Because of the stink, Qiao Junlin didn't think that the coffin board would do such an ineffective thing, so he looked for it, and sure enough, he found a note between two layers of oil paper, and he saw that it read Author: "This is a green recipe, also known as stinky fermented bean curd.
It can be eaten immediately and served with sesame oil.
It is wonderful.
It can also be fried and served with sauce for an even better taste."
"This thing is really edible."
Hou Xiaoshu said that he didn't have the courage to try it.
"You'll know after you try it."
Qiao Junlin called A-Zhi to bring chopsticks over, picked up a small piece of broken fermented bean curd from the jar, and put it into his mouth while holding his breath.
"How?"
Hou Xiaoshu frowned.
Qiao Junlin didn't say anything at first.
After tasting it carefully, he nodded and said, "Not bad.
You should try it too." "" Hou Xiaoshu suddenly took three steps back.
If he doesn't eat, he won't eat even if he is beaten to death.
This green recipe is also something Luo Yong has successfully made recently.
The difficulty of this thing lies in the production of a bitter syrup.
The process is not complicated, but it takes a long time.
Luo Yong also had a chance.
There happened to be a bucket of pickled shepherd's purse in the space, which he also collected from farmers in the mountains.
The home-pickled mustard greens were filled with enough salt and had been pickled for more than half a year.
After fermentation, the pickled pickles will have a different kind of salty taste, and also have an indescribable smell.
Luo Yong used this pickle water to mix the green brine, and the effect is quite good. .
Luo Yong especially likes to eat this kind of pickles, so he specially collected this bucket.
Take out such pickles, tear them into strips according to the veins on the stems, soak them in water to remove the excess saltiness, cut them into sections, add a few garlic cloves and sprinkle with sugar and stir-fry them together.
It will be fragrant.
In addition, it can also be eaten cold.
Very good.
There are not only pickled pickles in his space, but also seeds.
The large shepherd's purse variety that can grow to nearly one meter high does not exist in this era.
These seeds were originally bought for some fellow villagers in remote mountainous areas.
Sometimes when he went to those remote places to receive goods, some fellow villagers would ask him if he had any seeds for sale.
When he said no, the other party would seem a little disappointed, so later He prepared some in the space.
Anyway, these things didn't take up much space.
There are many good things, but he doesn't dare to take them out easily, especially those crops that are likely to have a major impact.
Some people may think that if Luo Yong takes out these things, increases food production and improves people's lives, Li Shimin will be very happy, and maybe even give him an official title or something.
In fact, it is difficult to tell.
Luo Yong cannot guess Li Shimin's thoughts now.
But from the perspective of the ruler.
It is definitely not a good thing if someone suddenly appears among the people with a higher reputation than them and is more supported by all people than them.
Why did China, with so many splendid cultures for thousands of years, eventually lag behind Western society in the subsequent industrial revolution?
A considerable part of the reason is that rulers of all dynasties would rather society not progress or even regress, but they were determined to maintain their rule.
As a fledgling junior citizen, Luo Yong knew his own weight very well.
No matter how great his contribution to agriculture is, it doesn't matter.
If someone can't tolerate him, even if he doesn't do it openly, he can just wipe it out secretly.
When the time comes, they can say that the Jade Emperor in the sky sees this coffin board farming.
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If he succeeds, he will be recruited to plant fairy grass in the sky.
I am afraid that many people will believe it.
In another ten or twenty years, there may be a few more temples in this world, and the one enshrined there is Luo Sanlang.
Luo Yong, who has seen the dark side of society since he was a child, is always more wary than others in this world.
Maybe people today can be tolerant.
After Luo Yong has made many contributions to society, maybe he can be given an official title and be given a title.
Maybe all the officials in the court will be very friendly to him.
This kind of thing Who knows.
Anyway, Luo Yong will not place his own safety on the tolerance and kindness of others.
In front of him, Li Zheng handed the piece of paper to Luo Yong that recorded the number of piglets taken away by each household and had already drawn a stamp on them: "Sanlang, take a look.
If it is correct, just stamp it."
"Okay."
When they were dividing the piglets and taking notes, Luo Yong was watching them.
Now he looked at them more and just made notes on them.
"In this way, after one year, I will be waiting to share the pork with you."
After the drawing, Luo Yong said to the villagers present.
All the villagers present laughed and were obviously very happy.
Raising this pig can get both pork and fertilizer.
The main thing is that it does not require any cost.
