Wei and Jin Cooks

  Chapter 651 Popular opinion

  The other party looked Ming Yu up and down, and saw that although the guards behind him were strong, he himself looked weak, and his face was still a little pale. It looked like he was in poor health.

  So he felt relieved, turned around and went to the edge of the field to get a big bamboo tube, "Here, this tube of water is for you."

  Ming Pre took it, unscrewed his own water bladder and filled it with water.

  After filling it up, he handed the bamboo tube back to the farmer. He looked down at the millet, couldn't help but reached out to touch it, and sighed, "The ear of the millet is so long, is it because you missed the farming season?"

  He said: "I came from Chen County, and the head of millet was harvested as early as the first ten days, and it seems to be ten days late here."

When it came to farming, the farmer couldn't help talking too much, and the water was filled in the morning, and it looked like he was here to borrow water, and he came from Chen County, so he was also friendly, "Oh, this year's spring is still here. We are fighting, thanks to the kindness of Mr. Zhao, who gave us seeds and farm tools, so that we can farm with peace of mind, otherwise we would not even have this little grain this year."

He is already very satisfied, "I planted five acres of millet this year, not a lot, but if I harvest all of them, it will last until next summer. Xia will be able to collect it, it’s just right, there is no accident, and maybe next year you won’t have to suffer from the lack of success.”

   "Are all the five acres of harvest yours? I remember that there is a law in the court, and Cheng Ding has to pay taxes and grains."

"No, no, no," the farmer was taken aback, and waved his hand quickly: "Master Houde, this year we are only allowed to pay two acres of Ding tax per household, and both Ci Ding and Ding Nu only pay one mu, so I only have one." Daughter-in-law and grandson, grandson is still young, not even counted as Ding, so my family only needs to pay three mu of grain tax."

He touched his heart and said: "Don't mention four dendrobiums, Mr. Lang. I feel flustered and dizzy when I hear this number. The year before last and last year, the court first took away six dendrobium grains from my family, and then said that my six-year-old grandson was also a grandson. Now that you are a man, you have to collect another four dendrobiums, and not long after, the imperial court will send troops to attack Yuzhou, and you will receive two dendrobiums from each household."

"Last year, there was a famine in Luoyang. It was hard for me to wait. The court said that it would support His Majesty, and each household was charged an additional tax and food. My family went to Sihu again, alas~" the farmer sighed: "But I heard that the food was not available. In the hands of the emperor, the king of the East China Sea took it by himself, and ran away with his people. We sold everything in our family, and we didn't have a single ration. We even ate all the seeds, so we didn't follow, thinking about it would be dead , it is better to die at home."

"Fortunately, God finally opened his eyes, Mr. Zhao is here," the farmer couldn't help showing a smile, "Mr. Zhao said that His Majesty's order to occupy the land is very good, and she will follow this order, but this time One thing wrong with the law is that it occupies too many acres of land and pays a lot of taxes, and it is obvious that a single man cannot grow so much land, so she ordered that all men and women should occupy half of the land according to the order of land occupation. , the tax is also halved, this year's life is difficult, so it is less, and my family only needs to pay three acres of land tax."

  He raised a big smile and said, "Only pay two buckets and four liters."

  Ming Yu couldn't help but also smiled, "This tax amount is indeed not heavy, congratulations old man."

  The farmer grinned, "Congratulations, congratulations. Mr. Lang came from Chen County. He is from the same town as the envoy, but he came to join the envoy?"

  Ming Yu nodded with a smile, "I'm not from Yuzhou, but I've heard the name of Zhao Shijun like thunder, and I'm delighted to obey him, so I come to join you."

"Then you are on the right track. Our envoy is a virtuous and benevolent person. He treats us untouchables so well, let alone his subordinates. I heard that anyone with great talent will be assigned a house as soon as he enters Luoyang." As for the fields, there are still people helping to cultivate the fields.”

   "Even ordinary people can rent very cheap houses from the county government, and the cost is not high at all."

  Ming Yu nodded with a smile, "I also heard people say so, so I came here to defect."

  The farmer glanced behind him and saw that his servants were strong and he had chariots and horses. He felt that his status was not low, and his knowledge must be not low, so he wanted to make a good relationship.

  He turned around and took out a lotus leaf-wrapped thing from his wooden bucket, opened it, and there were dry biscuits inside. He reluctantly gave Ming Yu one, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is hungry, this is for you to eat."

  Ming knew how important the ration was, so he declined it immediately.

  The farmer firmly stuffed it into his hand and said, "This is bean cake mixed with soybean flour. It's not worth much. Eat it, eat it."

  He smiled and said: "My family has also harvested millet, and it can be eaten after drying in the sun for a few days. There is no shortage of food for the time being, so you can eat it at ease."

  Ming Yu just took it, and he took a bite. It was not as hard as imagined, and it was not particularly unpalatable. It also had a bean flavor, and it tasted a little like wheat cake.

  Ming Yu chewed and swallowed carefully, and asked with a smile, "Is this the bean cake made from bean flour?"

"Yes, it's made of bean flour. My family also planted three acres of beans this year. They were harvested not long ago and have been dried. Unfortunately, we don't have a water mill or water press here. We can only grind the bean flour ourselves, otherwise we will send In the water mill, the flour was quickly ground. The oil squeezed from beans is also very delicious. Alas, I was only lucky enough to eat it once. It takes a lot of effort and labor to squeeze the oil. I have a small family and I really can’t afford it. Let's do it."

  Ming Yu also knew that the method of extracting oil from soybeans was spread from Yuzhou. It is said that it was occasionally made in Zhao Hanzhang's workshop. She did not hide the method of extracting oil, but spread it to everyone in the world.

  He and Yan Heng tried it with someone in private, and cooking with soybean oil did have a special flavor, so they also opened several workshops in Yanzhou, specializing in oil extraction business with people.

   "Is there no oil mill in the nearby counties?"

"Yes, there is, but the road is far away. If you have to transport the beans to such a far place to be pressed, you can't squeeze out much oil. It's better to keep them for yourself. Beans and rice can be ground into bean flour occasionally. It's also a serving." Good rations."

"There are still people collecting beans, or selling them, and they can save some money for emergencies." He said happily: "We have money, and those who come to collect beans give money. It’s not like before, they don’t take money, they only want to exchange cloth and other things, but some cloth is so good and the price is high, we have to trade it again to get the burlap for our own use.”

  Ming Yu didn't know that Zhao Hanzhang minted new money himself, because this money is only popular in Luoyang area, not even Yuzhou.

  So at this time, he thought that what the farmers said was that the merchants in Luoyang were rich and made money, so they were willing to use money to trade with the farmers.

When he realized something was wrong, he had already entered the Luoyang border and was running all the way. He stopped for lunch in a tea house on the outskirts of Luoyang. While waiting, he caught a glimpse of someone taking seven or eight copper coins for the store, got up and went Walk.

  He stared at the few copper plates with sharp eyes, feeling vaguely that something was wrong.

  (end of this chapter)