Zhao Xiang watched from the sidelines, and Chen Hanlin directly called Chen Chun "Xiucai", which can be seen that he usually calls it that, which is somewhat funny.

Chen Chun left, along with the other twenty-five villagers of the North Branch of Liushui. Twenty heads of households remained.

There is nothing to say about renting land, and as soon as Chen Chun left, he was nothing more than talking about "iron oxen" and rice seeds, and then it was about recruiting workers.

As soon as the twenty heads of households heard that a lifting passage was being built to transport supplies, they immediately joined in. They are naturally envious of Wutian Village, because the iron ox and other tools will be transported down from here when the time comes, and Wutian Village will have a geographical advantage, which is incomparable to the North Branch of Liushui.

Regarding dinner, Zhao Xiang was reluctant to travel to modern times to buy ready-made ones, and directly handed over the matter to He Defang. handed him a small bag of silver grains, but he called Zhaodi, a stupid girl who was on the pestle road, handed the money bag to her in front of Zhao Xiang, and ordered: "The money is kept by you, I will let Sande and Xiaowen go into the city to buy it together, and you have to remember how much it costs." ”

Zhao Di was dumbfounded: "But uncle, I just learned pinyin and can't write!" ”

He Defang said: "It's okay, just remember it and see if there are any discrepancies." After speaking, look at Zhao Xiang.

Of course, Zhao Xiang knew what He Defang meant, on the one hand, he avoided suspicion, and on the other hand, he pushed Zhao Di to himself, that is, to tell Zhao Xiang that Zhao Di was your person.

Zhao Xiang said with a smile: "Listen to the old man of He Xiang, you can take care of the money." If you don't know how to write, you can learn it one day. ”

Regarding the food standard, Zhao Xiang said very simply: "There are fish, meat and vegetables." ”

Fish is easy to buy, and there is a fish market by the pontoon bridge outside the south gate of the sub-city, all of which are fish caught in the river. But pork is not easy to buy, butchers sell it early in the morning until mid-morning, and the meat stinks at noon on such a hot day. Now to buy meat, you can only go to the pig dealer to buy the whole pig, and then find the pig killer to kill it now.

As for greens...... A few and a half girls in Wutian Village have already gone to the estuary beach under the leadership of Zhao Di to pick cabbage, and dozens of acres of beach land are full of cabbage, and they can't eat it all year round.

Hei Niu built a few earthen stoves at the entrance of the village and put on the big iron pot provided by Zhao Xiang.

This time, the entire Wutian Village plus the 20 heads of the North Branch of Liushui ate together, and the rice could only be steamed in large wooden barrels. The rice is the most common rice in modern times, but it costs more than two yuan for a catty, and it costs more than two hundred yuan for a bag of a full hundred catties of rice to pour into a large wooden barrel.

It seems that the supply of rice has to be solved as soon as possible, and the supply can be held up in a short period of time, but where can it be supported if it is supplied for a long time.

It was Xu Sande and Zhang Wen who saved money. The porter behind him pushed a cart of fish meat.

The hairy pig (whole live) is twenty cents per catty, one hundred and ten catties, and it costs one or two or five cents to pay with sterling silver. Asked the reason, Xu Sande explained very proudly: "Sir, the silver pawnshop you took is extremely high-quality, one or two for 1,300 yuan, and I bargained with the pig dealer, so I can get this price." ”

Zhao Xiang converted it in his heart, and the sterling silver grain he bought was exactly four grams, which he accurately calculated with the old medicine scale - a pound in the Southern Song Dynasty is 633 grams in modern times, and a coin is almost 3.95 grams, so the direct formulation is 4 grams of silver grains. When I bought it, the price of a gram of sterling silver was 5 yuan, slightly higher than the market price of 4.2 yuan at that time, but it didn't matter, after all, it was formulated - that is, a silver grain of one penny, it was twenty yuan, and a 110-pound hairy pig actually only spent fifteen silver grains, 300 yuan!

Counting the fish, a river fish weighing four or five catties is more than 70 catties, and it is only two grains of silver, 40 yuan!

