Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 226 Bought

   Jiao Dalang followed behind the chief to help, and the chief was reprimanded by Zhao Hanzhang, his face was a little unsightly, and the culprit, Jiao Dalang, was even more displeased.

   He said with a cold face: "Why don't you boil the water and stir the noodles?"

The batter is a way of eating that has recently come out from the county town. Stir the ground wheat flour, wheat bran and soy flour with water. After the water is boiled, put it in a spoonful of it and cook it. Add a little salt and it tastes good. .

   is much better than wheat porridge.

  Unfortunately, this is a waste of time. Other than that, grinding flour alone is difficult for most people. Who has the time to grind wheat and beans into flour?

  I only eat these things when I work for the county government.

   The steward in charge of the meals repeatedly confirmed that it was the order of the county lord before agreeing to take out the three-helix powder and stir it.

  The cooked batter was poured into the bucket. Jiao Dalang and the villagers carried two buckets each, and the aroma of the food drifted away as they walked.

   The people who were talking around Zhao Hanzhang smelled the smell, and the stomach growled for a while, and people began to lose their minds, looking at the field ridge frequently, and didn't listen to what Zhao Hanzhang said at all.

   Zhao Hanzhang smiled slightly when he saw this, got up and said, "The batter seems to be ready. Let's eat something first. Did you bring your bowls and chopsticks?"

   "I brought it, I brought it." The villagers of Shangjiao Village immediately took out the bowls and chopsticks from their luggage.

This is something that must be brought when going out. At first, Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan were not used to it, but they found that every time they went out, if they did not bring their own rice bowls, others would have to endure hunger and give them their own rice bowls. .

  So Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan also developed the habit of taking bowls and chopsticks with them when they went out.

  The local villagers were even more used to it. They took out the tableware and saw Jiao Dalang and the others came with steaming wooden barrels and immediately greeted them.

   Jiao Dalang was afraid that they would **** it up and ruin his impression in front of Zhao Hanzhang, so he shouted from a distance: "Queue, queue, no one is allowed to mess up."

  Qian Jin was forced to return to the basket rationally, so he didn't bother to grab it, so he directly pulled the people who were pushing forward and made them queue up.

   Zhao Hanzhang never tested humanity at such a time, so he glanced at Qiu Wu sideways and nodded slightly to him.

   Qiuwu immediately brought the guard forward and shouted loudly: "Queue, queue..."

   Someone pushed people away by their physical strength, but Qiu Wu pulled them out and threw them to the ground. He even kicked them.

   Qiuwu terrified the villagers, and they returned to the cage rationally, barely overcoming their hunger, and looked at Zhao Hanzhang with a look of surprise.

   Zhao Hanzhang looked at it with a smile, nodded when he saw them looking over, and said gently: "No hurry, everyone has it, everyone line up and start."

  Some people were grateful to Dade and responded with joy, but others were sensitive, shivered, and lined up with pale faces.

   They think this girl Zhao is not as gentle as she looks on the surface. Didn't she frown when she kicked and beat the guards?

   Qiu Wu this time, directly put the team in order, no one dared to squeeze forward.

   Jiao Dalang breathed a sigh of relief. In the winter, sweat broke out on his forehead.

   After waiting for everyone to line up, he took a wooden spoon and poured the batter for everyone. This was the first time the villagers in Shangjiao Village had seen it, but they didn't hesitate.

   As soon as they entered the mouth, they snorted and poured them into their stomachs. When they were finished eating, they came to the aftertaste. They didn't chew much just now, it seemed to be very creamy, and the noodles were fragrant.

  The villagers licked the clean bowl again with regret. Jiao Dalang had already finished serving the bowl. Seeing the person who had eaten squatting on the ground and licking the bowl, he quietly glanced at Zhao Hanzhang.

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "If you are not full, continue to line up to fill it up. Don't worry, we have food, but you have been hungry for a long time, and you can't be too full. Let's eat two bowls per person first."

  When the villagers heard this, they immediately rushed forward, but this time they didn't dare to squeeze, and stood one by one honestly behind the other.

   With another bowl, they finally ate a little slower and tasted the batter.

  The young boy's eyes were bright, "This is the best thing I've ever eaten."

  The older one had tears in his eyes, "I've never eaten something so delicious. Is this called batter? Is it made of white flour?"

   But the color of this batter is not so white.

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "This is Sanhe flour. In addition to flour, there are also some wheat bran and soybean flour."

   Zhao Hanzhang asked, "Do you still have beans at home?"

   "Yes, in addition to wheat porridge, we also eat bean porridge occasionally."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded and said, "Soybean porridge is not delicious. It can be ground into flour to make bean cakes or steamed buns with wheat flour. In addition to the staple food, it can also be used for cooking. Anyway, there are many uses. How many acres of beans do you plan to plant next year? "

   "Basically, dry land should be planted."

   Zhao Hanzhang asked, "How many acres of land do you have at home, and how many people are there?"

   Hearing that they want to work here for the whole winter, and then go back to farming in the spring of next year, Zhao Hanzhang expressed his approval, "I still have to farm, otherwise, where will the grain come from?"

   she asked, "Can you water it well over there?"

   "It's not good, it's similar to Xiajiao Village, it's just a small river, it's either flooded or droughty every year, and it's hard to live."

   "That's right, that's why I have to build a canal in Xiajiao Village to dredge the river, so that their fields will not be flooded when there is a lot of rain in the coming year, and they can water it when it rains less, saving some effort."

  The villagers of Shangjiao Village are so envious that they can’t wait to become people of Xiajiao Village.

   Why isn't their county lord not a girl from Zhao?

   Zhao Hanzhang felt the bottom, and then called the chief, "How many vacant houses are there in the village?"

  Li Chang looked confused, "Huh?"

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "Let them live in the vacant house temporarily, I will let someone send some quilts. From today, they will work with the people of Xiajiao Village."

   The lichen said in a low voice: "Xianjun, although the canals are not easy to dig, the people in our village will be able to dig it for another month."

   Zhao Hanzhang glanced at him and said, "They are going to dredge the river, you'd better be faster. If someone is lazy, I won't forgive them lightly."

   Zhao Hanzhang asked the chief to take people to arrange for the residents of Shangjiao Village to live there, and then called Jiao Dalang, "In your place, besides your chief, who else has more prestige?"

   Jiao Dalang was stunned for a moment and then said: "Uncle Chen, he is kind and everyone is willing to listen to him."

   "Also surnamed Chen?" Zhao Hanzhang asked, "What relationship does he have with Lichang?"

   "He's the cousin of the chief."

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "Let him come to see me."

   Jiao Dalang was puzzled, but he still answered and ran to find Chen Fang.

Chen Fang was a middle-aged man with a bit of sadness on his face. Zhao Hanzhang looked at his hand and saw that his hand was thick, his fingers were a little cracked, and black was visible in the cracks. His face softened, and he asked with a smile, "Your name is Chen Fang? "

  Chen Fang bowed his head nervously and replied, "Yes, little Chen Fang."

See you tomorrow

   (end of this chapter)