When they come to work, the village provides them with food and gifts." Chief Zheng agreed.
Wang Dianshi just nodded and supported, very supportive.
"That's fine. If they go back during the rice harvest, they might all be fat!"
Li Zhixian thought that the county magistrate's proposal was acceptable, but he would never dare to do it in another place.
Why should someone else build a house in a village? He is not afraid of Xiaqiu Village.
Xiaqiu Village gave so many things to Ming Dynasty that the palace even allowed officials like themselves to eat and get them!
What's more, if the people who are serving are found, they will be happy as long as they have a meal, and they have to thank themselves as officials.
If you don’t believe it, look at the fifty people driving and moving the car. Their smiles are genuine. Each person is given an extra roast duck to take home for his family to eat.
The lotus leaf cakes and other things were all prepared. I went back and cut the meat with a knife and rolled it directly. Then I got some water to make the soup. The salt was also prepared.
Is this fucking called service? They exchanged the smoked fish and dried fish for food.
After returning home in the evening, I lit a torch to cut the grass, and the next day I took my family to a designated place outside the city to exchange for dried fish.
The dried fish was given to the family, who drove and followed the car to Xiaqiu Village, taking turns sleeping on the way.
As long as the farm work is not delayed, they are willing to let them continue working.
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Li Zhixian and others arrived at Xuancheng just before dark, brought the roast duck to Magistrate Song and others, told the matter, and the Yamen set off that night.
They went to the homes of people with poor family conditions, knocked on the door, and told them to join the labor force. They set off half an hour later and gathered at the north gate. They didn't need to bring anything with them.
The people who were knocked on the door had no choice but to make a little preparation, tie up straw and light it to discredit the situation and go on their way.
Someone who arrived at the north gate first received a piece of smoked fish, but the officer told him that he was not allowed to keep it and must eat it now.
The Yamen prepared ten additional vehicles to pull people, totaling two hundred, and set off before dawn, together with the team pulling grass.
"Hey! Wang Laowen, are you here too?" One of the fifty people before saw someone he knew.
"Zhang Laizi? What are you?" Wang Laowen was still savoring the smell of smoked fish and found an acquaintance.
"I have been lame for three months and my leg is injured. You are a bricklayer...how is your father?"
Zhang Laizi inquired and found out that the other party's father was a bricklayer. When he was working for someone, a sudden gust of evil wind caused him to fall from the house and break more than ten bones.
The family spent a lot of money on medical treatment and still owed money for the famine. Wang Laowei could only desperately find work and pay back slowly.
"It's much better. I can catch up with the rice harvest. In the evening, the government officials knocked on the door and asked me to go out to work, saying that I was going to help build a house. Alas!"
Wang Laolian sighed as he spoke, his eyes turning red.
"Ah! Yes! Yesterday we talked about the house. Oh my God! Do you know anyone in the county government office?" Zhang Laizi understood.
"Do I know them? If I knew them, would they torture me?" Wang Laowei's tears finally fell.
"What the hell, you don't know why they're looking for you? Do you know who you're building a house for?" Zhang Laizi was surprised.
"It doesn't matter who you build it for? If it takes a month, it will be too late for my family to harvest rice." Wang Laowen became more and more sad.
"Oh! You'll know when you get there. I'll let you go back when the crops are harvested. If you sleep, I'll sleep too, and I'll drive the car when you get up later."
Zhang Laizi shook his head, yawned, closed his eyes, lowered his head, and squinted.
It was dawn, the torches were extinguished, and a village appeared in front of them.
"I'll take a nap after breakfast. I worked last night. If I go back today in the afternoon, I'll have to stay up late."
Li Zhixian, who had been riding on horseback before but stopped riding, sat in the car and rubbed his eyes.
There was work in the county government, and it was his job. He couldn't run away, just like everyone else.
Fortunately, I was able to rest on the road, and the food in Xiaqiu Village was delicious, so my body was not exhausted.
"Zhang Laizi, where are you?" Wang Laowen, who had not slept well and would wake up from time to time, asked.
"Xiaqiu Village, get ready to eat." Zhang Laizi became more energetic.
"I heard that there are many big livestock in Xiaqiu Village? They built houses?" Wang Laowen was even more puzzled.
