Chapter 5: Please write 2 more poems about soy sauce
Naturally, Li Longye was told by his third brother who was the emperor this time, telling him not to **** things from other young people.
even hinted that other people should not go to Li Yi's Zhuangzi at will, so as not to reveal their identity.
It was hard to meet a young man who had a good eye, and he had to investigate it secretly.
That night, Li Chengqi ordered people to make a place in the Song Dynasty Palace for soybean oil extraction.
Until dawn, soybean oil will come out.
It’s just that the quality is not very good, the jar that Li Chengqi brought back is clear, and it has a strong beany smell.
Li Chengqi was so relieved, but he didn't punish him.
But it is called careful consideration, to reach the same level as the jar of soybean oil as soon as possible.
Today, he did not go to Li Yi Zhuangzi, but asked someone to help contact the buyer to buy the mulberry tree on Li Yi Zhuangzi.
By the way, ask who has vines with less fruit and not sweet taste, half sold and half delivered.
Li Chengqi wanted to see what would happen to the unsweetened grape seedlings in Li Yi's hands.
Because this is not Li Yi alone.
Many kinds of grapes are facing the same problem.
Why are there few bunches of grapes in my house? They're all mature, people's sweetness, but my family's is still a bit sour?
Li Chengqi knows that Li Yitu is cheap, and this kind of vine is sometimes given away by no one.
But he didn't believe that Li Yi had nothing to do to dig out the mulberry tree and replace it with bad grape seedlings.
Look at the wheat on Zhuangzi and you will know that it is better than others.
Cows, pigs, and chickens are also raised better than others.
In the evening, others can’t bear to light an oil lamp. His Zhuangzi provides such bright lamps for the study, and he doesn’t need any money.
"No, I have to find a Zhuangzi, I can't say it's the imperial village."
Li Chengqi suddenly remembered a big problem, and at the same time he was thankful.
Fortunately, Li Yi is reluctant to inquire, and never actively asks about other people's home affairs or business situation.
feels gentle and gentle, he listens as much as you say.
But it can't always be like this. I need a Zhuangzi, a Zhuangzi without a royal background.
So on this day, Li Chengqi was busy asking people to arrange a Zhuangzi.
is bigger than Li Yi’s Zhuangzi, and at the same time guarantees not to reveal the secret.
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Li Yi is also very busy today, busy with tomorrow's poetry meeting.
The students have sent representatives to greet others to come and play.
It’s not good to greet me directly. I have to say that I have barbecue and beef.
So that others are willing to come and play.
Li Yi bought wine, not good wine, good wine is too expensive.
He has no time to distill, he is very busy.
Someone bought a mulberry tree, he gave lime as a gift, and told the buyer to spray with lime water before putting down the mulberry tree.
The vines also came, and the manager Song De reported to Li Yi with a dazed expression, saying that if he didn't know what was going on, many people wanted to sell him the vines cheaply.
How cheap is ?
Someone digs vines and sends them back. The wages are the sales money.
is to spend a manpower salary to move the vines back.
Li Yi said that you have the ability to take care of things. In the fall, I will give you a bonus and pack a big red envelope.
turned his head and led ten tenant households to see the rice seedlings bred from the 20 acres of land.
According to data, there was a small area where rice was grown during the Tang Dynasty.
Li Yi wants to plant too, so he doesn't plant wheat anymore.
Now use the open space to grow seedlings, wait for the wheat to be harvested, and take the time to plant rice seedlings.
Xi'an belongs to the north, and rice can only grow once a year.
Where is the best rice? Of course it is the state in the northern part of Hebei Province.
Unfortunately, people there now grow sorghum and wheat, and there are very few places to cultivate.
Nanni Bay without the scent of blue flowers.
So most of the rice is grown from the south, and then transported by the front canals and ground roads.
Those rice plums are easy to eat, they are not tasty, they have a short growth cycle and no tendons.
"When you finish harvesting the wheat, you will be very tired. At the same time, the water is cold. I will give you wine for every meal every day."
Li Yi looked at the cultivated rice seedlings and said to ten tenant households.
Twenty people watched, without a word, but their eyes were firm.
They know how cool the water is in the fields after the wheat is harvested.
But they don’t care. For the sake of the child, it’s okay to freeze to death in the water.
What's more, the proprietor also gives him wine to drink, so it won’t hurt you so much.
Li Yi took a look around, yes, all the rice seedlings are growing well.
At lunchtime, Li Yi asked Mr. Song De to sit next to him.
"Song is in charge, go buy oilcloth in the afternoon." Li Yi ordered.
Song De first nodded, and then asked: "Why does the proprietor buy oilcloth?"
"After the wheat is harvested, put water to flush the ground, plant rice seedlings, and make boots and pants with tarpaulin for waterproof foam." Li Yi said.
"Huh? Boots and pants? Use oilcloth?" Song De was surprised.
"The spring water is cold, the cold is so cold, without protection, you will suffer when you grow old." Li Yi said about the situation.
"Proprietor, I can't help it. A tarp is three times the price of silk. It's just water. Why..." Song De understood and hurriedly persuade.
"Scratched feet, soaked abscesses, can you still get water? Oil cloth is three times as big as silk, but it is not enough to kill you. Go and buy." Li Yi interrupted Song De and insisted.
"Proprietor." Manager Song De sat away and reached the ground for a long time.
"Proprietor." The tenants who were eating together knelt directly on the ground.
"Get up, everyone." Li Yi clasped his fists and said, "You can't talk about the method of making money; I can't talk about the ability to work. I'm not good at work. I will leave it to you in the future."
"Brother Donglai is polite, it really is a beautiful place."
"Don't come here unscathed, brother Shu Shengxian, I didn't expect to meet him by chance today."
"Shijuro is still so romantic and suave, can he make new poems?"
"A duck is not warm, two ducks share the cold. On February 15th, Feng Caizi wrote a sympathy poem about double ducks, which is unforgettable."
The sky is bright again.
Early in the morning, forty-two students' classmates came one after another.
Meet each other, greeting each other.
Li Yi was watching, but he could accept others.
But what kind of duck poem...
In fact, he didn't want to appear, but as the proprietor, he had to say hello to everyone before he could disappear.
Forty-two students seem to be popular, and I actually found more than 300 people to play together.
Li Yi greeted him in a circle, and took the initiative to retreat, giving the space back to the students.
The children in Zhuangzi are responsible for walking in the crowd, serving tea and pouring water, mainly by listening to how the students communicate.
They can also be students in the future, so learn first.
Seventeen children put on new clothes. This silk used to buy soy sauce is good.
belongs to new silk and can be worn as clothes.
It’s not like a lot of silk is left there, it’s all bad, and it’s used as currency.
There are also mud counterweights in them, but they have no size.
I bought 100 horses of soy sauce. It’s Shinkin.
Li Yi looked good, and asked about a piece of silk to make clothes for these children, just one person can make a set.
He took out one, and the child’s family made it overnight. Anyway, there is a biogas lamp, which does not hurt the eyes.
And the needles are also good needles, and there are pure copper thimbles to wear.
The main reason is that everyone adopts assembly line work, one person is responsible for one place, and the clothes of seventeen children are quickly made.
There are five female dolls out of the seventeen children, wearing Confucian costumes, they look much cuter than boys.
The four servants in Zhuangzi are responsible for grilling the skewers. They grilled them before.
Now the skewers are cooked, add a little heat, then spread the sauce and seasoning.
But, don’t sprinkle the seasoning.
In front of each student, there is a small dish with seasonings in it, so you can eat it yourself.
The seasoning is too expensive.
Whether it is salt, cumin, or chili oil, which one is willing to throw into the fire?
Today’s grilled, besides beef skewers, there are also lamb skewers.
one fat and one thin are worn on the bamboo sticks.
But the pieces of meat on the skewers are not big, so I feed them well in advance.
Of course, the most important thing is not these, but an extra plate for one person to hold the soy sauce.
To be honest, kebabs were dipped in soy sauce, and Li Yi himself said that he could not accept it.
But all the students find it strange, this thing is so good.
Dip and eat, someone wrote improvisational poems to praise.
The poem said: On the spring branch outside Chang'an, the students sighed with sadness. Search all over the east bank of Bashuizhuang, charcoal broiled beef and sheep only soy sauce.
Li Yi hurriedly asked the steward to send a bunch of roasted garlic and asked the other party to write it down.
To be honest, he can write a hundred times better than this.
However, it is useless for him to write it, and it can only be spread after other people write it.
He is now thinking about writing a preface, to write a preface to this ‘good’ poem.
Such as: a certain year, a certain month, a small gathering at Lijiazhuang, east of the Bashui River in Chang'an City, to taste roasted meat with soy sauce as the tune, which is a poem.
Looking at other talents, they actually have extra treatment. The key is that garlic can be roasted and eaten?
This is not good, is this a problem with a bunch of garlic?
Which one of us is worse than whom?
write, praise soy sauce.
Li Yi was very satisfied and asked the steward to send skewers, and then he baked it himself.
The man sent here because he can kill the cow is here, this can’t be called a valet grill.
Li Chengqi is here, along with his third brother Li Longji.
Li Longji was so curious, there was a magical boy out of Zhuangzi on the Bashui bank next to Chang'an.
Okay, to be honest, I ran out of beef sauce.
There is not much in total, Li Chengqi eats by himself, so he can eat more for a few days.
Everyone, especially when you eat the soup cake, put it hard, and drink water when it's salty.
There is not enough sauce to eat that much. UU Reading www.uukānshu.com
Li Longji ate all the points that he had given him yesterday, and he couldn't hold back the queen to give it to the people in the palace to taste.
The king and queen managed the harem like a happy family.
When he was okay, he took the **** and palace lady to kick the shuttlecock.
share something good together.
So after she was killed in history, the whole harem was cold.
Of course, she is still alive now.
So Li Longji came to Li Chengqi with several purposes.
The two sides argued for a while and became kind.
Li Chengqi and Li Longji manage Li Yi as Yidi.
Li Yi calls Li Chengqi the eldest brother Li, and Li Longji is naturally the third brother Li.
In Li Yi's opinion, Li Sange is more worthwhile at home.
Because Li Sange sent ten cucumbers, it was said that they had gotten them out of Wentang Garden through the gates of the palace.
There are no cucumbers in this season, only the warm garden next to the hot springs.
Li Yi didn't want to eat it. The hot spring water is water containing a lot of substances. God knows if any element will exceed the standard.
But the cucumber came, and he couldn't take it away.
So he cut the cucumber into small strips, made garlic paste, mixed with chili oil, and served it.
There are nineteen children, one each, and the rest are all on the table of three.
Seventeen children did not eat directly, so they kept them.
The two guys who can't eat coarse food yet turned around and held a little bit in their mouths, kicking their calves, expressing happiness.
Li Longji watched Li Yifen give the child cucumbers to eat, but none of them fell.
instantly lifted Li Yi up in his heart.
He could see that the young Li Yi didn't care about the precious cucumbers in the spring.
You can eat or not.