I saw Miss Ying'er pointing to a stall that was making vegetable stalks and asked.

"That's a wild herb terrier." Qin Zhen explained: "It is a special snack in a small fishing village. ”

"Is this delicious?" Miss Ying'er's eyes moved.

She has eaten a lot of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and she has never seen such a strange snack.

Vendors dressed in uniform skewer several unknown vegetable stalks on bamboo skewers, put them on the stove to smoke, and occasionally sprinkle some spices on them, and the tempting fragrance is slowly fragrant.

"What did they sow?" Miss Ying'er straightened the tip of her nose and felt that it smelled good.

"Refined fish oil and coarse salt." Qin Zhen said with a smile: "In the past, when the conditions were difficult, there were no such things, and the people in the village stuffed the vegetable stalks into their mouths when they were cooked, and a vegetable stalk could only be half a bowl of Guanyin soil." ”

Looking at the roasted and steaming vegetable stalks, Qin Zhen couldn't help but think of the difficult life of eating vegetable stalks with Liu Juan for a few days. This thing is salty and hard, like an over-pickled mustard stalk, which is difficult to bite, and the wild boars in the mountains do not eat it, but it is the ration that the villagers of the small fishing village rely on for survival.

Since the sea was opened to fish, everyone in the village has refined fish oil, not to mention brushing the yellow fish oil on this vegetable stalk, sprinkling some seasoning, and it has a unique flavor.

As the days go by, it becomes a local snack in a small fishing village.

"Guanyin soil?" Miss Ying'er looked dazed, and heard a very unfamiliar word again.

Nangong Yuan and Tang Xuan also cast puzzled glances at this moment, and the former asked in a deep voice: "Brother Qin, what is this Guanyin soil you are talking about?" Is it also a snack? ”

"Guanyin soil is just burned dry mud, which is used to fill your stomach when you have nothing to eat." When Qin Zhen said this, he was very indifferent, and the contrast with the three people who were stunned was obvious: "You can't eat too much of this thing, if you eat too much, you will die." ”

"How can a man eat dirt?" Tang Xuan was shocked.

"Yes, Brother Qin, don't you want us to be happy!" Nangong Yuan was also very suspicious.

"Full of Jinglun and singing for peace, why don't you look down at the common people?" Qin Zhen sighed in a low voice: "There have been major droughts and famines for many years, there is no harvest of grain grains, and the cultivated land is extinct, what can you eat if you don't eat mud?" If you don't believe me, go to the countryside and see what kind of life the people live there. ”

Nangong Yuan and Tang Xuan looked at each other, wanting to say something, but they couldn't say anything.

Nangong is a child of a family, so he naturally has no worries about food and clothing; Although Tang Xuan is a poor family, he is not a working class, how can he know about the suffering of the world?

"Then why don't you eat meat?" Miss Ying'er asked her soul question at this moment.

Since she was a child, she really can't understand how hard the people can be.

In her opinion, those people living in the coastal city, who live in the old and dilapidated, with three meals and three dishes and one soup a day, are already poor, no matter how poor and miserable they are, how bitter can they be?

At this time, the vendor happened to roast the vegetable stalks, Qin Zhen took a bunch and handed it over, and said.

"Miss Ying'er wants to try it?"

Miss Ying'er was stunned and seemed to hesitate, but finally made up her mind to take it.

She tasted it, and before she had even taken a few bites, she frowned and spit it out.

"It's unpalatable!"

Even if it is wrapped in fragrant fish oil, wild vegetables are wild vegetables, and the rough, salty and hard taste cannot be changed.

Nangong Yuan and Tang Xuan also tried one bite after another.

The former frowned and blurted out, "Can this thing really be eaten?" It's harder to swallow than the coarse chaff that my family eats! ”

Tang Xuan didn't speak, but chewed slowly, and a touch of profundity passed over his face.

Qin Zhen ate with relish.

Not only him, but many poor people around him had already lined up in a long line, and many people were full of praise after tasting it.

This thing doesn't cost money, it's free.

The main thing is a feeling and characteristics.

Thinking of the fact that in the places where she couldn't see, there were so many toiling people who were hungry with wild vegetables and eating dirt to fill their stomachs, Miss Ying'er's heart was a little blocked, and it was not very comfortable.

Although she is a little arrogant, she is actually good-natured.

"I heard people say that the year is not good, and many people can't eat because of the crops, but I don't believe it, but now it seems that I am self-righteous." Nangong Yuan sighed for a long time, a little regretful: "Brother Qin, the reason why you are doing business must be to let the villagers have a full meal, right?" ”

"It's no secret, the things sold at this shopping festival are the work of the old folks in Jinhai County, and thousands of people are counting on this meal." Qin Zhen said truthfully: "Winter is coming soon, and this year is another disaster year, if you can't take the opportunity to make more money to buy some rice grain, the villagers are afraid that they will starve again." ”

The small fishing village is okay, under the leadership of Qin Zhen, the rural construction is impressive, at least there is no problem of insufficient food and clothing.

But outsiders other than small fishing villages can't say for sure.

Nowadays, more than 1,000 outsiders are working in small fishing villages to make a living, and if Qinzhen can't open up sales channels in the coastal city and can't sell things, it can only reduce production capacity and lay off redundant workers. When winter comes, you can imagine what will happen to those villagers who have nowhere to go.

"This Huang Dalang is really a brute! In order to make some money, the joint merchants suppressed Brother Qin! Tang Xuan was a little indignant.

Huang Dalang's suppression of Qin Zhen has long been well known.

Before, Tang Xuan also felt that both of them were businessmen, and it was a good thing for businessmen to seek profit and benefit the people.

But now it seems that Huang Dalang is here to make money, and Qin Zhen is to lead the villagers to make a living!

Your old Huang family has made money for so many years, can't you share a mouthful of soup for the villagers to drink?

After Tang Xuan said this, Nangong Yuan and Miss Ying'er also came back to their senses, and after thinking about it carefully, this was indeed the case.

"He's a live animal!" Nangong Yuan scolded: "I didn't think this kid was like a good person in Baiyang Building before, but now it seems that it is really a proper bad batch!" ”

Qin Zhen really didn't expect that because of a vegetable stalk, the two of them would be able to pull the topic to Huang Dalang.

He scolded so hard.

"Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?" Miss Ying'er said in a deep voice, "My father can help you." ”

"It's just some trivial things, how dare you worry the city lord?" In Qin Zhen's heart, the world is as black as a crow, and there is a use in crying miserably?

But I never thought that this Miss Ying'er was kind-hearted, not like those high-ranking officials, not a beast, not a bastard, not a parasite......

"Brother Qin, since that's the case, I'll help you with this!" Nangong Yuan waved his hand, patted Qin Zhen on the shoulder and said: "I don't have any other skills, but I have some money left in my hand, I must spend and support fiercely today!" It can be regarded as doing some modest help for the villagers. ”

"Count me in." Tang Xuan also responded to the Tao.