Sarcastically, Zhao Zhuang's masters, especially the father in this life, on behalf of his mother, He's family, himself and his milk brothers, let out a little grievance. Zhao Yue sighed again, which made the old man's face even redder, and then in the smile that his mother and Qiao Shi forcibly hid, he said seriously: "If you want to save your life in troubled times, it is not helpful for someone to have strong military equipment and sufficient food, in the final analysis, it is just one word - money." You have to be rich. There is no money, and there is a natural disaster**, Zhao Zhuang will be scattered and collapse if he doesn't finish playing. There is no money, the current winter is not good, what else to talk about? ”

Strongly aware that the meat drama is coming, and the time has come for the prodigy to show his true ability, a room of people didn't have the heart to care about the mockery hidden in Zhao Yue's words, regardless of the high and low, old and young, they didn't squeak, and they all stared at the little doll in front of them silently.

The things mentioned below are going to use their superb scientific and technological knowledge and skills, and Zhao Yue also came to the spirit, "Let's talk about how our Zhao Zhuang will make a fortune in this winter." ”

Reach out and point to the teacup on the table. Everyone looked at the cup, guessed a lot, and was at a loss.

Zhao Yue was dissatisfied, "Isn't it?" Knowledge is priceless. I teach to make a fortune, and I don't even give a drop of saliva to drink. I was hungry after soaking in urine, and my little tender throat was smoking. ”

Because he hated this world that ruined his dreams, Zhao Yue, a science and technology madman, denied all the historical achievements of the Great Song Dynasty, and was severely tormented by his nearest relatives, and he disliked the ignorant people in this world even more, and the tendency of poisonous tongues became more and more obvious.

In the end, it was the mother who has been paying close attention to her young son for several months, Zhang Yihui reacted, and asked softly: "Yue'er, are you thirsty?" But he looked at Zhao Dayou.

Zhao Dayou sighed, and in his wife's contemptuous eyes, he quickly found an empty cup and poured water, and carefully brought it to his young son. Seeing that Mrs. Ning was very unhappy, but it was hard to say anything.

Secretly praising his mother's good means, Zhao Yue took a sip of tea, but almost spit it out.

What does it smell like? Is this also called tea?

It's important to get down to business, so let's do it, I couldn't help but moisten my throat, shook my head and stopped drinking, and raised my eyes to ask the bearded father who was being looked at by his wife with an embarrassed face.

"Dad, do you have beans on our farm?"

Zhao Dayou took the opportunity to get out of the predicament, looked at Zhao Yue gently, and said, "Yes, red beans, mung beans, soybeans, ......."

Beans are cheap and an important supplementary food in Zhaozhuang, so a lot of them are stored every year to fight hunger in winter.

“stop”

Zhao Yue made a stop gesture to interrupt Daddy Beard's verbosity, "What are the soybeans like?" ”

I'm not sure whether this world is against time and space, or parallel space, I'm afraid that this soybean is not that kind of soybean, so I have to confirm it, so as not to make a mistake and delay time.

The housekeeper Lao Liu didn't know what Zhao Yue was going to do, but he didn't delay his action, and without waiting for an order, he suddenly opened the door with a bang, and almost flashed in Liu Wu, who was eavesdropping on the door.

glared at his second boy, straightened his waist and ordered: "Rammer, I heard the words of the little young master, why don't you hurry up and find some beans to let the little young master recognize you?" ”

Liu Wu reacted very quickly, and before he could finish squirting, he swished away a few times.

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Zhao Yue pinched a soybean and raised his hand, "Let's make soybean oil and strive to get rid of the hat of poverty this winter." ”

"Beans, soybean oil?"

Everyone looked at each other for the Nth time: "This thing can be eaten as tofu, mixed with wheat noodles, boiled and fried, and eaten until it farts." Have you heard that it can also be used as oil? ”

Zhao Yue wanted to start with soybean oil, and he also paid attention to his mother's diet.

The content of my mother's meals is not bad, there are all kinds of raw seafood, duck and mutton, and even beef that is strictly forbidden to be slaughtered in the Great Song Dynasty. But Zhao Yue found that no matter what kind of dish it was, it was basically cooked.

Well, the fish soup is fresh, the lamb soup is beautiful, and the abalone is so refreshing that the mouth is crooked. I drink milk every day, my mouth has no taste, and I am also panicked.

When the mother saw that her young son was dumbfounded, she fed her a mouthful of soup.

Well, it's natural, pollution-free, this one is delicious, and that one is delicious. Ahh......h It is salty.

