"One, two, one, two … Let's take a break first. Everyone, listen to me. We have a difficult task now, and that is to rescue the trapped children in Old Willow Village. At the same time, we will help the locals rebuild their homes. The terrain there is high, so we will stay there for a while. Is there anyone who is afraid or misses their parents?"
In order to make room for reconstruction in the county town, Xiao Bei led more than three hundred children out of the county town so that the adults would not be distracted.
Unfortunately, after running for less than three miles, some children cried for their parents. Xiao Bei had no choice but to stop and use his talent to trick a group of children under the age of twelve into obeying him.
The children above the age of twelve stayed in the county town to help.
Seeing Xiao Bei stop and hold the loudspeaker in his hands, the crying children almost instantly quieted down. Alternating between crying and laughing was the ability of every child.
Xiao Bei smiled with satisfaction. He swept his eyes around and pointed at a little boy in the group. He continued to shout, "I see a little boy who is not a man. He is still wiping his tears. So embarrassing. He can't even compare to us girls. That's him."
"I, I didn't." The boy who was pointed at could not bear the stares of the group of children. He hurriedly explained and rubbed his eyes. "The wind is strong. Sand got into my eyes."
"No, it's raining now. How can there be sand? Shame, shame. "A little girl beside him did not believe him.
"Yes, there was a gust of wind just now. You ran with your head down, so you didn't see it." The little boy made a threatening look.
"I ran with my head up just now. Shame, shame. You can't compare to us girls." The little girl was not stupid. She hid behind another child and used her fingers to scratch her face.
"Are you looking for a beating?" The little boy 'flew into a rage out of humiliation'. He clenched his fist and waved it.
"Idiot Niu, how dare you? If you dare to hit her, I will tell my father that my restaurant does not accept your family's tofu, even if the price is cheap. My father said that your tofu can only be steamed and cannot be fried. Once it is fried, it will break. "Another little girl stood out to defend the injustice.
"That means my tofu is tender." The little boy also knew how to find a way out. He was very smart to find an excuse for his family's tofu. Tender actually meant that there was a lot of water. Other people's tofu could be made from one kilogram of beans, and his family's tofu could be made from one kilogram of beans.
After listening for a while, Xiao Bei said, "There was indeed a gust of wind just now. If you don't know whether what he said is true or not, you will continue watching, right?"
"Yes!" The group of children yelled.
Xiao Bei was very satisfied. At the same time, he felt that the other party was really a child. If it was him, he definitely wouldn't have followed suit.
"I'm really not crying. When my tofu shop opens, I'll treat you to it," the little boy added.
. Xiao Bei Xiao Bei, Xiao Bei, Xiao Bei go back to the road.... "Xiao Bei go back. As for whether or not he could eat the tofu that the little boy's family had grinded for him, it didn't matter.
Xiao Bei knew that his family made their own tofu. One kilogram of beans could make more than four kilograms of tofu. If they used gypsum to make the tofu, it would not be a problem to make six kilograms. It was the same for beans. The reason was all in the process. The amount of bean dregs, the amount of water added, and the amount of soy milk in the water lost when pressing the tofu were all very important.
Of course, six kilograms of tofu from one kilogram of beans was not suitable for making fermented bean curd or stinky tofu. Otherwise, it would all 'fly' when soaked in the brine.
Xiao Bei was satisfied with the children's obedience. As he walked, he thought about whether he should tell others about the process of making tofu, but he could not make up his mind.
Seeing Xiao Yuan, who was reciting a book while walking, Xiao Bei poked him with his finger. "Xiao Yuan, I just thought about making tofu. Should I tell others how to make more tofu? I am in a dilemma."
"Oh, tell them?" Xiao Yuan turned his head and glanced at the children. Without waiting for Xiao Bei to answer, he said, "Since Brother and Sister put you in charge of this, you can make the decision. Even if it is wrong, Brother and Sister will agree.
For example, when you went to Jian 'an County to be the county magistrate, as long as you didn't kill the people in the county, it didn't matter how much we made. Even if the people in the county lost everything or their houses, it wouldn't be a problem. Brother and Sister will naturally compensate for it.
Fortunately, we succeeded at that time. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for us to come out and play again. We have never made any big mistakes, so we can still come out and be patrollers.
So, if you want to tell us the secret of producing more tofu, just tell us. After you tell us, even if you make a mistake, Brother and Sister will smooth things over. The one who developed the process will have to compensate. "
"Yes, it was made by a carpenter's wife under the guidance of Brother and Sister.
We have already rewarded her family, but the reward is not for the ownership of the tofu production process, but for the spirit of research that succeeded.
Although everything made by the Inner Yard belongs to the main family, including the people of the Inner Yard, our family's situation is a little special. There is a problem of reputation. The person who made the product will enjoy most of the glory, which is the right of authorship, and a small part of the benefits. For example, if I tell Sister Pomegranate and Sister Xiao Hong, how will I compensate their reputation? "
Xiao Bei knew a lot about this. He was not worried about money, but only about reputation. This was mainly due to the propaganda of the Zhang Family and Wang Family to the Inner Yard, especially the protection team. They emphasized that "glory is my life", and it was the same for most of the Tang Empire's army.
Therefore, the Inner Yard of the Zhang Family pursued reputation far more than money. Earning a small part of the money was to better survive, while earning a lot of money was to show one's ability. The behavior was the same, and the result was the same, but the starting point was different.
