Chapter 222: Xiangxian

Chapter 222: Xiangxian

  Chapter 222 Xiangxian

  In the evening, as the bell rings, the day's work ends.

  On the shore, the food is already delicious and hot waiting for everyone.

  The people who washed their hands and feet lined up.

  Dinner has stewed fish, fried mussels with yam, **** soup, and fried vegetables.

   There is no chicken, duck and radish, but the portion is still sufficient, steamed cakes and fried noodles are enough. Maybe it was because many people were too full at noon, but everyone's appetite for this evening meal was much reduced, and there were even some steamed cakes left.

Lao Wang lost his temper with someone there. He ate twelve bamboo poles of steamed cakes at noon. He only ate six at night, but he secretly hid six on his body. Lao Wang had been staring at him, so he watched Clearly, this will make him take it out and make it look bad.

   "Old Wang? What's going on?"

   "I've said it several times. Everyone can eat here as they please. Saburo is benevolent and generous, and he can keep his fill, but he can't take it home secretly. This is not acceptable. But this man just didn't listen and hid six of them."

  Qin Lang smiled and nodded to the bamboo pole.

  Bamboo pole is a little ashamed.

   "I...I want to bring some back to my old mother to eat. She is old and sick, bedridden. I come here to work, and my mother can't eat at home..."

  Qin Lang patted the bamboo pole, "What's your name, which village do you live in, and who else is there besides my old lady? What disease does my old lady have?"

  Qin Lang asked carefully, and Zhu Gan answered seriously. His family only depended on his old mother for life. The family was too poor, so they recruited workers here, so they came to do things, and the old mother could only stay at home alone.

"A man of filial piety is worthy of being our Sanqin man. He did a good job." Not only did Qin Lang ask Old Wang to return the six steamed cakes to the bamboo pole, he also ordered two chickens and two ducks to be caught, and then I bought some radishes and cabbage from the kitchen, and finally caught some fish and turtles. "My Tang Dynasty governs the country with filial piety. You are so filial and worthy of respect."

  Bamboo pole refuses, dare not accept.

"You take these back first, and make a delicious meal for your old lady. I will go to your village to see your old lady tomorrow, and take the doctor to see her. If your mother is willing, I will temporarily take him to my village for treatment and care. , you can rest assured to work here."

  These words aroused the amazement of the people next to him.

After all, Bamboo Pole has nothing to do with Qin Lang, it's just that he came here today to do a heavenly work. Qin Lang has also paid for it, but now Qin Lang not only doesn't blame Bamboo Pole for stealing the steamed cakes unruly, but how he treats him is really irritating. marvel.

"Everyone, if you have difficulties at home, you can tell me. As a fellow countryman, I, Qin Sanlang, will definitely try my best to help. There is an old saying in China that says that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Helping the poor, when we all have difficulties, we help each other!"

  Zhu Gan knelt down and kowtowed in thanks.

  Qin Lang quickly helped him up.

   "We don't like this, get up quickly."

   "It's getting late, and those who want to go home should leave quickly, and everyone will go together."

  Qin Lang asked them to give them food first, because it was late, so he didn't care about how many work points he earned today, and how much the food could be discounted.

  The villagers who received the food were very happy and thanked Qin Lang repeatedly.

  A villager took out a cloth bag from his arms, but when he opened it, it turned out to be some bones. Chicken bones, duck bones, fish bones...

   "This is old man?" Qin Lang was puzzled.

  The old man said embarrassingly, "I secretly took the leftover bones from eating earlier, and wanted to take them home. It really shouldn't be, and I'm coming back now."

   "?" Qin Lang had a question mark on his face.

  What's the use of eating the leftover bones?

   As a result, when the old man took the lead, many people took out bones from their bodies, and they were all leftovers from eating. They were really bones, there was no meat left, and they were sucked clean.

   It was the old man who explained, and Qin Lang realized that although they were leftover bones from eating, they were still reluctant to throw them away, and wanted to take them back for stewing.

   Stew?

  Qin Lang was surprised.

   "Put it in a pot and simmer slowly, the marrow and flavor in the bones can be stewed out, and some wild vegetables are added, but it is very delicious." The old man said.

  Things that seemed unbelievable to Qin Lang were normal in their eyes.

On the other hand, Lao Wang came over and explained a few words. It turns out that not only the villagers do this, but also the landlord’s family often does this. , Generally, at this time, a meal will be added, and then the remaining bones will be recycled, and then boiled for soup.

  What pig bones, sheep bones, fish bones, chicken bones...all can be recycled and reused.

  Qin Lang was shocked.

Then he suddenly thought of a dish, which seemed to be called po fish soup. It is said that in the earliest time, there was an old woman whose husband died very early, and she was alone with her young child. She was a helper in a restaurant and served guests every night I picked up the leftover fish bones and picked out the fish bone marrow to make soup for my son. Later, when the child grew up, he studied hard and won the first prize in the exam...

  In short, it seems to be such a story. He didn't believe it when he read it, but today he didn't expect such a thing to happen.

   It’s right to think about it carefully. People who usually don’t even have enough to eat can’t eat vegetables, let alone oily meat. It doesn’t seem strange to stew their bones.

