Chapter 2087: It Is Difficult for an Alternative Military to Benefit the People

The grass-fed mutton smells pungent, but the Tianbing Army drank it enthusiastically.

There was not enough pepper powder to supply, so they put chili oil and pepper powder in the mutton soup.

After blowing a few sips, they sweated and it seemed that winter was no longer cold.

The people who came to transport pine nuts home to dry them brought their own dry food, and drove all the way to the post station to get free soup.

When they met the soldiers drinking mutton soup here, they happily took out the wooden bowl they carried with them and put more mutton fat.

The dry food was varied, including dry cakes, steamed bread made of rhubarb rice flour, fried rice, fried noodles, and black bread.

Then they ate the shrimp oil side dishes, fermented bean curd, and sweet garlic of the Tianbing Army.

When they came, they brought fodder on the car, enough to feed the livestock for a round trip, and brought their own chickens to lend to the Tianbing Army.

The Tianbing Army was responsible for raising them, and the soldiers ate the eggs they laid. When the New Year or the beginning of the next spring, they made air-dried chickens, and the people came back to take them back.

Many of the grains eaten by the army have shells, which need to be shelled by themselves. There are more rice husks and wheat bran, which are suitable for raising pigs and chickens.

Seasoning is needed to make air-dried chicken. It tastes bad if you only add salt.

It is expensive for the people to buy seasonings. People are reluctant to buy a little bit of chili powder.

As long as the Tianbing Army does not sell it outside, Lijiazhuangzi will supply it.

Add five-spice powder, and the people will not buy it.

The soldiers have eggs to eat. When the chickens are killed, the blood and internal organs belong to the soldiers, and the people get the air-dried chickens, saving time and seasoning.

In order to reduce the burden of the Tianbing Army, the people bring chickens of similar sizes. When the time comes, whoever takes how many chickens will take back the corresponding number.

Otherwise, if the chickens are big or small, do they have to be numbered?

Song De came up with the idea. He was sending things to the soldiers, but it was not convenient to send eggs. Eating an egg every day is good for the body.

He exchanged seasonings with the people, and the soldiers worked harder to feed the chickens and make air-dried chickens.

Wang Han put a boiled and peeled egg in each of the mutton soup bowls of several people. The nutrition of a general must keep up.

Wang Han used a spoon to stir the egg back and forth in the soup bowl: "After thinking for many days, I have a new method that can benefit the people of Henan Prefecture. Li Yi has never thought of it."

"Oh?" Zhang Zhiyun was interested: "Zi Yu, tell me."

Guan Yujin, who was in charge of the telegram here, raised his eyebrows and was not in a hurry to drink the mutton soup.

"This method is simple, but ordinary people have never thought of it." Wang Han looked at several people.

Then he said: "While the ground is not frozen, find a wasteland outside Luoyang City, build a large cellar, and store autumn vegetables in the cellar.

The people can prepare more vegetables for winter, such as cabbage, radish, and green onion. When they need them, they can go to the cellar and take out half a month's vegetables at a time.

Each white household builds a cellar, which is enough for use."

Wang Han said his idea and looked at others after speaking.

Zhang Zhiyun and Zhang Jiazhen nodded slightly, thinking about it, it seemed to make sense.

Guan Yujin stared at Wang Han in astonishment.

"Brother Guan, you don't have to do this. It's just a small trick, not worth mentioning."

Wang Han looked at Guan Yujin's expression, smiled faintly, and waved his hand.

"No, it's not. That... Brother Ziyu! Um~~ Luoyang Palace is not that cold in winter.

The north bank of the Yellow River also belongs to Henan Prefecture. The hundred households dig a vegetable cellar by themselves, covered with wooden racks and straw mats, and covered with soil on the top.

You dig a big vegetable cellar, how to cover it? Use the big wood of the beam?

What if the people go in and out and take other people's food? It is necessary to coordinate the people of the hundred households to use it on the same day.

Otherwise, if the vegetable cellar is opened several times a day, the vegetables inside will be gone."

