"The moon is round tonight." Li Yi stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked up at the sun.
Eunuch Zi Yu thought for a moment and echoed, "Dongzhu is really amazing."
"The noodles in the Ministry of Revenue are selling well? Have the people accepted it? "Li Yi thought of the noodles.
"It's more cost-effective than the people grinding the noodles themselves and making noodles. Grinding the noodles requires grinding. The price of buying noodles is not low."
Bi He commented on the noodles from behind.
"Even if you buy noodles, you have to cook them. It's troublesome if you don't open the fire at home. Let's help the people who have trouble cooking noodles. "
Li Yi finally revealed his true intentions.
Before noon that day, the people from Zhuangzi brought things to the shoeshine children.
A pottery bowl, a pair of chopsticks, a bamboo board, and instant noodles wrapped in fringed paper.
At noon, the children went to the houses of the various workshops and asked if they had boiled water. If they didn't, cold water would be fine too.
The workshops were so big that it was impossible for them not to have boiled water.
They didn't have it, but the temples also had it.
People saw the shoeshine children first wash the pottery bowl, bamboo board, and chopsticks.
Then they opened the fringed paper bag and took out a square made of noodles. They put the square into the bowl.
They poured hot water and covered it with the bamboo board.
It didn't take long for the child to pick up the bamboo board. The fragrance in the bowl floated out.
There was the smell of spring onions and meat.
They used the chopsticks to flip the noodles a few times. They lowered their heads and drank a mouthful of soup. Then they picked up a few noodles and sucked them into their mouths.
"What is this? Can the noodles be cooked with boiling water? Just for a little while? "
Some of the curious onlookers came forward and asked for others.
"Li Family Zhuangzi instant noodles. It's cooked and can be soaked in cold water. If it doesn't work, you can chew it dry."
The shoeshine children said what the farmers told them when they delivered the instant noodles.
"How much is this?" Sure enough, someone asked about the price.
"It's twice as expensive as noodles, but you don't have to cook it yourself. There's still flavor in it. The salt and everything else are all added."
The shoeshine children drank another mouthful of soup as they spoke. The hot soup tasted better.
"How do you make it? Put other things in the noodles, cook them, and dry them? That won't do. "
"Burn it. Put it in the pot."
"Didn't you say that it was fried? Yes, fried, fried. Won't it be cooked after it's fried?"
"Almost. The Li Family Zhuangzi is willing to use oil."
"It's already expensive to blow it up yourself. It's cheaper to make more."
"Knead the dough first. When you knead the dough, put in the other ingredients to make noodles and fry them in oil. That's it."
"Ask the Li Family Zhuangzi when they're selling it. Buy one and try it."
The news spread among the people in Chang 'an that the Li Family Zhuangzi had made a kind of noodles that could be chewed dry and could also be soaked in hot or cold water.
Most importantly, it was cheap. It was twice as expensive as the noodles sold now.
It was fried with salt, chopped green onion, and star anise powder.
Take one piece with you. It's much better than fried noodles and dry pancakes.
Thus, the Ministry of Revenue sold noodles and helped the commoners accept the lifestyle of buying noodles.
The Li Family Zhuangzi's instant noodles were also accepted and even better.
"I knew he didn't have good intentions." In the evening, a group of people ate dinner in the prime minister's private room in Heavenly Earth. Bi Goo felt helpless.
The Ministry of Revenue spent a lot of effort to promote the noodles a few days ago.
First, they sent the noodles to the officials' homes. When others went to the officials' homes and saw that it was good, they followed suit and bought the noodles.
Naturally, they couldn't charge money for the noodles given to the officials.
As a result, the officials of the Ministry of Revenue only got a share of the money once.
Not only was it tiring, but it also made other officials dissatisfied. The censorate sent many impeachment papers to the higher-ups.
The Li Family Zhuangzi was smart. He waited for the ready-made instant noodles. When he took them out, they thought it was good.
He was a minister. How could he not see this?
"Let's eat. Try this instant noodles." Yao Chong picked up another upside-down bowl and looked at the noodles in the bowl.
Sure enough, there was a fragrance. The noodles looked good.
He picked it up and took a bite. Yao Chong nodded. "Yes, it's indeed convenient. Instant noodles, good name."
"Long Ze, don't mind. It's twice as expensive. There will be people who won't be willing to buy it." Lu Huaishen comforted Bi Goo.
Bi Goo shook his head. "Do rich people lack money? When they find something better, who would want to eat noodles? It has no taste. "
"Long Ze, the Ministry of Revenue should also learn to make it." Zhang Shuo gave an idea.
"I can't. It's too troublesome. I have to buy a lot of ingredients and fry it. Look, the color of the instant noodles is a bit whiter than the noodles. "
Bi Goo pointed at the instant noodles. He knew that it would take a lot of effort to make it whiter.
Yao Chong recalled the color of the noodles in the Ministry of Revenue and admitted that there was a difference.
He drank another mouthful of soup. "Ask him again if there's any other way to make money. Let's first pay taxes on the instant noodles."
He instigated Bi Goo to collect taxes on the noodles in the Ministry of Revenue. The price was only half of the price of the instant noodles.
The instant noodles were obviously profitable. He went to Li Yi to ask for money.
"No, he will only pay taxes if there are profits. What should I say? I'll only take his taxes. He promises to tell me that he will lose money selling instant noodles. "
Bi Goo was not fooled. First, he would not be able to collect taxes. Second, he would offend people.
In the future, he still hoped that Li Yi would give him ideas. At most, he would sell the noodles to a farther place.
"See, I told you. If he doesn't do something every few days, he's not Li Yi." Lu Huaishen was also superstitious now.
"It's good for the people." Bi Goo felt that he was being tricked, but he still admitted that instant noodles were delicious. In Chang 'an, many people did not open fire.
Li Yi in Zhuangzi was also eating instant noodles. He had eaten it several times.
To be honest, he did not like to eat it. Whenever he thought of instant noodles, he felt uncomfortable.
The people of his time did not treat instant noodles as a proper meal. They only ate instant noodles when they had no choice.
Unlike that country in the Peninsula, which was very rich, they ate instant noodles as if they were eating something good. They had to cook it and set up a pile of plates. It was very ritualistic.
In his opinion, he would rather eat instant noodles and stir-fry dishes if he had the time.
"When more people like to eat instant noodles, it will promote the flour processing industry. The small hand-shaken flour mill does not seem to have a lot of output, but it can also provide people with a job. "
Li Yi was telling the palace maids and eunuchs his plan.
He was not trying to trick Bi Goo. He just wanted to help the flour and test if the porcelain crushing part was useful.
If it was useful, he could even use old bamboo to make the outer part of the hand-shaken flour mill. The middle part of the mill would be made of porcelain and the other parts would be made of iron.
In winter, other than chiseling ice, there was nothing to do. He would shake the mill alone at home.
The flour shaken out was still a source of income.
Nowadays, wheat was often used to cook. It was good to eat wheat rice occasionally, but after a long time, it would not taste good.
Otherwise, why would the people grind wheat into flour?
If the rice was not delicious, they would make it into rice noodles.
"Dongzhu, in that way, the price of things will increase." Qing Song pondered.
When wheat was ground into flour, the person who made the flour would make more money. The same amount of wheat would make more money.
"Yes, slowly, the price will increase. In the end, it will be balanced. This is the problem of currency depreciation in the process of social development. To solve this problem, we need better production technology to transform into productivity."
Li Yi expressed his appreciation to Qing Song and gave him a thumbs up.
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