To the surprise of the scholars, the village chief came and took all the people from Xiaqiu Village with him. The task of preparing food there was handed over to the people in the shop opposite.
Zhu Xi also came to see the fun, and the guards had to follow him. The guards of the Prince's Mansion protected the people of Xiaqiu Village.
A group of people came from the palace, there were no officials, they were all eunuchs and maids.
At the main entrance of the library, the chief stood in front, Hanhan beside him, then the children, and behind him were others, kneeling down to receive the word "gift".
Shopkeeper Xu stood on the second floor opposite, watching through the open window with the guests.
The eunuch shouted: "The Holy One bestowed upon me the title of Xiaqiu Village Painting Library, a pillar of the Ming Dynasty."
"Zhu Yichang, a grassroots citizen, leads all the villagers in Ningguofu, Xuancheng County, Huangchi Town, and Xiaqiu Village to thank the Holy Spirit for the words." The head of the village was the first to shout.
Other villagers followed him and shouted in unison: "Heaven's blessing is virtuous, Haiyu Xianning, may you be blessed."
Mixed in among them are Tian Hei Hei Hei, Hai Hei Hei Hei, Holy Hei Hei Hei, and the key sound is still very loud.
The eunuchs and maids pretended not to hear, and everything was normal. It was not the first time they had seen and heard. The last time His Majesty went to the people of Xiaqiu Village for dinner alone, this fool shouted like this.
Then His Majesty was very happy and followed, so this is allowed.
The scholars who were also watching the excitement were dumbfounded. Someone dared to shout like that?
"Get up, here, if you want to frame it, you'd better put this away and let the craftsmen carve a plaque according to the instructions and hang it up."
The eunuch handed the word "gift" to the chief with both hands. He knew what kind of existence Xiaqiu Village was.
"Thank you!" When the liangzhang was picking up the things, he touched the other's sleeves and swung away a dozen taels of silver.
The eunuch's face suddenly turned bitter. He wanted to return it, but he didn't dare to take it out.
The village leader held up the words with both hands and showed the villagers that there was a seal on them.
Finally, he rolled it up and asked Hanhan to hold it. After a while, he asked a craftsman to carve it out according to the font and seal, brushed it with tung oil, and hung it on the wall directly opposite the main entrance of the library.
The others went back and the children continued to prepare meals for the students. This time the students had no questions.
Today, the Holy Spirit has specially given the words, and they are still four words: Pillars of the Ming Dynasty, Xiaqiu Village serves the country and the people.
So being so kind to yourself is obviously because you hope that you and others will study hard and become useful people in the Ming Dynasty in the future.
"Why does this meat taste so good? I almost swallowed it with my tongue."
A scholar who had finished his meal took a bite of the braised pork and was instantly conquered.
"The food is just as delicious, fried in oil."
"Dried cowpeas and soybeans actually have pork skin in them."
"The pickles have the taste of sesame oil and sauce."
"The ginger in the soup with shredded radish is not spicy at all. How did you make it?"
The students praised him one after another, even the soup. After all, it was a good one.
"I think the food is better than the food at Fuhua Building opposite." A student commented.
"Have you eaten it?" Others didn't believe it.
"Eat it once and follow the others."
"They really do better than Fuhua House. Why don't they open a restaurant? Can't they afford a house?"
"I guess the box lunches can be eaten by people with less money. They don't want to make money."
"Eat quickly, I want to keep the pickles and have steamed buns for dinner."
"I'll stay too."
The students almost made the same choice, leaving the pickles.
Upstairs in Fuhua, shopkeeper Xu said with a smile: "Everyone, to congratulate the Xiaqiu Village Library on receiving the blessing from the Holy Spirit, each table will be given a liter of beer."
"Shopkeeper Xu is very generous."
"Old Xu Changliang."
"What does the word "Blessed by the Holy One" on the opposite side have to do with Fuhua Tower?"
