Firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea, three meals a day to live a happy life. Being a human being is just like eating. You must live a life with salt and flavor.
Making refined salt is very simple——
Dissolve salt blocks,
Precipitate impurities;
filter impurities;
boil and crystallize;
In less than half an hour, the light yellow salt block turned into white refined salt.
Song Che pinched a handful, sprinkled it on the pancakes, handed it to Nangong Yue and Lu Jingxiang, and asked them to try it.
As soon as they took a bite, their eyes started to shine.
Lu Jingxiang couldn't help but exclaimed: "Nothing sold in the salt shop is as delicate as yours!"
Nangong Yue said: "If you can open a salt shop with this technology, Boss Song will definitely become the richest person in Daliang."
The process of removing impurities and evaporating purification is nothing new in modern times.
Besides, salt and iron are controlled by the state. Do you want one family to dominate? I'm afraid a hundred heads won't be enough.
"Hey, it doesn't matter whether you make money or not. Song has always been bound to do things like benefiting the people!"
Song Che puffed up his chest and was covered with light, enchanting the two beauties.
Then he took a pen and paper, recorded the process of purifying coarse salt, and handed it to the village chief Chen Qing, so that the villagers could have refined salt to eat, which was also considered as a reward for taking them in.
Nangong Yue was seriously injured. It had rained heavily in recent days and the roads were muddy and difficult to travel. Anyway, they had arrived in Dengzhou and were protected by militiamen. It didn't hurt to rest for a day or two.
Early next morning.
A burst of gongs and drums woke Song Che up. He opened the window and looked around. It turned out that his relatives were being buried.
The old village chief in the cold rain saw the white-haired man sending the black-haired man away, his eyes filled with endless sadness.
Even though Song Che was a stranger, he went out to express his condolences.
"My lord, I'm really sorry for disturbing your peaceful dream." The old village chief was still feeling guilty as he wiped his tears.
What a simple and kind-hearted group of people! Tragedy happened to them!
God, what's the use of just shedding tears? You should also open your eyes and see the evil and filth in this world. It’s time to show great mercy and send retribution!
early morning,
It's bright.
Anyway, idle time is idle, so it is better to do something within his ability. Song Che found Li Tao and asked about the village's defense situation.
It was learned that there were 80 militiamen in Chenjiazhuang, who were served by the middle-aged men of each household. Their weapons and equipment were farm tools, or wooden sticks sharpened to make spears;
There are two entrances and exits in Chenjiazhuang, one is a bamboo forest and the other is a terraced field next to the bamboo forest. The village is built on a mound and is located in a high position. With the bamboo forest and terraced fields as buffers, it is considered an "easy to defend but difficult to attack" place;
The most important thing is that the villagers of the Chen family are very united, and the militia is just one of them. If the Japanese pirates come, the young, old, women and children can also defend the village with weapons - which is why this village can last forever on this land.
"Among the eight villages in ten miles, only our Chenjia village is reluctant to leave. The other villages either moved to other places and became refugees, or were burned, killed and robbed by the Japanese pirates..."
While Li Tao was telling what happened on this land, he led Song Che into the bamboo forest.
The bamboo forest is the choke point for entering the village, and most of the militiamen are stationed there.
It is not difficult to see that Li Tao has some military knowledge.
Along the way, Song Che had seen many militiamen organized spontaneously by towns and villages, either using their weapons to show off their skills or just doing nothing. However, the militiamen trained by Li Tao had queues, disciplines, and their own defense tasks.
Who said that the son-in-law who comes to the house will only eat soft rice?
Perhaps the village chief of the Chen family did the right thing by recruiting this five-year veteran as his son-in-law. Just like the father-in-law of the Shen family, it took eight lifetimes of cultivation to recruit a golden son-in-law like Song Che.
"I heard that Huainan has allocated 50,000 navy troops to help the north fight against Japanese invaders. Why is the Japanese invader still so serious in Dengzhou?" Song Che asked.
"Officers and soldiers? They're just a bunch of timid little people who eat public food! They only know how to defend the county and state cities, and they don't care about the lives of us villagers. Twenty or thirty Japanese pirates can scare the shit out of these trash!"
Li Tao cursed loudly, feeling sad in vain: "We ordinary people in coastal areas are like abandoned children. Even the most basic salt is a luxury. It is precisely because of this that Xiuhe and others took the risk to buy it in the county. ... harmed by those beasts!"
It shouldn’t, it shouldn’t!
Dengzhou Military Port is known as the 100,000 navy and army. Even if they don't do anything, the 50,000 navy and muskets and artillery in Huainan should show their power.
front,
after all,
What the hell are you doing!
During the conversation, the bamboo forest arrived.
Because it was raining, the militiamen were all wearing raincoats and bamboo hats. They climbed up the bamboo tops as sentries to watch for any disturbance nearby. The remaining militiamen were hidden in the bamboo forest.
According to Li Tao, the militiamen of eighty were divided into two groups of forty men each, with thirty men in the bamboo forest and ten men in the fields, guarding alternately day and night.
As a buffer zone, the bamboo forest grew so densely that it was most suitable to set up traps, but they only had one trick to trip the horse rope.
"I also want to set up a few concealed crossbows in the forest, but unfortunately I have little talent and knowledge, and there are no materials in the village. I want to dig a few pits in the forest, but this is a hilly area. I can't dig down more than half a foot and there is hard soil. Alas. …”
Li Tao sighed.
Song Che pursed his lips. Due to material limitations, it was difficult to set up a launching mechanism, but the fallen leaves in front of him were a natural camouflage. Why not create some "ground traps"?
It is not necessary to kill people, maim them, or lose their combat effectiveness. It is also feasible.
"Captain Li, you should have seen a 'beast trap' in the army, right?" Song Che suddenly asked.
Li Tao said: "That's a lot. They are usually used to trap horses, but they are all made of iron and need to be made of bearings. The process is too complicated."
"Can you make a replica for me out of bamboo? It doesn't need bearings, it just needs to be opened and closed like a 'door'. The surface is flat and supported by the ground. The back is made of barbs with bamboo sticks, um... like this. "
Song Che used a wooden stick to draw a simple pattern on the ground.
Li Tao thought for a moment and nodded, "Every man in the village has the skill of weaving bamboo baskets. It doesn't look difficult and you can make it on the spot."
After speaking, he summoned two militiamen and briefly conveyed the essentials, then cut down the bamboo and used local materials.
Song Che found a hoe and started digging a hole in the ground. The hole was two feet long, one foot wide, and one and a half feet deep. It could just "swallow" a person's calf with one foot.
The peasant man was indeed very clever. In less than two-quarters of an hour, a "barb device" was completed, which was almost the same as what Song Che requested.
Song Che called all the militiamen to his side and demonstrated the secret of the barb in public.
He first placed the barb at the entrance of the hole, with the surface flush with the ground, and the barb facing the pit. Then he fixed the head and tail ends with both hands, and then asked the militiamen:
"Any fellow who wants to try your feet, please remember to step slowly and don't lift your feet after stepping on them."
"Let me do it."
Li Tao didn't hesitate and stepped on it. The mechanism was like "opening a mouth" and swallowing his ankle and Achilles tendon in one gulp.
"hiss……"
Li Tao took a breath: "The stab... it went in, it hurt... it hurt so tight!"
