The moon crept up quietly, and several large bonfires were lit in the temporary camp. The firelight made everyone's faces red, and laughter and laughter resounded throughout.
Snow-white rice porridge, served with a large piece of pot helmet, and a small bowl of pickles for each person. Such a simple meal made the new craftsmen eat as if they were reincarnated by starving ghosts...
These are all master craftsmen, not apprentices! Every time he sees them eating, Xiao Han always feels like watching beggars snatching food. It is really hard to imagine what kind of life they lived before.
In the center of the camp and in front of the largest fire, Xiao Han was slowly drinking soup. His food was a little different from others. He had a large piece of grilled fox meat and a small pot of thick meat.
, white turtle soup.
As for the grilled fish...well, Xiao Han admitted that his skill was not enough to cook that thing. It was originally wrapped with branches and grilled well. Who knew that the branches were actually ignited by the fire, and the big fish fell into the fire?
, by the time Xiao Han and others pulled the fish out, the poor fish had turned into black coal...
In the turtle soup, the plump hem of the skirt was Xiao Han's favorite. He just looked at it with greedy eyes and was slapped aside by the butler...
"Go and eat your own food, don't you think you are a bit disrespectful?"
Lunzi moved his rice bowl back angrily, not daring to complain at all. He was the housekeeper, and besides Xiao Han, he was the eldest in the family. Lunzi originally dared to complain in front of Uncle Lunzi, but he was
After the stupid uncle grabbed him and beat him hard, he stopped. He said whatever he said was right...
He used chopsticks to pull off the plump skirt and stuffed it into his mouth. Feeling the softness and smoothness in his mouth, Xiao Han couldn't help but squint his eyes in comfort: "It's so good!!!"
The butler next to him had a strange look on his face, as if he was telling Xiao Han to pay attention to the Marquis's demeanor. Xiao Han looked at it and quickly shut up. He took the tortoise out of the soup bowl with chopsticks and opened the lid. There were actually a few small ones inside.
Small, golden eggs!
"Sin, sin..." After reciting Amitabha silently for a few times, Xiao Han picked one up and put it into his mouth. It was crunchy and tasted like salted duck eggs. It was very delicious!
I also took a bite of the fox meat. It was all lean meat, but it was a little sour and not very tasty. I put it down after taking one bite. The porridge was quite good. I drank a big bowl in one go!
"Xiaodong, come here!" Xiao Han was full and called Xiaodong over with a smile. Xiaodong had a piece of gauze wrapped around his finger, making it the same as the thing on Asan's head in India, and it could only be held upright.
Can't bend...
"What are you doing?" Xiaodong still had some Guokui in his mouth that he hadn't swallowed yet. He walked over with the bowl in hand and said something vaguely.
Xiao Han looked at Xiaodong's fingers and was very happy. He picked up the turtle's head with chopsticks and put it into Xiaodong's bowl: "Here, I'll give you a chance for revenge!"
The people around burst into laughter, and only the enemy was left to see Xiaodong, who was extremely jealous...
After eating and tidying up, the diligent Xiao Lang and the auxiliary soldiers went to the river to wash themselves, while Xiao Han strolled to the newly arrived craftsman's shop.
The craftsmen had finished their dinner early and were gathering together, chatting in low voices. Seeing the Marquis coming over, their legs unconsciously bent down.
Kneeling was frowned upon in the Tang Dynasty, but this rule did not apply to slaves, servants, and craftsmen.
In the past few days, Xiao Han re-read the craftsman household system in the Sui and Tang Dynasties. After reading it, he felt that there was a chill in his bones!
What a terrible craftsmanship system!
Once you enter a craftsman's household, you will be a craftsman for life. Not only will you be a craftsman for the rest of your life, but so will the sons and daughters you give birth to!
You are not allowed to study, you are not allowed to be an official, you are not allowed to do business, and you are not even allowed to farm! Such a cruel and ruthless system directly combines craftsmen and slaves into the same class. It is difficult for Xiao Han to imagine how our craftsmen are doing under the oppression of this system.
After surviving these hundreds of years, if this situation happened to Xiao Han, Xiao Han felt that he would definitely take a knife to his neck as soon as possible. What's the point of living a life with no hope at all?
There were not many young people in the craftsmen's shop, and most of them were old craftsmen with half a hundred hair. Looking at their age, they could have been Xiao Han's grandfather. How could Xiao Han make them kneel to him? He quickly rushed forward and stopped them from kneeling.
of craftsmen.
"Don't be too polite, don't be too polite! We will be a family from now on, so don't be too polite!"