   This can only be said to be a manifestation of material poverty, not some bad habits and stereotypes.

   What can he say?

  Qin Lang asked everyone to take these back with a heavy heart for a long time, and said that if they wanted to, they could take the bones away.

   "In this way, in the future, each person will be given six steamed cakes per meal, two spoonfuls of vegetables and one bowl of soup. If you are not full, you can add more. If you can't finish eating, you can take your leftover home."

   "Sanlang, six cakes for a meal is too much, and men and women have different appetites..."

"Old Wang, don't talk about it, just do as I say in the future." Qin Lang interrupted Lao Wang. He made this decision on purpose, because he knew that many people would want to bring some food home. Many people have children who are too young or parents who are too old to come.

"If it's inconvenient for you to keep your children at home, or if your wife is pregnant or your parents are weak, you can also bring them here to the construction site, and you don't need them to do anything, just set a fire here or something, I don't It can’t help, but it’s okay to take care of two meals.”

   "Sanlang!" Pharaoh was a little anxious.

But Qin Lang still insisted on his own thoughts. This is not the heart of a saint. It can only be said that he has the ability to do things within his ability to the people around him, which is also in line with the behavior norms of the sages and gentry in this era. On the one hand, doing these will not increase much expenditure, but what can be gained is the appreciation and support of the villagers.

  Fame is actually quite important.

  The Zhuangzi of the Qin family is here, and he will be neighbors with everyone in the future. There are still many things that need to trouble the neighbors, so it is very helpful to have a good reputation.

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  After this day, Qin Lang's good reputation really spread far and wide, and everyone praised Qin Lang for his generosity, benevolence and righteousness. Many new people were added to the Qin family's construction site, and many people came to the village to ask for help, some came to borrow food, some came to see a doctor, and some even came to ask for justice and adjudicate disputes.

   Vaguely, the name of Qin Lang's Heavenly King is becoming more and more solid. Before everyone built a shrine for the Qin family father and son, they mainly believed that they had meritorious deeds in eliminating locusts, but now they think that Qin Lang is a good person.

There are currently two to three thousand people working on the construction site, and the progress is very fast. There are so many people gathering in Sanyuan County to work, Liu Shenli attaches great importance to it. It is not because he is worried that Qin Lang will gather people to make troubles, but mainly because there are too many people. The officials brought some yamen servants over to help maintain order. In fact, after they came, they became a casual eater. After all, the place is orderly.

   In the blink of an eye, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. With the efforts of thousands of people, this project of the Qin family has also been preliminarily completed. Everything came according to Qin Lang's plan. The original thousand-acre low-lying wasteland has changed drastically.

The low-lying areas are dug deep to form deep ponds, which can be stored for fish fry as soon as the rain falls after the beginning of spring. Among them, there are pieces of polder fields filled up, all of which are raised fields of tens of mu or tens of mu. There are one or two acres of small land interspersed among them. These stone lands are like earth mountains, which will be used to grow melons, fruits, vegetables, and fruit trees.

The embankments built around will be planted with mulberry trees after spring. According to Qin Lang's plan, one mu of mulberry trees can feed four or five sheep in addition to raising silkworms. Three acres.

At that time, lotus roots will be planted on the edge of the pond along the embankment, silver carp and other fish will be raised in the water, chickens, ducks and pigs will be raised in sheds along the bank, and the manure can be fed to the fish, and the fish excrement will go deep into the bottom of the pond. The water in the fish pond can also be used to irrigate rice, which can be described as an endless ecological cycle.

  Although the fish ponds are still dry and mulberries have not been planted on the embankments, the plans for fish ponds, rice fields, fruit slopes, mulberry embankments, pig houses, chicken sheds, etc. are already obvious.

  Like Zhang Chuchen staring at Qin Lang all day and night, in the eyes of the shrewd people who study Qin Lang day and night, they can see the power of it all at once.

   "It's a pity that Qin Sanlang took this treasure land."

Zhang Chuchen calculated carefully. If everything goes well, then this thousand-acre waste land will really become a cornucopia. Not to mention anything else, the 600-mu rice field alone can harvest more than 100 acres in a year. Thousands of stones of rice are already available, and rice in Chang'an is much more expensive than millet and wheat.

   "Why didn't I think of it before!"

  Li Zhuangtou also sighed secretly, "How about we go to other places to find a place like this? Hire people to renovate like the Qin family?"

"Qin Sanlang's method is not easy for us to learn. Look at how much he spent on that piece of land this time?" Zhang Chuchen shook his head. Qin Sanlang's method cannot be learned, and the cost is too high. Besides, around here How can there be such a suitable place.

   "My lady, the Qin family has built all the pig houses. Look at that pen, it can raise at least 3,000 pigs. How about we also raise pigs?"

   "Where did the piglet come from?" Zhang Chuchen also knew that it must be right to follow Qin Lang, but the problem was that the piglet was hard to handle.

   "Then Qin Sanlang builds so many pens, where does he get so many piglets?"

  The master and servant couldn't help thinking, yes, where did Qin Sanlang conjure up so many piglets?

  (end of this chapter)