"Why don't … we discuss it with Brother and Sister?" Xiao Yuan suggested.
"We'll talk about it later. If it really doesn't work, we'll publish a book and get the tofu maker to write down all the methods and use her name." Xiao Bei was conflicted between helping others increase the production of tofu and the reputation of the Inner Yard. He could only think of a way to publish a book.
The group continued to move forward, toward Old Willow Village, which was actually higher in altitude.
Old Willow Village did have children, but Xiao Bei's goal was not to fetch the children, but to settle down the children around them in the village. At the same time, they would help take care of the original children in the village and free up the villagers to help with the construction of the county.
Old Willow Village was high, so as long as it was not near the riverside, it would be impossible to reach it. Therefore, if Yan Zheng wanted to plunder the property, he could only use force. However, the entire village had the surname Liu. Although the villagers were not brave enough to rebel, if you bullied one person, the entire village would do it.
Old Willow Village did not have many fields for farming. It was a hilly terrain with willow trees all over the hills. The villagers relied on the willow wood to make simple utensils and furniture that were not very good at preserving to survive.
The villagers' willow weaving was especially good. Together with the willow mushrooms and firewood, life in the village was not bad.
Now that the Tang Empire encouraged breeding, the willow trees had become a natural home for chickens. The villagers used willow branches to weave baskets and placed them horizontally under the trees. The chickens would go into the baskets to raise their offspring.
Zhang Xiaobao was interested in the villagers' basket weaving skills. He found them to weave baskets and fill them with stones to repair the embankment.
Xiao Bei shouldered the task of persuading the villagers to come out and help. At the same time, he brought the children in the county to hide in Old Willow Village.
The children walked in the middle, and the seedling protection team stood guard on both sides. Xiao Bei and the other nine children's seedling protection team did not stay in the county to help. Not only did the number of people not decrease, but there were also a few more doctors. To Zhang Xiaobao, the safety of his family was more important. He would not put his family in danger to save others first.
"I announce that it's time to eat." When it was almost noon, Xiao Bei gave the order. The tired children cheered as if they had instantly recovered their strength. It was very magical.
The children were not hungry. They had eaten a lot of meat floss brought by Xiao Bei in the first hour. They were thinking about the 'lunch box' that the Zhang Family and Wang Family had prepared for the inner courtyard, the kind that could be heated with water.
The members of the protection team set up a temporary shelter and used the water they carried with them to heat up the lunch boxes. Since the portions were large, the two children had to share one portion. Together with the fruits that were abundant in autumn, the nutritious meal was ready to be eaten.
There was a lot of fighting during the process. He ate a piece of meat less, he lied to her that the chili was delicious, and she cried because of the spiciness. There were many other things.
Xiao Bei did not have the slightest intention of stopping him. Instead, he joined in the fight. In order to trick a boy, he ate two chili in a row. In the end, the boy was fooled and grimaced because of the spiciness. Xiao Bei breathed out and drank half of the cold water in his stomach. He forced the rice that he could not eat to be pushed to Xiao Yuan so that Xiao Yuan could not stop chewing hawthorn pills during the journey.
Around five in the afternoon, they arrived at the boundary of Old Willow Village.
In front of them was a river that was about ninety feet wide. Seven iron chains swayed in the wind and rain on the river. The seven iron chains were one on each side of the river. The bridge was five, and the distance between them was more than a foot. The bridge was bare and there were no planks.
On the other side of the river, they could vaguely see villagers weaving willow webs diagonally into the water. When fish flowed along the river, they would accidentally get stuck in the net. After their gills passed through the holes in the net, they would not be able to move forward or backward due to their large bodies. They would then be pulled up and placed in a wicker basket.
Looking at the flowing water under the bridge, Xiao Bei scratched his head. He picked up a bumpy soil and threw it down. Looking at the speed of the water, he took a deep breath and said, "It will be very tiring to jump in and swim across."
Xiao Yuan looked down at the water and shook his head. "If there is one person in our team who can swim across, it will be you. I can't. This is not a matter of who is good at swimming, it is a matter of who is lucky."
"Then find a board and let someone lay it down? I guess the board was deliberately removed by the villagers to prevent the people sent by Yan Zheng from crossing the river. Look, it was even built by my family's Zhengzheng Construction Group. Write it down. "
Xiao Bei found a record of the bridge on the pier of the bridge.
Those who were close to it looked. Indeed, there was a line of words engraved on it.
'Zhengzheng Construction Group is passing by. The villagers raised their own money to build it for free.'
"The iron chains were not built by my family. They probably used some cement. Looks like the money that Zhengzheng Construction Group earned in Hongnong County was all spent. Otherwise, why would they let the village pay for the iron chain bridge?"
Xiao Yuan analyzed.
"Yes, yes. My family's Zhengzheng Construction Group is not a profit-making department. Its role is to support the workers by helping the family earn a good reputation. It is also a training department for engineers." Zhang Fang, who did not like to talk, used her hand to stroke the words.
Xiao Bei lifted his leg and kicked the pier twice. "The problem now is how to cross. Carry them one by one? I'm afraid it will be dangerous. "
Xiao Zhu, who also did not like to talk, pursed her lips and said softly, "Why don't we learn from the stories that brother and sister tell when they are chatting?"
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