The next day, cloudy, north wind.

In the whistling wind, the entire Chang'an City seemed to be telling the story of Pingkangfang.

As long as you know a few words of a poem, you will try your best to ask and memorize it.

Ordinary people are still busy, no matter how good the poems are, they have nothing to do with them, and they don't deserve to eat.

There are fewer woodcutters who send firewood to the city every day, and it is common to collect firewood for two to three days and then transport it to the city once.

Nowadays, it is two to three days to collect firewood, and once it is transported, it is no longer firewood, but to help transport charcoal.

Most of the people in the city began to burn coal, which was more resistant to burning than firewood.

Then small chimneys of mud were erected, and firewood was used to ignite the coal.

Light a soft firewood first, then put a few chopping wood, and when the chopping wood is burned, add the charcoal.

A cigarette in the morning, a cigarette in the afternoon, and no one feels air pollution.

"Song De, prepare the soup kitchen." Li Yi wore thin cotton pants and a fur coat on his upper body, stood outside and felt the cold wind, and said to the steward.

"With the temple?" Song De asked.

There are many temples in the city, and events are held every ten years, in which the women of Pingkangfang will participate, and the literati and artists will also go.

When the green and yellow are not received in winter, they will give porridge once every ten days to make a show.

"No, ask them to help transport coal and beat coal billets, the disabled and sick, don't need money, and the rest will be paid for work."

Li Yi didn't want to study the temple, and the temple was better for the scholars than for the people.

In case a scholar comes out and there is something in the temple, he must always read a sentimental point.

Ordinary people, who have no place to live in Chang'an, can only inquire about the news every day.

Today's temple soup kitchen, hurry up and queue up, and change places tomorrow.

A bowl of porridge, even if it is thicker and lasts for a day, cannot work, and the weather is cold, and the body calorie consumption is greater.

"Got it." Song De nodded.

Li Yi wandered to the side of the harvested rice field.

This year, after harvesting rice and crabs, I didn't plant other crops, so it was too late.

He didn't even plan to plant, and the rice fields were soaked in water, and some of them were covered with thin ice.

Just soak it like this, put the fertilizer in it and turn it together next year, and then plant rice.

"Next year's forest frogs and crabs can be fully spread, but the yield of Chinese cabbage is not high enough. Sinong Temple......"

Li Yi muttered to himself, wanting to accuse Sinong Temple of not cultivating new seeds in a timely manner, but felt that it was not a problem of one department of Sinong Temple.

Walking along the ridge, there was a large group of people in front, where they used guillotines to make straw and wheat straw and bean straw.

It is divided into inches, so that it can be used to feed livestock with other materials.

Others weave curtains, or transport wheat and bean straw to the Zhuangzi from other places, and then exchange some grain for some back.

He watched others work, and Li Chengqi came with a group of guards.

"Brother Yi, there are a lot of people on your side, and they are all from other villages to work?" Li Chengqi found out about the situation.

Nearly a thousand people were working there, he wondered.

"It's all a recluse." Li Yi told the truth.

"Hidden household? Why did it come to you? When Li Chengqi heard the hidden household, his face was not good, and the hidden household could not collect taxes.

"Because I told the steward to say that there is always work to do in winter, you can build a shack, and you can't go to the canteen to eat."

Li Yi explained the reason.

"Hidden households have no place of origin, and some of them put their land in other people's homes, rent it out, and if they charge a stone rent, they will keep half a stone.

Then I don't do any government work, and I usually find people of the same clan to send support.

Others were plagued or sick, and their land was sold.

The land is gone, what do you pay rent, don't play, change places.

Looking for work near Chang'an is naturally people who have lost their constant production and do odd jobs everywhere.

It's easy to do in the summer, but it's hard to get through in the winter.

I am short of manpower, so cheap labor is available. ”

Li Chengqi listened and recalled: "Is this so? Brother always thought they were lazy. ”

Li Yi didn't want to talk about this issue, how could the emperor's relatives know the lives of the lower classes.