The farmers use pig grass, fine chaff and wheat husks.
It's easy to get, but it takes some effort to cook pig food, but that doesn't matter.
After all, their village is not like Xipo Village.
In addition to farming, every household also has a tofu business.
"Buruo Sanlang, please do another good deed and help us carve up these pigs."
Someone said with a smile again.
When these piglets were brought over, Luo Yong did not carve them up in advance.
It is not a business to do business.
These people can carve them out if they are willing to do so.
If they don’t want to, he will not force them.
Anyway, there will be a comparison in the future for them to see with their own eyes.
It’s good to watch.
"I will leave the matter of picking pigs to my apprentice Liu Huo.
His skills are better than mine now.
On normal days, he would have charged two cents for picking a pig.
Today is the first time he has shown off in your village.
I won’t ask him to charge for his craftsmanship.”
Luo Yong conveniently made an advertisement for Liu Huo.
Now many people in this area know that Luo Sanlang can slaughter pigs, but they don't know about Liu Huo.
If Liu Huo wants to open up the market in the future, it will not be that easy.
When I get the chance, I naturally want to advertise for him.
"In this case, I would like to thank Mr.
Liu, let's start from my two ends."
Li Zheng said first.
Although he was an upright person, his family was not very wealthy, and because he had many children and grandchildren, food and clothing were a burden, and there were also taxes and corvees every year, so his life was not easy.
So this time Luo Sanlang proposed this cooperative pig raising matter, and he also participated.
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With his family's sufficient manpower, he was not afraid of raising a few more pigs, but he was still a little embarrassed.
He knew that Luo Sanlang was also a family member.
They don't have enough resources, so this time they scattered more than a dozen piglets into their village, which may even deplete their capital.
Arisato stood up and became the first person to eat crabs.
The villagers saw that Liu Huo's craftsmanship was indeed good, so they felt free to hand over their assigned piglets to him.
For a while, the sound of pigs howling could not be heard, but the villagers just smiled and watched the excitement.
They had heard about the pig slaughter for a long time, and they were a little shocked when they first heard it.
Now they have passed that excitement.
Now one They were all thinking about how fattening the fattened pigs would be, and how much fattened pork their family would get when they killed the big fat pigs next year.
Liu Huo's skills have really been perfected now.
There is no blood in the chopping pig, which is indeed a bit better than Luo Yong.
It is also because he is willing to think about it and put effort into it, unlike Luo Yong who just picks up the knife.
After the pigs were chopped, it was over for today.
It was time for Luo Yong and his apprentice to go back.
Before leaving, Luo Yong said to the villagers in Xiaohe Village: "If you have a lot of pig manure, you can carry it to Xipo Village.
One load of pig manure can be exchanged for half a load of bean dregs.”
"Oh, how can there be more?
There's not much, not too much."
The villagers said that they also have a lot of fields waiting to be fertilized.
In this way, the cooperative pig raising matter came to an end.
Two days later, several of Luo Yong's disciples came to him with a disciple named Heng, saying that the disciple had made a very useful tool and wanted to give it to Luo Yong.
Luo Yong took the thing and took a look.
He saw that it was a round wooden barrel with a square box on the barrel and a handle next to it.
He held the handle and shook it twice.
A bamboo beater was installed inside the barrel.
The device started to spin rapidly.
"This thing is very good."
Luo Yong was very happy.
"It's fine if Master likes it."
The disciple named Heng bowed.
This man's name was Heng Yu, and Luo Yong had an impression.
The main reason was that he was the oldest among all the disciples, over fifty, and his eldest grandson was two years older than Luo Yong.
This Hengyu can do carpentry, and his two sons can also do carpentry, and the family's life is not bad.
The reason why he went to Taiyuan City with others to make kangs for others was to improve his life, not because he could not survive.
Later, he came to Xipo Village with Xu Erlang and others, and officially became one of Luo Yong's disciples.
Because he had a craft and a livelihood at home, he did not often go to Xipo Village to carry fermented bean curd to sell like other disciples.
Therefore, Luo Yong did not see him very often in those days.
I didn't expect that he would still have such a heart.
When I learned that the Luo family had to spend a lot of effort to beat the eggs when making cakes, they made him such an egg beater.
This thing is really well made.
There is a square wooden box fixed on the edge of the barrel.
Luo Yong estimated that there should be large and small gears and the like inside, otherwise it would be impossible to achieve the speed change effect.
Just now he was After shaking it gently twice, the egg beater in the bucket almost flew up.
