"The gods are going to send us a batch of vegetables."
Xiao Jingzhou spoke in a light tone.
Lu Chen immediately became excited: "Vegetables? Vegetables that are juicy and sweet even when eaten raw?"
God knows, he couldn't help drooling when he said this.
When I was a child, my family was poor and there was no oil for the vegetables, so I could only chew them dry and swallow them.
Nowadays, the dishes sent by the gods are not only fresh and delicious, but also cooked with fat.
Just thinking about it makes me feel beautiful.
Zhou Shuyun was also stunned. It had only been such a short time and the gods had already arranged for the dishes to be delivered.
She said happily: "This way, I can cook different dishes."
Previously, Lu Chen sent corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes, and taro. Each novel food won the hearts of the people.
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It is not only delicious but also filling. More importantly, it is easy to cook!
Xiao Jingzhou smiled: "That's right!"
He ordered: “Lu Chen, tell your uncle to have someone prepare to receive the goods.
I'm going to write a letter to God right now! ”
Lu Chen couldn't wait any longer: "Yes, I'll do it right away!"
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[Miss Jiang, I have asked someone to prepare everything and you can receive it at any time! 】
There were two vehicles outside the air-raid shelter, waiting to unload.
Jiang Zhenyu put away the letter and walked into the air-raid shelter.
Two large trucks opened their doors and large bags of sacks were unloaded from the rear of the trucks onto conveyor belts.
Put a thick velvet blanket under the sack to ensure that the food in the sack will not be damaged.
Uncle Zhang was watching the workers working when he saw Jiang Zhenyu approaching.
He smiled brightly: "Boss Jiang, we have been busy unloading six trucks of goods so far, and these four trucks will be completely unloaded."
“This year, the harvest in the countryside was great, but the selling price has been low, and in the late stages of the sale, there were no vegetable vendors to buy.
Everyone asked me to thank you.
If it weren’t for your friend going to the countryside to harvest vegetables.
These vegetables will be used to feed pigs and make fertilizer. ”
Uncle Zhang said this, pointing to a few sacks in the corner.
"Those are sweet potatoes, taro, and potatoes given to you and your friends by some uncles and aunts.
I took a look and found that they were all carefully selected items. ”
Jiang Zhenyu looked in the direction he pointed and saw several sacks filled to the brim.
She couldn't help but eyelid twitching.
Last time, Uncle Zhang sent a few baskets of food, and there were still more than ten pounds left piled in the kitchen. These things must never be moved into the kitchen again.
She smiled and said, "Uncle Zhang, thank you for your help these days.
You can carry two bags back to eat yourself and share some with your relatives and friends. ”
Uncle Zhang didn't hesitate and agreed with a smile.
After the truck unloaded the goods, Jiang Zhenyu paid the freight, closed the door of the air-raid shelter, and began to transport the food to ancient times.
When unloading the goods, Zhang Bo made sure to sort them out, which also made it easier for Jiang Zhenyu to deliver them.
[Potatoes harvested!] 】
[Sweet potatoes harvested!] 】
[Taro harvested!] 】
[Corn harvested!] 】
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Xiao Jingzhou held a wooden bowl, and bags of grain poured out of it.
Gu Zhenbei had six warehouses cleaned out, and they were about to be filled.
He suggested: "Your Highness, how about storing these grains in the dug cellar?"
Xiao Jingzhou moved his fingers, and a mountain of sacks suddenly appeared in the corner that was originally empty.
He shook his head: "No."
"Uncle, take some people to clean up the yard of the granary.
The gods said that the grain had just been unearthed and needed to be ventilated before being stored, otherwise it would easily rot.
Corn, in particular, needs to be dried before storage.
Otherwise you have to finish it within three days. ”
Hearing this, Gu Zhenbei was stunned.
Then he reacted and smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed.
"Yes, I will arrange it right away!"
Every time Xiao Jingzhou received supplies, the soldiers would retreat outside the granary.
This time is no exception.
Gu Zhenbei led his men to move the big pot to a corner.
Qian Wuyou came forward and asked what was going on inside.
Gu Zhenbei's words left him completely dumbfounded.
"Six granaries are full?"
When Qian Wuyou heard the news of the margin call, he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes and his voice unconsciously rose.
Zhiyi City has no money, but it has food that is worth a lot of money.
Now that grain warehouses are overflowing, how can anyone not be excited?
After the granary was tidied up, Xiao Jingzhou piled all the food in the yard.
Wei Wenshan looked at the ingredients piled up into a continuous "mountain".
He said happily: "All the rats in Zhiyi City have starved to death, and now we don't have to worry about them being stolen if we keep them outside the house.
Very good! ”
Xiao Jingzhou finished harvesting the grain and reading the letter in his hand.
He said: "This time the gods sent 100,000 kilograms of food, and more food will be delivered later.
Each person will be given one kilogram this time.
There are too many types of food, and it is impossible for everyone to get the same food.
Tell the people that those who receive food can exchange it with others. ”
Yang Jin quickly agreed: "This is food given by the gods. If anyone dares to cause trouble, I will beat his ass into pieces!"
When the people of Zhiyi City heard that there was fresh food, they rushed to the granary, holding the pots, basins, baskets and cloth bags in their houses and lined up.
"The granary is open, it's open!"
"What is this? A lump of mud? Or some tree root?"
"Is this really a vegetable? It's round and round, how come it looks like a river stone?"
"This is more like a stone with hair on it. It's almost bigger than my head!"
"This is scary. How many teeth do I have? It has more teeth than I do!"
"Let's not talk about it for now. We have never heard of these foods. How are we supposed to eat them?"
"Everyone, look! There's a divine figure on the wall!"
There is a screen hanging high on the wall outside the granary, on which food preparation methods are played in rotation.
When the lid on the curtain was lifted, hot steam instantly gushed out of the pot.
When the people saw the heat, they sniffed hard, hoping to smell a hint of fragrance.
"Why is there no taste?"
"Are you stupid? That's a divine shadow! Do you really think a god can cook for you?"
"He looks ugly, but he has beautiful thoughts!"
The person who was criticized was not angry. He scratched his head embarrassedly, hoping that it would be his turn soon.
When people saw the cooking process on the wall, they drooled and wanted to take it home quickly to show off their cooking skills and have a hearty meal.
The line outside the granary was getting longer and longer.
Qian Wuyou and his men registered all the people who received food.
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After Jiang Zhenyu delivered the ingredients, he suddenly remembered something.
There are also cases of potato poisoning in the 21st century.
Firstly, there is a lack of scientific knowledge.
Secondly, citizens were unwilling to waste food and continued to eat sprouted potatoes.
There was no technology for gastric lavage in ancient times, so if someone was really poisoned, it would be impossible to treat it.
She didn't want to send food to feed the people of Zhiyi City, but instead end up traveling through time thousands of years to poison them.
She picked up a pen and paper and quickly wrote a letter and sent it to Xiao Jingzhou.
[Sprouted potatoes are poisonous and cannot be eaten.
You need to popularize this to the people.
Don't let them worry about waste, they can save it, cut it into pieces using the buds, and bury it in the soil for planting. 】
After the letter was delivered, she saw several sacks of food.
[I left a few sacks of food for you, all of them are plump and full, and of excellent quality.
You will love it!
I'll send it to you when you get home after work. 】
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