Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 147 Yushantang

   Zhao Hanzhang ran to the outskirts of the west of the city in a hurry. Of course, she was not the only one, she also brought four horse heads with her.

   Looking at the endless, overgrown wilderness, Zhao Hanzhang waved his hand: "This will be our horse farm in the future."

  Matou opened his mouth wide and watched.

   "Of course, it can't be called a horse farm." Except for the qualifications granted by the imperial court, no one can breed horses privately, and mark the horse farm openly. Isn't that waiting for the yamen to come up and check?

   So Zhao Hanzhang said, "This is called a pasture!"

   Matou swallowed and asked, "Just grazing like this?"

   He looked down at the wild grass beside his feet, touched it, shook his head and said, "A lot of grass here is not suitable for horses, but it's good for cattle."

   Zhao Hanzhang looked down at the green grass, his heart ached, "It's a pity that we have few cattle, so much grass is wasted."

  Weimatou: ... It's just weeds, so there's no need to be so distressed. There's not much else on the field, and the grass for the cattle can still be managed.

Wei Matou has raised horses for many years and is very experienced. He looked at the soil under his feet, and rode his horse around for a lap. After a long time, he ran back and dismounted and said to Zhao Hanzhang, "Girl, this piece of land is all over the place. If we can grow beans, horses need to be well-bred, and they need to eat beans. That piece is mostly raw land. We can remove some weeds, and then plant grasses. After that, we will plant some every year. I just came up, and I should be able to raise three to five hundred horses."

   Zhao Hanzhang's eyes brightened, "Okay, just do as you said, where do you think the horse house should be built?"

  Weimatou pointed in one direction and said, "It's the best place there. It's also close to the water source, so it's more convenient for us to get water."

Zhao Hanzhang and them went up to have a look, and nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, when the autumn harvest is over, I will have someone come to build a horse house for you, open up wasteland, and weeds together, and strive to have the horse farm before the spring of next year, oh, no, It's the ranch that opened up."

   Wei Ma asked, "When will the colt be delivered?"

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "It's almost time, you all prepare first."

Ji Yuan contacted three horse dealers through Wei Matou and Chai County magistrate, and ordered a total of 128 horses, of which 30 were underage foals, but only gave a deposit, and the horses will follow up. to be shipped.

   Ji Yuan said that this is already the limit of the three horse merchants, and no matter how much they ask for it, they will not be able to give it.

   And they haven't contacted Liu Kun yet.

   Zhao Hanzhang rode his horse back to the county seat. Before he got to the county office, he saw Fu Tinghan standing on the corner of the street, guarding a steamed bun stall. There were about twenty children in front of him. He was constantly taking steamed buns from the cage for them to eat.

   Zhao Hanzhang dismounted, threw the horse to Ting He, and moved up curiously, "Ting Han, this is..."

   She looked up and down and asked, "You bought it?"

"No," Fu Tinghan gave the child an oversized steamed bun, motioned for the next one, and said while sending: "The food I took from the county government office was handed over to the store to make, and this relief point is only responsible for giving the child some food. For food, the store owner can get ten catties of food as a reward every day.”

   sounds pretty good.

   Zhao Hanzhang leaned aside to watch him send, "You come here every afternoon to distribute food?"

"No, the officer in charge of this piece has a stomachache, so I'll replace it for the time being." Fu Tinghan was about to replace one cage after sending out one cage. Zhao Hanzhang had already picked up the empty one and put it aside, and mentioned the three cages above. , motioning Fu Tinghan to take out the bottom cage.

  Fu Tinghan paused, brought it out and put it on top, put a steamed bun in a child's bowl, turned his head and said to Zhao Hanzhang, "I'll just do this kind of rough work in the future."

   "It's alright, I'll take care of it." Zhao Hanzhang continued to lean on the door panel to watch Professor Fu divide the steamed buns.

   looked and watched, her eyes followed his movements to the children lining up in front of him, their clothes were ragged, some of them not only had black fingernails, but also dirty faces.

   When they got the steamed buns, they didn't put them in their mouths immediately, but broke them apart first, kept half of them, and ate the other half in their mouths eagerly.

   Zhao Hanzhang stretched out his hand and dragged a child who was about to leave after receiving the steamed buns, and asked, "It's already evening. It's dinner time, right? Who will save the half for it?"

  The child gave her a timid look and whispered, "Eat tomorrow morning."

  Fu Tinghan explained on the side: "There is only one meal a day, and there is only one steamed bun for a meal."

   He paused and said, "There isn't that much food in the county government warehouse, so we have to save it."

   Now the whole county is providing food for work. If you want to get food, you have to work. Fu Tinghan stipulates the food corresponding to the workload. The food earned by an adult can support himself and his two children every day.

   But... there are still many orphans without parents and mothers in this county, and only the old and the weak, so Fu Tinghan can only set up a separate relief point.

   But it is impossible to keep them full, he means that they will not starve to death.

   Zhao Hanzhang asked the child, "Where do you live?"

  The child pointed to an alleyway, "Inside."

   Zhao Hanzhang simply went in and looked, and saw that the corner of the courtyard collapsed at the place he pointed, and there were blood stains inside, and there were blood-red drag marks on the ground. Zhao Hanzhang asked, "This is your house?"

   "Yes," said the child as a matter of course: "My father and mother are buried, it's mine, but they said it won't be any more soon."

   He raised his head and looked at Zhao Hanzhang seriously, "Girl, can the yamen not accept my house?"

  According to the rules, everyone can form a family. This child is so young that he can't support a family. The yamen will temporarily manage the family assets for them and return them when they become adults.

   But now the world is chaotic, if this thing is given, there is basically no possibility of it coming back.

   Of course, if you don’t give it away, the child may not be able to keep it.

Zhao Hanzhang reached out and touched his head and said, "No, the yamen will keep it for you temporarily. You may not be able to keep this house, but it is placed in the county yamen. I promise you, as long as I still do this in Xiping County one day. Lord, then this county government office is only a temporary representative."

Zhao Hanzhang said: "I will build a Yushan Hall, and you and other children who have lost their parents will live in the Yushan Hall. I will also ask someone to teach you to read until you are sixteen years old or graduate from the school. After you can do things and make money, the property that the yamen keeps for you will be returned intact."

  The child asked in a daze: "Can I read characters even if I am a commoner?"

   "Of course," Zhao Hanzhang said with a smile: "Everyone in the world has the right to read and write, as long as you want."

   Zhao Hanzhang took his hand, "Let's go, let's find you first to recognize your first teacher."

  Fu Tinghan saw her coming back with a child, with a flattering smile on her face, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Zhao Hanzhang shook the child's hand and said, "I want to build a Yushan Hall and another school. These children must be properly arranged, and aren't we lacking talents? We need to develop in a vulgar way, and we can't issue recruitment orders, so we can only do it ourselves. Once cultivated, I think these sources of students are good.”

   (end of this chapter)