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Chapter 0036 People take food as their heaven

Chapter 0036 Food is the most important thing for the people

Chinese people are very particular about what they eat. Foods with different flavors have been invented in various places for five thousand years.

Take flour as an example. All kinds of pasta are widely spread in northern China.

But who would have thought that in addition to making food, flour can also be fermented into a sweet paste containing maltose after a series of processes.

But all this was actually staged in front of the old patriarch and Li Xiuying.

The old patriarch followed Zheng Changsheng's description exactly and followed the process step by step.

When the first pot of sweet noodle sauce was made, he shed tears. It was so delicious. Even if it is not used to make sweet noodle sauce, it would be great to use this noodle sauce alone to accompany rice.

When Zheng Changsheng took the refined salt separated by filtration and distillation and stirred it with the sweet noodle sauce, he began to pickle the radish.

The old patriarch's heart ached. How on earth was such good salt made? It would be a damn pity to use it for pickling.

This is simply a waste of natural resources.

After the first success, the Zheng Family Courtyard became busy next.

Under the newly built straw shed, two strong donkeys were alternately hitched to the roller frame and began their blindfolded journey around the world.

Bags of snowflake white flour were ground out and carried by big men to the backyard, where the old patriarch and Li Xiuying brewed sweet noodle sauce themselves.

Xiao Qi's eyes were as wide as big bells. She stared closely at the women who were grinding the flour. They were so worthless that they kept stuffing raw flour into their mouths without fear of not being digested.

With her supervision, these people can grind the dough honestly.

When Xiaoqi told the young master this, he didn't seem angry at all. He just told the women not to eat raw flour, and defended these people by saying that it was all caused by hunger.

The young master and his wife are just too soft-hearted. This is all their own food, and they are in charge of their food and accommodation. They also promised to give them fifty copper coins a month. Where can they find such a good thing?

He was given fifty copper coins to take care of food and accommodation. Fifty copper coins! Thinking about it, Xiao Qi felt distressed.

The big man Zheng Genshuo seemed to have endless strength. He was unloading the miso vat that the old patriarch had just purchased from the county town.

Handle it with care and don't bump it. It would be bad if you accidentally break the sauce jar.

This is used to make pickles. My wife said that the vegetables in this sauce jar can be sold for thirty taels of silver.

Dear mother, the most money he has ever seen is only a dozen copper coins. This is snowflake silver, so be careful, be careful, be careful.

But you can't break the sauce vat, otherwise even if you sell yourself, you won't be able to make up for such a big loss.

The old patriarch was very happy. The small jar of sweet-sauce radish he brought to Jinning County was successfully purchased by shopkeeper Qi of Xuanji Pharmacy.

Three hundred copper coins, and when he heard the metallic sound of the copper coins in the bag as he moved around, he felt very frightened.

Shopkeeper Qi told me how much of these pickles he wanted.

He has his own way of doing business. He doesn't just sell traditional Chinese medicine, mountain products, and local products. As long as it is a profitable business, he will do anything.

Now he is going to be prosperous. Brother Sheng, my good boy, grandpa is back. He feels so beautiful that he even walks with a smile.

But when he saw Zheng Changsheng, he was really frightened.

At this moment, Zheng Changsheng's eyes were red and listless.

What's wrong? The child was fine when I left. Why does he look like this now?

Don't even think about it. A child is making filtered crystallized salt and he asked Zheng Changsheng not to reveal the method. This is very embarrassing.

Except for Li Xiuying, who felt sorry for her son and helped her, filtering the coarse salt with charcoal and gravel according to her son's instructions, and then boiling the salt, no one else was allowed to enter the backyard.

This is very difficult for Zheng Changsheng and his son. The little one can't even sit still now and wants to fall asleep just sitting there.

There is no supply here, and too much salt is used.

The old patriarch took a look and thought, this is no good. If Zheng Changsheng falls down from exhaustion, all this will be in vain.

Brother Sheng is just an old hen that can lay golden eggs, but he can't do it anymore.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and selected a few young men who were close relatives to come over and learn how to make refined salt.

The old patriarch did not hesitate to open Huaiyuantang once.

These young men burned incense, kowtowed, and drank blood wine in the presence of their ancestors, so there was no need to worry about their loyalty.

Even if they die, they won't reveal the slightest bit. This is a matter of life and death for the Zheng family and cannot be taken lightly.

In addition, these young wives were also organized to learn how to make sweet noodle sauce.

The matter of salt is related to the serious crime of beheading, and the talk must be strictly sealed, so we opened Huaiyuantang.

The sweet noodle sauce is not so strict. Although it is also important, without the effect of refined salt, even if you learn it, you will not be able to make pickles with the same taste.

But just like this, I have been warned many times not to tell anyone.

Well, with the addition of a large number of manpower, Zheng Changsheng and his mother Li Xiuying were finally freed.

The past few days have made the two of them exhausted, and now they are lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

During this sleep, Zheng Changsheng slept in darkness, with no light from the sun or the moon. If his stomach hadn't growled, he would have been able to continue sleeping.

Xiaoqi looked at the young master with heartache as he kept yawning with his mouth open. The madam really did not listen to the old patriarch's orders, and she tired the young master to this point.

She smiled with tears in her eyes and helped Zheng Changsheng wash up.

A large bowl of egg custard, sprinkled with chopped green onion and a few drops of sesame oil, Zheng Changsheng ate happily.

"Eat slowly, be careful not to burn it," Xiao Qi kept nagging beside her.

This time Zheng Changsheng didn't let Xiao Qi feed him. When the last bite went into his stomach, he burped and touched his belly to find that he was full.

After all, the purpose of human life is to eat. Whether it is rich food or coarse grains, it is good to be full.

When I first woke up, the feeling of being hungry and panicking was really not wonderful.

It is said that people who are honest in the warehouse will know etiquette, and this is true. Only when there is food in the warehouse and you are not hungry can you have these rules and regulations.

When a person is dying of hunger, how can he care about the laws and regulations?

When he was snoring and eating custard, where could he still have the leisurely mood he usually had? This was his greatest realization.

The most important thing in everything is to fill the stomach. Any other words of saints or ways of a gentleman are all fucking nonsense under the premise that food is the most important thing for the people. If your stomach is not full, who is talking to you?

That's it.

Therefore, if they want to ensure that their family does not suffer the tragic disaster that the old patriarch said, Zheng Dalang, they must lead the villagers to become rich. This is the right way.

You cannot ignore others when your stomach is full. This kind of thinking is unacceptable. Only by tying everyone to your own chariot can you be invincible.
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