Wang Xinxing, who returned to the firewood room and was lying on the bed on his back, was not in the same mood as Liu Laoer, he was thinking, thinking about how to go in the future, and how to live in Datang in the future. He remembered a quote he had read many years ago when he had not crossed over: tomorrow will not necessarily be better, but there will be a better tomorrow, and everything that makes you cry on the road to a better tomorrow must be done with a smile. Because God is fair, very fair, when he takes away your last glass of water, as long as you insist on walking a distance, he leaves you a lake in front of you, not only water but also fish.

Thinking of this, Wang Xingxin sat up abruptly and rubbed his messy hair, it seems that it will take at least a year or two for his hair to grow like a Tang Dynasty. As Liu Lao Er said, salt making is not a trivial matter in this era, and the big profits in it can make people desperate. When I didn't cross over, I watched a "Tang Brick", and the protagonist got a knighthood by making salt at the beginning. He doesn't know if the Tang Dynasty he is crossing now is the same as what is written in the book, Jun Shengming, Chen Xianming. He didn't know if he could meet Cheng Biting Jin, who was careless, kind-hearted and kind-hearted in various Tang Wear novels all day long..... He doesn't know if he can travel to a village like those protagonists, so that all the villagers can repay him with death, and he will also accept a loyal butler, a little white maid, and a few brave and loyal guards...... He didn't know all this, he was at a loss.

Just when the whole village was able to take out the wood they had stored to make furniture for him, Wang Xinxing felt that he had exchanged the profits from salt making, and he didn't fully believe that this would make the whole village regard him as his own family and their benefactor. He narrowly believes that in addition to family affection, there is also iron-clad friendship and pure love from ancient times to the present, so who can give without reservation. came to this strange Datang, and the villagers surnamed Liu in Yuanlou Village have only been together for a few days, so naturally it is impossible to have deep feelings, everything is a benefit. No matter how simple and kind the ancients were, if there was no salt production, they would let Liu Lao Er take most of the land if they settled here and got a share of the land. I won't starve to death, but it won't be like this.

Thinking of this, Wang Xinxing felt that if he wanted to live a happy and leisurely life in Datang, he had to make the people around him profitable. Maybe after a long time together, they can really integrate into a family. Your limited knowledge and learning is a powerful tool to ensure such a life! Since the method of salt making cannot be taken for a long time, then give it up, and give up the salt making technique in exchange for a talisman, so it is cost-effective. After talking with Liu Laohan, I did know that the Tang Dynasty war horse has not yet used a horseshoe. Before the crossing, the murals I saw in the Mogao Grottoes did not seem to be hooves, but simple protection of horses' hooves made of cowhides and the like.

What I can come up with is a horseshoe, printing, which is a big thing for the country. If you want to make money, soap, frosting, and honeycomb coal seem to be able to try it. If you learn from the protagonist of another book, you can find a more transparent silk cloth and make a vegetable greenhouse.....

sorted out the things he knew in his mind, and he found that even if he was innocent and naked, as long as he had advanced consciousness, he could also thrive in Datang, if it weren't for his EQ and IQ was not very high, he was afraid that he would be cut off by Comrade Li Er, so that he could mix in the officialdom of Datang, although he didn't dare to win 10,000 households, at least he could get an uncle or something. Think about the IQ of the ancients, think about the darkness of officialdom, and think about this era when Confucianism and the family were big. Forget it! We don't want ten thousand households, as long as 100 acres of land, we don't want all the people to be virtuous, as long as we are in harmony with the township.

After thinking of this, he sat cross-legged on the bed and took out all the silver, and I don't know how much it weighed, about thirty taels, and half a basket of copper coins. Took the silver out of the firewood room and looked around at no one, after Liu Laoer's snoring came from his house. Wang Xinxing went to the latrine in the dark, dug a small pit with his hands in the corner of the latrine and buried the more than 30 taels of silver in it. After burying it, I stepped on it with my feet, and I sprinkled a bubble on it by the way......

Wang Xinxing, who hid the silver and returned to the firewood room, felt much more settled in his heart, so he fell asleep in a daze. It's another night's nightmare, or maybe a spring dream......

Wang Xingxin, who was sleeping fragrantly, was awakened by a noisy noise, walked out with his shoes on, and saw that the villagers were in full swing to make salt, and looked at Wang Xingxin, who had not yet fully lit up, yawned greatly, and walked towards Liu Laoer, who was grinding coarse salt on the side with sleepy eyes.

"Uncle Liu, why did you come so early."

