Villager of Daming

Chapter 919 Planning and perfecting the dream

The officials stopped their discussion and turned to eat steamed buns. The ones they ate had tofu and a lot of soybean oil.

In places where there is a shortage of oil and water, as long as the vegetables are cooked with more oil and water, customers will like to eat them.

Like Goubuli, Peking roast duck, Nanjing salted duck, smoked chicken, braised chicken, and roasted chicken, they were famous not only because they tasted great, but because they could eat meat!

The thick slices of fatty meat like the pork lettuce in Northeast China are delicious even to poor people, so later I tried to choose leaner ones, and don’t cut them so thickly, and stew them for a while, otherwise I won’t be able to eat them.

The village, various mansions, including the Prince's Mansion, and the harem, no longer pursue fat and meat when eating.

However, there are very young children who are willing to eat it, not because it is delicious, but because they can bite it when it is stewed. When they encounter other foods besides milk, they can eat it as long as it is not too exciting.

"His Royal Highness, King Jin, the method in the title book is OK. The local people hope to see the extra money as soon as possible. I will definitely cooperate with you fully."

Wang Shitong, the county magistrate, was in a state of excitement. He knew that there were many wild fruit trees in the local area and they could not be dug casually. The hillsides would be washed away by heavy rain.

There is no point in grafting other trees. After grafting, will you enjoy the sweetness yourself? Usually it's someone's own tree, get a branch, graft it with other things, and give it to the children when it's edible.

For example, if a mountain red tree is grafted onto a hawthorn, the mountain red tree will be smaller and the hawthorn will be larger, so the hawthorn will be eaten.

Who would graft all the mangroves in the mountains onto hawthorn trees? The wild ones in the mountains outside do not belong to the grafter after they are grafted, everyone can pick them.

Including those in your yard, everyone goes in to eat, how can you still say no?

Now that it's done, while King Jin's team is helping to plant the rice seedlings, he quickly looks for branches of other good fruit trees, picks those that are not the main trunk and important branches, and does not grow well, and grafts them with the ones here.

Wait until after autumn, then plant new seedlings, grow them next year and graft them. As for why we need to wait for autumn, of course it is to wait for seeds. Who would specifically save fruit seeds?

Once everyone has grafted all the wild fruit trees on the mountain, they must have hope in their hearts. When the harvest comes, whoever contributes the most effort will get how much money they get.

Of course, whatever you eat does not count.

"Uh-huh!" Zhu Fan responded while chewing something, then swallowed: "Take your time and distribute the benefits first. The trees on the mountain are ownerless, and the mountain belongs to the Yamen.

The terrain around each village in the town is different, and the distribution of trees is even more uneven.

Should it be distributed to the people for free, or should it be rented to the people for money?

When everyone is poor, no one complains about others. If someone is rich, other poor people will feel uncomfortable.

You have to think of a way to let the people see the situation clearly. If you don't want to spare the effort and don't want to pay for it, you can't rely on others to do it. "

The officials fell silent after Zhu Fan said these words. They finally discovered what was the most difficult thing, human nature!

Even if they work equally hard, some people are clumsy at grafting, are not as efficient as others, and have a low survival rate.

Rent it to them and they will bear their own losses.

If you hire them to work, will they think that they sweat a lot and blame themselves if the tree dies? Obviously bad luck.

"Does Chief Zhu have any good ideas?" Magistrate Guo asked the Chief out of nowhere when he was in a dilemma.

The stuffing is eaten in small bites with green onions mixed with tofu. There is little salt in the stuffing to prevent the children from overeating it. If the filling is heavy, you can dip it in soy sauce and vinegar.

I often eat tofu with a lot of sauce, which is salty, and the sauce itself contains glutamic acid, which is the ingredient of MSG.

Seeing that such a big official was asking for advice humbly, the chief quickly swallowed the food into his stomach. "Governor Guo is joking. There is no good advice. It's just some superficial opinions."

Just pretend that you didn't hear this humble remark. Anyway, just tell me the solution.

“Since this mountain and these trees belong to the Yamen, they naturally belong to His Highness King Jin.

His Highness couldn't bear the hardship of the people in the fiefdom. When he was full of sorrow, he suddenly saw a god in his dream.

The gods instructed His Highness the King of Jin on how to act. His Highness was concerned about the uneven distribution of the people, so he distributed them according to their heads.

Everyone in Jinci Town, regardless of gender or age, will receive a certain number of fruit trees. Those who are born later will be counted, and those who die will be taken back.

Others belong to His Highness the King of Jin, who hired people to graft them and paid extra when harvesting the fruits.

The money from the sale of people's fruit trees belongs to the people themselves. We believe that the people in Jinci will not damage other people's trees, let alone steal them. "

The head of the village gave a method to allocate the animals according to their heads, which would surely clear away other wild beasts on the mountain and ensure that people going up the mountain would be safe.

I raised chickens by the way. I threw the chickens into the orchard. Their wings had to be clipped. If not, the chickens would fly up trees to sleep and eat fruits.

The chickens are not allowed into the vegetable garden. They eat whatever they find there, but if there are bugs they eat them first.

Everyone nodded after hearing this, and the county magistrate Wang Shitong was confused: "Zhu Lichang, why do you say you are dreaming?"

"What kind of place is this? Jin Temple, where King Jin used to be. Now King Jin is here. How about the fruit that the gods entrusted with dreams? Can it be made into cans and sold for takeout? It's called canned fairy dreams."

The village chief gave a reason. Only by dreaming can one become powerful. The gods entrusted the dream, which was in line with the local conditions.

"Yes, yes, the chief is right." Zhu Fan responded with a serious look on his face: "It's the immortal. When we woke up, we seemed to see the image of the immortal leaving in the twilight! He didn't leave when the rooster crows. "

He emphasized the time. If you dream about something at night and leave when the rooster crows, he is obviously not a god...

He has nothing to do with the previous King Jin, and he doesn't want to have a real relationship, just use it.

Dang Ge Zhuqing supported: "It's indeed good. When the harvest is harvested, let the people in the temple and temple come out to cast spells, and you can continue to raise the price. Don't let them work in vain, and give them good fruits to eat."

"Then if they don't agree, there will be no good fruit to eat?" Zhu Zhu, the youngest king of Wu, made a pun.

"Who should we dream about in Beipingxing Province? If you don't dream about Beiyuan, looking ahead, this Jinci Temple is too long ago." Zhu Di considered which immortal would be suitable for his fiefdom.

"Yes, Duke Zhao, Ji Shi, is one generation older than Ji Yu, where the Jin Temple is located." The chief of the village named the people, and they were all surnamed Zhou, Ji Shi, the son of King Wen, and Ji Yu, the son of King Wu.

King Wu of Zhou conferred the title on his own brother, and King Cheng of Zhou also conferred upon his brother.

Zhu Wentian, who was eating next to him, actually wanted to say it. Also, the cavemen on the top of the mountain were governed by Guibei Parallel Province. They were ancient. Just say you dreamed about them. They taught you how to make tools by smashing rocks, and then you learned how to make enamel. The production is very impressive.

"Forget it, we'll talk about the dream later. Third brother is safe here. I'll go and see the rice planting after eating later."

As soon as Zhu Di heard that he was a generation higher, he didn't want to follow Meng, and he could easily be taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives.

　I won’t take any supplements today, but my stomach still hurts even when I drink water. I’ll drink some porridge to recuperate.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)