Guan Yujin was helpless. My landlord really didn't think of it, and didn't dare to think about it! It will kill the people.

"Ah? Is it... is it?" Wang Han looked at Zhang Jiazhen and Zhang Zhiyun.

The two nodded. Yes, that's fine. You think it's an ice cellar? It's used to get ice in summer.

How to store the vegetables of 100 households? Do you leave an aisle? People go in and out, and you don't know who stole it.

Ice cellars are different. Ice is taken from the outside in order.

"How does Lijiazhuang preserve vegetables in winter? They don't grow cabbage in greenhouses, do they?"

Wang Han thought of another situation. Lijiazhuang is big.

"The village has a large vegetable cellar, a fixed cellar.

It doesn't have wooden beams, it's dug deep, and it's used every year.

Under normal circumstances, the vegetables stored in a fixed cellar are enough for the village to eat for ten days, and then another cellar is used for the next ten days.

Some cellars store one thing separately, and gradually take it out from the outside."

Guan Yujin introduced the vegetable cellar of Lijiazhuang. It is large, not dug recently, and can be used for a long time.

"Oh, that's how it is. I have another plan, which is also for the benefit of the people.

The weather in Luoyang is warm in winter, so you can dig a pond and catch fish from the river and put them in it. It is convenient to catch them when you eat them in winter.

Brother Guan, can you send a telegram for me? Even if it is not appropriate, I will know the reason."

Wang Han thought of another way and wanted to tell Li Yi now.

He couldn't go "empty-handed". Writing a poem was no problem, but a plan was even more important.

Guan Yujin hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, after dinner, Brother Ziyu will organize the language and I will send it."

He agreed to give the other party a face, and the other party had power in the local area.

The people came to transport the pine nuts home to dry and make money, and it was Wang Han who made the connection.

Whether the method is useful or not has nothing to do with me, it's just a telegram.

"No hurry, I will improve it in the afternoon."

Wang Han was happy, ate the egg, and thought about making the method perfect.

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At noon, a light rain began to fall in Henan Prefecture, and the rain at this time was unbearable.

The weather was about 10 degrees Celsius, and it was cold and damp when it rained.

Fortunately, the big pots used to make free soup in each workshop were prepared in advance. Ginger powder was added to the soup to dispel the cold.

There was a lot of ginger this year. The state next to Jingzhao Prefecture planted a lot of ginger, and extra fertilizer was applied. All the mother ginger was kept and well taken care of, waiting to be planted again next year.

Three-year-old mother ginger, a small part of which was sent to Lijiazhuangzi for medicinal use.

Lijiazhuangzi had five-year-old mother ginger, which they were reluctant to eat, and kept more year after year.

Not only some crops, but also steel ingots and thick steel plates were kept in the manor and left there unused.

Steel will slowly release stress and be used in key parts in the future.

Generally used to make lathe mother machines, the old Russians had a lot of them, and then after those years, Li Yiguo took away a lot of them.

Things accumulated over the years are sometimes more precious than aged wine.

"It will be colder after the rain, right?" Princess Yongmu sat by the window of the dining hall, looking at the drizzle outside through the French window.

"It's guaranteed to snow, and then we can sell roasted sweet potatoes."

Li Yi understood that Princess Yongmu had always wanted to sell roasted sweet potatoes. The things sold in Wen Tianlanxiang Pavilion were not down-to-earth, and roasted sweet potatoes... didn't seem to be relevant.

Can ordinary people afford roasted sweet potatoes? Do sweet potatoes need face?

"Xiao Yi, why don't you seal up the pond in the village at the foot of the mountain? Take fish from other places and raise them in it. It will be easier to catch them in winter."

Bi Gou said the same thing as Wang Han, he just thought about it casually.

"The pond is too small, it has to be a lake, otherwise you have to feed the fish extra, and the cost is even greater."

Li Yi waved his hand and refused. Is he stupid? Take fish from the river and raise them in a small pond in winter? Do you think that is an ornamental fish?

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