A few people walked all the way and looked at each other, speaking of which, these military households are nominally garrison soldiers, but in fact, they are similar to ordinary old farmers, and they are even inferior to farmers, Maojiatun fields are scarce, and the fields under their names have been occupied, and these military households can only guard this identity, and they have been tied to this land for generations as slaves and servants.

"How many people are there in the stone mortar?" Yang Bo asked

"Shijiu is divided into seven military camps, and there are several people, about 6,000 people, in recent years, people have fled one after another, and there are also people who have been displaced here, in fact, I don't know how many" Han Yan'er was originally the role of the personal housekeeper of the first hundred households, and he was more familiar with these things.

After seeing the boiled salt, I went to see the labor of the Yishan stove household, the trees here are tall, and each tree is hugged by several people, and the trees must be cut down with primitive tools, and they must be cut into small pieces and transported to the seaside, and the amount of labor can be imagined. Many military families here are dragging their families to work here, and they all have vegetables on their faces, and they don't know when they will fall to the ground and can't get up......

In the next few days, Yang Bo was just meditating in the yard every day, and from time to time he walked in front of a large vat, dipped a few drops of seawater and put them in his mouth and smashed them, making others inexplicable.

"The young master must be thinking of some way to cheat the silver," Zhang Gou'er slapped Yang Bo's example, and sipped the seawater

Tie Niu shook his head, "Big brother must be thinking about boiling the sea"

The calf was heartlessly brandishing the long knife on the side, and after being scolded by Yang Bo several times, he no longer dared to touch those bows and arrows

"If you want me to see" Xiao Yulan sat on a big stone to collect clothes, she brushed the stitches in her hair, looked up and said: "It's still the reason what Brother Tie Niu said, the young master is looking at those military households and saying that they are living too hard, so they have to find a way to help them......"

"Someone" A noisy footstep suddenly sounded at the door: "Xiucai Gong has fainted......"

Several people were startled, and quickly threw away the work in their hands and ran out.

Xiucai's face was pale, his eyes were closed, but fortunately, his nose was still trembling, and Han Yan'er and a few military households got a wooden plank and carried him towards the door

"Brother Han, what's wrong?" Xiao Yulan asked Han Yan'er, who looked embarrassed

"This, that......" Han Yan'er hesitated, refusing to say

"Xiucai is dying" The calf grinned and smirked: "I think the bull head and horse face will come to hook him tonight......"

"Phew, wait for the young master to come out and see if you don't tear your mouth" Xiao Yulan took a bite of the calf

"Don't say anything," Iron Bull said in a deep voice

Several people immediately didn't dare to make a sound, Tie Niu was different from them, only he was called Yang Bo's eldest brother, Yang Bo had always been treated as his own brother, Tie Niu easily didn't speak, but as soon as he spoke, everyone else was a little scared.

There was a slamming sound in the inner room, and Yang Bo heard the sound and walked out.

"Adult"

"Young Master"

Yang Bo waved his hand, pointed at Xiucai and said, "What's wrong with him?" ”

Han Yan'er sweated on his forehead: "My lord, Xiucai Gong was working just now, okay, I fainted and fainted......"

Yang Bo walked up to Xiucai and looked at it carefully, then turned his head and attached it to Han Yan'er's ear: "Didn't I tell you to find some lightest work for him to do?" ”

Han Yan'er suddenly screamed: "Adult, adult, the villain arranged for him to stir the brine of the iron pot, this is the lightest work, and it is generally done by old and weak women and children......"

While the two were talking, Xiucai, who was lying on the wooden board, opened his right eye slightly, blinked twice at Xiao Yulan, and then quickly closed it

Xiao Yulan, who was staring at him, sneered and immediately covered her mouth

Yang Bo looked up at Xiao Yulan suspiciously, and walked up to Xiucai, "I'm afraid it's hot weather, and Xiucai has heat stroke......"

"Heat stroke? Would you like to find a doctor?" Han Yan'er hurriedly asked, Yang Bo entrusted people to him, but he didn't expect it to be like this, and his heart has been a little uneasy.

"No, I have an ancestral remedy" Yang Bo rolled up his sleeves and pinched the people who were showing talent

"Huh?" Xiucai sat up straight, he couldn't pretend anymore

"Look at ......" Yang Bo proudly showed off his Korean bite

Han Yan'er was convinced: "The adult is really good......

Xiucai muttered in his heart: "Do you two want to force your face?" Also ancestral home remedies, just find an old farmer with a mountain pimple will do this"

Yang Bo divided five by two, stripped half of Xiucai's clothes, stood aside Xiao Yulan blushed, snorted and ran away

"Go, sit in the shade of the tree and rest, dog, go and bring him some water," Yang Bo stood up, clapped his hands and ordered

Xiucai lowered his head, not daring to look at Yang Bo's eyes, but he was relieved in his heart, but he didn't expect Yang Bo to say again: "Since you can't work, then from tomorrow, you will stand in line with the dogs......"

Xiucai looked at the calf's stupid ~ force, and almost fainted again

When Xiucai was about to fall asleep, the dog ran over and said that Yang Bo was looking for him

"You've been working on the beach for two days, so you must be familiar with this boiled sea?" Yang Bo was not polite and asked directly

Xiucai was taken aback, isn't Yang Bo planning to let him cook the sea again? He didn't dare to speak

"I want to ask you, what are the processes of boiling the sea" Yang Bo was a little impatient, "Process, well, the process is the meaning of the process, that is, what to do first, and then what to do......"

Hearing that Yang Bo wanted to ask himself for advice, Xiucai shook his head and said, "The matter of boiling the sea is easy to hear, the moon waits for the tide with two letters, the tide recedes in the soil, and when the flame is encountered, white flowers are born, and they are scraped and gathered, so as to be real in the mound, and then take the salt water and pour it." The mound, the cave soil is a hole, and the bottom is a slip pond, and there is a connection with it, and it is led by a reed pipe. Water-stained mounds, follow the tube into the pool, throw chickens, almonds, and float as knots, then it can be used. Don't be next to the dendrobium stove, slightly higher than the stove, pour it in, lead to the reed tube, and inject it into the plate from the high. The fried plate, braided bamboo such as a plate, coated with oyster ash, the large plate is fried at night for 200 catties, and the small plate is half ......"

After speaking, he glanced at Yang Bo proudly, who was staring at him coldly

"Talking ...... people"

Xiucai shrunk his neck: "The method of frying salt is roughly like this, the appropriate amount of brine is mixed, and the fire is boiled into salt, and there are five processes, one of which is ......."

After listening to this, Yang Bo walked around the house a few times with his hands behind his back, still puzzled, and turned his head to see Xiucai standing on the side with his head shrunk, so he said: "I asked you to make a new poem, but do you have it?" ”

Xiucai cried with a sad face, thinking of the hardships of the past two days, and after talking with other military households, he also had some feelings and some sadness

Yinwei, who had forgotten Yang Bo at the moment, slowly paced a few steps in the house

"The salt is bitter, the salt is bitter, the in-laws lack regular meals, the children are all over the body, the field service is no longer pity, who in the world reads salt and bitterness......"

"Good!"

Yang Bo slapped Xiucai on the shoulder and slapped Xiucai back, who was away from the nine heavens

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