"Thank you, Lord Marquis." An older craftsman raised his head and glanced at Xiao Han, then quickly lowered his head and pinched the brand new clothes corner unconsciously.
"Why are you so polite? Don't treat me like a prince. Just treat me like an ordinary young man. Sit down, everyone!"
Xiao Han warmly greeted everyone to sit down. They were all people from the lower levels of society, and Xiao Han knew how to distance himself from them.
When about ten people sat down in a circle, Xiao Han said with a smile: "How is it, are you guys full?"
"...Go back to Lord Marquis, you are full!"
A craftsman who looked like an old farmer raised his hand and replied.
"Haha, don't be restrained. The supervisor will send you here. It means that you are all capable people. We will all be our own people from now on. As for me, I am used to being free. Don't be the same as before. This is not the case.
He will be the prisoner, and this will be your home from now on! Everyone, please relax and feel like you are at home!"
While Xiao Han was talking, he looked at this group of people. These people were specially sent to him by the old man Huangfu. It is said that they are all top talents in various industries. Although time is a little tight, I don't know which industry they are in, but
As long as they are top talents, there is no reason why Xiao Han can't use them!
After hearing Xiao Han's reassuring words, the craftsmen all carefully smiled with Xiao Han, but it was unclear how serious they were.
However, after coming to Xiao Han for two days, their biggest impression is that the relaxed and happy environment here is completely different from the prisoner who is extremely depressed all the time. Everyone here seems to be living happily every day. According to reports
The talkative old man in the mansion said that this young Marquis brought all this, and kept saying that they would be lucky to follow the young Marquis from now on!
Seeing that the craftsmen were just laughing but not saying anything, Xiao Han didn't take it seriously. After all, he had just arrived in a new place, so it was common sense to recognize him.
I heard from the uncle who was responsible for arranging them that there was a big expert in farming here, and Xiao Han came here for this reason.
After taking a look at the craftsmen, he carefully took out the cloth bag that Du Ruhui had given him that day and opened it.
"Who among you knows how to plant and farm, come and have a look."
The old farmer who just spoke to Xiao Han gave Xiao Han a strange look. He stood up and turned around from behind Xiao Han. He looked down at the cloth bag and saw a small handful of seeds wrapped in white fluff inside.
In addition, there are a few scattered little black guys.
"this is?"
When the old farmer saw the seeds, he immediately forgot about his nervousness. He pinched a seed from the bag with his calloused hands, smelled it, and said to himself: "This is a cold melon seed. This thing hurts the ground."
, the royal family does not allow it to be planted, and only some dignitaries can plant it in small quantities!"
"Hangua?"
Xiao Han was a little surprised. He knew that cold melons were watermelons, but he had eaten watermelons all his life and had cracked a lot of watermelon seeds. How could he not recognize that these were watermelon seeds?
He dug out the same seed again from the cloth bag. Xiao Han looked at it carefully for a long time, but he didn't associate this pointy, thin thing with watermelon seeds! Could it be that watermelons from more than a thousand years ago were not
Same?
At this time, the old farmer put down the Kehan melon seeds, and solemnly took out a seed covered with fluff. He turned over it several times and pinched it several times. After all, he could not determine what kind of plant it was.
"It doesn't look like grains or fruits, but rather big flowers. Could it be that they came from a foreign country?" The old farmer was a little unsure.
Xiao Han almost jumped up and exclaimed in surprise: "That's amazing, yes! Sir, you are so accurate!"
The old farmer scratched his head. He probably rarely received such compliments. He lowered his head and chuckled to himself.
Xiao Han looked at the old farmer like a big gold nugget at this time, and he was very excited. Old man Huangfu was really interesting. Even this thin old man who looked inconspicuous was a talent!
Cotton was originally cultivated as a flower! This person could tell just by looking at a seed. If this is not a talent, what else is a talent? During the Takeru years, what was the most precious thing? Talent!
"Master Hou? Master Hou?"
The old farmer lowered his head for a while, then raised his head again. Xiao Han still looked like that, feeling a little embarrassed. He cautiously took two steps back, like a girl being targeted by a pervert, but this girl looked a little too miserable...
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"Oh, uh, it's okay, it's okay." Xiao Han was a little embarrassed, knowing that he had scared people again. In fact, the old people in the house had long been used to Xiao Han being stunned at all times, so it was just these newcomers who didn't understand.
"Oh, by the way, what's your name?" Xiao Han was kind like a big bad wolf talking to a rabbit.
"Back to Lord Marquis, my name is Zhao Dezhu."
"Can it be covered?" Xiao Han wanted to laugh, "What a name!"
