Chapter Ninety-Two: Mrs. Song's Visit
Speaking of which, they are not the people of the Great Li Dynasty, and they have no respect and love for the current royal family. If you can get by, if you can't get by, it's nothing more than finding a way to keep yourself alive. And now, it seems that the person who can lead them has appeared.
Wu Shan naturally noticed the change in the mood of his people for the first time. He curled the corners of his lips slightly, quite satisfied with the current situation.
The distant ancestors once prophesied that their Wu clan would eventually have a king who had no one before and no one after them!
Ning Ning didn't know what everyone was thinking, she was just happy that she had solved the same problem now. But then he looked at the bamboo tube on the table and was stunned. Ning Ning knew that the thickness of the bamboo was different, the length was different, and the size of the bamboo tube made was also inconsistent. If she only used bamboo tubes as a unit of measurement, it would definitely be a mess, but she quickly figured out a solution.
"At the beginning, I used bamboo tubes as a benefit for everyone. After that, five cents and one tael. What do you think? ”
Everyone thought it was good, but they didn't expect Ning Ning to even think about this question. So then Wu Shan took out a pen and paper and began to count, Ning Ning lay on the side and stared at the paper on the table seriously, looking particularly interested, and it was at this time that Wu Lu suddenly remembered something.
"Ning Ning hasn't been enlightened yet, has he? I think it's time for Ning Ning to open the door. Do you want to find her a master? ”
You Sifang just wanted to say that his daughter was still very young, but after taking a look at Ning Ning's big black eyes, and then looking at the oil pressing tools outside, he couldn't say anything anymore, his daughter was not like an ordinary child, who said that she had to be a little older to read and write? His daughter who travels all over the world just has to be different.
But you also have to ask Ning Ning what she means, to see if she wants to read and write now.
Of course Ning Ning wanted to. This is a bridge to the world, how can you not want to?
So a new question arises, who should they find to be Ning Ning's master? This candidate must have a good character, after all, Ning Ning is only four years old now, and he can make so many profitable things, if he encounters a bad heart, adding his own views to his daily teachings can easily affect Ning Ning's future development. And they will also seek to rob Ning Ning's things, not because they think too much, but in this world, people are separated from each other, and the bad guy will not show it on his face to make people see that he is bad.
Just thinking about it, there is no suitable candidate for everyone. Wushan himself can teach Ning Ning something, but he still doesn't have a deep understanding of the affairs of the Great Li Dynasty, and it is easy to mislead people's children.
Everyone, look at me, I look at you, I can't even think of a suitable candidate who can teach Ning Ning. Seeing that everyone was stunned, Ning Ning didn't know what to do, so she could only lie on the table by herself and play with the bamboo tube, but she remembered General Xie when she was playing.
"By the way, Dad, let's give half of the soybean oil to Uncle Xie. With so many people under him, it is estimated that he lacks everything. Those uncles, uncles and brothers who train all day to protect everyone are so weekdays, they must be short of oil and water. I gave this batch to Uncle Xie. When he feels good, you can cooperate with him. ”
Hearing this, Wushan and You Sifang glanced at each other, and they both saw a sudden emotion in each other's eyes.
Yes, there is someone around them who can ask for help, why didn't they come up with it just now? If it were a master who taught children, Master Xie, as a general, must have known more people than them. After all, the level is different.
So a letter was quickly transported to Lin'an City with a wagon of soybean oil, and then several fast horses took the cart and went straight towards Anshan Pass.
While waiting for the reply, the entire Qingshui Village became lively as never before. The cold winter does not dampen people's enthusiasm, and every family is working in full swing. There was a warm smile on everyone's face, and that was the smile they couldn't help but overflow when they saw the prospect of life.
"Hey, hey, hey!"
At Aunt Wang's house, Uncle Wang and his son were pulling the graphite and rolling it constantly, with a little yellowish liquid in the milky white, and it fell into the vat below drop by drop. Aunt Wang stood aside, looking at the scene in front of her with a smile.
Hey, in previous years, it was freezing in winter, and I couldn't do anything, so I could only eat food for nothing every day. Now they can make some money comfortably in their own homes. And the You family is generous, and the salary they give is called a high. Where can you find such a beautiful thing in this world? You can work in your own home and make money without delay. I just don't know how long this kind of work can last, if I let Aunt Wang say it, I can't wait to do this kind of work all year round.
And the business of Renyoujia is getting bigger and bigger, and it seems that someone is coming again, with a few big cars of gifts!
Just when the whole village was busy squeezing soybean milk and grinding bean cakes, Mrs. Song actually came to Qingshui Village in person. Since Ning Ning sent her a batch of soy products such as tofu and bean skin a few days ago, and after tasting it, Mrs. Song couldn't sit still anymore. There is something in this world that has such a peculiar taste, especially the tofu, which tastes soft and delicious, even the elderly and children who are not very good at the mouth can easily bite it.
Since the cook at home made a fish head tofu soup with that tofu, it is called a delicious and delicious one. So Mrs. Song couldn't sit still anymore, and hurriedly came to Youjia to see what was going on.
As a result, as soon as she arrived in Qingshui Village, she was calmed by the hot scene here.
Until he came, the tour family still remembered the scene he had just seen.
She had never been to Qingshui Village before, but her men had received eggs and other things from the villagers of Qingshui Village. I know that this is a village formed by the gathering of military families, and life is very weekdays. In these years, those who serve as soldiers may not be able to pay their salaries. It's not that General Xie is greedy for ink, everyone in the entire northern border knows what General Xie is like. It's just that the world is not good now, and the food of the court is always delayed again and again. Didn't you see that General Xie had no choice, and he had already begun to let the soldiers open up the wasteland and farm?
Far from it. Mrs. Song mainly couldn't figure out why Ning Ning would teach the villagers of Qingshui Village who had nothing to do with her, didn't they just escape from the famine for more than a month? These days, even if it's just an insignificant recipe, no one will tell irrelevant people with a big grin. Like the cooks in their family, the rule passed down from their ancestors is to pass on men to women. No matter what kind of cuisine, I only teach it to the disciples I have cultivated since childhood. And most of these disciples are the sons or grandsons of cooks.