Chapter 2123: Unconsciously Falling Into a Trap to Review Memorials

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Before the yolk-like sun jumped out of the eastern horizon, the sky in the west was already twilight.

The people who took turns performing the show finally came to a close. They came to the river and served wontons on the yacht.

There are too many people and there are no side dishes. Put seaweed, pickled mustard and dried shrimps in the bowl, and scoop the wontons in. There is no need to eat anything salty.

I put the chopped green onion and coriander myself, as well as the chili oil and vinegar, but I don’t give any pepper.

The machine on the yacht is responsible for rolling out wonton wrappers and mixing wonton fillings, regardless of wrapping.

The speed of the machine is not as fast as anyone else. There are hundreds of people making wontons, and they can make ten bowls of wontons in one second.

The farmer holds a small bamboo tube with a part of the bamboo missing in one hand, like a needle cutting off a strip lengthwise.

There is a smaller bamboo tube inside for pushing. The small bamboo tube is inserted into the stuffing, and a stack of wonton wrappers is held in the other hand.

Push the bamboo tube slowly, put a little filling on the wonton wrapper, and rub it all the way, then a wonton will be wrapped and slide down the sloping bamboo board in front.

Continue to push the stuffing, continue to rub, and the skins of the other hand turn into wontons one by one.

Li Yi was dumbfounded. How did the bankers develop the technology?

I taught the farmers how to make wontons by themselves, and it was fast enough.

How can you still frantically improve tools just to shorten the distance that your arm can move?

Can you squeeze out a second to make ten wontons? Aren't you tired?

Someone is responsible for placing the basket under the bamboo board, and the ten wontons are taken away and poured into the pot, and a small basket is placed at the same time.

The wonton skin is thin and the fillings are small. Just roll them twice in a pot and put them in a bowl. Someone is pushing a wheelbarrow with a pile of shelves on top.

Bowls were placed on the shelves one by one, being pushed to the people.

Li Yi was frightened to see it. The cart was pushing, and he felt like it would fall over in the next second, performing acrobatics?

The people were not hungry at all. They kept buying things to eat. It was better to eat wontons to drink soup to warm their stomachs. Simply drinking soup would not be comfortable.

"Xiao Yi, you ate a lot of meat skewers last night, can you still eat it this morning?"

When Bi Gou came over, there were people behind him holding dozens of memorials.

"I just baked it for you last night. I only ate six skewers in total, plus one skewer of eggs."

Li Yi took a spoon to scoop out wontons and ate them. He put fifteen wontons in his bowl and was about to finish eating and go to bed.

At noon, when the monks and Taoists asked for the altar to be opened, he could just get up and deal with it.

Bi Gou asked someone to put the memorial on the table: "It has nothing to do with me. I have slept for nearly two hours. I am old and feel light."

"It's just that you are not good at your job. If you find another job, you will definitely be free."

Li Yi said in a blurry voice, "It's a bit hot to eat wontons."

Bi Gou picked up this memorial: "I only said that I felt light, but why did I say that I was tired? Huh? Mingzhou wants to build a road within the state?"

Without even raising his head, Li Yi scooped up another wonton and blew it into his mouth.

Bi Gou clicked his lips and said: "Its peaks are also mountains, its veins are mountains, its mausoleums are deep, and its hills are deep. When people are close, the sound can be heard, and the road is far and winding. When you go out, you can pass through the stream, making it difficult to get in and out."

Bi Gou paused and looked at Li Yi.

Li Yi continued to play, and it was the third one. He was slow and unknowingly affected.

"The land is poor and the soil is cheap, so you can't repay what you sow..." Bi Gou continued to read.

"Shit, even though there are many mountains and mountains there, there are also Cixi streams, the long southeast end, and fertile plains."

Li Yi finally couldn't help it anymore: "Who is the governor of Mingzhou? Do you want to die?"

"He said that he didn't care if the court asked for money, so he could beg for alms." Bi Gou didn't think about it and just said the content directly.

