70. Chapter 70: Children laugh and have good thoughts (first update)

Author: Farmers' pot

Chapter 70 Children laugh and have good thoughts (first update)

There are so many leaves on the children, rice husks, soil, and chickens and duck manure.

In this era, if you have a normal family, all the adults in the family will be beaten.

Do it! Where did you do it? Can't you change into a patched dress?

Therefore, the villagers saw the children.

"Go quickly, change your clothes, wash your face and hands, and take the things from your hair."

"I'm tired and sweaty! It's hot at noon, and I'm still in the fields, are you confused?"

"I have changed my shoes and I will wash them back. How can I rub my little face?"

"Hanhan, please drink some water first, and I'll exchange it for you."

"Oh! I also picked up eggs and duck eggs and put them in. So many grasshoppers were just fried and eaten."

"It's so damn! I hurt people, my hands are scratching one by one, don't cry."

The parents comforted that Hanhan took it out and it would be fine if the clothes were scratched whenever the person came back.

If it is broken, it will be broken! Let's use it as a rag and change it to new clothes.

All the losses are just a little money. Can Hanhan still bring bad kids?

Sure enough, the children happily changed clothes, washed their faces and hands. Some felt that it was too uncomfortable, so they just took a shower, washed their hair, rubbed them with a towel, plated them, and then opened them to dry them after dinner.

They are not afraid, they do nothing wrong, they just wear clothes like this, drive chickens and ducks to eat, and catch grasshoppers by the way, and recite them.

The lunch was rice, with a few stir-fried dishes, wild vegetables, egg flower soup, and wild vegetables were dug by the child yesterday afternoon!

The officials stopped drinking and were busy with official business today. They gradually collected land taxes and were transported to Nanjing at that time.

It is okay at present. If we follow history, in a few years, in order to make the village chief keep a close eye on the land tax, if there are many, the village chief and the land tax officer will be allowed to escort to Nanjing together.

Officials said they were lucky enough to see the emperor, but they actually couldn't see him at all.

There is no interest in this matter at all. Hanhan said, don’t lick it like that, it’s useless.

The village chief said he understood that our village is different from other villages.

I can directly deliver food to the prince in my own village, so what if I go to Nanjing or not?

If you ask the prince to go, what if he answers?

Don’t tell the truth! Is it a deception to the emperor?

To be honest, the Hanhan, the guardian of our village, is that master. Oh my god! Can't you be dismembered by five horses?

This is no longer a question of whether to deceive or not. It is clearly a matter of jumping up in public and kicking the prince in the face.

The higher you jump, the worse you fall, right?

Has it been agreed that what about the trust between people?

...

It is cold in the morning and evening, and hot in the afternoon.

It has snowed further north, so it is absolutely impossible to go north again this year.

Sichuan will only be attacked next year, and the troops need to be mobilized, so the logistics must keep up.

Zhu Wentian was eating in a silence, thinking about how to make efforts, not targeting Sichuan, where he could finish his battle in history.

Regarding the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty in the next year, should we find a way to stop or provide assistance?

There will be so many droughts in the next year, how can Lao Zhu believe it in advance?

This year, when I dug a well, I told the surrounding villages that it would be drought, and the production would be reduced by 15%. If I didn’t tell, I might reduce production by 30 to 40%.

Thinking about it, Zhu Wentian picked up the dishes and took a look. He scrambled eggs with garlic sprouts, and there were no leeks, and the eggplant and cucumbers on the table were gone.

Oh! It’s over, the radish has not been harvested, and the green onions used for winter are waiting for a few more days.

I have been here for more than a year. Is the development speed qualified? Is the foundation firmly laid?

"Hanhan! Eat pig's tails, soft, hehe!" A piece of braised pig's tail was squeezed into the length of the inner part for Hanhan.

Seeing that Hanhan was no longer active at this moment, he frowned and felt distressed. What were he thinking?

"Hey? Hey! Tail, shaking, ah, ah! Yeah! Hey hey."

