Five days later, at the riverside pier.

Song Zhifu and other government officials, as well as Li Zhixian and other county officials, watched Zhao Li and the four people control the ship to Nanjing.

Four days ago, they received news that they had made a delivery today, and that they would leave before dawn, and that it was only two o'clock in the morning when they arrived in the village.

The villagers have brought soap onto the boat, and by the way, they have erected the fishslide designed by Hanhan.

It is a slide that is made of bamboo to make turns, including a re-elongated shelf where the fish are handled.

The lieutenant beckoned everyone to breakfast, and there were extra people coming today.

The ranks of officials were huge, and they knew that Xiaqiu Village was collecting artemisia and knotweed in the surrounding villages, so they followed the notice in the county seat.

They decided for themselves, exchanged the dried fish they had brought back, and then enlisted those who had not yet served their labor this year and sent them by car.

In fact, the village had a separate channel to contact the prince, and the seal letter was given.

Zhu Wentian told the officials to see if they had any letters to write to the prince and send them together.

Strengthen their ties with the palace, and in the future, they will be promoted to Nanjing, and the village will take care of them.

Governor Song was very grateful, he was not a fool, he could see the thoughts of the masters.

Breakfast consists of fish porridge, fried fish segments, glutinous rice siu mai with fish, and small pickles.

When those who had been called up for labor came out, they were told that they did not need to bring their own dry rations, but that they could just follow along.

These people came from poor families, and they were generally recruited to work locally, trying not to burden them.

When they saw that the lieutenant asked them to eat together, and then looked at the rice, they swallowed their saliva one after another.

When it was time to eat, they devoured as much as they could.

"Eat slowly, don't eat to death, you can't eat anymore, I'll bring you dried fish when I go back, don't eat it!"

The lieutenant himself didn't eat it first, persuaded one by one, and promised to give things.

The other party rubbed his stomach and stopped, looking like he could eat these things again.

"Really give?" Those who are persuaded to stay should check it.

"Give, twenty pounds for one person." The governor assures.

"Your village is having a good day, you can see it one by one."

He found that he was different from the people in Xiaqiu Village, and the faces of the people in Xiaqiu Village could not see the dishes.

The villagers always smiled, and they didn't see the sorrow of life at all.

At first glance, the clothes knew that they were new, there were no patches, and all the patches were dismantled to make rags.

The table at which we eat together is not a patchwork, including plates, bowls, and saucers.

"Be diligent...... Well! In the past, the village sometimes didn't have enough to eat, so it had to learn new methods. ”

The lieutenant wanted to say that he was industrious, but after thinking about it again, it was useless to be industrious.

"Yes, you have to learn!" Li Zhixian spoke up: "Look at Xiaqiu Village, after they harvest rice, they can also plant a crop of rape and hemp." Prefect, let's ......"

"Post notices to the people, and order people to go to various villages to teach, and one acre is one acre."

The prefect of Song said that he was actually waiting for the court to sue the people.

The court hasn't made a move yet, so he won't wait, Ning Guofu will do it first.

At least this year, the villages around Xiaqiu Village will plant and rent large livestock from Xiaqiu Village.

There are already livestock in the village, and after raising them, they are a good laborer.

A cow can plough two acres of land a day, and horses can plough more.

It's just that most people can't afford horses, so they have to give them concentrate.

Xiaqiu Village has to buy grain to feed, and the grain grown in the village is not enough to eat.

Fifty people and twenty cars came to help, and they walked slowly after eating, ate their food, and then helped unload the weeds.

Not to mention twenty catties of dried fish, it is worth it for a breakfast, and it is earned.

"In the next month, you will send grass to the village from Xuancheng, eat in the village, and go home in the evening.

You can take whatever you give in the village, and go back with us this afternoon. ”

Wang Dianshi said to the people who worked that this was the purpose of choosing these people.

The person who worked showed a look of surprise, and a meal?

When the grass is unloaded, see what work is going on in the village and help.

The villagers of Xiaqiu Village left a hundred carts to dig peat for the land left for wheat planting.

Those who didn't leave then led the cattle to plow, found corners and corners to open up some wasteland, and said that they would plant garlic this year.

Seeing the huge convoy walk out, the helpers were frightened again.

It's not a question of getting better anymore, what's going on?

After unloading the grass, they went to the chief and asked what the work was.

When they went to the edge of the paddy field, they were speechless when they saw rice mixed with jute.

At noon, I will eat pork today, and a pot of trembling braised pork will be served on the table, and the rice will be dry.

They watched, and fell silent.

The officials smiled secretly when they saw their expressions.

Let's deliberately, let you experience it, and then go back to promote farming, see if you listen to it?

Zhu Wentian saw it, observe the study group, right?

The point is that you don't pay for the meal? I'll give you two less fish when you leave in the afternoon.

He eats, interjects from time to time, and jumps in the words heyhehehe!

Observation group, no, it was the helpers who were eating nearby, looking at Zhu Wentian's appearance, he said that this is the eldest son, right? It's too spoiled, but it's a pity that it's a fool.

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"It's time to eat, the girl is about to cut the sausage, it! How can we not make this taste? ”

In Nanjing, Zhu Yuanzhang asked Queen Ma for lunch, and soap was delivered, along with other food.

Last time, Zhou Zong brought something back, and by the way, he admitted his mistake and fell into the pit by looking for a master.

There is food in it, let people try it first, and if they find that there is no problem, everyone will eat it again.

Small cakes, bacon are normal, shrimp oil side dishes have a special taste, and sausages are more fragrant than sausages.

Find someone to learn to make it, how can you not make the same taste, what's the difference?

This time there was one again, and the people who tried it were happy and willing to try more.

Queen Ma brought the food and did not drink at noon.

Zhu Biao holds a recipe in his hand and makes a recipe for soap.

"Dad, a thousand wen a pound of stone soda, make eighty pieces of soap, plus other spices and a little salt, one piece is less than twenty wen."

Zhu Biao estimated the cost price, and sold it to the palace in the village last time, a piece of soap for 200 yuan.

"Can a pound of alkali be worth a thousand Wen? Go to the alkali ore and transport it back, can you use 500 wen per catty?

Ah Biao! The money had to be given, and the people gave up the big head, leaving the small head for the people of the village to live by.

He didn't have the money to think about something new, do you think this soap can be made all at once? ”

Zhu Yuanzhang thought clearly, and the other party made it clear that the soap is very cheap, so he will give you an extra 15,000 yuan.

Don't think about everything, just sell a soda, you can make more money from foreigners!

Queen Ma sandwiched sausages to Zhu Yuanzhang and her son: "Boss, you write to the past and ask them to give them a recipe for making sausages, ordinary people can't eat them, and they won't keep them secret." ”

She found that the sausages were delicious, but they were not as good as the sausages.

When the sausages are delivered, they are chilled, and the current solar terms, put them normally, will be bad in three days.

Who will sell it to after doing so? The village just eats its own food and asks for recipes.

"Yes, if you want to come, let's cook and eat it ourselves, and always send it with ice, ice is not money?"

Zhu Yuanzhang ate a slice of sausage and supported his mother-in-law.

Zhu Biao followed and ate, a little helpless, he wanted to say that he was writing a letter, but the other party didn't reply to the letter, could it be that he couldn't understand it?

He shook his head, impossible, listening to Zhou Zong, even an old man weaving a sack can say a few words of learning, that person ......