"Lu Ban Shu" is also known as "Missing One Door".

It is the most famous mechanism technique in ancient times. It is said that people in this sect will end up poor, disabled, orphaned, and widowed after practicing it.

Most of the Lu family members are hermits, hiding among the people and rarely walking around in the world.

The first half of the scriptures practiced by this sect of mechanical arts are about various carpentry tasks and strange and obscene skills, while the second half are about metaphysical knowledge, which is very evil.

"How old is Carpenter Lu?"

"I don't know. He has a big beard and can't see his face clearly. He is too withdrawn. Apart from his carpentry business, he basically doesn't talk to the people in Zhujia Village." Yuanyang was also confused.

"Exalted men and hermits keep a low profile."

Mu Tingxue thought for a while and decided not to disturb others.

What kind of mechanical tools she needs now, it is enough to have Marquis Qin's help. The execution ability of the Ministry of Industry is very good.

Unless something happens to the Marquis of Qin one day, Carpenter Lu can be used as a backup... Bah, what assumption is she making? If Sister Yun's husband has an accident, how will Sister Yun's family survive? Stop it, stop it!

"By the way, the tomato paste factory is already under construction and is relatively close to Zhujia Village."

Mu Tingxue revealed the news to Yuanyang.

It can be regarded as a benefit for this loyal girl.

Yuanyang is indeed a thoughtful person, and one thing is clear: "Then I will tell the villagers, let them grow some tomatoes in addition to beans!"

Because of the existence of the Imperial City Mill, Zhujia Village has been lifted out of poverty. It sells beans to the mill. There are a total of [-] villagers, one-third of whom work in the mill. With a secure life, there is no need to cultivate rice.

Once the tomato paste factory is built, it will require a large amount of tomato raw materials. If it is purchased from Zhujiacun, freight will be waived. This is an opportunity for Zhujiacun!

*. *. *

Tianqi Gongfu.

"Second Young Mistress, your sister is here to visit you."

Su Mianmian was pregnant and weighed heavily. She always felt sleepy and slept until midnight.

Since her mother-in-law is her aunt, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is relatively harmonious. They do not bother her to come and kneel down every morning to pay her respects, nor do they order her to do this or that. There is no punishment for sleeping in.

She woke up and finished washing.

The dining room brought her a bowl of her favorite shredded pork noodles with tomato sauce, and she was just enjoying a bite when she was interrupted, "What sister? Where is the sister from?"

"That's Miss Wan from Su Mansion."

The maid prepared a cup of fresh milk for her and added a spoonful of honey.

Su Mianmian said "Oh" lightly.

Keep working on the rice, the tomato sauce is so delicious.

"Sister, what are you eating? It tastes so good."

Su Wanwan walked in like a butterfly, with a spring breeze on her face, a precious emerald head and a gift in her hand, "I brought a gilt Xuande stove to my sister, and burned it with calming incense, which is good for the fetus."

The gilt Xuande furnace inlaid with dozens of gems is worth seven to eight thousand silver.

The top-quality soothing incense inside is also expensive and a top rarity from Dongsang Country.

After this set of gifts, ten thousand taels of silver can't stop it.

Su Mianmian didn't even look at the Xuande stove, and continued to slurp away at the shredded pork noodles with tomato sauce. She had never had a good impression of this concubine. Her own mother had a weak character. In Guangzhou in the southeast, she was often eaten by concubines and Su Lin bullies.

When she was eight years old, she followed her 11-year-old brother Su Zixiu to Yundu as a hostage.

"sit down."

"This red sauce is so unique." Su Wanwan stared at her sister's plate, feeling a little hungry, "Sister, can you share it with me? It looks delicious."

Su Mianmian paused with her chopsticks.

After three breaths, she raised her hand and told the maid to prepare another portion.

The maid curled her lips, and when she went out to the dining room, she didn't forget to mutter to the cook: "It's so shameless to go to Nangong Mansion to ask for food, it seems like our wife is so familiar with her."

"It's harmful. It's not because the prince has made great achievements in suppressing Japanese invaders in the southeast. Two days ago, news of great success came and the court awarded him a reward! Su Wanwan knew that the prince and our wife had a good relationship, so she deliberately came here to curry favor."

"Oh, you put too much, give her less! Her Royal Highness the Princess made this herself and gave it to our wife. There is only a little left, so she is very rare."

The personal maid next to Su Mianmian felt heartbroken when she saw the cook scooping a large spoonful of tomato sauce from the jar.

The cook scraped another half a spoonful back and said with a smile: "The second lady has taught me the method, and the ingredients of tomatoes, white sugar, and white rock sugar are also ready. I will make a pot right now."

Su Wanwan looked at the shredded pork noodles with tomato sauce that were served.

The gluttons were all aroused.

It's just that the red mysterious sauce on her plate is obviously much less than that on her sister's plate.

She felt a sense of injustice in her heart, but she still had a smile on her face: "Thank you, sister."

After taking a sip, she was immediately conquered by the wonderful sweet and sour taste of ketchup. She was stunned for a while, and then quickly took one mouthful after another, speeding up to take it into her mouth.

too delicious!

"How can there be such a delicious sauce in this world? There really is something good here, sister. I'm in luck."

"It was a reward from Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Su Mianmian finished eating, and while wiping her mouth with a handkerchief, she said, "Your Highness is kind-hearted and has excellent medical skills. Seeing that I was suffering from morning sickness and losing weight, he gave me this ketchup, all for Zixiu's sake." , I received this grace.”

Su Wanwan almost vomited when she heard the eldest princess's name.

In two consecutive confrontations, she suffered heavy losses at the hands of Mu Tingxue, and her brother also died.

"Haha, I really envy my sister."

"If my sister really envies me, she should be calm and stop thinking about arguing with His Highness." Su Mianmian was not polite, she didn't have the face of a Bodhisattva, "Marrying into the Yan family and growing up is not a good destination. "

Su Wanwan's face turned pale and she choked with sobs: "I came here to visit my sister, but my sister ignored me. Oh my, I just want to please His Royal Highness the Regent. Her Royal Highness the Princess is a hero among women, so she is not incapable of being tolerant of others."

Su Mianmian didn't like her.

cry?

They are all foxes in the back house, who are they playing chatty games with?

"Take this Xuande stove back. I don't want to use the Dongsang Kingdom's Anshen Incense. My brother is killing Japanese pirates in the southeast. How can I use the Japanese pirates' things."

"My sister was negligent. I'll send you another incense next time."

"I heard that you also opened a Su's chalk shop, imitating the eldest princess's chalk shop."

"Others eat meat, but my sister just drank a little soup." Su Wanwan felt that this was nothing at all. "You can make money by doing business. It's not shabby. There are so many cases where colleagues imitate each other. By the way, this ketchup How is it made? Can my sister teach me a lesson?"

"That's not soup, it's poison!"

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