People in Datang, start with a golden hoe

Chapter 20 020: The Scholar's Thinking
Li Yunguang in the main house finally had enough tea, and walked to the nearby kitchen. Seeing that the stewed meat on the chopping board was less than half of what he had last time, he couldn't help smiling, "Wang Laojiu, this is also a good idea." I'm so stingy, why don't I quarrel with you? As for?"

Wanglaojiu is Wang Ji's nickname, and "jiu" is a homophone for wine.It's not that he is really ranked ninth.

"You..." Wang Ji found that the place where Li Yunguang's eyes were converging was the braised pork.

"Just be content. It's not that I'm stingy, it's that my wife is visiting relatives and friends!" Immediately, he explained to Li the situation he had just encountered when he went to buy braised pork.

"Just put it outside, isn't she afraid of being taken away by others?" Li Yunguang was puzzled.In the past year or two, the lives of ordinary people have indeed improved, but they will not leave meat behind.

There is a saying, if you don't pick up nothing, don't pick it up.

"Then he has to be able to read. In Liujiazhuang, the number of people who can recognize these lines of characters cannot exceed the number of palms!"

According to the ancient literacy rate, only five people in a village could be literate, which was still a lot.

"This little lady is a wonderful person!" Li Yunguang was interested in meeting her.

"Wonderful and elegant things are indispensable without poetry. Let me think about it..." Wang Ji walked around and around the yard.

On the other hand, Li Yunguang didn't dare to show his anger, for fear of disturbing his friend's inspiration.

Wang Ji stood here for a while, looked over there, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and ran back to the house. The servant had been with him for a long time, and he knew his master's rhythm, and the pen and ink had already been prepared:

Dong Gaochen looks at the fog, and he wants to rely on it.

The trees are full of cicadas chirping, and the mountains are just piles of leaves.

The servant calls the guests, and the food shop brings the brine back.

Looking after Li Yunshao, Zi Niang visited relatives and returned.

In an instant, a five-character poem fell on the paper.

"wonderful--"

When Li Yunguang saw this, he felt the natural wind blowing on his face, "Wang Laojiu, this poem is so simple. It's refreshing! I will copy it later and hang it up when I get home."

"Haha, I'll give you some credit, and I'll write my name for you!" Wang Ji threw away his ink pen, feeling very happy.Ink splattered everywhere, but he didn't care at all.

Li Yunguang chuckled, his eyes instantly narrowed into thin slits, he picked up the pen and wrote on the paper: I am happy to meet Li Jishi in the village.

Just mentioning a pen like this is enough to be famous in future generations.

"Let's go have a drink!"

"go!"

After noon, Li Yunguang cooled down on the bamboo mat before calling the coachman to return to the city.He took a rest today. No matter how long he stayed in the country, he would not delay his business.

Wang Ji and his servants watched the luxurious carriage fly away in a cloud of dust.

"Master, Governor Li is probably here for Xu Yinlian's family!"

Judging from the servant's words, it was obvious that Wang Ji did not know the third leader of the Rat Society as he and Li Yunguang said.

"You mean to say that he is here to watch over me and not let me do anything bad!" Wang Ji glared at the servant, "People's hearts have no eyes, why do you want to poke holes in them?"

The weather was very strange, and it happened to be windy at this moment.Silver and black hair on Wang Ji's head fluttered in the wind, and he couldn't see the expression on his face, but he could only hear his slow and unhurried voice: "Although Li Laoba has a reputation for being narrow-minded, in order to catch a man who sells fat and water , ran more than ten miles, I don't believe it!"

"Also, don't always focus on the previous turmoil. Master Liang was wiped out last year, and now the world is at peace!"

"Why is that him?" The servant was puzzled.

"Can't you just do it for a sip of good wine and a plate of braised pork?"

……

As the sun set, the family finally stopped shopping and headed back home.In a peaceful society, as long as you have money, there is nothing you can't do.

Cui Boyan memorized a volume of articles written by his classmates and looked back;
Cai Xiaolan bought all the Chinese medicinal materials needed for the bitter bamboo drink, and also bought two days' worth of pig offal at a very low price;
Cui Lushi bought two bolts of coarse cloth;
Even little Cui Dongping bought several colorful headbands.

Everyone is harmonious and beautiful, and return home with a rewarding experience.On the way home, there were no accidents and I got home safely.

"Auntie, I'm going to trouble you for stewing!" Cai Xiaolan handed over the stew to Cui Lushi. Although there is a recipe for the bitter bamboo cold drink, the taste still needs to be adjusted.

