People in Hongwu, from heavenly master to emperor master

Chapter 58
The encounter with the Xu family's girl was just a small episode in Zhang Yi's life.

He didn't think he would meet this pretty little girl again. After returning to the Taoist temple, Zhang Yi quickly returned to his previous peaceful life.

He gets up every day, plays Tai Chi several times to move his body, and then he works on his things in the house.

If Taoist temples have money, they can buy many things.

What Zhang Yi pays most attention to is the alchemy room.

Wai alchemy, but Longhushan handed down the skill of the family, Zhang Tongtong left some alchemy books to Zhang Yi, which is also the direct line of Longhushan.

It's just that the alchemy book is obscure and difficult to understand, and there are code formulas in it. If it wasn't for the master's oral instruction, you are guaranteed to know every word on it, but you can't even read it.

However, Zhang Yi didn't care about the content of those alchemy ways. He built this alchemy room just to facilitate him to make something.

On the other hand, Zhang Yi also asked Deng Zhongxiu to find workers to dig a three-level septic tank in the Taoist temple, and planned to create a relatively clean and hygienic environment by himself. Living well in this difficult era has always been Zhang Yi's goal.

If you want to ensure that you live a good life and get halva, you cannot escape the words clean and hygienic.

The ancients went to the toilet, unless you are the emperor, a nobleman's son, otherwise the toilet can make people doubt life.

Naturally, this pure-hearted toilet has nothing to do with the toilet of the nobleman's house, not even the one in Longhushan.

Zhang Yi goes to and from the toilet with his nose covered every day. It's one thing to smell bad, but isn't this stuff unhygienic?

Things like sanitation would be fatal in later generations, but in this era, it is likely to be fatal, especially for a seven or eight-year-old child like myself who cannot withstand the torture of infectious diseases.

A diarrhea can send yourself away!
After going down the mountain, Zhang Yi decided to let him live better. Many of his ideas can't wait to be realized.

A toilet with pumping function can improve your little sense of happiness.

It is not difficult to achieve this goal. Just build a small water tower and make a flush toilet. With the template provided by Zhang Yi, find a private kiln to burn one... As for the sewer pipe, there is no problem. It was unearthed in the Tang Dynasty The cultural relics prove that the ancients had a mature technology for making pipes, and Zhang Yi didn't need to teach it specially.

It's just that if you want to satisfy your life, what you need most is... money!

"The money is going to be spent?"

Zhang Yi frowned after listening to Deng Zhongxiu's report that day.

He remembered that he got about 400 taels of silver from Zhang Normal and Changfu, plus the supplies Huang He gave him, these things added up to 500 taels of silver.

These silver coins were placed in the early Ming Dynasty, which was roughly equivalent to the three-year salary of Liu Bowen, who was later conferred as Bowen.
Deng Zhongxiu had no choice but to explain:
"Junior Brother, you spent 100 taels of silver just to find the thing called the toilet that Master customized to make. It's not as expensive as yours... This is a list, you can read it!"

Deng Zhongxiu handed the list to Zhang Yi, and he glanced over it, almost darkening his eyes.

The speed of spending money by myself seems to be really faster, but there is no way.

In addition to spending a lot of money on custom-made porcelain, Zhang Yi also spent a lot of money on other things. Among other things, he has bought a lot of garlic these days, but the progress of research on allicin is not satisfactory. There is no problem for Zhang Yi, but it takes time and money to find the right garlic seeds.

The tools for extracting allicin, as well as the preliminary preparations for firing these things, are all things that cost money.

Unknowingly, Xiaodao Temple fell into an economic crisis.

"Junior brother, the incense in our Taoist temple is not very prosperous, and it is difficult to maintain food and clothing, so we need to save some money for food and prepare charcoal fires in winter..."

Deng Zhongxiu has been very respectful to Zhang Yi since he experienced the Changfu incident.

He now also assumes the responsibility of Taoist stewardship.Deng Zhongxiu is responsible for all the silver expenditures of the Taoist temple.

Zhang Yi has a headache. He hasn’t researched this way to make money. He burns money very quickly. It’s a pity that he was a bit unlucky. Allicin has never found a suitable garlic seed. Doujin is no longer a dream.

But now, if he wants to continue to maintain his research, he must find a way to make money.

But where to start the first pot of gold, Zhang Yishen actually has a lot of cards in his hands as a time traveler, but his status as a Taoist priest would be difficult for him to manage directly without the help of others.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yi found that he still needed to find a partner to realize the knowledge in his hands.

Just as he was thinking, there was movement outside.

"What about people, the Taoist temple is in broad daylight, and there is no one to receive it?"

Deng Zhongxiu and Zhang Yi were taken aback when they heard the words, they were all too familiar with this voice.

"Master has come to the capital!"

Deng Zhongxiu left Zhang Yi and hurried outside, just in time to bump into Zhang Normal.

"Master!"

"father!"

Who is the person who is not Zhang Normal?
After not seeing each other for nearly two months, Zhang Yi noticed that his father's figure was thinner again, and his temples had gray hair.

Although the average life expectancy of the ancients was low, Zhang Normal is less than 40 years old this year!

It seemed that after returning from the capital, Lao Zhang was really depressed and unhappy.

Hearing Zhang Yi call daddy, Lao Zhang turned to look at his son with a complicated expression.

Immediately, he said hello several times, walked over and patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder heavily.

"If one day, I, Longhushan, regain the position of celestial master, you will have to contribute!"

Zhang normal whispered to Zhang Yi what only the father and son could hear. Zhang Yi saw his flushed eyes and sighed imperceptibly.

Wanting to get back the position of celestial master is probably just a normal fantasy of Zhang.

No one knows Zhu Yuanzhang better than him. If you want to change the emperor's will, you can't just contribute a smallpox vaccine.

But instead of letting Zhang normally live in guilt and self-blame, because of demons leading to early death, it is better to leave him with a thought.

"Father has already decided to enter the palace to face the Holy Spirit?"

"Don't worry, His Majesty the Emperor doesn't have time to see me right now. I'll see you, Uncle Huang, first, but you're fine...Everyone in Longhu Mountain owes you their love!"

"Father, see you!"

The exchange between father and son was at a time when they were sincere, and Zhang Yi only felt that there was a pair of eyes that made him feel like a thorn in his back.

He turned his head, only to find that Zhang Normal came to the capital this time and brought some people with him.

Among them was a small figure, which was particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

"Big brother!"

The joy on Zhang Yi's face came from the heart. Although there is an adult soul living in his heart, Zhang Yuchu, as an elder brother, is sincere in his affection and care for him, and Zhang Yi also recognizes this elder brother in his heart.

He left Zhang Normal, ready to hug his elder brother.

Who knew that Zhang Yuchu was full of grief and indignation:

"Zhang Yi, you are too deceitful, I will fight you..."

(End of this chapter)