Due to inconvenient transportation and poor information, peppers have been grown in the northwest for several years, but they didn't know anything about it.
Yan Shiyue was refreshed and immediately took Chili to find the chef here.
There were experienced chefs on both sides of the cannery, competing with each other. Yan Shiyue took out the chili peppers and explained how to make them. The two chefs immediately started making them with their apprentices.
One boiled fish and one spicy grilled fish were cooked. Before they were cooked, a strange spicy and fragrant smell wafted out.
Now that the people in An County are familiar with them, some people shout through the window: "Ms. Fu, what are you cooking for delicious food?"
Weixin also shouted back through the window: "Chili fish!"
After a while, someone came waddling over.
This man's surname was Qian, and he was the uncle of the owner of the house where Yan Shiyue lived. He was not too old, but he was a gourmet with a very sharp tongue. When Yan Shiyue finally chose canned food, he actually listened to him.
Lots of opinions.
So it wasn't surprising to see him coming. He smiled and greeted: "Boss Qian."
Boss Qian smiled and waved his hands, and then sat down politely. When the food was served, he gave him a bowl. As soon as Boss Qian tasted it, he couldn't help but squeal.
The idle man watching the excitement couldn't help but laugh and said: "Old Qian, don't be too naked! What does it taste like? Tell me!"
Boss Qian didn't bother to talk, he just sucked the air and ate. Yan Shiyue also tasted a few mouthfuls. The taste was right, so he asked people to take the bowls and divided the bowls and chopsticks. Everyone who watched the excitement tasted it. It was very hot.
God, everyone's forehead is sweating after eating.
Then the restaurant made chili dishes for ten days. One of them was to let the chef learn. In addition, he also sold chili seeds and taught them how to grow them. This thing is easy to grow. You can also grow some at home. Chili peppers are grown in the sand.
It can also grow well on the ground.
After all, it was a hot day, so Yan Shiyue didn't eat much. When he returned home, a letter from Chang'an City happened to be delivered.
Two cartloads of food and supplies were delivered, as well as a packet of letters.
Yan Shiyue was still thinking about so many things, but when she broke it down, Emperor Yan of Ming Dynasty, Emperor Chengsheng, Huo Qijing, and six little children all wrote to her.
Huo Qijing's letter was very short, and it just meant, come back early after work, the children miss you very much.
Yan Shiyue couldn't help but curl her lips.
My child misses me, don’t you? Would you die if you said something nice?
Let's look at what Emperor Ming Yan wrote. Emperor Ming Yan wrote quite casually. The main idea is: Shiro has not been weaned yet. I have to ask you to go with him when he is old and has to go on an errand. Before leaving, he didn't even know to tell you that I should pack up quickly.
Pack up and come back quickly. Don't you know that those people in neighboring countries are eyeing you? Why are you running around!
Emperor Chengsheng's letter is gentle and elegant, saying that I understand what you mean. Although Wang Anshi's article is indeed well written, I will not use his, so don't worry.
And the little dumpling deserves to be a person who has gone to school. His words are really good. He said hello to my grandma. He said I have grown taller. The canned food is delicious. The conch can really hear the wind. It’s fun. I miss you very much.
, my sister and brothers also miss you very much. You should come back soon.
As for the little rice cake, my grandma gave me a very nice hairpin. I will keep it for you and wear it when you come back. There is also a nice skirt that I will wear for you when the time comes...
Even the letters written by the four little ones were all decent. Although the handwriting was simple, at least they were all words! It was not like she imagined, it was ink balls and paintings.
Yan Shiyue burst out laughing.
After finishing laughing, he sighed and lay down on the table.
I feel a little homesick...I miss Huo Qijing and the babies...
Yan Shiyue sighed again, picked up the pen, and wrote replies one by one.
There are still many things that need to be done in this world. Sitting in the city of Chang'an, with all the prosperity in front of your eyes, it is easy to forget that in fact there are still many poor and backward corners of the world.
The knowledge involved in Yanbao can be richer and broader. They don't even know things that they already have, such as watermelon and pepper crops, and the production of Liangpi Bean Curd...
... Poverty is mostly caused by ignorance. Even the most common farming requires skills. Good harvests are not guaranteed by just working hard.
Therefore, the construction of Chidao is really urgent. The wider the dissemination of information, the more civilized the people and social development will be.
In addition, the Ministry of Commerce should go further and be more detailed, assisting people in each place to develop industries with regional characteristics, so that people in each place have the skills they need to survive. This is the way to the prosperity of the country.
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At the same time, is it possible to set up a help-seeking system? For example, some county magistrates whose jurisdictions are poor and don't know how to develop can write a letter and apply for assistance from the Ministry of Commerce, and the Ministry of Commerce can send people to assist them in their development... and so on.
Xiao Tangzhi came in from outside and saw her standing at the table writing.
Yan Shiyue was purely led by Huo Qijing. Now she likes to stand while writing, and she looks very impressive.
Xiao Tangzhi tentatively reached out for the letter she wrote. Seeing that she didn't stop him, he actually picked it up and read it. He was slightly stunned when he looked at it, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes and look at her.
If someone else had written this kind of thing, he would definitely have thought it was a formality, something nice to say, but at this moment... it was written by her, but for some reason, it felt extremely sincere.
It’s not about worrying about the country and the people, it’s not about helping the world, but it’s about being a “prime minister” very seriously.
Yan Shiyue finished writing in one breath and put it aside to dry.
Then when I wrote it again, I wrote it for Huo Qijing and the children.
Xiao Tangzhi read the letters one by one and folded them up. Just when he wanted to see what she was writing, Yan Shiyue reached out and covered it: "That's enough, little candy wrapper~~"
Xiao Tangzhi touched his nose and had no choice but to step back, sit down opposite, and said with a smile: "I can read everything I wrote to the emperor, why can't I read this?"
She said, "Nonsense."
Xiao Tangzhi snorted.
Isn't it just love talk between husband and wife? Just pretend he hasn't seen it before! He can say sweet words anytime and anywhere.
While thinking about it, he squinted at her brushstrokes and judged the words bit by bit from her strokes: "...I miss you every day..."
For some reason, he suddenly felt so boring, so he stood up and came out.
Yan Shiyue wrote a letter and sent it, then put on her big hat and went to the beach with Wei Xin to see how the people were doing.
Halfway through, the shadow guard rushed over and said: "Master, the craftsmen from Yuefang are here."
The boats here are relatively small, light, and broken. Even if you only fish offshore, you will feel frightened when you look at them.
Yan Shiyue transferred a group of craftsmen from Yuefang nearby, transported wood and tung oil, and prepared to teach them how to build boats.
It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. You can do good deeds, but you cannot do them all the time. The key is to teach them how to do it, and then they will find ways to make wood and build it by themselves. Only then will they cherish the property they have worked so hard to build.
More handy.
A, everyone and the shadow guards also put on light summer shirts and worked with the craftsmen to transport wood. There were no trees of such a long age in the local area. They were all transported from neighboring counties. After being cut, they had to be dried and processed with raw materials.
Apply tung oil to prevent insects and corrosion, and then start building the ship. (To be continued)