Zhu Biao left with the food. Seeing that there were no outsiders around, Zhu Wentian and the village chief suggested: "We can sell the bamboo fungus and white fungus to the Yi people."
"What do the Yi people like to eat?" The village chief had no impression of the Yi people.
"They don't want to eat, but we can let them eat. They haven't taken a bath before! So we successfully sold soap to them, saying it can prevent diseases."
Their disease has actually ended, but too many people have died, and the expressions of those who survived have changed.
If we tell them that eating white fungus and bamboo fungus can cure diseases, they will believe it and just find any imperial doctor to tell them lies. "
Zhu Wentian admitted that people there have no love for Tremella fungus and bamboo fungus. If they don't like it as food, it's another matter to use it as medicine.
Li Chang: "..."
He found that Hanhan would make all kinds of calculations against the barbarians, wishing they could turn them into cows and plow fifty acres of land in one day.
Turning around, the people of Ming Dynasty were very willing to spend money, and tried every means to increase the output and income of the people.
But after thinking about it, he thought it was a good idea: "In that way, after we grow more varieties, we won't have to worry about sales and the price will be maintained. I will write a letter to the prince in the afternoon."
"Prepare canned hawthorn. They like to eat sweet and sour things. Tremella fungus mixed with canned hawthorn is good." Zhu Wentian mentioned another thing.
"Brother Hanhan, we also like to eat, shall we eat it tonight?" The little girl said that this is OK.
"Eat, late, eh!"
"Hey hey hey hey!" The friends laughed with Zhu Wentian.
After the meal, everyone left here and circled to the west.
There are still so many guests upstairs in Fuhua, and there are also many children in front of the library. Some are sitting next to them drinking water, and some are holding books and reading.
At this time, willow catkins have appeared, like drizzle. After a while, a lot of them will stick to your hair and body when you walk outside.
"Lao Li, are the children willing to come to the library to read?" the headmaster said hello to the veteran.
"The adults in their families went to work and were worried about leaving them at home. Since I came to the library to borrow books, they are no longer afraid of scholars.
Children read here, and if they don’t understand something, they can ask the scholar. They brought their own rice and pancakes and ate them with hot water.
When the food deliveryman came, the food and soup brought to them were not suitable for others to eat, so they watched. "
The veteran introduced the situation. The children were all small, and the older children worked together.
Children who are too young must be carried when working. Children who cannot do work and run around are the most troublesome.
"It looks like we have to cook more meals tomorrow. Someone discovered today that they can do this. I promise to throw their children in the library tomorrow."
Li Chang smiled, thinking of the library as a place to take care of children.
At the same time, he didn't think it was a burden. There was a large space behind the library that could accommodate him, and the rest was just food money.
The children outside saw a hint of cowardice and envy in their eyes when they saw the people in Xiaqiu Village.
The little girl took out her pocket, grabbed a handful of snacks and gave it to a child, and the others followed suit.
"Take it! These are people from Xiaqiu Village, call me brother and sister." The veteran said from the side.
The children put their little hands together, took the snacks, and shouted thank you brother and thank you sister.
After the crowd left, they were still staring at the people from Xiaqiu Village. They had eaten food today and the rice was their own, so they said they didn’t need to bring anything with them when they come back tomorrow.
"Hanhan, how many can come tomorrow?" Entering the store, the store manager wanted to estimate the number of customers he would receive tomorrow.
"Only people from nearby areas can come. Nanjing only has a population of 500,000. It's a big place! You can't go far away and leave your children here to work.
Children of this age only account for a proportion of the work. The younger ones have to be carried to the fields, while the older ones are used as half of the labor force.
Can there be 1,800 people? Our library occupies 26 units of a normal house with a courtyard. The eight units next to it cannot accommodate children, nor can the two units in front.
The remaining sixteen units are the same size as Luoyunzhai and Pickle Restaurant, and they are two floors. Even if there are three thousand people, there will be no problem. "
Zhu Wentian estimated the library's reception capacity and the number of children who might come, and thought it could bear it.
The manager felt relieved and raised his eyebrows again: "How to cook the food? Who knows how much it will be?"
"The dishes are cooked according to two thousand people, and the rice is cooked according to three thousand people. There are really three thousand people. Each child should get a little less food and more pickles. Ordinary people just use pickles as dishes."
If a thousand children come, give them as usual, and give the rest to Wang Yiqian and others in the evening. Cook less and give it to them.
The children's appetites were not as good as those of the workers, so they thought the food was a bit bad, so they scrambled the rice with eggs. "
Zhu Wentian has arranged that there will be no shortage of people to eat in Xiaqiu Village, and he has now recruited a large number of apprentices to help share the work.
New apprentices who have no cooking skills should work slowly. They will cook their own meals and cook them again every few days for a taste and comparison.
The master will stand by and give guidance while they do it. The apprentices are very willing to work, but they are afraid that the master will not teach them.
"Oh!" The manager was relieved, and after listening to Hanhan talk about the Black Death, he turned around and went out to see the people eating box lunches.
The children were soaking white fungus, and they didn't forget that there was a dish of canned hawthorn mixed with white fungus in the evening. Adults don't need to worry about this kind of thing, they can cook it themselves.
The chief went outside to greet the diners, then went back to his room to write the question book, following the official official format.
Regarding trying to trick the Yi people into believing that white fungus and bamboo fungus can cure the Black Death, Hanhan said that the disease would cause sore throat, difficulty breathing, fever, and then bleeding.
So bamboo fungus and white fungus are both medicines that nourish yin and moisturize the lungs, clear away heat and relieve cough. Taking these medicines is just right.
In this way, it is easy to deceive, and it feels like eating this kind of thing, plus applying soap and waiting until the smell is gone before washing and applying again, can prevent the Black Death.
Anyway, the Black Death is over, so there is no problem in using it. The main thing is that it can be sold outside.
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In the evening, after finishing their work, the adults went to the library to pick up the children and asked if they were naughty or causing trouble. What have you done?
When they learned that the library provided vegetables and soup and told them that they did not need to bring meals tomorrow, the parents kept thanking them and decided to keep their children here tomorrow.
Tell the library that when you are done with this busy period, you can come over and help with the work. The vegetables in the vegetable field will grow and the vegetables will be delivered.
The headmaster took the children to Donghua Gate. The children cooked their own meals in the afternoon and pushed them over to serve the prince.
"Hey! I was just going to tell you! At noon, the Crown Princess heard that we were selling bamboo fungus and white fungus, and she wanted to eat canned hawthorn mixed with white fungus."
Zhu Biao was pleasantly surprised when he saw the dish the children were eating.
"The children also want to eat after I finish talking. Life is getting better, so they can eat if they want." The director responded, taking out the question book and handing it over.
Zhu Biao was stunned for a moment, then took it in his hand and didn't rush to read it. He hadn't seen the question book from Xiaqiu Village for a long time, and he always talked about anything in person.
(End of chapter)