It seems that in the future, it is necessary to train the villagers to eat more fish and meat and less rice, and this cart of pork and fish is only 340 yuan, but a bag of rice is more than 200 yuan, and it hurts to think about it.

However, having said that, the expenditure of more than 500 yuan can cope with the food of more than 100 people, which is definitely a very good deal, and these more than 100 people have also worked for themselves for a day!

Smoke rose from the entrance of the village.

Zhao Xiang did not cook by himself this time, but stood aside to guide He Defang's wife.

He Po is only in her forties, she looks much younger than He Xianglao, and when she sees He Po's figure, you can know why He Defang, a small old man, has a strong and abnormal son. He Po is also very quick to work, but she can't stand Zhao Xiang's extravagance and waste.

"Mr. Zhao, you don't need to put so much salt, just a little taste is ......"

Zhao Xiang smiled: "It doesn't matter, it's so hot, everyone sweats a lot of work, you have to add some salt, otherwise your legs will be weak." ”

"Mr. Zhao, there is no need to put spices in pork, everyone is coarse, how can there be so many ......"

Zhao Xiang smiled: "It doesn't matter, the most important thing is delicious, this is just star anise cinnamon and bay leaves, and I didn't put much, I didn't dare to eat it if I put too much." ”

"Oh my God, Mr. Zhao, what are you going to do with this half pot of lard?"

Zhao Xiang pointed to the pickled river fish next to him, and smiled: "Fry it, fry the skin, and then boil the soy sauce water, which is more fragrant." ”

Finally, Mrs. He stopped talking, Mr. Zhao put whatever he wanted into the pot, and Mr. Zhao asked her to do whatever she wanted. She hadn't eaten Mr. Zhao's cooking, but the black cow had no appetite for two days after coming back, so she knew that it must be extremely delicious.

The food of Bailai people is only coarse and full, and Mr. Zhao still has to put so many spices, and the bottles containing spices alone are very particular......

Take the boiling water and mix it with the oil residue, which is a supreme delicacy, but Mr. Zhao just wants to fry it, put lard, and fry garlic until it is burnt. He said "fry quickly", he didn't say anything when he was tired, Zhang Wen fanned the fan underneath, and his face was black...... Not to mention that the fried is fragrant, it is more watery and verdant than freshly picked and washed! He Po took advantage of people's inattention to secretly eat a stick, only to find that the cabbage that she had eaten all her life was actually eaten in vain!

Zhao Xiang has participated in more than 100 dinners for more than 100 people, but it is the first time Zhao Xiang has seen such a scene where every family moves out the tables and chairs and puts them at the entrance of the village and starts to eat.

The woman and the child did not go to the table, but He Xianglao insisted on letting Zhao Di and Zhang Wen go to the table and sit next to Zhao Xiang for no other reason, because one was the woman he helped Zhao Xiang "determine", and the other was Zhao Xiang's "apprentice". The villagers saw it, but they were more concerned about the large pieces of braised pork and river fish in front of them, even those ordinary cabbages, after Zhao Xiang's guidance, they also became delicious in the world.

A whole hundred catties of steamed white rice were eaten, and a whole pig was wiped out.

Before the sky completely darkened, this dinner without wine was over - no wine, this is the biggest regret of the black bull. He had smelled the unconcealable smell of wine outside the main hall. I even heard about the sweetness and deliciousness of sake from my father, He Defang. It's just that today's scene is obviously impossible and unsuitable to bring out such fine wine.

But a large pot of milky pork bone soup is already the biggest delicacy after the meal.

After the meal, the villagers of the North Branch of Liushui, under the leadership of Chen Hanlin, came over to thank Zhao Xiang, and of course made a statement: as long as Zhao Xiang does not dislike it, he is willing to help with all his might.

For the other villagers of the North Branch of Liushui, helping is nothing more than contributing, but for Chen Hanlin, who has a certain talent in construction, a word of help is not just as simple as it seems, which means that he has to let go of Chen Chun's work to expand the courtyard and turn to Zhao Xiang to do things.

Of course, that will have to come after the farming work.