Chapter 465 Encountering Villagers
Xiaojiu sprinkled cumin on the skewers. After a while, the aroma came.
Qiu Xiaotian sat aside and poured a few cups of rice wine for the villagers.
The villagers hurriedly took the bowl with both hands.
"Thank you very much. We are so lucky to have met some noble people. We have wine to drink and meat to eat."
But they didn't know that it was the Queen of Qin who was here.
Otherwise you can brag about it for the rest of your life.
The Emperor and Empress of the Qin Dynasty invited them to drink and eat meat. The key point was that the wild boar meat was hunted by the Emperor of the Qin Dynasty himself.
The old guys just sat there waiting for their food.
What a pity... I missed the chance to know the truth.
When Fu Xuanheng came back, Xiaojiu and others who followed him had already killed the wild boar and carried it over.
Xia He was busy making braised wild boar meat.
The internal organs can be used to make maoxuewang.
Spicy stir-fried large intestine.
Xiaojiu cut a few more pounds of meat and gave each villager more than a pound of pork, asking them to take it back and eat.
Fu Xuanheng sat outside with skewers in hand and asked the villagers about their lives.
For example: Are you wearing warm clothes?
How many acres of land do you have at home?
He even taught them how to farm correctly. When it came to farming, even Anming and others could offer some opinions.
The farmers who have worked with the fields all their lives have no idea what to do.
"Master, why do I feel like you guys are better at farming than us?"
Fu Xuanheng was very proud.
During his time in Baijia Village, he learned a lot of knowledge.
"If scholars farmed, they would be even better than you. So, no matter what, send your children to a private school for two or three years."
Fu Xuanheng attributed all this to his theory of the usefulness of reading.
The villagers all believed it.
"Master, my boy is quite talented. I'm just worried about the cost of his education and I'm afraid he won't be able to pass the imperial examination."
Shen Yunyue came out holding Nanchen. The little guy was wearing furry clothes.
"This fellow is wrong. Reading is the key to understanding the world. Even if he fails the exam, he can become an accountant and write letters to teach others how to read.
Even if I farm, I do it better than others."
"With the family business he built, your grandson will naturally make further progress. Passing the imperial examination will be easy for him. From generation to generation, it is possible for him to become an official in the future."
Shen Yunyue said it easily.
When the villagers thought about it, they realized that this was the truth.
"Our village head also needs to study. I'll prepare some gifts when I get home and send my boy off to school."
Shen Yunyue thought about it and realized that pens, ink, paper and inkstone also cost money.
Among them, paper is the most expensive.
She had the idea of opening a paper mill. Putting her son in Fu Xuanheng's hands, Shen Yunyue returned to the tent.
Sit down and write down the method of modern papermaking.
Shen Yunyue’s hometown in her previous life was close to where Xuan paper was made. Although it was not the same place, it was only two or three hundred kilometers away.
There were also classmates there, and she had some knowledge of papermaking.
After writing.
She asked Anming to pass a secret letter to Ling Moxuan, Rong Ting, Lu Zhiling and Mu Xiujin.
Let them each open a paper mill.
The paper mill is a public-private partnership, with Daqin holding 51% of the ownership.
Of the remaining 49%, Shen Yunyue needs to hold 10% of the shares.
She knew no one would turn down her business.
Anming copied the letter several times and sent them out.
After the meal was ready, the villagers tactfully left. However, they were almost full, so Shen Yunyue asked An Yi to pack ten steamed buns for each of them.
Seven or eight villagers were so happy that they almost knelt down.
He was stopped by An Yi.
After they leave.
An Yi and Ying Feng set out the folding table.
Shen Yunyue sat at the same table with Fu Xuanheng, Rong Yin, Gu Qishao, Hua Wuji and Qiu Xiaotian.
The rest of the people gathered around the stove and put all the dishes on the table.
He squatted aside and ate with the bowl in his hand.
Finished the meal.
Shen Yunyue instructed Qiuhe to keep the hot water on the stove warm.
I have to make milk powder for the little one in the middle of the night.
The tent is relatively large.
Fu Xuanheng lit the silver charcoal inside.
Thick cushions and quilts, not cold at all.
Fu Xuanheng let the little fool lie down in the innermost part close to the tent, and Shen Yunyue slept next to the little fool. The three children slept in turn, and he was at the outermost part.
Little Idiot: "..."
They knew that the master was cunning, so this was to let it protect them.
Snowball nestled under my feet.
Fu Xuanheng always felt that his three children were extraordinary.
There was thunder when the eldest son was born.
The second child was born to attract birds.
The third child? He's as thin as a kitten, and needs such expensive medicine, so he must be no simple matter.
midnight.
Someone is passing by here.
"Gentlemen, can we take a break?" The man on horseback stumbled down.
My lips are frozen purple.
Yingfeng glanced at them calmly, "How many of you are there?"
"We are accompanying our master to the East China Sea. We missed the inn and wanted to continue on our journey, but it was too cold. The horses couldn't stand it either." The servant spoke in a humble manner.
"Come on. But keep your voice down and don't go inside. Our masters are all resting."
"Okay. I'll go tell the master right away." The servant was very happy.
He quickly tied the horse rope to the tree.
He took a burning piece of wood from Yingfeng and the others' fire, stood up and walked towards the roadside.
After a while.
A carriage came by.
Following the carriage were two attendants on horseback.
You can tell at first glance that he is a person with high fighting power.
A young lady in her early twenties and a man in his thirties got out of the carriage.
The man looked pale.
The lips turned purple again.
A maid came over to support the man.
Several people came to the campfire that Yingfeng and his friends had built for warming themselves. It was more than ten feet away from the tent of Shen Yunyue and his friends.
The small tent of Gu Qishao and his group was close to the big tent of Shen Yunyue and her group.
Yingfeng: “…”
"If you want to make a fire, go and light the firewood yourself." What it means is, please stay away.
The young lady in the red jacket reached out closer to the fire.
"Young man, be a good person to the end and see the Buddha to the west. We really have no other choice. There is no firewood in the carriage. It's late at night and the dew is heavy, and there is no place to find firewood for us." The young lady lowered her eyebrows and moved her white hands closer to the fire, making her hands look even more beautiful.
The man next to him sat weakly on the ground.
An attendant brought a cushion and said, "Master, please sit on it."
The man sat on the mat and said weakly with his fists clasped:
"Excuse me, gentlemen. My last name is Chen Dayuan, and this is my wife. We were rushing to our ancestral land in the East China Sea, but we missed our place to stay."
"Here are ten taels of silver. Can I buy you some food?"
Chen Dayuan spoke sincerely.
Yingfeng looked at An Yi, and when he nodded, he accepted the silver.
I cooked them bone soup noodles with mushroom and meat sauce.
A pot full of noodles.
These people ate everything.
Yingfeng: “…”
He wanted to eat a little more; it didn't look like these people had missed their place to stay.
It feels like I've been hungry all day.
Including that little lady.
Chen Dayuan wanted to ask about the tent, but Yingfeng sent him away.
"There's nothing we can do about sleeping. Can't you see we're all gathered around the fire?" Yingfeng refused to admit that the furs they were wearing were really warm.
It's not cold even without a fire.
Chen Dayuan looked eagerly at the largest tent in the middle.
He waved to his servant, "Help me to rest in the carriage."
"good."
The servant helped Chen Dayuan into the carriage.
The young lady also got on the carriage. When Chen Dayuan got on the carriage, he changed his weak look and looked at the people who were warming themselves by the fire through the gap in the curtain.
He was thinking: What are the identities of these people?
What's the purpose of going to the East China Sea?
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