Chapter 129 Slowly Tuzhi

"What do the officials want so many rice bags for? Is it really rice to eat? Gong Yi Nianhuai shook his head and asked with a wry smile, is this official of the Great Song Dynasty still an addict?

"Hehe, Nianhuai, why don't you understand? Rice sacs can not only be used to make porridge, but also a good medicine, if used as a condiment, it can make the food delicious. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Mo said that it is an official family, that is, an ordinary people's family, who can resist its temptation? It's just that the quantity is too small to really be like food. "Meng Zhijing clicked his lips, as if he was reminiscing.

"yes. Gongzi loses, I don't know if you have eaten? Another benefit of rice sacs is that they can concentrate energy, make people feel relaxed and invigorated, and can exert greater skills than usual. Zhang Yan salivated, showing a look of intoxication.

Gong Nian Huai was taken aback, "What's the matter, Brother Zhang, you soldiers also eat this thing?" ”

"Yes, as long as there is a task to perform, we will get a small bag of rice. It's just that, hey, when I entered this village, the little one hasn't performed much of a decent mission. Zhang Yan scratched his head and glanced at Meng Zhijing embarrassedly.

"Hmph, Zhang Yan, if you want to go back to the barracks, no one will stop you." Meng Zhijing glanced at Zhang Yan and said with fake anger.

"Hehe, Childe, where is this the case, if you rush here, you can't stop it." Zhang Yan was even more embarrassed, and scratched his scalp with a click.

What? Ouch hey, isn't this a three-gun unit? The steel gun in his hand, the cigarette gun in his palm, and the Ruyi gun under his crotch, the public lost Nianhuai in a trance as if he had stepped into the Republic of China period in later generations.

If it is not refined, the toxicity of rice sacs will not be very great, but it can't withstand long-term consumption, and this thing is very addictive.

The ancestors of the Europeans who dared to love later generations began the Opium War in the sixth and seventh centuries, but they had not yet mastered the method of refining opium. This is a great task to be accomplished by their descendants in the eighteenth century.

In this way, the opium that poisoned the Chinese nation in later generations was just that the Europeans carried forward the great cause of their ancestors and successfully promoted it to the whole world, taking it as a pioneer and successfully controlling the world.

It's true that dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of mice can make holes, and the genes are so difficult to change. It's just that with the development of human science and technology, the descendants of Europeans have brought the toxicity of opium poppy to the extreme.

Gong Yi Nianhuai smiled, "The little brother is just a flat-headed person, the rice sac is so precious, the little brother's cheap belly doesn't dare to pretend, hehe, the little brother retracts what he just said, Brother Meng doesn't have to make rice sac rabbit meat for the little brother." In order to show the sincerity of the younger brother, and to compensate for the regret that Brother Meng couldn't show his cooking skills, in addition to the little brother's chicken, he added a Dongpo elbow, Brother Meng, how about the little brother compensate you and several brothers like this? ”

Gong Nian Huai faced the monster of poppy, and he couldn't think of a good way to deal with it if he wanted to break his head. Even in the afterlife, in the face of an addicted person, there is no good way except for compulsory drug rehabilitation.

And from the chatting words of Meng Zhijing and several people, Gong Yi Nianhuai heard that rice sacs in the Great Song Dynasty, from the highest level of officials to the poor people who couldn't open the pot, all thought that rice bags were a good thing. Gong Yi Nianhuai is just a cloth-clothed commoner, who has neither power nor power, how can he reverse the trend that has become a trend? The mantis arm blocks the car, showing courage and increasing the laughter.

In the later generations, if there was no great courage of Taizu to sweep the world, how could he sweep opium away from the land of China?

Gong Nian Huai thought to himself that he couldn't even compare to a single hair of Taizu, and he didn't dare to expect that he could make one-ten-thousandth of Taizu's merits. Moreover, in the time and space of the Great Song Dynasty, people only saw the good side of the poppy, and were far from understanding its real evil, so if Gong Nian Huai now recounts the thousands of evils of the poppy, it will not help except for a hundred kinds of shameful laughter.

"Dongpo elbow? Nian Huai, what kind of delicacy is this? Hehe, brother, you don't have to be sympathetic to the little brother, since the little brother has accepted the rules of the little brother, that is, the promise of the little brother, the little brother of rice sac rabbit meat will make it for you. If the elder brother is not in a hurry to feast, wait, when the new rice sac comes down, the younger brother will make it for you, and the rabbit meat will be more tender at that time, how about it? Meng Zhijing's persistence has come up again, and it can also be said that the donkey's temper has flare up again, and he is going backwards without leaving.

Gong Yi Nianhuai smiled bitterly, how dare you eat this thing poppy? It's just that if you don't know, if you still eat it now, the memory of the body and brain gutter will be more profound, and you will be addicted if you are not addicted.

"Hehe, little brother thanked me first." Gong lost Nian Huai arched his hand, first uncover this article, and then entangle it, it is meaningless and unnecessary, read it slowly. At best, it's called Xu Xu Tuzhi.

"Brother Meng, brothers, haven't you ever eaten Dongpo elbow?" This time it was the turn of the public to lose Nian Huai, and he was puzzled. In later generations, Dongpo's elbow was one of his favorites, and it is said that it was created by the great writer Su Shi.

With Su Shi's reputation and influence in the Great Song Dynasty, Dongpo's elbow should not be known in the deep alleys. Moreover, Gong Yi Nianhuai read a biography of Dongpo written by Lin Yutang back then, and remembered in a trance that the dish of Dongpo elbow was created by Su Shi when he was demoted to Huangzhou. And Huangzhou is not far from Zaoyang, people like Meng Zhijing will not know it. Unless Dongpo elbow was created by Su Shi in Huangzhou, it is itself a fictitious thing.

"Nianhuai, listening to your tone, we should know?" Meng Zhijing's eyes were full of circles, and he looked at Gong Yi Huai in confusion.

"Su Shi Su Dongpo's masterpiece, Brother Meng, you don't know?" Gong Nian Huai bit out the words one by one, thinking about the eyes of Meng Zhijing and the three of them looking at him just now, Gong Nian Huai wanted to play tricks on them for no reason.

"Hehe, knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, learning is endless, learning is endless, and it is normal not to know. Nian Huai, how to do this Dongpo elbow, the little brother is a little impatient. If it is really produced by Mr. Dongpo, it will be an extraordinary product, and it is even more common for us to be vulgar. If you add the skillful cooking of Brother Nianhuai, it will definitely complement each other. ”

Meng Zhijing said a word, and he was dumbfounded when he heard it, Nima's, Meng Zhijing's cheekiness was thick, and he put on such a wonderful hat for his ignorance, so that he couldn't argue, and he had to pick a thumbs up and say admiration.

"Brother Meng praised falsely, the younger brother's cooking skills are rude, and he is afraid that he will insult Mr. Dongpo's hard work. The younger brother asked Chef Liu for some pig's trotters the next day, so he made this Dongpo elbow for a few brothers. ”

"Pig meat! Then there's Brother Lao. Meng Zhijing's gaze was like a paper core that had burned out of lamp oil, and it instantly dimmed, and he owed a debt, pointing to the rabbit cage and saying, "Nian Huai, can we test the effect of the medicine?" ”

Gong Yi Nianhuai was stunned, what's wrong? Meng Zhijing's transformation is too fast. Gong Nian Huai's gaze swept over Zhang Yan and the three of them, Zhang Yan and the three of them still looked at themselves with burning eyes, judging from the sensation of their throats, the index fingers of the three of them moved, and they were so hungry by Dongpo's elbow that they couldn't do it, and the performance of Meng Zhijing was clearly distinguished.

Could it be that as rumored in later generations, the Song people were not fond of pork? Judging from the performance of Zhang Yan and Meng Zhijing, whether pork is just not accepted by the upper class, but not by the lower class, if there is meat to eat, it is considered the New Year.

Gong Yi Nianhuai was just a little stunned, and it passed, after all, this is just a trivial matter, and it is not worth bothering about.

In fact, judging from Gong Nianhuai's observations, at least in this village, he did not see anyone raising pigs.

Pigs are omnivores, and they can eat anything. As long as there is grass, not only sheep can be raised, but also pigs can be raised, and compared with sheep, the comprehensive benefits of pigs are higher than sheep.

It's just that Gong Yi Nianhuai can't understand why the Song people love sheep and reject pigs. If it is pig raising, it can not only provide enough meat and change the dietary structure of the Song people, but also accumulate farm fertilizer and feed the crops, forming a more reasonable ecological circle.

Gong Nian Huai shook his head, and wanted to conduct a penicillin live test after dinner, but after this small talk, the information he got made Gong Nian Huai a little distracted, especially the attitude of the Song people towards poppies, which made him unexpected, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Oh, good." Hearing Meng Zhijing's suggestion, Gong Nian Huai withdrew his gaze from Zhang Yan and the three of them and stood up.

As soon as the three of them heard that there was work to do, and it was still a long-awaited live experiment, including Meng Zhijing, several young people immediately became excited, and all rice sacs and Dongpo elbows went to Java to play. That's the good thing about young people, there's always a myriad of excitement that can be ignited at any time.

Niu Ben jumped up and went to the corner of the yard to carry the rabbit cage, which was the same two that had been given to Niu Niu and the stone. At this time, the two rabbits drooped their ears, stared at a pair of red eyes, looked at a few people outside the cage, there was no look of horror in their eyes, it seems that after a few days, they have become accustomed to the two-legged monster dangling in front of their eyes, the two-legged monster not only did not abuse them, but also gave them grass to eat, which was much more stable than running around in the field to forage for food.

"Nian Huai, use this syringe?" Meng Zhijing walked out of the room with a box containing a syringe in his hand, looking at Gong Nian Huai with a look of anticipation.

Gong Yi Nianhuai touched his chin and hesitated. The needle tube engraved in iron pear wood with a silver needle is used by rabbits? The treatment of this rabbit has caught up with the Jade Emperor, and even the rabbit on the moon is not enough level.

"What's going on?" Meng Zhijing looked at Gong Nian Huai with a blank look, opened the lid of the box as he spoke, and handed it to Gong Nian Huai.

"Oh, Brother Meng, let's see if there is any other way. Such a noble syringe is used on a rabbit, and the little brother can't get over the hurdle in his heart. Gong Nian Huai took the box, closed the lid with a click, and turned around and put it on the table.

"Brother Meng, let Brother Meng do this first step, and I'll give it to you." Seeing the fleeting disappointment in Meng Zhijing's eyes, Gong Nian Huai couldn't bear to ruin his good mood, pushed the boat down the river, and gave him the procedure of skin test.

"Really? Hahaha, how is that good? Meng Zhijing's face bloomed instantly, much more brilliant than a chrysanthemum, "How do you get it?" ”