"It's still early! If you don't hurry up so much salt, when will these people finish making it? Besides, there are still twenty loads after this batch is made, and we can rest assured that we will hand over the secret method to the government as soon as possible. You baby hurry up and wash up and make that delicious soup cake for everyone, everyone has been dry for an hour and hasn't eaten yet! ”

Thinking of what he talked about with Liu Lao Er yesterday, Wang Xingxin also felt that it was indeed the most correct choice to hand it over to the government as soon as possible, so he didn't say anything about washing his hands and face, as for brushing his teeth? Now I don't have this condition.,Use your own skills.,Tongue ......、

It didn't take long for the bolognese sauce to be ready. The noodles were all made with the help of the two mothers-in-law in the village, and they were waiting for the pot. Wang Xingxin beckoned the fire to rest for a while, and when the noodles were ready, everyone was full before working.

Now if an outsider passes by Liu Laoer's yard, they will hear the sound of sucking and eating noodles, although the sound is so loud that it can't break through the nine days, it is quite spectacular, and the adults and children are really spectacular in addition to the more than 20 people who are still breastfeeding! At least Wang Xingxin thinks it is spectacular, and he is also very successful, he used to make noodles for at most two or three people, but now more than 20 people are greedily eating the noodles he made, which makes him feel full of accomplishment.

After eating noodles, looking at the sun that was about to rise with a touch of red light, Wang Xingxin shouted loudly! "I want more people in Yuanlou Village, and in a year I want 280 people to eat noodles in my compound at the same time!" It must have broken through the Nine Heavens. ”

Under the puzzled gaze of everyone, Wang Xingxin took the wooden stick in the hand of a half-grown baby and stirred it vigorously in the wooden barrel that dissolved the salt water, he was full of energy, this power came from the nascent sun, and he felt that he was now the golden saint who broke out in the small universe of the eighth sense under the sun! Just when Wang Xingxin was tired and quickly stirred, Liu Lao Er patted him on the shoulder and said, "New baby, there is no salt in this bucket, you are very good."

Wang Xingxin took the wooden stick in his hand and asked Liu Lao'er: "Uncle Liu really didn't put salt?" Kid wasted his efforts? ”

"Of course!"

After a ghost crying wolf, Wang Xingxin hid his face and fled......

After Wang Xingxin came back, he was sent by Liu Lao Er to take a few half-old babies to look for firewood, and now the firewood for boiling salt is a little insufficient, and the anxious Liu Lao Er can't wait to tear down the firewood room where Wang Xingxin lives to burn the fire and boil salt. Wang Xingxin and a few little babies drove the ox cart to pick up firewood outside the village. Although there are few trees in the Guanzhong area, some shrubs, hay and reeds by the river are all good firewood for fire, and it is easy to pull back an ox cart.

The little babies worked very energetically after eating a delicious pasta meal in the morning, and none of them were lazy. When Wang Xinxing got a cart of firewood, he rubbed his sore waist and then died, and he wanted to pull the little babies and tell them stories to rest, he was not good to be lazy alone, so he took the little babies to be lazy together. About an hour later, Wang Xingxin, who finished telling the condensed version of Journey to the West, took the children to continue the great cause of collecting firewood.

After picking up the firewood from the three ox carts, Wang Xinxing looked at it almost enough until dark, and never went to collect firewood again, lying on his bed in the firewood room, humming tiredly. Liu Laoer, who went to visit him, looked at Wang Xinxing, who was humming and chirping, and said: "The new baby looks like he has never done farm work, and he is not even as good as those half-grown babies, and he is born to enjoy a happy life!" You might as well rest. ”

"Uncle Liu, let's just buy firewood to burn, this reed hay is not burned, three carts of reeds are not as good as one cart of dry firewood."

Liu Laohan thought for a while and said: "Yes, now we have to give up the money from selling firewood if we want to finish the salt as soon as possible. ”

Not to mention that Liu Lao Er arranged for someone to drive an ox cart to sell firewood.

Someone said that often the beginning of many unfortunate things happened by coincidence, Liu Lao Er arranged for his son to go to Liu Gangzi, who was making furniture for Wang Xinxing at home, to buy firewood, and this time he was targeted by someone with a heart.

Wang Xinxing, who was lying on the bed and humming, and Liu Laohan, who was working intensively, did not know that bad luck was about to happen, one of them was thinking that if they had money to buy a few maids and servants, one was thinking that after selling the salt, they would buy twenty loads of coarse salt after refining, and they had to ask the new baby how much else he had to make a fortune......