"Sizhang!" Bo Zhu has become Hong Tao's echo worm, Hong Tao said whatever she said, she nodded, and immediately executed.

"Sizhang, small fish, shrimp and Xiaojiao, come here, help my uncle calculate, how many feet is Sizhang?" Hong Tao did not let go of the great cause of literacy at all, he had already come up with an answer in his heart, and asked Bo Zhu to take the three children to figure out an answer by himself.

The length of a piece of cloth in the Song Dynasty was less than 13 meters, and the width of this cloth was still the narrowest, only less than 70 centimeters. In this case, one piece of cloth and the double-layer corners will be counted as two sails, two pieces of cloth and four sails, which are only enough for the four small boats of the Huang family and the Bo family, and the three boats of the Bo Zhu and his own family have no sails. But there is no way to do it, I don't have enough money to buy so many thick cloths, and if I want more sails, I can only go and catch more fish. To this end, the beach immediately became a bamboo processing factory, the men split bamboo strips to weave crab pots, the women began to cut and sew canvas in the light of the bonfire, even the children had to help the adults, and the dinner was simple salted fish, taro and white rice, which they ate on the beach.

Hong Tao didn't know how to weave bamboo, and he was not good at the current way of sewing large needles and thick threads, so he took the initiative to take on the position of chef and replaced the two sisters-in-law of the Bo family. Steaming rice and taro Hongtao still knows, and he steam better than anyone in this era. I'm afraid the people of the Song Dynasty don't know what is called water and rice, right? This thing can be made by one-third more than steamed and stuffy, especially out of numbers. But it's just that I look at a lot, and if I really eat it, it should be a pound of rice or a pound of rice, it's all for deception.

Here is a clear concept, this water rice and those abalone rice and shark fin rice in later restaurants are not the same concept. Shuilao rice is a cooking method that everyone came up with in order to eat a few more bites of white rice in difficult times, first put the rice in water to soak for more than ten minutes, and then put it in boiling water to cook, just like boiling white rice porridge. However, don't boil the rice completely, when it is seven or eight medium-cooked, take out the rice, and then put it on the drawer and steam it for more than ten minutes, and that's it. The rice made in this way is very fluffy and completely opened, and it looks very much. However, the taste is not as good as stewed rice and steamed rice, and the nutrition is taken away by the rice soup a lot, with the improvement of living standards, few people in later generations have eaten rice like this.

However, in the Song Dynasty, many ordinary people only ate two meals a day, and only added one meal when they encountered hard work. Not to mention the Tan family, Hainan Island is already short of rice, and they can't even eat two meals of rice. If it weren't for taking care of Hong Tao, everyone would have taro all the time, and every time they worship the Dragon King and Mazu on the first and fifteenth days of the new year, the whole family will eat a meal of white rice.

Hong Tao originally wanted to follow the customs, but after eating a meal of taro, he couldn't follow the customs. In order to prevent constipation in your large intestine and for your own health, don't be suffocated to death, let's be corrupted. Not only do you have to eat rice, but you also have to buy more expensive wheat noodles to steam steamed buns and buns? A seafood bun stuffed with shrimp, you say you're not hungry! Dip in vinegar and chili oil...... Hey, every time Hong Tao thinks about it, he gets his saliva wet on the pillow! Oh, by the way, there are no chili peppers at this time, so then the light vinegar will also be made! You can eat five big buns without vinegar, and you can still eat five big buns without dipping in anything!

It can be said that no matter how skinless and faceless you are, you can't eat rice by yourself, and you can see that everyone next to you is gnawing on taro, not to mention how many children there are. So Hong Tao has already agreed with his godfather Chen Mingen that every time he goes to the town to sell fish, he must exchange it for enough rice, and he can eat taro once in three days, and eat rice the rest of the time. I am sure that I can let everyone live this corrupt life, and if I can't catch so many catches, Hong Tao would rather leave by himself. A modern person who has traveled three times, can't even earn rice from three families, and has the face to cross? If he dies on the reef, he may be able to return to the Pyramid Island and continue to be his Earth Emperor.

However, at present, this fishing business has just started, there are too many places to use money, and the rice is really not enough, Hong Tao can only shamelessly even cover his own stomach with other people's stomachs. Water rice plus steamed salted dried fish, and some sea vegetables, it can be regarded as seafood rice, anyway, the three children of small fish and shrimp eat very fragrant. Although the old man was unhappy, the bamboo chopsticks in his hand did not stop, and after two bowls of rice, he spared a big taro with rice soup, and he didn't know why he ate so much at night, not afraid of overweight!

"Sharpen the knife and don't mistake the woodcutter! Ah Zhu and I took the children out to sea and went to the cage, and everyone rested on the shore for two days! In order to get the crab pots and sails in order as soon as possible, Hong Tao proposed a new way of working early the next morning. At present, there is only one broken sail available, and instead of letting everyone row the boat again and go out to sea to fish, it is better to concentrate on getting the tools right, and when all four sails are ready, it is not too late to go to sea. In fact, he is also selfish, he can't weave crab pots and sew sails, and everyone else is busy, so he is a little embarrassed to be idle alone. In addition, he didn't want to watch Ah Zhu do so much heavy work, since sooner or later he would be his daughter-in-law, so he had to be considerate and let her do less work.

Others didn't understand what Hong Tao meant, but Chen Mingen understood it and felt that it made sense, so Hong Tao loaded the repaired broken sail on the Bozhu boat again, and took Bozhu and the three children to sea. This time I went to the sea area around Drum Island, since the last harvest was good, then I won't change places, and I will clean this piece first. The depth here is also appropriate, the ground cage is not suitable for putting too deep places, so once it hangs, it can't be fished back, there are only three ground cages at present, and losing one is a great loss.

"Azhu, you are an aunt, set an example for the child first, come on, I will teach you to sail when you have your back on you!" Hong Tao didn't let others move this broken sail this time, it had already been torn once, although it was sewn, but the strength was definitely weaker, and he still controlled it himself. However, he didn't let Bo Zhu and the children be idle, and he had to assess the homework of Bo Zhu and the children in the past two days while driving the boat. Jiujiu Song and his own name have to be tested, so a wooden basin was specially placed on the boat, which was full of sand, which was the blackboard of Mr. Hong Taohong.

"Seventy-nine...... Qijiu ......" had just carried more than half of it, and Bo Zhu was suddenly stunned, his mouth stammered and stuck on Qijiu, his face was red, his two hands were twisted together, and his expression was very painful.

"Seventy-nine-sixty-three! Uncle, I will memorize ......" Boyu couldn't stand his aunt's unmotivatedness, interjected and said the answer, and then recited it aloud.