The moon on the sixteenth was still very round, and it was still slowly rising there in the middle of the night.

The night shift farmers had an extra layer of clothing, and the weather was even colder.

Cucumbers and eggplants in the vegetable patch, ready to be harvested in a few days.

Many cucumbers and eggplants are still very small, and the farmers are waiting, waiting for the frost to fall.

After a frost, the most noticeable change is in the eggplant, which becomes very sweet.

A small eggplant one inch long, take it off and rub it with your hands, put it in your mouth and eat it raw, like a fruit.

All the migrant workers moved into the new building, and the windows were covered with paper.

Standing on the platform by the river, you can see many houses lighting candles.

Occasionally, some people's candles are placed in the wrong place, and you can see people through the window.

There are children who write, there are women who make sweaters, and there are ...... Whose house is that? Men and women are waiting for that? That chat?

"The building next to it is used for students to live for free, and the Zhuangzi no longer provides food, pen, ink and paper."

Li Chengqi pointed to the buildings next to the migrant workers and said that the treatment of the students was poor.

"There is still a meal of porridge in the morning, at least I won't starve to death, Zhuangzi's newly bought land, there is no shortage of greenhouses, as long as you are willing to do things, you can live after all."

Li Longji couldn't sleep at all, and his heart was filled with what he heard while eating.

That's not a problem, anxious to find a way.

It's about knowing what to expect before it happens, and knowing how to deal with it.

The interrelationship between various industries and practitioners sounds simple and clear.

Listed one by one, it is countless times stronger than the fragments of the past.

Thinking like this, Li Longji stretched his brows: "With Brother Yi here, my heart is stable." ”

"I'm not in a hurry, I'm always afraid that something will not be done well, which will make Datang unstable, and now the fund can continue to operate."

Li Chengqi has a goal in life, and he is not afraid of being suspected by the third brother for doing things.

Compared with Li Yi's set of things, what he did was the bits and pieces.

Count on rebellion with money from football, trade unions, clothing unions, and seaside trades, unless there is an army outside that can beat the Feather Flying Cavalry.

No, it's not just Yulin Feiqi, but also Brother Yi, Brother Yi won't look at the rebellion and turmoil, Brother Yi asks for stability.

"I don't know what the war is going on in the southwest." After Li Longji was not worried about the development of the Tang Dynasty, he remembered the problem of the Southwest Barbarians.

"Xu is not bad, the third brother is worried that the damage to the Yulin Flying Horse is too big?" Li Chengqi knew that Yulin Feiqi was a treasure.

"I'm just afraid that they will rush and kill indiscriminately, thinking that I have learned a great skill, regardless of fighting the enemy."

Li Longji did not deny that he accepted the dead people in the Yulin Flying Cavalry War, but what he did not accept was that there were many dead people.

When others see it, they will think that the combat effectiveness of the Yulin Flying Horse is not good, and it is time for someone to think crookedly.

"They are proficient, and the people trained by Brother Yi have different ideas from others. Hehehe! Li Chengqi was relieved.

Speaking of training, he couldn't help but laugh.

Li Longji held a telescope and swept towards the bridgehead at the other end of the Baqiao.

There are torches at the bridge, and some students have just come to move in, have no money to buy lamp oil and candles, and don't want to sleep, so they run to the bridgehead to read books there.

It's colder, it's safe, and there are Qianniuwei who rotate to train at night.

There are also people who are ready to set up their stalls tomorrow and arrive before dark and sleep next to carts or burdens.

If there are not many other people with them, they are afraid to walk at night.

People who are a little farther away choose to come out during the day and go to Baqiao at night to sleep in the morning.

Things are sold out, buy what you need and stay one night back.

Migrant workers and Zhangjia Village also have markets, and people outside can't cross the bridge, so they can only wait for them to go out.

Communicate with each other about what you need, you can exchange it, and you can also use exchange coupons.

Copper coins and silk silks are very few in circulation in Chang'an.

The Li family Zhuangzi successively released 300,000 exchange coupons, and only those who had too many copper coins and silk silks at home still used the original currency.

Especially the silk silk, everyone is reluctant to ask for it.

If you accidentally get dirty, others will not accept it when the currency is used.

Piece after piece of cloth, put it there, sometimes I don't know how much money I have.

Most of the copper coins and silk silks, after circulation, were given to merchants who sold things in Chang'an.

Some foreign merchants also exchanged some exchange coupons to hold, not expecting to use them in other places, but Chang'an could be used as money later.

"Third brother, let's go back, there will be a court meeting tomorrow." Li Chengqi felt cold and persuaded Li Longji to rest.

"Let's go." Li Longji was not sleepy at all, and he was in good spirits.

"It's water, it's water, it's firefighting." During the night, a voice came from afar.

Li Longji finally frowned, carefully identified the direction from which the voice came, and looked over with a telescope, and sure enough, there was a fire.

But it's not inside Zhuangzi, it's still some way from the wharf?

How can there be a fire? Who moved things to that place?

Immediately afterward, he saw a group of Qianniuwei rushing over and lighting torches.

Someone's torch hadn't been lit yet, so they were running and checking with other people's torches.

In the firelight, the cart of the cart, the burden of the burden.

"What's going on?" Li Longji asked loudly.

Yulin Feicai, who was hiding in the shadows, jumped out of one: "Your Majesty, it's okay, it is estimated that it is a drill, and the proprietor Li said a few days ago that it should be tossed and tossed." ”

Li Longji continued to look with the binoculars, and the fire was up, was it a wooden house? I don't know what was in there, but the fire was very loud anyway.

The men of Qianniuwei were spraying water against the flames there, and some of them should have taken long iron hooks and stretched them out.

One of the walls of the wooden house collapsed, and the one above fell with a thud, and the fire was slightly smaller, and more people sprayed water forward.

After a moment or so, only smoke remained, and the fire was extinguished where it was on fire.

At this time, someone came to report: "Your Majesty, there is a house built by proprietor Li out of broken wood during the day, and there is hay in it." ”

Li Longji breathed a sigh of relief: "It can indeed toss, go, and sleep." ”

Now he was sleepy.

The next morning, Li Yi got up early and went to the ward to see the patient.

When Li Longji and the others were about to leave, Li Yi sent over ten all-iron hand-cranked flour grinders.

"Eldest brother, third brother, sister-in-law, bring these and take them back to use.

If you want to eat whiter noodles, grind them and remove the flour underneath.

The flour below is black, grind it for a while, and then move it away, the flour black or white depends on ......"

Li Yi explained the use of the flour grinding machine, grinding and producing powder.

Depending on the time of day, the color of the powder is also different.

"In two days, the porcelain in the middle will come out, and if it works, it will be ready to be rented or sold to others."

Li Yi said his arrangement.

Last night's topic was the theory of the general direction, and when it is put into practice, it is all kinds of small technological advancements.

When a lot of small technologies are transformed into productivity, they can change from quantitative to qualitative.

"Now the rich people promise to eat the whitest kind of flour, and the rest of the flour is for ordinary people to eat."

Queen Wang looked at the things, listened to Li Yi, and wanted to eat the last ones.

"It's not good to eat all the time, because different wheat has different tendons, and it can be mixed with the skin for making cakes and fillings."

Li Yi said more.