Nima's dead fat cook, you are very lacking in morality, you have no MSG, it's not your fault, but you put some oil. What about oil? What about oil? Why is it rare for the landlord's wife to eat vegetables with oil flowers? It's not that my mother doesn't like greasy, it must be you, a fat rat, who stole all the oil from your stomach.

Doesn't it mean that the Great Song Dynasty opened a feast of stir-fried dishes, and finally extended the eight modern cuisines, which was praised by modern people as one of the contributions of the Great Song Dynasty culture? So, what about my favorite stir-fry? Where's my pot fried meat? What about my fried sea cucumber with green onions? My ...... How this is cooked, that boiled, Nima, there is nothing that is not cooked. What does the dead fat man want to do? Is the brain boiled?

When I was able to speak, I asked my mother to know that it turned out that in the Great Song Dynasty, oil is not something that ordinary people can afford to eat every day. At this time, there were no vegetable oils such as peanut oil, only sesame oil and lard. Sesame oil is too expensive. Lard, you have to be able to afford to eat meat and raise pigs. Pigs eat grain, and what Zhaozhuang lacks is grain, so he doesn't raise pigs.

Not to mention pigs, chickens are only a few. Zhao Yue, the young master, only has eggs to eat.

There are a lot of sheep and ducks, which are an important source of wealth for Zhaozhuang. There are also many cattle, which are important labor.

Needless to say, cattle and sheep are raised in the countryside.

There are many ducks because Zhaozhuang is on the high ground between the two rivers, which is convenient for raising ducks that eat fish and do not eat grain. In this way, ducks are slaughtered in the winter. Otherwise, what to raise?

Zhao Yue looked at the housekeeper with an expectant look on his face and asked, "Is there a master blacksmith in our village?" The most reliable kind. ”

Lao Liu immediately nodded and replied, "Of course there is." The excellent knives and guns on the village are made by masters. Among them, the craftsmanship of Niu Dahan's father and son is the most. ”

Zhao Dayou answered: "Son, our village is firmly fenced. People are reliable. ”

Said with confidence.

In Zhao Yue's view, Zhaojiazhuang is definitely a strange existence in this era. It is similar to the socialist lord before the reform and opening up in later generations. Righteous countryside. The land belongs to the Zhao family (the country), and everything in the land also belongs to the Zhao family. Thousands of tenant farmers divide the fields, usually responsible for management, when the harvest and seeds, the whole village goes into battle together, according to the team as a group to do together, regardless of this place is your family and my family is responsible, but the output is recorded by the stewards separately, handed over to the housekeeper, all the grain into the Zhao family warehouse, and the final adjudicator Zhao Yue and his mother, according to the merit of the unified distribution of rations. The same is true for the operation of aquaculture and fishery detachments. It's just that the fishery is carried out daily, and Zhao Xin, Zhao Yue, and Liu Wu are in charge. In this way, there is remuneration according to work, more work means more reward, the field has good times, and the output standards are different, in short, it is very fair.

Zhaozhuang is a collection of border people to survive, the quality of production is related to everyone's vital interests, and the collective labor does not dare to be sloppy. The point is that there is not much difference in the income of tenants, to put it bluntly, they are as poor as Dutama, so they are peaceful and need to fight the enemy together to save their lives, so the cohesion is really high.

And the few slaves in the Zhao family, not counting the Liu family, are all adopted orphans. These people who want to leave after they grow up and become a family are released, and those who don't want to leave the Zhao family and are willing to stay have completely become slaves. They have to live in the Zhao family, grow up in the Zhao family, and become successful in the Zhao family, regard the Zhao family as their own home, at least their own dependence, and their loyalty is indeed extremely high.

This is the source and reason for Zhao Dayou's extreme self-confidence.

But Zhao Yue doesn't think so.

Zhao Zhuang's unity is rooted in the fact that the poor must save their lives. If one of these conditions changes, this solidarity collapses.

What we need to do now is to make Zhao Zhuang rich quickly. The result will inevitably be that the capable will get rich first, the gap between the rich and the poor will inevitably widen, there will inevitably be grievances, and there will inevitably be dissatisfaction and betrayal.

Don't expect this group of tenants to have high hearts, high ideals, and high righteousness. Their only goal of survival is to live a good life, comfortable, and preferably become an uncle overnight. Once the opportunity is available, hehe.

The crazy social conditions under the spring breeze of reform in later generations reminded Zhao Yue very clearly.