Cai Xiaolan compared the formula and reduced the amount of several precious Chinese herbal medicines.If the food that the common people eat is expensive, no one will buy it.If you sell it cheaply, you won't be able to get back the cost.So reducing the dose is the only way.

Act according to the formula, and the efficiency is very high.When it got dark, it didn't take long for a low-end version of bitter bamboo cold drink to be researched.With the addition of the original Bitter Bamboo Cold Drink, which has a good heat-relieving effect, there are two more things that can be sold at once.

However, according to the recipe, bitter bamboo cool drink can be stored for at most one day.If the time is long, drinking will cause diarrhea.

"Then let's stay up for a while tomorrow and try the water!" Cai Xiaolan was very interested.If there was an ingredient list for Bitter Bamboo Drink, 90.00% of it would be water.The low-end version of ten liters only costs 5 yuan.The original cost ten times as much.

Cai Xiaolan scooped up a bowl each. The original version was fine. It could taste the fragrance of bamboo, but it tasted slightly bitter.The low-profile version requires careful taste to taste the bamboo fragrance, and most of the taste is covered by the sweetness brought by the silver-plated copper pot.And the cooling sensation is much less.

"How much do you think it should be sold for?" Cai Xiaolan was unsure of the price, so she asked Cui Boyan, who ran over to help.

"It's better to add too much water for one pot, and the other one for ten yuan!" Cui Boyan thought for a while, roughly estimated the cost, and gave a satisfactory price.

"Row!"

"I don't think it's appropriate!" Cui Lu finished cleaning all the pig offal and chicken feet and put them all into the silver-plated copper pot. Only then did she have time to interrupt the discussion.

"If it really has the effect that Xiaolan said, for the people of Liujiazhuang, the original version is used to save lives, and the price should not be expensive. Instead, the low-end version can be sold more expensive to supplement the loss of the original version of the cold drink Money!" Cui Lushi's words conveyed the upper body and heavenly heart, and the common people in Xiaguan.

"Auntie, you have noble thoughts!" Cai Xiaolan gave a thumbs up.After listening to his mother's words, Cui Boyan felt ashamed. For a moment, he felt that he was ashamed of the sage's book.

"Auntie, you are the great saint!" Cui Boyan imitated Xiaolan's gestures and expressed praise to his mother.

"Hey, your father told me this!" The son and daughter-in-law's praises made Cui Lu shy.

Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, why are businessmen at the bottom and scholars at the top?

This does not mean that scholars have no selfish motives and serve the people wholeheartedly.But in ancient times when productivity was underdeveloped, it was necessary to concentrate on keeping the most people fed.

A businessman's mindset is to make more money, and he will do whatever he can to get the most.When scholars plan their interests, they also take care of the interests of the people.

After all, the more common people there are, the more stable the scholar class will be.

"The low-end version is called Bamboo Leaf Tea, which costs 2 yuan a pot, and the original version is called Kuzhu Drink, which costs three bowls for one yuan!" Cai Xiaolan decided on the name and price. Without an accurate measuring device, she had to Use the pots and bowls at home as measuring instruments. One pot can hold about fifteen or six bowls.

At night, everyone fell asleep.Cai Xiaolan, on the other hand, was still lighting the oil lamp and reading articles one by one.Since the classmate took out the article, it was well written.She needs to find commonalities among so many articles to train Cui Boyan.

The next day, Cai Xiaolan slept late.Their family has a total of four acres of land, so they don't need to work too hard to get to the land.And there is no need to go to the market, so naturally you can take more rest.

As the sun rose, Cui Boyan came and shouted, "Cai Xiaolan, Mr. Wang is here to thank you!"

Cai Xiaolan was awakened and didn't understand what Mr. Wang had to thank her for.Quickly change out of your cool pajamas and pajamas.This is her recent invention, but she has never worn it.

She invented all the things that the traversers used to clean up their personal hygiene.It's just that it's a primary version, and it's fine for your own use, but if you want to sell it, it's hard to wait for the elegance.

Just like that, by the time she arrived in front of Wang Ji, she was already two or three cups of tea away.

Wang Ji was teaching Cui Boyan how to write. When he saw Cai Xiaolan approaching, he explained the purpose of his visit. He said that the guests who came yesterday specially ate stewed meat. Fortunately, Cai Xiaolan kept the meat, otherwise he would really let people I came back with an empty stomach.

Wang Ji's thank you was not an ordinary thank you. With a wave of his hand, the servant at the door ran over and offered him the usual money.

"A small thank you is not a respect." Wang Ji pushed the small basket containing money in front of Cai Xiaolan.

(End of this chapter)