"He thinks he can't die quickly enough. Next to it is the Zhoushan Islands. I finally got something for the local people, and he wants to take it."

Li Yi was angry, what alms? Where can I go for alms around there? People who give diving equipment can make money.

Bi Gou smiled and said, "It's so good. I'll capture it and give you some practice. The thirty-two people haven't arrived yet. If you have any difficult problems, there's no need to worry about the shortage of manpower."

"Huh? Practicing? His crime is not worthy of death, right?"

Li Yi realized that something was wrong, and the official wrote a memorial, and then... died?

"Xiao Yi, you said that." Bi Gou caught the clue.

"I also said I wouldn't let you collect taxes from Lijiazhuangzi." Li Yi retorted.

He learned this from his junior high school teacher, and he takes exams every Monday.

Some students protested: Teacher, the principal said yesterday that we can’t take exams every week.

Teacher: The principal said that you should all get full marks in the exam, why didn’t you listen?

Bi Gou: "..."

"So, why don't you arrest him?" he asked Li Yi.

"What does it have to do with nothing? Anyway, I won't impeach an official if I impeach him."

Li Yi dropped the words and ate the wontons. If you don't eat them anymore, you don't have to blow them. They're cold.

Bi Gou put this memorial aside and continued to read the next one, writing and drawing on it with a pen.

When Li Yi finished eating, Bi Gou was still reviewing the memorial.

He took out some things that needed to be given to Li Longji alone, and handled other small matters by himself, or consulted with other prime ministers.

From time to time, he needs to ask people to come here to check information or inquire about the situation in the place.

He couldn't memorize the entire Tang Dynasty. It was too complicated and always changing.

People were coming and going, and it looked lively.

After finishing his meal, Li Yi yawned and reached for an unannotated memorial to read.

The memorial in Mizhou reads: "Moshan is a landless land. There are hundreds of families who have fled in the mountains. There are hills and plains. Immigrants are asked to come to the original place. There are many rocks, grass and thorns. Two water sources are gone. Oxen are allocated to plow the land." , self-built house Liangji. ’

There is no nonsense at all, and there are no words of praise in front of it.

Li Yi nodded, touched his pocket, took out a pencil, and wrote below: 'Immigration is available, and resources are not surprising. Treasures gather everywhere and money is easy to get. ’

After writing, he put it aside and called to people: "Bring the map of Mizhou, Henan Province, and bring a small map of the local Anqiu County.

This place also uses government funds to resettle fugitives hiding in the mountains? What a treasure!

They all say that they can build a house by themselves because they lack livestock and farm tools. Why don’t you think about why you can build a house? The local mineral resources are rich.

This thing needs to be built with roads, a waterway to the north and a land road to the south.

The same should be done in Laizhou. Both parties enter the bay together and transport things from the southern bay to Haizhou.

Then the coal from Henan Prefecture will be transported there, many kilns will be built there, and the coal will be processed first. "

After giving instructions, he picked up the next book and opened it. He suddenly froze and raised his head. A circle of people around him looked at him.

He had thought that the person came to report the news before, but how could it be someone from other prime ministers and Tuan'er?

"What are you doing? Can't I be the Zhongshu Ling temporarily? Who stipulates that there can only be one Zhongshu Ling? It's not the sun and the moon."

He closed the memorial and read the book www.uukanshu． ｎnet realized that this work was not his own.

Is it now a case of taking over the role, or is it a substitute?

"How?" Yao Chong said with a smile from the side.

"Old Yao, did you make a bet with me? I'll give you half of the bet. I don't care why. Otherwise, don't say I bullied your grandson."

Li Yi suddenly thought of a situation. Lao Bi came here on purpose.

Yao Chong waved his hands together: "No, I never made a bet. I just said that you are better than me."

"Xiang Yao is so humble. At least he is very capable in finding craftsmen."

Li Yi was not very happy, so he had to mock Yao Chong.

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