The six countries sent me as a spy, and the contact person was Qin Shihuang

Chapter 166 People's livelihood is no small matter!
"Hey, why are you so reluctant to put fine salt in?!" Jiang Bai swallowed a sip of Huo Cai soup and almost flipped the table.

There is no taste at all, so you are running a restaurant for business?
The boss said angrily: "I have been fined several times in a row, do I have money to buy fine salt?"

Jiang Bai frowned, fine?This wine shop was neither opened by the remnants of the Six Kingdoms nor operated illegally, who will fine it?

"Say!" Jiang Bai slapped his long sword on the table.

There is nothing special about this sword, but it was matched by Ying Zheng during the enthronement ceremony, and it is still higher than Wentian Sword in terms of level.

Zhao Ji was free, so she took out the sword. Ying Zheng saw that it was just a sword, and it was okay to give it to the Tai Tuo to scare people, so this sword became Jiang Bai's saber .

Others don't know this sword, but the civil and military people in the Manchu Dynasty don't know that this sword means the emperor's arrival in person.

The boss also knew it, because he had seen Ying Zheng's enthronement ceremony from afar, and he was very familiar with this sword carved with a red phoenix on a black background.

"It's internal history. They said that I did not comply with the regulations, so I will be fined." The boss said.

How much is the penalty?
"Too much, almost more than 3000!" said the boss.

Three thousand yuan is a huge sum of money. You must know that eating a bowl of mutton soup at this time requires two catties of mutton and a catty of white wine (undistilled turbid rice wine) for less than one cent.

Jiang Bai asked Ji Bu to go to the Neishi Mansion immediately, and asked Meng Yi to come and deal with it in person.

Now the boss is also in a hurry, isn't this adding to the chaos?

"Teacher, you don't need Nei Shi to come in person for such a trivial matter?" the boss said.

"If you want to develop business, you are inseparable from traders. Any small problem can discourage business enthusiasm, not to mention three thousand dollars, and the emperor has to personally ask about it." Jiang Bai didn't mind saying good things to Ying Zheng.

After a while, Meng Yi came running wildly, bringing with him officials who fined him.

"Why?" Jiang Bai only asked the reason.

The knife and pen official who turned over in the army panicked: "Teacher, this, this, the lower officials are also..."

"The money will be returned to others, and the Neishi Mansion will write an apology letter and post it at the gate of the city before tonight." Jiang Bai frowned, "You can be brutal on the battlefield, and everyone knows that if you are not brutal, you will be killed by the enemy. But now you are an official of the internal history, and you represent the image of the internal history in the hearts of Xianyang residents, and even the image of the emperor and the court. It is illegal to arrest people at every turn, and harsh fines are not what mature city managers can do. If you do it, and eat it yourself, take it out yourself, I think you are the first offender, and I will not punish you."

Meng Yi nervously said: "There are too many people in Xianyang now..."

"But you are so panicked with a mere 10 people. If you are asked to manage a metropolis with a population of more than a few million, can you do it?" Jiang Bai ordered, "I don't interfere in the government, but I don't care about anything. I can't see it. If you are pleasing to the eye, you should ask. You go back and ask your Neishifu to pay attention to it in the next few days, and I will let Fusu go over to give you a lecture, remember, fines for no reason, and fines for plundering, will only make the people feel alienated from the court."

Meng Yi had too many things to do, so he didn't go to the morning court. He brought a knife and a pen and hurriedly gathered up [-] yuan and sent it to others.

The matter quickly spread throughout the street.

A large number of traders came to Jiang Bai, but most of them did not encounter such outrageous things.

"Teacher, we have only one reason for coming here. We have been saying that the goods are abundant now, when will the market be abundant?" asked a spice vendor.

What he sells are seasonings, and the spices brought here are usually seasonings.

Jiang Bai pulled out a pack of thirteen incense and handed it to him.

That person is also an expert, he smelled it, put it in his mouth, tasted it, and immediately said: "With this thing alone, I can sell it for [-] yuan a catty!"

"Then you want to be beheaded by me." Jiang Bai said, "Whoever dares to monopolize the market at a high price for these people's livelihood materials will not be able to copy and kill, but it will definitely make you three generations unable to get up."

The man said in surprise: "But things are rare and expensive!"

"You can sell gold, silver and even precious jade as you like. I don't care if rich bastards are willing to spend money, but I will find ways to expand the supply of these things. Whether it is in Xianyang, Handan, or even in Kuaiji, how much do you dare to sell to me? Hundreds of thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars, as long as someone informs you, you will definitely be beheaded and all your property will be confiscated." Jiang Bai took back the thirteen incense, "Boss, take out your pot and have a look."

It is said to be a pot, but it is actually a thick iron plate, or a cast iron plate.

This is how barbecue is made in this era.

There is also a pot for cooking soup, which is called zeng at this time.

"Without the right tools, you can't even cook rice." Jiang Bai shook his head, "Get ready to change the kitchen utensils, and soon a batch of new iron pots will be put in Xianyang, the price is not expensive, and every household can afford it. "

He didn't have the time to look at these before, but since he was with Zhao Ji, he had to take care of these things.

It is so difficult for the common people to eat, how can Ying Zheng hold the world firmly.

I asked again about the gang of courtiers who were burned to death, and a group of clans. The attitude of the people was normal, and no one thought that the emperor had done something wrong.

In the words of the old man of the Wei State, "If this was in the past, the King of Wei State Wei would not care about it, and he would not care about it. Anyway, he doesn't care whose children are taken away, but now the emperor is so talented. The people are the people, so this kind of thing has to be ruthless."

As for some people scolding the emperor for being cruel and heartless in the brothel, then ask them what they think about those who are being bullied.

"We are the head of Guizhou, and we are the cattle and sheep in those people's mouths. Of course, they don't care about our feelings, but the emperor cares about us, so we support the emperor." The boss said in a good mood.

Jiang Bai is in a better mood.

"Is there any flour? I'll teach you something to make with this iron plate, it's delicious." Jiang Bai said.

what?
pancakes!

And pancakes without eggs.

"You can cut a little green onion and put it on top, but you must not be stingy with the sauce. Come and watch me teach you how to make the sauce. If you have meat, make more meat sauce. It's delicious and nutritious." Jiang Bai said.

He is very good at this stuff, as well as the kind of pancakes in Yimeng Mountain, as well as the pancakes in his hometown of Longdong, and hand pancakes.

Jiang Bai quickly made several kinds of pancakes, he was willing to use materials, and of course people ate them deliciously.

But this flour is not easy to come by.

People in this era eat wheat by cooking it. People are not happy to grind it into flour, thinking it is a waste.

"What you eat is not nutritious. It's better to eat half a catty of white flour than half a catty of flour." Jiang Bai left the rest of the flour to the boss. "Try to sell it for a few days. If the effect is good, you can continue. If it's not good, you can continue." Sell ​​your own baijiu."

Speaking of this Jiang Bai, there is still something to say.

Can the baijiu of this era be wine?

The group of people who live a good life drink better than this.

Then make some more wine.

For fun.

(End of this chapter)