Crossing over reveals a waste's difficult journey home

Before dawn the next day, Xia Shu and several young and strong men in the village, led by the head of the village, left the village and headed towards Ningping City.

After opening the tofu stall at the city gate for a day yesterday, the tofu stall was moved to a place farther away from the city gate today.

There is no way, there are too many people, all stuck there, seriously affecting the normal entry and exit of the city gate.

Seeing so many people, the government had to send some minor officials to maintain order.

When Liu Qinghe and the villagers arrived at the tofu stall, he found that the few people he brought with him could not squeeze in at all.

He looked for a long time and then turned his gaze to the clerk who was maintaining order.

Ordinary people were actually not very willing to deal with the government, because before Jiang Qi conquered the world, in the eyes of the people, there was no difference between the government and bandits, and they would rob their property and food.

The petty clerks were the government's minions. When people saw them, they would stay away from them for fear that they would steal something from them.

This situation began to improve slowly after Jiang Qi became King Jiang.

Jiang Qi hated officials who bullied the people and had killed many evil officials since he came to power.

It was precisely because of Jiang Qi's ruthlessness that officials extorted less from the people, or in other words, they restrained themselves a lot.

As officials in the capital, they were especially cautious, for fear that one day His Majesty would come out of the palace and see them oppressing the people, and in a rage would kill them all.

They are not worrying about nothing, similar things have happened before.

The incident of the emperor killing officials caused a huge uproar. Even the most remote counties heard about it, not to mention the people in the capital, who knew it better.

Some people even saw with their own eyes the officials' heads being chopped off.

Don’t ask the people whether they are afraid or not. The answer is that they are used to it.

The people who can survive in troubled times are not mentally fragile or timid. It’s just a beheading, who hasn’t seen it?

It was precisely because of Jiang Qi's approach that the people's fear of officials was reduced a lot.

I can’t say I’m not afraid at all now, but at least I’m not as shunned as the devil as before. When necessary, I can still chat with him occasionally.

At this moment, Liu Qinghe couldn't squeeze in, so he plucked up the courage to go find the clerk.

"Sir, may I ask you something?"

A middle-aged clerk looked up at Liu Qinghe and asked in a knowing tone, "Are you here to ask about tofu?"

"Exactly."

"If you want to learn how to do it, just go to the government office of Lord Zhisu Neishi."

"Thank you, sir."

After asking the clerk, Liu Qinghe led the villagers to the government office of the Minister of Grain.

Although they have not done anything bad, the fear of the government is deeply rooted in the bones of ordinary people.

Standing at the gate of the government office and looking at the two guards standing there, some villagers couldn't help but feel their legs go weak.

"Li Zheng, are we really going to go in there?"

The highest official the village head had ever met was the county magistrate. As for an official as high-ranking as the Minister of Grain, he had never even seen him, let alone met him.

Now that he is suddenly brought into contact with such a high-ranking official, it would be a lie to say that he is not afraid at all.

But when he thought of his dead father and his grandson crying with hunger at home, Liu Qinghe still plucked up the courage to go over.

Just when he didn't know how to start talking to the guard, a clerk came out.

When the clerk saw him, he immediately showed a delighted expression on his face: "Are you here to learn how to make tofu?"

Liu Qinghe didn't understand, but he still answered honestly: "Yes, sir."

"Okay, then follow me!"

In this way, Liu Qinghe and several people from the village walked into the government office, which they might never have set foot in their entire lives.

Liu Qinghe and his group followed the clerk for a while and walked into a large courtyard. There were a few people chatting in the courtyard, and they looked very leisurely.

"Stop chatting, someone's coming!"

Following the clerk's shout, the idle people all stood up.

"After waiting for a whole morning, someone finally showed up."

"That's right. How come no one comes for such a good event?"

“I guess you don’t believe it. I just don’t believe that you didn’t open your mouth wide when you saw this tofu!

Such a good thing, His Majesty said to teach it to the common people, who would dare to believe it?

"Yes, yes, your Majesty is very kind."

……

Through conversations with people present and his own inquiries, Liu Qinghe finally understood the whole story.

It turned out that His Majesty the Emperor had set up tofu stalls at the four city gates of Ningping City, selling tofu products.

However, selling tofu products is just a gimmick, mainly to promote tofu, let everyone know about tofu, and then learn to make tofu.

I hope that there will be more food on everyone’s table that is good for the body.

Unfortunately, although everyone is very interested in tofu, few people dare to actually learn how to make it. So far, only a few people from their Dashan village have come.

As a person involved, Liu Qinghe understands other people's thoughts very well. Life has just stabilized and no one dares to change it easily for fear of any accidents.

Liu Qinghe himself would not have dared to come to the government to learn things easily if it were not for the actual situation at home and the support of the whole village.

The production of tofu is not very complicated. Most people can know the general method after watching it twice.

However, knowing how to do something, being able to do it, and doing it well are not the same thing and require serious study.

Just as the people in Dashan Village were working hard to learn how to make tofu, Jiang Tuan reluctantly followed Ning Ling to find Prince Jiang Huai.

Jiang Tuan is indeed a heartless person. Take sleeping for example. On the first day of arriving in Daxia, he got up early because he was not used to it and wanted to maintain his image.

When he found that there was no danger here and that the people here were very nice to him, he quickly revived and resumed half of his previous routine.

What is a half-schedule? It means going to bed earlier than before, but still staying up very late in the morning.

He didn't want to go to bed early at night. The main reason was that there was really nothing to entertain himself in Daxia. What else could he do if he didn't go to bed early?

Jiang Qi didn't understand his behavior of staying in bed, but he didn't say anything.

The emperor didn't say anything, and no one else would say anything either. Jiang Tuan naturally didn't think there was anything wrong with it and he lived a happy life.

However, he was not happy for two days before his peaceful and comfortable life was disrupted by a decision made by Jiang Qi.

Early this morning, Jiang Tuan was sleeping soundly when he heard someone calling him.

"Sir, sir, Mr. Jiang, it's time to get up."

Get up? What to get up? Why do you have to get up? He has traveled to the Great Xia Dynasty and doesn't have to go to class!

Thinking of this, Jiang Tuan turned over and wrapped himself in a fine silk quilt.