"Lao Xu, you didn't come last night. Lao Huang and I had a meal, and we happened to have the stir-fried kale cooked by the cook from the nearby Xiaqiu Village lunch box restaurant. It was better than the one at Fuhua House, hahahaha …”
"Shopkeeper Xu, is it true?"
Shopkeeper Xu shook his head: "Oh! Have you remembered all of them? Really, there are many dishes in Fuhua Building. I learned from the lunch box seller next door. You should go there and try the fried dishes alone."
…
It was the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month when another heavy snow fell.
There is a folk proverb in the north: Laba Laba, your chin will fall off due to cold.
Nanjing was not that cold, but Xiaqiu Village still made sticky bean buns and started making Laba garlic.
Boats from Xiaqiu Village come and go every day, but they are not the same batch, and the boatmen cannot bear it.
One hundred acres of greenhouses outside Donghua Gate were officially planted, and seedlings and beehives sent from Xiaqiu Village were put into them.
"Next year I will plant a thousand acres and sell them to rich people." Zhu Yuanzhang was transplanting in the greenhouse with his women in the harem and the children who could help with the work.
Today, all he thinks about is money, making money, spending money, and making money flow.
Earn money from the wealthy families of the Ming Dynasty, earn money from the barbarians, and spend it on the working people.
Queen Ma buried the seedlings skillfully, with a child beside her helping to water them. Her hands were covered with soil, but she did not dislike it. Instead, she transplanted the seedlings carefully and said with a smile:
"The land tax, commercial taxes and the silk grain we collected in the Ming Dynasty the year before last were only worth 2.7 million guan in total.
Fortunately, he won the battle and robbed some money from others, but in the end, many palaces in the imperial city that were due for repair were not even repaired.
Last year, the income of our Ming Dynasty court was a bit more, more than 2.8 million yuan, because there were more people doing business.
But last year, the palace made more than 424,400 yuan from the things we sold to the barbarians.
This year we don’t know how much the imperial court can collect, but we got money and goods worth more than two hundred and ninety-six thousand guan.
There are still more than twenty days, and we can get more. Doing business with the barbarians will indeed make more money than digging food from the fields. "
Zhu Yuanzhang heard this and gave the girl a big smile. He was very proud and transplanted three seedlings in a row.
"The Yi people said they had no more things or money, so they told them to wait and wait until the boat came back before they could buy it. Some were anxious and wanted the palace not to sell it to others first, hum!"
Zhu Yuanzhang felt that some Yi people were quite hateful. They were so rich and initially just wanted to take advantage of the Ming Dynasty.
It was Liuli and Liuli Mirror that made money. The music box was sold for a short period of time and earned more than half a million yuan.
I heard that some Yi people were robbing each other and other places' kings and chiefs' belongings and gold and silver in exchange for glazed mirrors.
As soon as the music box came out, people in Xiaqiu Village said it was church music. The Yi people discounted the jewelry to 30%, 20%, or even 10% and sold it, just to raise money to buy the music box.
However, this music box is not that easy to buy. There are restrictions and bidding.
"Let's go back." Zhu Yuanzhang patted the soil on his hands. He didn't plan to plant for a whole day. It would be good to come and plant for half an hour.
The children had smiles on their faces, and the other women in the harem breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone went back to take a bath. Zhu Yuanzhang and Empress Ma were taking a mandarin duck bath, but they didn't do anything else. There were palace maids helping them wash.
"Chongba, don't you think it's interesting! The Yi people began to say that soap is bad because they don't take baths, and bathing makes people sick.
Later, they were willing to buy it because they smelled bad if they didn't take a shower, but the soap smelled good. They made their own excuses, saying that the scent of the soap would prevent people from getting sick. "
Queen Ma laughed as she said this. She really couldn't figure out why the king over there didn't take a bath or anything.
"People in the Ming Dynasty should take more baths. We can't afford soap. Soap consumes grease. It's okay to wash once every few days."
Zhu Yuanzhang recalled the letter written by Xiaqiu Village, saying that if there were wounds on the body, washing them with soap could avoid death due to pus and fever to a certain extent.
(End of chapter)
