A salt seller is always in a special state from the time he washes his hands until he enters the dining area with a wind-shielding curtain.
They doubted everything they saw. Is this a village? Xiaqiu Village?
The villagers all wear silk clothes and beautiful glass jewelry. There is no trace of chapped on their hands and faces during this season.
Children don't have runny noses and keep sniffing, and the eyes of older people are full of kindness.
The key is that you can smell the strong aroma of meat. Is the cloth around it blocking the wind? Shouldn’t each household eat by itself? Opening a free-flowing seat today?
The cloth doesn't look like it, it seems like it happens all the time and doesn't move away.
"Yichang, what's going on in your village?" asked the leader of the salt seller.
He is also the head of the village. His surname is Zhao.
He had never dared to say that he was the head of the district before. He had led the way for himself and bribed people in the county.
He felt that his bribery skills were very powerful, so he gave money to officials and said that he had borrowed it before.
After seeing the methods used in Xiaqiu Village, he realized that he still had to learn. People said it was just a trial, and there was something wrong with the mutton soup.
I was given additional powdered medicine and told to drink it immediately if I felt uncomfortable. Is there any relationship between the powdered medicine and the mutton soup? It's obviously used to treat other diseases.
The head of the village knew what the other party was asking, and showed a helpless look: "It's busy! Each family cooks for itself, so there are fewer people to work. There is no way, they are too lazy, so the village has to pay to support them who are not hardworking."
Zhao Li didn't believe it at all. There was no hint of intrigue when the villagers talked among themselves. When they were moving the goods, no one was seen cheating.
"Yichang, where did the money come from?" Zhao Li wanted to know this most. Regardless of whether he was lazy or not, who would pay for it?
"The minister's money in the village. When the village makes money, some of it is put into my hands. The main reason is that they don't know how to settle accounts, but I do. I take it out and buy things for them."
The manager pulled the other person to the main table and touched Hanhan's head.
Zhao Li: "..."
Is this a matter of settling scores? No...why should they give you part of the money?
There are people in my village who don’t know how to settle accounts, so why don’t you just put the money in my hands and let me use it as I please?
oh! The people in my village don’t have much money and they can’t give it to me even if they want to. Eh? Why doesn't this person understand the rules? Eat it yourself first?
Zhao Li thought about seeing Zhu Wentian reaching for the stewed bamboo rat and chewing it, without caring about others. This is the main table.
"Yichang, he... was drinking mutton soup there before. Whose..."
Zhao Li asked about the background first. The son of the village chief?
"Are you talking about being stupid? I am the village guard of Xiaqiu Village! All the villagers must take good care of anyone who has been registered."
I need to introduce this person carefully so that no one can offend me.
It's not a question of whether Hanhan is in a good mood or not. It's that the village must first lift Hanhan to a position where outsiders can know about him.
Zhao Li suddenly felt normal: "Is this the kind of village guard?"
He understands the rules. Village guards are different from village guards. Some fools in the village have to be raised. He gives them some food and can't control others.
Some of them are specially found to have their fortunes told, and then reported to the government and regarded as things in temples.
I have only heard of this kind of thing but never seen it. I saw it today. Don’t talk too much, otherwise you won’t be able to get out of the village.
"I'm staying here today. There's a place. It's usually used by county magistrates and government officials when they come over. After dinner, we'll take a walk to eat, and you'll know."
The head of the village took the utensils and poured the wine for the other party, and told them that our village officials often come to stay, so don't worry.
Zhao Li smiled, looked at the wine bottle, then raised his head again and looked carefully: "Is this... a glazed lantern in your village?"
"The paper lanterns are not bright enough, so I have no choice but to use colored glaze. In fact, sometimes the glaze is not good and will break if dropped."
The leader carries the wine bottle, and drinking rice wine from a bowl is no longer enough, but a glass wine bottle.
Zhao Li picked it up with trembling hands: "Take this to drink, if you accidentally break one, this..."
"It's safe every year, it means it's safe after it's broken. When you go back, you can safely smoke the brine and boil it with salt. It's probably only once, and the court won't allow it after that."
The chief shows his financial resources and reassures the other party that no one will rob you of your more than 50,000 yuan, which is just fifty guan.
At the same time, he didn't lie. The other party could indeed sell it once. He had to write this matter to the prince and said that bitter salt is sour and beautiful.
This sour beauty can be used in many places. It is produced in Ruzhou.
At that time, the court will definitely pay attention to it and send people to manage it. If others want to do it themselves, it will be more difficult than private salt.
Spring plowing is about to begin, and you must use fertilizer in the fields in advance. The most beautiful thing is fertilizer.
There will be drought in many places this year, so it would be nice to have more food elsewhere!
Zhao Li was indeed relieved. Liuli's lanterns were not cheap. Where did they come from the village?
After dinner, Zhao Li followed the village chief to look around several places in the village. There were piles of large livestock, including a lot of pigs, plus sheep and large flocks of poultry, as well as unfinished buildings...
The more he looked, the more silent he became. However, the chief told him patiently, telling him to go back quickly tomorrow and cook as much bitter salt as he could.
He couldn't sleep at night when he talked to the villagers about what happened in Xiaqiu Village. It was not easy for his own village to have a full meal, but other people's villages lived like this.
Zhao Li had insomnia until midnight, and then fell asleep unconsciously. He seemed to have had a sad dream, and his brows were furrowed all the time.
The next morning, he was woken up by his villagers with dark circles under his eyes. He first went to the latrine to solve the problem, and then got 60 sets of toiletries prepared by Xiaqiu Village and gave them to them.
A towel, a toothbrush, a bamboo tube of tooth powder, and a piece of soap.
This was because the store manager wanted to express his apology. He originally thought of giving the other party half a month to make two more sales.
Later, I decided to give it only one chance, thinking that the place would be arranged by the court to hand-pick the brine and boil the salt.
"Use my piece of soap." After Zhao Li saw the thing, he contributed his own soap and kept the others'.
For breakfast, the spicy soup and big meat buns were eaten by sixty people and packed away for when they were hungry on the boat.
Together with the pickles and dry flour cakes sent by Xiaqiu Village, it was enough for them to eat for a few days on their return.
They were not polite, ate in a hurry, got on the boat and went down the river, and then turned to other rivers.
This time they felt they had made a profit, 50,000 yuan. When Xiaqiu Village spent all their money to raise money to pawn things to buy brown sugar, it was nothing more than this.
After sending the other party away, the village manager went back to the room to copy the letter that Hanhan helped write, detailing the circumstances under which common crops use this bitter salt and the general dosage.
He doesn't understand this himself, but he knows that he can't use it casually. If he uses it wrongly, it will harm the crops and vegetables in the vegetable field.
After copying it, he decided to send it off at noon. He would make delicious food first and send it away with the things.
"It's not easy to plant a field! There are so many things to say about adding bitter salt."
After sealing the envelope, Lin Chang muttered and went out to look for Hanhan. He wanted to ask what to eat for lunch. Do you want to try something with bitter salt first?