"Brother Yi, it's better for you to ask them to transfer or renaturalize." Li Chengji thought of a good idea, at least he thought it was good.

"And then I'm in charge of their rent?" Li Yi asked.

"Ugh!" Li Chengqi is stuck.

He changed the subject: "So many people, when it's colder, still have work to do?" ”

"I can find work for as many people as I want, and in the winter I call them the weavers for the women, the transporters for the men, and the newspapers for the children.

Those who know how to engrave, or those who are clever, give me engravings, I have good ink, and I want to print newspapers.

Newspapers also make money, and there are more literate people in Chang'an than elsewhere.

I'm going to build a big paper workshop, and there's a shortage of people, a lot of people. ”

Li Yi introduced the things to do in the Zhuangzi in winter, and he was busy.

"The newspaper is a newspaper? As a brother, I can get the details of the mansion newspapers in various places. Li Chengqi naturally thought of Di Bao.

Li Yi was taken aback, can the red-headed document be printed casually for the people to see?

"No need, brother, this newspaper is different from Di Bao, it is an entertainment newspaper."

Li Yi hurriedly refused, collecting information on the exchange between the imperial court and various places, is it a crime of espionage?

"When it comes out, I must let my brother see it first." Li Chengqi couldn't figure it out, so he pulled up Li Yi's sleeve and went to see the hermits working.

Where the guillotines were made, the hermits had a wooden plank with a mouth on one hand.

As soon as it is closed, the plank is caught in a bundle of straw or wheat straw and sent forward, exactly an inch in length, into the guillotine.

The guillotine fell, the straw was broken, and the person holding the straw moved after holding his hands, and then stuck.

"Brother Yi, this piece of wood is slow, and there is an oblique one on it, so it's better to take it off." Li Chengqi looked at the groom in Fuzhong and pointed out Li Yi.

"I'm afraid they'll get their hands on it, and I'll have to treat them. Change to someone else's place, and the master doesn't care.

I'm a doctor, am I watching? Or tell them to find someone else? Or pay me for treatment? I can still make some money. ”

Of course, Li Yi knows that it is slow, but it is safe.

If the finger is cut off, with his current ability, he can pick it up, but it can't be used after it.

And it is also very laborious, costing medicine and time.

The person who delivered the straw was about to speak, but Li Yi only pointed to the person who was about to drop the guillotine: "Don't move." ”

The person in charge of the guillotine stopped.

Li Yi calmed his face: "What did I say?" How did you tell the steward to tell you? When working, the feeder looked at the feeder, the feeder was distracted, and the feeder stopped immediately.

And you, what did the steward say? When you want to speak, let go of your hand and bring it to your side.

Do you want to continue working in Zhuangzi? Tell me to find out again and leave Zhuangzi. ”

The two trained people were like quails, not daring to move, and the people around them who were doing the same work stopped one after another, so they dared to watch the excitement.

"What do you want to say?" Li Yi asked the person who wanted to speak.

The big man almost cried and swallowed his saliva: "I want to say that proprietor Li is a good person, and I am afraid that we will hurt our hands." ”

"Hmm!" Li Yi accepted this compliment, and said gently: "So you have to be more obedient, keep the safety regulations in mind, and don't cause trouble to me, a good person." ”

Then he added, "But I can think of a way to do it quickly without hurting my hands." ”

He came to the guillotine, and as he gestured, he said, "Make a long trough with a guillotine edge at one end, put the straw in the trough, and push it from behind."

The back push is a piece of wood, with a pole, and the person grabs the pole to push, saving the adjustment time of the straw, and there is no need to be afraid of touching the hands.

Yes, just do it, find a craftsman to try it, if it is easy to use, everyone will use it. ”

The eunuch Brownstone, who was following behind, turned around and ran, went to the craftsman, and came over with planks and tools.

Li Chengqi stood there stunned, is this okay? As you talk, you come up with a new solution?

If it works, go back and give it to the groom in the house, this king is really good to his subordinates, and deliberately thinks of a way for the groom.