The old eunuch Wang Wen glanced back at Li Zheng and beckoned people to speed up and leave here.

The so-called servants of the emperor may be people like Wang Wen, who are absolutely loyal to the emperor, and they are also good at finding people who are not loyal to the emperor.

Even if the emperor asked them to commit suicide one day, they would wipe their necks with gratitude.

This kind of person thinks differently from normal people, and all their actions will be in accordance with the emperor's wishes.

What the emperor thinks of, they must do well, even if it is what the emperor wants to do in the future, they will prepare it in advance.

Wang Wen is such a servant, a servant who is loyal to Li Shimin.

Li Zheng didn't like to have too much contact with such people, and in their eyes, the emperor's courtiers were the objects of their surveillance.

The workshop for refining fine salt was demolished in this way, and Li Zheng asked the big tiger and the big cow to drive the sows and hens to the village.

Li Zheng took out a cloth bag from a few stones, and the cloth bag was very heavy.

It is full of fine salt that I stayed up all night to refine during Wang Wen's absence.

A heavy bag of fine salt was put on a cart, and the brine filtered out of the brine was brought back to the village.

The land was quickly demolished as if nothing had happened.

I was in a hurry when I came, and I walked clean when I went.

When the old village chief saw so many pigs rushing into the village, he asked Li Zheng suspiciously: "Where did so many pigs come from?" ”

"Your Majesty gave it today." Li Zheng replied.

The old village chief looked puzzled: "What did Your Majesty do with so many pigs in our village?" ”

"It's all so that the children in the village can have a meal of meat."

"Your Majesty has good intentions." The old village chief glanced at a group of middle-aged men in the village and said, "This generation can't count on it, so we can only count on the next generation." ”

The aunts in the village laughed happily, the sow could lay piglets, and the hen could lay eggs.

After that, the children in the village did not worry about running out of eggs and meat to eat.

The brine left over from refining the fine salt can be used to order tofu.

Brine tofu is another craft left by our ancestors.

There was tofu in the Tang Dynasty, but the people of the Tang Dynasty did not like to eat tofu very much, and the taste was weak and they could not eat enough.

Food that doesn't satisfy hunger is often not liked by too many people.

Grinding beans into tofu is no different from wasting food.

At a time when filling your stomach is the number one problem, who will be idle to make tofu.

At that time, there was a man named Liu An in the Han Dynasty, who liked alchemy and looked forward to alchemy to become an immortal.

Historically, alchemy to become an immortal was an extremely risky activity.

On the road to becoming an immortal, the mortality rate is as high as nine out of nine.

There is also a chance that Issei is on the way to death.

Liu An made tofu, but it didn't end very well.

At that time, the tofu was somewhat like bean curd.

Li Zheng started grinding beans, preparing to make some tofu to eat, and now with chili peppers, he can also make stinky tofu.

Making tofu is a bit time-consuming and laborious, and Li Zheng, who usually relies on fishing to kill time, has found another way to kill time.

For three days, Li Zheng has been immersed in the project of grinding tofu.

Cheng Chumo has a lot of strength, and when he can't find a donkey horse to pull the grinding plate, Cheng Chumo is the only choice.

Eating a mouthful of chili pepper, with a loud drink, Cheng Chu pushed the grinding plate like chicken blood.

Very brilliant.

Li Zheng sat on the sidelines, looking at the stinky tofu quick method taken out of the system library.

If you take a closer look, the production process of stinky tofu is quite complicated.

Seeing that Cheng Chumo's action of pushing the grinding plate stopped, Li Zheng said lazily: "Chumo, the chili pipe is enough, take it yourself in the yard." ”

The grinding disc still didn't move, and Li Zheng raised his eyes to see Cheng Chumo saluting respectfully.

When I looked at it again, it turned out that Li Chengqian was here.

Li Zheng hurriedly saluted, "I've seen His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

There was also an old man who came, and Li Chengqian introduced: "This is a lonely teacher. ”

Li Gang stepped forward and introduced himself: "Old man Li Gang, I have long heard of the name of Hou of Jingyang County. ”

If you want to say that you are not as famous as you Li Gang, the prince killer, Li Zheng still said respectfully: "I have seen the old man." ”

Li Gang said: "A twelve-year-old child has a poetic talent that is unrivaled in the Central Plains, which is indeed rare in a hundred years. ”

"Wherever and where, Mr. Li is the model of my generation." Li Zheng spoke.

"Hahaha." Li Gang smiled and obviously used the four words of my generation model, who doesn't want to be a benchmark for young people.

Li Chengqian asked curiously: "Li Zheng, are you grinding beans?" ”

"I'm making tofu."

"Tofu?" Li Chengqian thought for a while and said, "Lone has heard of this thing, but I haven't eaten it." ”

"I'll eat it when I grind it out."

Inviting the two to sit down at home, Li Zheng poured wolfberries for them to soak in white boil, and he couldn't eat the thousands of catties of wolfberries he asked Li Shimin, so he could take some for Sun Simiao when the time came, and he could use them for medicine.

Li Gang looked at Li Zheng and said, "The old man can't understand why a child like you only wants to stay in Jingyang?" ”

"Jingyang is good." Li Zheng drank boiled water and said: "Jingyang people are outstanding people, good mountains and good water are a good place to raise people. ”

"Raising people?" Li Gang didn't quite understand what Li Zheng said.

Look at this old man's beard and hair, he is not sixty years old but seventy years old, and he looks very thin.

Seeing that the conversation was a little embarrassing, Li Chengqian hurriedly rounded the field, "Li Zheng is still young now, and it is not good for my father to give him another official title." ”

Li Gang nodded slightly, "It's really young, if you can contribute to the country in the future, it must be excellent, I saw you reading a book when I first came, I don't know what book you read?" ”

Li Zheng said: "Stinky tofu is a quick method. ”

"Stink...... Bean curd? ”

Li Gang was puzzled, "Why are there such strange books in this world?" ”

Why is there no more, making stinky tofu is also a science.

For the skills that can earn money, learning more than one is a way to make money in the future.

Li Gangchang sighed, he had long heard that Li Zheng, a kid, had a talent for poetry and strategy, and he recaptured the Hexi Corridor without blood.

It's just that this kid has no intention of going to politics, and is only obsessed with the way to make money.

"Why do you like things like silver so much?"

Li Zheng looked at the sky and said with emotion: "Because I want to live." ”

Li Gang said again: "How can a man born in heaven and earth waste his life for these copper-smelling things. ”

"Sir, that's a bad thing. Money is not everything, but no money is impossible. ”

Money is not omnipotent, no money is absolutely impossible, Li Chengqian recalled this sentence, and suddenly felt that it made sense and could not refute it.

Li Zheng shook the pu fan in his hand and said: "I recently want to make a fan out of goose feathers, and I dare to ask His Royal Highness the Prince, where can I buy a goose." ”

Li Chengqian came back to his senses before he spoke: "There are quite a few in the Liaodong area. ”

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