The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 145 Schrödinger’s Happiness
After working for a long time, it was time to hand in my homework.

Min Wengong immediately used his pair of long chopsticks to check the pot. He told the porridge cook that the thicker the porridge (emphasis added), the more frequent the porridge must be stirred, and remember not to be lazy.

He also sighed to Fang Yu, these bandits are really hateful! After learning about the incident in Hongjiacun last night, he "sit up in his sleep". He did not dare to delay at all, and immediately led everyone in the government office to "come in the middle of the night."

He sat by the river and directed everyone to comfort the elderly, treat the wounded, and distribute food and clothing... After daybreak, he mobilized more people to go to Zhong's house to collect the bodies, and also extinguished many unburned wildfires.

After a busy night and half a day, the overall situation has been brought under control, and the mood of the villagers in Hongjia Village is stable.

As Mr. Fang saw, all these people were gathered in the wheat field, waiting to have a meal.

The county magistrate Min Wenggong knew how to express himself, and the others also knew how to seize the opportunity to increase their presence. The county magistrate squatted down beside him quietly and began to add firewood to the bottom of the pot.

The master grabbed a fire-blowing bamboo tube and blew it from top to bottom. The flames were instantly forced out of the stove and took off most of the county magistrate's beard.

"Oh! You old man, are you sincere..."

According to the words of later generations of netizens, several gentlemen in Laishui County are now in Schrödinger's happiness.

On the one hand, their names were mentioned repeatedly in the Ming court, and the emperor and cabinet bosses were deeply impressed by them. The promotion opportunities they had dreamed of in the past were no longer far away for them.

On the one hand, Laishui County has become a critical place, and "big daddy" always comes and goes from time to time.

Any "Big Daddy" can easily take the lives of their whole family, especially the one in front of them, who can't afford to offend them at all... They used to be the hegemons in this county and lived a carefree life, but now they have to Take care of me carefully, every day is like walking on thin ice.

They were all pretending, but Fang Yu really knew how to cook porridge.

Fang Yu took a spoon, took out a mouthful, and tasted it. There was sand in the porridge that would grind his teeth, and when he swallowed it, there was wheat chaff that would scratch the mulberry seeds.

He knew that the porridge at this time was just like this, and it was not that Min Wengong and the others were trying to pass off inferior quality.

It's okay if it's rough, but the white porridge has no nutrition and lacks some flavor, Fang Yu thought in his mind.

He called the sophomore over and ordered: "Ask someone to go to the second cafeteria to see if there are any extra ingredients. If there are any, bring some over. Both vegetables and meat are fine."

The Second Canteen is right across the street, very close to Hongjia Village. After a while, people started moving things back.

Fang Yu took a cursory look and saw that there were bone marrow ribs, chicken breasts, mushrooms, green vegetables, carrots, etc. that were brought in. At first glance, they were specially prepared for cooking vegetable porridge.

The chef of the Second Canteen also came over. He was a young man named Cai, who used to be the assistant cook of the First Canteen.

The young man was very surprised that he could be chosen as the chef, and he cherished it very much. He almost lived in the second canteen, and prepared the work in the second canteen and the three meals every day in an orderly manner.

Fang Yu once asked the weapons manufacturing department for their opinion. Lao Liu and the craftsmen were very satisfied with "Xiao Cai's" work.

The cooks in the county knew their craftsmanship well, and they did not dare to waste these "precious" ingredients, so they honestly gave up their seats one by one, waiting to listen to Xiao Cai's instructions and become his assistant cooks.

The villagers in the village did not dare to act like masters and wait for meals. They rushed forward one after another to find work. Some wanted to help with the decoration, and some wanted to help cut and wash vegetables... It was originally a simple meal of grain porridge for relief. Suddenly, It was like a big banquet in the countryside.

"There's no need for so many people! If you have nothing to do, disperse quickly. Don't crowd in here and delay your work." Before being kicked away, Hong Qi had quick hands and eyes. He grabbed a large dustpan. There were two pumpkin-sized things in the dustpan. Wrapped in oil paper.

What could this be?

Hong Qi and Po Niang raised their heads and looked at this thing with confusion.

"This is chicken breast. It has been cooked and marinated. Just take it out and tear it into strips."

Xiao Cai walked by and gave instructions casually.

"What kind of chicken is this? How can a piece of chicken breast be so big?!"

Hong Qi and the mother-in-law were almost frightened. Of course, they didn't know that these were just two small pieces of the small chicken breast that the mother-in-law Pan sent.

The little naughty guy also grabbed a handful of green onions. (bought in the county)

Their family of three sat aside. The two adults were shredding chicken breasts, and the little naughty boy was picking green onions. From time to time, he would take a few glances at the attractively sauced chicken pieces that had been steamed until they were overcooked, and his mouth was already full of water. Cause disaster.

But he did not reach out his hand, nor did he cry to his parents.

This is the case with poor families. Their children are sensible, but their adults cannot accept favors with peace of mind. If they cannot repay, then they want to help and do what they can.

Hong Qi felt relieved because he got something to do, but deep down in his heart, he also felt very sad.

Because Fang Dong’s family really doesn’t remember him, Hong Qi.

Fang Yu didn't stay in the wheat field to cause trouble. He walked around the village with Luo Shangwen, Min Wengong, Queen Zhang and others - Queen Zhang was recruiting (girl) students at the school in the morning, so of course she had time now. It's coming.

As Min Wengong said before, Fang Yu saw many charred trees along the way, earthen houses with burned roof grass and cracked walls, especially the large fields of wheat and millet in the distance...

Alas, the villagers have been busy for a whole year, and now the autumn harvest is about to begin, but the fire has burned them all.

No wonder when he entered the village, he saw that the villagers were all dull-eyed, wondering how they were going to survive this year?

When the east of the village approached Zhong's house, both Min Wen Gong and Luo Shangwen looked hesitant. Luo Shangwen stood up and begged: "Master Fang, Empress Zhang, let's not go any further. ..." (Zhang Yan calls her empress, but not Qiansui)
Fang Yu raised his eyes and saw an old locust tree in front of him. Under the locust tree were piles of burnt black things, one of which was particularly large, as big as a dark hill.

If you look closely, you will see that there are arms and legs in the "mountain". They are twisted into horrible shapes, burned and stuck together, and they cannot be separated.

Fang Yu stopped and stopped going forward.

At this time, he heard a whimpering sound in the distance again. It was not loud, but it looked very sad.

Min Wenggong replied: "This is the head of the Zhong family, Zhong Shangshang. He is the only one alive in the Zhong family and an old servant who looks after the fields. According to the villagers, the bandits entering the village this time are probably the Zhong family themselves." He was summoned. Do you want Mr. Fang to come and question him before taking him to the Yamen?"

(End of this chapter)