Under today's limited production conditions, gears can only be made entirely by hand, which is a delicate job, and if the wood used is not good, it will be easily worn, so this egg beater bucket, no matter where it is used, There must have been a lot of cost involved in both production and materials.
"You are already a skilled person.
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Learning the skill of that fire kang is just the icing on the cake.
Why do you need to spend so much effort to make this thing for me?"
Luo Yong sighed.
"Master's words are wrong.
Without Master's actions, how could I, the son of Lishi County, earn so much money and food from Taiyuan City?
In early spring, Zhao Dalang was selling donkeys in the county, and many people bought them at affordable prices.
The good donkey came back the second time and took away the excess grain from the villagers’ homes within a hundred miles at a good price.”
"I have observed that since this spring, noble people from Lishi County have often come here.
It is precisely because of you, Master, that this stagnant water in Lishi County has become full of life."
Hengyu spoke sincerely, but Luo Yong was praised so much that his face turned red.
In any case, he was really happy to get this useful egg beater, so he made a bucket of egg liquid, steamed a pot of egg cake and shared it with his disciples.
Although it lacked jujube paste and bean paste, the taste was still good. , the main thing is that this time the cake was made easily, my body felt relaxed, and my mood was naturally very good.
Early the next morning, Luo Yong went to look for Hengyu in the yard over there.
Seeing that he had not returned to the county seat, he handed him a drawing he drew last night.
"Take this blueprint and think about it.
If you actually make it, I'll name it the Henggong Car.
How about that?"
"You are not worthy of being a disciple."
Heng Yu was looking at the drawing in fascination at this time.
When he heard Luo Yong's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then quickly bowed and declined.
"Why don't you take it seriously?
Since it is something you made, it can naturally be named after you.
Think of Xie Gong's clogs.
Even a small clog can be loved by many people.
If you can make this car, it should be named after you.
"It's something that can be passed down through the ages."
Luo Yong knew that people at this time valued reputation very much, especially things like passing their names down through the ages.
Some families would even risk the lives of their entire family for a piece of technology or a reputation. .
Pedantic?
Not necessarily.
Perhaps it should be said that people at this time can see more clearly that there are many talents throughout the ages, and how many of them can leave their own mark in this world and be remembered by the world.
"This picture was drawn by Master, so I should use Master's name."
Heng Yu was so excited that his face turned red, but he still refused and bent even lower.
"I don't want to turn into a car and be ridden by others."
Luo Yong patted his shoulder and said, "If you don't want to, then just give it another name." "" Hengyu didn't know how to react when he was being ridden.
"Hahaha" Luo Yongwu laughed happily to himself.
With hands behind his back and a smile on his face, he left the yard.
Yesterday, he saw the hand-cranked egg beater made by Na Hengyu.
For some reason, he remembered the bicycle from his previous life.
So last night, he flipped through the space, and sure enough, he flipped it out of a book.
When I got the picture of the bicycle, I followed the same pattern and made a drawing of the bicycle.
He can't wait to see the people of Tang Dynasty riding bicycles all over the sky.
Perhaps it was his childhood experiences that made Luo Yong pessimistic.
Every time he took a step out, he would be prepared to face misfortune.
Then, he was cautious, not daring to take things lightly, not daring to take things out of the space easily, but that didn't mean that he would tightly cover the things in that space for the rest of his life and not dare to take anything out.
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A man is upright.
If he wants to do something, he will do it.
Even if there are any risks, he will bear it.
The longer he came to this era, the more Luo Yong felt that people here really spent too much time and energy on walking.
It is really necessary to upgrade the means of transportation.
Just like the Xiaohe Village that Luo Yong visited these days, it takes almost three hours to walk.
If you switch to a direct train, you should be able to save at least half of the world.
In Luo Yong's impression, bicycles and dirt roads go well together.
In the 1900s, many rural areas did not have cement roads.
Riding a bicycle on a country dirt road could still run very fast. .
The whole world must admit that the bicycle is a great invention.
From pushing with shoulders to pushing with both feet, this is a remarkable progress.
As mammals that walk upright, human legs have been exercising since they were toddlers, and are naturally more powerful than arms.
As a time traveler, he now wants to bring this great invention to the Tang Dynasty more than a thousand years ago, so that those who wear dark clothes, long robes, short brown clothes, Hu clothes, and sheepskin jackets can , experience the magic and convenience of a bicycle. gd1806102: