Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 341

In the Dunhua winery, more and more small wine jars were quietly hidden, which made Fangzheng Lu Jiasheng feel uneasy.

Du Shengxia, the lord of Huarong County who was supposed to be in charge of the winery, has never set foot in the winery since she was pregnant with her second child, saying that she was afraid that the smell of wine would taint Erlang, and the heavy responsibility fell on Lu Jiasheng.

As for?
Those who make a living by making wine in the folk will not live anymore.

The second child was wrong, the third child...

Well, Lu Jiasheng knows that the profit of the winery is huge, even if it does not ship for a year, it will not be a problem at all, but there are too many pots and pans, and it is always uneasy to look at it!

Lu Jiasheng didn't know what unsalable was, but he instinctively felt that it was not a good thing.

Lu Jiasheng was really relieved until Fan Zheng brought Jiang Fuling, the medical supervisor of the Imperial Medical Office, followed by a long-distance carriage, and Shi Fengmang, the leading guard on the right, escorted a group of Yiwei.

"This alcohol in the workshop is really useful?"

Although he knew that Fan Zheng wouldn't lie to him, and didn't bother to lie to him, Lu Jiasheng still asked in a low voice.

Really guilty.

The reason is that Lu Jiasheng has never witnessed the effects of alcohol.

Jiang Fuling smiled lightly: "Jiangzhou is under the jurisdiction of Jiangzhou Money Casting Supervisor, and there are [-] money casting furnaces, because Jiangzhou is rich in copper mines. The mine is located, and the Turkic and Tuyuhun captives did not see each other, and they fought fiercely. .”

Of the 99 money casting furnaces in the Tang Dynasty, [-] were in Jiangzhou. It is conceivable that Jiangzhou has copper reserves.

"The Imperial Medical Office selected ten patients with approximately the same injuries from both sides. The Turkic people treated them according to the old method, and the Tuyuhun people used alcohol to clean the wounds before using medicine."

"That day, the Tuyuhun people wailed terribly. Three days later, five Turkic people died and five lived, and Tuyuhun people died nine times."

Alcohol was poured on the wound, and without anesthesia, no one could avoid howling.

Although no one would care too much about the life and death of the captives, no one would stop them from proving the effectiveness of alcohol and prolonging the lifespan of manpower.

The Holy Mother who said that the captives were miserable, please take a look at the information and explain in detail the tragic situation of the people captured by the Turks and Tuyuhun back then.

Of course, the Virgin's ass was going to be tilted outwards, and Fan Zheng had nothing to say.

The Imperial Medical Office would not rashly accept a large amount of alcohol with uncertain efficacy just because of Fan Zheng's face, and it was impossible for the emperor not to order them to try it.

Therefore, Lu Jiasheng's worries are unnecessary.

Probably, this also shows that Lu Jiasheng's conscience is not lost, and he dare not mess around purely for money.

It is always a good thing to have a bottom line and to be in awe, but it is unscrupulous people to be afraid of!

The alcohol was pulled away, and then a large group of Chang'an ducks raised in Dunhuafang were driven into the Taiji Palace to satisfy the gourd ducks that the emperor was thinking of.

Fan Baili, it's not that Aye doesn't want to keep a few ducks for you to eat, it's really that the emperor is too greedy.

Just kidding, the pond outside the distillery should also be cleaned up. From time to time, you can eat grass carp with distiller's grains, and those that can survive the mouth of ducks weigh four to five catties. If a tail is drawn to the face, it still hurts a bit of.

The number of fish is not too much, except for keeping some fry, fish eggs should be kept.

Only when the fish roe have been cleaned up is it called fishing out of water.

The villagers were all smiling, and the family brought two grass carp home in a wooden barrel.

Although fish is not considered meat, it is more affordable.

The key point is that grass carp grown on distiller's grains has more tender meat, and the taste made by the Dingyuan General's Mansion made Fan Baili pout his mouth and dry up two bowls of fish, which relieved his anger of not being able to eat gourd duck.

Only Li Zhengyi enjoys the same treatment among the people in the outer workshop. In order to avoid gossip, Fan Zheng specially led Fan Baili to study in the workshop, and sent his master Cao Carp in Fan Baili's name.

There is no way, it is a common human problem not to suffer from scarcity but to suffer from inequality. If there is no special reason, taking care of Li Zhengyi alone will make him hate him.

As for the duck eggs, they had been brought into the Dingyuan General's Mansion long ago and became lead-free preserved eggs. The mother-in-law Du Shengxia would peel two of them and eat them with dipping sauce every meal.

The taste of preserved eggs is not acceptable to everyone, and some people in later generations cannot stand the attack of preserved eggs.

"How about buying a thousand ducklings this time?"

Seeing Fan Baili's lost look, Lu Jia couldn't bear it.

On a deeper level, Fan Baili didn't have gourd ducks to eat, and Lu Feijia didn't have to eat either!
Fan Zheng shook his head: "Five hundred ducks, the limit."

It is not the limit of Dunhuafang, nor the limit of the pond. If you have not heard the allusion of "five hundred ducks", you will not understand this evil.

Besides, sending ducks to the Taiji Palace is just a one-time act. I really thought Li Shimin was so rare about the ducks from Dunhuafang!

Fan Zheng sent the ducks to let Li Shimin see that he has no reservations about the court, so he didn't keep a duck.

next time?

If you really think that Wei Zheng is dead, no one will impeach him?

"purchase!"

Fan Baili yelled, and the slender dog next to him barked to make peace.

Fan Zheng stretched out his arms and hoisted Fan Baili up: "Buy. Dalang has gained weight again, and he has grown up a lot. What have you learned from Master recently?"

Fan Baili chuckled: "Practicing calligraphy, the master said, is better than Aye."

Fan Zheng's smile froze for a moment, and he shook his head helplessly.

Although he has been an official for several years, his calligraphy still hasn't improved. Although it can be horizontal and vertical, it is as clumsy as Zhen Xing's level a few years ago, full of craftsmanship.

Hey, what is God's negative!

Another poke in the spine by Li Zhengyi.

Forget it, Da Lang is better than weak.

"I want to tie a four-level horse, but the master always says it will take two years. Hey, after two years, it will be another two years."

Fan Baili sighed old-fashionedly, his face full of helplessness.

"Come on, isn't your master afraid that you are too young to easily hurt your muscles and bones." Fan Zheng explained naturally.

A hint of cunning flashed in Fan Baili's eyes: "Yeye's martial arts seem to be quite powerful, how about I practice martial arts with him?"

Fan Zheng let out a sigh: "In terms of martial arts, you may not be the most powerful ones in the Tang Dynasty, but you are not too inferior. The problem is that your skills are all cultivated in the battlefield. Fighting is absolutely no problem. Yes, but it is relatively lacking in system, if some details are not paid attention to, it will hurt the body instead.”

When the wind blew up, Fan Zheng rushed forward instinctively, and shouted without looking back: "Fan Baili, you bastard, you're cheating on me!"

Fan Laoshi waved his feather duster and roared, "You little bastard, you don't say it's wrong, you little bastard is here to expose your shortcomings."

What is "not necessarily the most powerful", translation translation!

Fan Baili giggled straight away, quite pleased with the success of a trick.

This Dalang, father is kind and son is filial!

Fan Laoshi held a horizontal saber, Fan Baili held a small wooden saber, and made moves in the inner courtyard with a strict eye, accompanied by immature shouts from time to time, and the thin-waisted dog with its tail between its legs, carefully hid behind the persimmon tree.

At this stage, Fan Baili is the most troublesome, his shots are neither light nor heavy, even the little donkey suffers, and the thin-waisted dog has to avoid it.

Fortunately, when facing Du Shengxia, Fan Baili would act lightly, for fear of hurting brother, he would not play with him when he came out.

　Even in Datang, if you boast, you will become stronger.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)