Zhu Wentian suddenly woke up, and he had been silent for a long time and did not meet the settings.

He smiled foolishly and looked at the other officials, Zhu Taisan and Zhu Taisi, shook his head and ate happily.

In an instant, he figured it out and told Lao Zhu, believing it or not.

Only when others have money can the village make more money, otherwise people will be unable to buy soap if they want to sell rock sugar.

The officials looked at it and said nothing. When they got used to it, they kept villagers in the village.

It is estimated that the master came to the village just for this, and who in other villages did not make trouble?

Xiaqiu Village is different from them. Xiaqiu Village is one village, and no one is restricted. Anyone in the village can say whatever the villager says.

...

The days passed in a daze. The boat returned to send a lot of silk and asked for a thousand kilograms of stone alkali to be sent over.

At the same time, more ships are mobilized to load silage, and more than thirty ships have to be loaded in one pool.

Inside are grass, straw, beans and purple flower diced rice collected from each village.

Extra sugar, and some minerals.

The prince asked for a recipe and made soup dumplings. Until now, they still haven't figured out how to put the soup into the buns.

Zhu Wentian gave it to him that the soup buns were filled with long distance transportation and the taste was not as good as steaming immediately.

There are two ways to do this thing, one is to freeze, and the other is to freeze, and freeze the filling and soup to make it into a mixture of ice and water.

Of course, there is a third type. If you open the mouth and pour the soup into it, you will really pour the soup into it. Generally, the juice of chicken soup is poured with utensils, so the buns will not be closed.

If you can make a needle, needle, and fetch water in it, there is nothing wrong with it.

If you make water before steaming, the noodles will shrink and you won’t see it if you steam it well.

Even the crab roe can be made into yellow for you, and the whole thing is full of yellow. People who eat it begin to doubt...

...

Then the snow fell lightly one day, which was abnormal, south of the Yangtze River.

The place with connections with Xiaqiu Village rented large animals and planted rapeseed and ramie.

Fifty people helped transport bricks and cement blocks from other kilns and returned to grind the cement blocks.

Two hundred people continued to build houses, each of whom was grateful.

Especially Wang Lao Nian, his father has come, and the medicine has always been given to the village. Now he has recovered well and can walk normally.

He doesn't want money either. He guides the site. If anyone can't do well, he will scold him and teach him.

Others are convinced, this old guy is very capable and doesn't care about others when he is not good at doing it. People don't see it.

This time it was different. There was no wage at all, so people just stared at it.

"Who is the mud? I know this is called cement. No matter what mud is, it has a hole, the sand is too big, and there is no sieve? Damn, do you live in such a house?"

The old man has a bad temper. No matter what cement or not, it is just mud.

The mud you apply must be delicate. The sand particles are large and not sifted out. If you apply the mud, there will be holes. It is not possible.

He didn't want money, so he drank the village medicine and came to see him when he could move.

Others are convinced, but the old bricklayer is, and even if you keep your eyes closed, you will know how the ash is.

There is nothing to say, when you return to work, your eyes are open!

The people who sifted the sand were kicked because of you, we must work more.

Those who sifter sand are all apprentices and have no human rights.

"Hanhan, Wang Laoni's father is OK!" The village grew up not far away and looked at it.

Zhu Wentian's eyes showed a look of joy: "Change, medicine, good! Hehehehe!"

The medicine I gave before was already good, and now he thought he could upgrade it. This old man is so awesome!

Not only do you have to change the dressing, but you also have to give it extra benefits to be supervisors.

When others went down, they didn't see anything, but the old man said it was no. When he knocked it, there were indeed small holes, just a few, just the size of a pinhole.

What kind of eyes and experience is this? No wonder Li Zhixian gave in to the sympathy and asked the village pharmacy to provide medicine for help.

Therefore, the skilled craftsmen who were killed in Fengyang Zhongdu in history...

On a new day, there are tickets again. Thanks to the brothers and sisters for their support, the farmer bowed! Well! That...hehehehehehe!
Chapter completed!