Wei and Jin Cooks

The shopkeeper of a hut next to him heard it, and replied with a pooh: "Sir, don't listen to his nonsense, that's his treacherousness, every time the eldest son walks past his shed, he will run out and rob the eldest son. Fill the water bag with water, or give tea to the eldest son, and the eldest son drank his water, so he is embarrassed to go to another house, his noodles are not as delicious as my wontons, if you don’t believe me, come and try it.”

   Zhao Hanzhang glanced at the noodles in the bowl, and he was very straightforward, "Then you can also make a bowl of wontons and bring them over, and I will eat them all."

   When Fu Tinghan brought Fu An to come over, he saw Zhao Hanzhang standing next to two shopkeepers, and she was eating two bites of wontons.

   Seeing Fu Tinghan, she hurriedly waved at him and asked, "Are you going to eat noodles and wontons?"

   Fu Tinghan glanced at the two bowls in front of her and said, "Eat wontons."

   Zhao Hanzhang smiled and asked the store to send another bowl of wontons.

   She and the two of them said, "The noodles are very strong, and the stuffing in the wontons is very fresh and delicious. I love them all."

  The two shopkeepers were satisfied and left.

   Zhao Hanzhang quietly exhaled and asked Fu Tinghan, "Why are there so many restaurants next to the workshop?"

  Fu Tinghan said: "The food allocated from above is small. The workshop cooks by itself. The workers often make trouble because of the problem of eating. I let them directly subsidize the food expenses and let them find a way to get food by themselves."

  After that, many shacks began to be erected near the workshop, specializing in food.

Because the workshop was guarded by soldiers, at first, only the family members of the workers dared to set up stalls nearby. Later, people in the city found that as long as they had household registration and did not cause trouble, the soldiers who came here would not embarrass them, so the people who built the wooden sheds Just more.

   It was meal time, and Fu Tinghan sat down soon after, and slowly some workers trotted over to eat.

  The small stall was immediately filled with people, and the shopkeepers were so busy that they had no time to pay attention to Zhao Hanzhang.

   The workers who sat down saw Fu Tinghan and Zhao Hanzhang, and they all saluted before sitting down.

   Zhao Hanzhang looked at it and said with a smile: "I didn't expect the high table and high stool to be accepted here first."

  Fu Tinghan's wonton was served, "It's convenient, people accept new things quickly, this wonton is good."

   Zhao Hanzhang raised his eyebrows and asked, "You've been here for so long, haven't you eaten noodles from this family?"

  Fu Tinghan did not speak while eating wontons.

   Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help laughing out loud, and said to him, "Next time you go in a different direction, you won't be the first to come to this noodle shop."

  Fu Tinghan: "It takes time, and the noodles taste really good."

   "Can you eat the same thing for a long time without getting tired?"

  Fu Tinghan thought about it and then shook his head, "I don't feel tired."

   Zhao Hanzhang looked at him seriously, shook his head and smiled, and after the two of them had eaten, they went to watch the workshop together.

  Fu Tinghan said: "Liu Lifang and Iron Shop have made everything you want."

  Because Luoyang is very big and faces strong enemies, the workshops here are not separated, but are all arranged in the south of the city.

   There is a half-burned house and a large field here. Fu Tinghan moved all the original residents away, and directly enclosed this piece of land, all of which were used to build workshops.

   Liulifang, iron shop for forging weapons, papermaking workshop and bookstore are all located here. The road in and out is guarded by the Zhao family army, and outsiders cannot easily approach the workshop. …

   And the workshop and the workshop are also very strict now, only people from this workshop can enter.

  Fu Tinghan took her to see Liulifang first.

There are also workers working overtime. They are carefully putting the prepared glazed glass into the box, then fill the grid with wheat straw and hay, fix the glazed glass, and place wooden boards and wooden frames. .

   Liulifang's steward immediately greeted him. He was elected from the army. He was very happy to be the steward of Liulifang.

   This time, several workshop managers in Luoyang were selected from the army. They were very happy and cherished this opportunity.

   As a workshop manager, there is basically no promotion channel. It is not as promising as in the military, but people will die in war.

   They are not afraid of death when they are soldiers, but it is naturally the best to be able to survive.

   The casualty rate on the battlefield is too high, so it is not a pity to give up the promotion channel to be a workshop manager, at least Liu Guanshi is very satisfied.

The    person was also very loyal. He bowed and said, "General, eldest son, all the colored glazes have been made. The ones sent to Xiliang will be sent to the Xiliang military camp before evening."

   Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "Finish the gift list."

"Yes."

   After reading this batch of colored glazes, Zhao Hanzhang asked, "Is the batch of colored glazes that Tinghan wants ready?"

   Director Liu said immediately: "It's still a little bit worse, but it's almost there."

   Zhao Hanzhang nodded slightly and asked Fu Tinghan, "Would you like to build a warehouse nearby to keep it? It's better to change your hands."

  Fu Tinghan nodded after thinking about it. He couldn't let Gao Hui contact the people in the workshop, but he couldn't do too much. It would be best to build a warehouse for trading.

   Fu Tinghan looked at Fu An, "I leave this to you."

  Fu An replied, it doesn't itch if there are too many lice, anyway, he has enough errands now, not bad for this one.

   Then they went to the iron shop.

  Fu Tinghan asked someone to build a blast furnace and made a sword according to her request.

  The blacksmith also made a scabbard, which he thought was worn by Zhao Hanzhang. He spent a lot of time, and when he saw Zhao Hanzhang coming, he took out the sword in the box and presented it.

   Zhao Hanzhang slowly drew out his long sword, the sword body was a little cold in the setting sun, and at first glance it was a good sword.

  The blacksmith said on the side: "Thanks to the eldest son, if the eldest son did not make a blast furnace, I would not be able to play this sword."

   Zhao Hanzhang shook the long sword in his hand, and the sword sounded softly, she couldn't help but praised, "Good sword!"

   She looked at Fu Tinghan with bright eyes, "Thank you."

  Fu Tinghan pursed his lips and smiled: "No thanks."

   Zhao Hanzhang glanced at the sword box and said directly: "This box is not worthy, go back and find a good wooden box and cover it with brocade."

   She said: "This sword is called Dingguo Sword."

   This is the name of the sword that Zhao Hanzhang set when he wrote to Zhang Ji last night. She wants to give this sword to Zhang Ji, he is the Dingguo sword of Dajin!

   Of course, if this sword is sent by the emperor, the effect will definitely be full, but why does she want to do good things for Emperor Jin and Da Jin?

   Zhao Hanzhang sent it directly in his own name.

   Zhao Hanzhang brought the sword back to Zhao's house, and asked Ting He to go to the warehouse for a long time, and finally found a long box of purple gold sandalwood.

   He said: "This box was copied by the second son, and I don't know who copied it from anyone's house. Do you think the sword can be put down?"

   Zhao Hanzhang put it inside and found that the wooden box was still a little longer, but it didn't matter, she pretended not to see it, covered the box and said, "It's quite suitable." After a while, it was too late to make the box again.

  The time is too fast, if not for this sword, she would have let Huang An go to Xiliang.