The workshop has a large canteen, the canteen adopts a contract system, the price per person per day is ten yuan, two meals a day, lunch and dinner are five yuan each, and breakfast is to be bought by the workers themselves, but even this is much cheaper than outside, hot white flour buns, fragrant porridge, a strong man is full of only two yuan, and outside it is enough to pay four or five yuan.

The contractor of the canteen is the family of the godson recognized by the old eunuch Wang, they are also regarded as responsible people, the quality of the meals is acceptable, there are meat and vegetables, they don't earn much every month, the taste is okay, and the workers and craftsmen in the workshop are quite satisfied.

"You're really burning money."

Zhang Shangshu took a bite of a three-tael-heavy steamed bun in his hand, drank a mouthful of broth, and finally ate a mouthful of pickles: "No wonder the head of the household department scolded you." ”

"Hahahaha, there's no way." Song Beiyun was also holding a steamed bun, smiling and waving his hand: "No way, Master Zhang...... You are knowledgeable, how can you not know the doorway here, if I fill my own pocket with a penny, I will thunder and split. ”

Hey, it's interesting when it comes to this, has anyone really checked Song Beiyun? The answer, of course, is no, he is about to be investigated, but no matter what time it is, he will not find the slightest stain on him.

Such a corrupt official who was known to the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty could not find out the slightest bit of corruption? Of course, there are also unbelievers in the court, and they can be said to have done everything to bring down this courtier thief, but in the end they found that not only did he not stretch out his hand, but he was about to empty his family for these things.

This......

Usually the people who put money in it are either preparing for rebellion or their own industry, but this is not only the industry of the Great Song Dynasty, but Song Beiyun's cronies add up to only a few people, and they do not form parties for personal gain, do not fight against differences with the party, and do not support the army and respect themselves.

He...... What's the picture?

Countless people are asking themselves, what is he trying to do?

The unsolved mystery of the Great Song Dynasty so far, in addition to how Taizu died and where Zhao Yingyi went, now another one has been added, which is what Song Beiyun is trying to do.

Such a person...... He is a courtier and a thief, and everyone in the world knows it. What he did was completely done by the ministers, but such a person neither made the people's resentment boil nor made the officials jealous, except for the fact that Yushitai changed his face when he mentioned his name, the other temples didn't seem to have heard much of the name of Song Beiyun. One more thing, he really doesn't have any stains......

Without a stain, moral condemnation alone will not make the climate, not to mention that both Zhao Xiang and Ding Siqing seem to be deliberately protecting this person.

You must know that these two people are mortal enemies, the kind that can't wait to put each other to death, they are both protecting the same Song Beiyun, why? Tu that Song Beiyun is good-looking?

Of course, some people sued Song Beiyun to the Queen Mother, but the Queen Mother just said "mourning has nothing to do with state affairs" and prevaricated. Later, people found out that the party lords of the Queen Mother seemed to be operating in some money-making doorways placed by Song Beiyun, and they were thriving......

How can a traitor be protected by all the civil and military relatives and ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, why is this?

So the people said that he Song Beiyun was the heart of the Great Song Dynasty, and he smeared sesame oil on his cheeks and returned the device to a good job, and that words could be used as an axle. Anyway, how dirty it is, how yellow it comes.

But this kind of rumor is more yellow and dirty, which means that he has no place to black, some dirty literati have written him into a book, and want to secretly go to the bookstore to print, but ...... The editor on the other side returned the manuscript after reviewing it, and said, "Da Song has never been convicted for his words, but you can't resist the beating."

"yes, I can't do it." Zhang Shangshu sighed and said: "Just keep going, the Great Song Dynasty can bear it, the official family can bear it, and the official can also bear it." ”

"In a few days, I will go to discuss with the prince Yelu about raising sheep, and the Great Song Dynasty will buy mutton, wool, etc. at a high price, and when the woolen mill comes out, I plan to get the canning factory out again."

"Canneries? What's that? ”

"That's right, I'll take a look when Master Zhang eats."

After a meal, they entered the canning laboratory, there was no one here at the moment, but as far as the eye could see, the whole room was full of bottles and jars, all of which were glass jars, and these glass jars were set with buckles, and they were sealed with foil and oil, and the outside of the jar was marked with a date, and the earliest can was marked on March 7, and it has been more than three months and nearly four months.

There are some seasonal fruits in it, and the soup in it is yellow, and it still looks a little good.

At this time, a middle-aged man in cloth ran over quickly, sweating on his head, he wiped the sweat on his head, and said breathlessly: "The grass people meet Zhang Shangshu, Lord Song...... I never thought the two of you were coming, I'm ......."

