"Fan Fan, send a report to Dongzhu. There are more than 4,000 slaves. Including those who are willing to go with us, I estimate that there will be more than 10,000 people when we go back. What about the seaside?"
Li Enbei took a bunch of candied hawthorns and found Fan Fan. He gave them out along the way.
He gave them to some one-year-old children. The children were young and did not lack candied hawthorns. The children could not eat it, but the children's mothers could.
The children just needed to lick it. It was human instinct. Children naturally liked to eat candies.
The absorption of food was mostly completed by the conversion of sugar.
Was the conversion of other things as fast as the sugar itself?
Without sugar, the fastest protein intake was from milk.
Therefore, during Li Yi's time, some people touted milk. Milk, goat milk, camel milk, and even human milk.
This referred to the beginning. Lions and tigers also drank milk at first. Mammals, but did they still drink milk later?
Fan Fan was cooking skewers for the children. It was the skewers of wild boar bones and pheasant soup.
The skewers were small fish and shrimps, plus the tofu skin.
Before making tofu, Fan Fan unkindly picked the tofu skin when boiling the soy milk.
He was too embarrassed to let the concentration of soy milk increase and pick out the tofu. However, when making tofu, he used soy milk and gauze to press the tofu dry. There were thousands of tofu sheets.
He did not ask for the dried tofu. The materials were used for the tofu.
The process of processing beans was like this. It was like the skin of the dough.
Picking the tofu, picking the tofu skin, making the tofu pudding, pressing the tofu, dry tofu, and pressing the dried tofu again.
During this process, there were also bean dregs and small tofu.
The soaking and grinding of soybeans was called soy milk. The soaking and grinding of mung beans was called soy milk.
If the mung beans were not fermented and the concentration increased, they would be deliberately used to make mung bean noodles.
If the concentration continued to increase, let's steam mung bean cakes to eat!
Chinese cuisine was like this. Look at the cuisine and distinguish between the rare and the rare.
The children gathered around. Just by smelling the soup, they felt that it was fragrant.
With the arrival of the Tang dynasty's trading team, the entire Bohai City became different.
This was a grand trading time. Everyone could participate.
Brailo found a Fan Fan to rest and brought a small basket of tussah cocoons to him. "Do you want to eat this and drink wine?"
"Do you like it?" Fan Fan looked at the yellow cocoon and asked.
"I didn't eat it in the past because it was inconvenient. It was too watery when boiled, and too dry when roasted.
Later, it was written in the newspaper that it was best to dry stir-fry it, or add a little less oil to the wine and fry it slowly in a pan.
When we first saw the newspaper, there were few pots and iron.
There isn't much iron now. Everyone says that Li Dongzhu knows all the mineral resources in the world. Everyone complains that the newspapers don't write about us. "
Bolairo took out a small knife to cut the cocoon. There was a chrysalis inside, but the chrysalis was unwilling to move.
In the spring of the following year, the cocoon would break, and a moth with wings would appear.
This moth was edible. The most common way to eat it was to roast it over a fire and then stuff it into one's mouth. One couldn't open one's mouth, otherwise, the moth's juice would spurt out.
When Li Yi was young, one in ten people could eat it like this. It was a tussah moth from the northeast. One would grab something to roast, and the moth would move in the palm of one's hand.
By the time Li Yi grew up, only one in a hundred people would dare to do it. That would be awesome.
Li Yi dared. He had been wild since he was young. As long as he was told that this thing could be eaten, he would be like a cicada monkey! What was there to be afraid of?
What everyone was afraid of was that it was difficult to distinguish the species. There was no problem with silkworm moths, and there was no problem with the Sky Bean Moth, but there was no problem with the Sky Frost Moth.
Fan Fan picked one up. "You changed it? There's no need. Dongzhu doesn't actually care about this kind of appetite. "
"I picked it up and hung it on a tree. Its color is about the same as snow. It's warm, and some of the insects inside can survive."
Bolairo felt wronged. Why would I change it? I don't want anything. I just want to bring my people to the Tang dynasty alive.
"This is the use of resources. The importance of sales channels and logistics.
Some things around you are worthless, but they can be sold at a high price elsewhere.
Whoever controls this channel can control both the seller and the buyer. "
Fan Fan pointed at the cocoon with his finger. The cocoon had been in a dormant state before, but now it was awakened. Its head, or rather, its tail, moved back and forth.
Bolairo wasn't interested in the cocoon. He asked Fan Fan, "Does Li Dongzhu like to eat it?"
"Dongzhu can eat anything. Dongzhu doesn't like to eat things from the northeast. Dongzhu likes the land in the northeast," Fan Fan told Bolairo bluntly.
"Has Dongzhu eaten now?" Bolairo understood and wanted to inquire more about the details of life there.
"God knows! It's like you asking me if there will be heavy snow tomorrow. "Fan Fan gave this answer after some thought.
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At noon in Luoyang, Su Yi asked Li Yi, "Is it going to snow tomorrow?"
"From the current situation, it shouldn't be. The humidity and temperature aren't enough, but if warm and humid air suddenly arrives, it will be different. "
Li Yi replied. He was actually in a difficult position. He didn't have a satellite cloud picture, so he could only analyze it through another system.
Generally speaking, when the humidity increased and the air pressure dropped, there would be precipitation in such weather.
This was the data analysis from the ground. The satellite had its own infrared, cloud, and wind flow.
To put it simply, no one could predict the future with absolute certainty, not even him at that time.
All the weather was normal, and then the geomagnetic field reacted.
Clouds began to gather, and the computer analyzed according to the data. If you didn't enter the key data model, it was impossible for it to give an answer alone.
According to the data, many earthquakes occurred in the middle of the night or early in the morning, and then the earthquake clouds appeared.
Why did the probability of earthquakes have to be high at night or early in the morning? This was a scientific problem.
"I mean, if there's a hailstorm, what can you do?" Su'Er asked directly.
"So be it. It's fine as long as people aren't hit. I have a way to stop the hail, but the price is too high. It's not worth it."
Li Yi was more relaxed about such a problem. There were several types of anti-hail rockets, including rain.
However, it wasn't worth it. The lifespan consumed was far from being compensated by the income from the fields.
"Xiao Yi, the Hunter Conference will be held tomorrow. Are you participating?" Song Jing suddenly asked.
"Yes! Not only me, but His Majesty as well. This Hunter Conference is actually a fusion of the government and the people.
Systematization, organization, scale, and institutionalization. There are many things involved.
Once the government makes an appearance, it will indicate whether the surrounding hunters' huts' supplies and the imperial government's policies support the problem there. "
Li Yi knew the situation. What he was facing now was definitely not just the children of Luoyang Palace who were studying.
It involved the people at the lowest level of society. It was the hunters who went up the mountain. Before it snowed in Luoyang, the hunters were already preparing in advance.
The local hunters had different thoughts from ordinary people. They wanted to survive.
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