"It doesn't matter." Zhang Shangshu pointed to the jar: "This is?" ”

"Canned." The man stepped forward and took the jar down: "Lord Song said that this is called canned food, and the grass people are in charge of this place." ”

"He is a cook in Liao." Song Beiyun smiled: "Forty years old? ”

"Three out of forty, I read some books, and then I became a cook in the middle of the family." The man smiled: "The grass people's name is Zhang Anmin. ”

"It's a good name." Zhang Shangshu pointed to the can in his arms and said, "What is this thing for?" ”

"Eat...... Food. Zhang Anmin walked over and opened the seal on the can: "This is the method taught by Lord Song, put the fruit in the jar, pour sugar water and steam it together, and seal it while it is hot after boiling, saying that it can guarantee that it will not rot for a year." ”

"Oh?"

Zhang Shangshu stretched out his hand: "Go to the spoon." ”

"Lord Shangshu...... Other...... Your body is expensive, no one has eaten this, this ......"

"It doesn't matter." Zhang Shangshu shook his head and said, "It's bad or not, I can still eat it." ”

"Take it."

Song Beiyun commanded, Zhang Anmin anxiously took an iron soup spoon, and Zhang Shangshu glanced at it: "This thing also uses iron?" But extravagance is wasteful. ”

"Iron is worth no more soon." Song Beiyun smiled: "Lord Shangshu, try it." ”

Canned yellow peaches, after the fresh yellow peaches are picked, they are first washed and peeled, and then steamed in a pot with the jar, and then soaked in sugar water, as long as the seal is good, there is no problem for one or two years.

Zhang Shangshu first carefully scooped a spoonful of soup, took a sip and tasted it carefully, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Is this really three months?" ”

After he finished speaking, he carefully looked at the dust outside the jar, it was indeed some time, he stopped talking nonsense, and continued to take out a piece of peach flesh and eat it, the peaches were not soft and a little crispy, but it was indeed still a peach flavor and did not have a rotten taste, and it was even more delicious than fresh yellow peaches, because the sweetness was stronger and the aroma was stronger.

"Magical." Zhang Shangshu took a sip of the soup again: "The end is magical!" ”

Song Beiyun smiled secretly beside him, but Zhang Anmin let out a sigh of relief, secretly glanced at Song Beiyun, and then calmed down a little and continued: "If you follow this method, make fruit with sugar and meat with salt, the fruit and flesh will not rot for at least half a year, even in the middle of summer." ”

Zhang Shangshu put down the spoon, his expression fell into contemplation, and after a while, he turned his head and asked Song Beiyun: "Can this be used as military rations?" ”

"Yes." Song Beiyun said with a smile: "Not only that, but when you sail in the future, if you have this, you can get twice the result with half the effort." ”

There is nothing magical about this thing, the biggest thing is that it can keep food for a long time without cooking, and the biggest problem now is the problem of sealing the bayonet, because it is impossible to make a metal bottle cap, so this thing is still in the experimental stage for the time being.

And the birth of this canned food is actually the first step of Song Beiyun's charge for potatoes, and the food problem of ocean voyages must be solved first.

Of course, now Sino-Ocean is still the next step, this step...... It's the country of Liao. They collected their wool and made it into woolen clothes and sold it back, they exchanged a cart of wool for three woolen clothes, and their mutton was collected and canned ten times and sold back.

What is it called? This is called high value-added pressing! What tube to buy silk, low-end. High value-added squeezing is the king, not only squeezing their own living space, but also sucking blood from them to a large extent, obviously exporting so much but never seeing money.

They have a lot of iron ore, so they will make weapons and send them over, two tons of iron ore for ten steel swords. Fool them into raising pigs, sheep, and fish, and then sell them metal, glass, and concrete products, and use their raw materials to earn their money, and then buy their raw materials ten times over.

At that time, Liaoguo will be the toy of the Great Song Dynasty, let me do whatever I want, and then see how the round-faced little tiger tooth is still rampant with himself! Beat? The economic lifeline is in control here, what to fight? If you want money, you don't have money, you want products, you want people, no people, you take your life!?

But these things are unspeakable, Song Beiyun can't tell anyone except Zhao Xing, boiling frogs in warm water is the safest, and you must not open the pot and beat the toad.

As for the future export weapons, the hot weapons here have come out, who cares about a few kitchen knives, as long as the steel quality and forging technology are passed, Song Beiyun let them see what Song Beiyun water-cooled cloth tearing machine is.

Wait for death, round-faced little tiger tooth!

Song Beiyun didn't go back at night, there are dormitories and people to serve here, he went back once every two to three days on average during this time, and he ate and lived in the workshop on weekdays, and he never got tired of it, after all, men have a natural sense of joy for these things.

Early the next morning, when he had just finished washing up and was eating the steamed porridge brought by his subordinates, the guards of the Imperial City Division outside said that someone was looking for him at the gate of the workshop.

"Who? It's all here. ”

"The man said that you can go and take a look, let me not ask, and said that if Lord Song doesn't go, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

"I know who it is." Song Beiyun got up with a steamed bun in his mouth: "She stinks!" ”