Reborn Brother Farming Story

Two more wooden boxes, one large and one small, came out of Shanggu Village and arrived in Shangnan County.

County magistrate Du opened the small wooden box and found that this time the things were richer than ever.There are two small palm-sized pots of Shenxianniang, and a four-finger long and wide bamboo tube, which contains soybean oil.

Twenty kiwis, five cans of tomato sauce, and one can of pickled cucumbers, and the corn packed in a palm-sized bamboo tube, have exploded into blossoms, making them delicious and soft.

The big wooden box on the emperor's side also has these things, but it is many times more.

At the same time, Liu Yaoqing dictated, and a letter written by Brother Zhezi, which stated that the emperor should issue an imperial edict ordering the whole world to eat fried soybean oil.

Stir-fried vegetables with soybean oil are delicious and good for the body. It is easier to obtain than lard suet, and it is easy to grow beans. It can be planted on thin land and wasteland. The soybean meal that has been squeezed out of soybean oil can grow quickly when fed to chickens and pigs, and even fish. OK.

The last few words were not spoken by Liu Yaoqing, but written by brother Zhezi in private, especially emphasizing that the emperor should take good care of the people in the world and not disturb Shanggu village, let alone brother Qing.

The wording in the letter was extremely impolite, if the court officials found out, they would be mad, and they would punish Brother Zhezi and Liu Yaoqing.

But the emperor put away the letter, opened the big wooden box happily, and took out the contents. It should be rewarded, and he should keep what he should eat, and then he issued an imperial edict.

The common people who know the immortal brew know what soybean oil is. Now that they have the squeeze method announced by the government, how can they reject soybean oil?

There are also farmers who set up incense tables at home and kneel in the direction of Shanggu Village, because the method of squeezing soybean oil was contributed by Brother Qing, and he said that he does not make money from soybean oil, and neither can the nearby merchants.

Even the imperial court did not build a soybean oil workshop.

"Brother Qing is benevolent."

"The emperor is also a wise king."

"We are blessed."

Everyone is talking about Brother Qing from Shanggu Village, and everyone is talking about soybean oil.A while ago, I was only with Shenxian Niang, and every time I gave away a thumb-sized jar of soybean oil, but now I can squeeze it myself.

It's like a dream, but it's real.

A big merchant has long been thinking about how to squeeze soybean oil, and even planned to go to Shanggu Village to try to find out, but when the news came out, he was so angry that he didn't eat for several days.

But even so, he could only think in his heart and dare not speak out, otherwise not only the outsiders would be unhappy, but also the servants at home would be eccentric, and the servants' family members were happy.

A long time ago, everyone was poor and could only eat beans. Later, there was millet, which was better than beans. Gradually, rice and wheat were available. Beans were flatulent after eating, and the taste was not very good. the poor eat, the livestock eat,

Nowadays, beans seem to be rare again. Every household that has beans finds them out, drys them carefully, and queues up at the workshop jointly built in the village.

Some strong men work in the workshop, often the men in the village take turns.

The fresh soybean oil is really fragrant, and it tastes different from lard suet. The cooking taste is special, but no one dislikes it.

To say that the common people were only discussing the Immortal Noodles, who had recuperated their health because of the Immortal Noodles, and who was lucky enough to buy cucumbers, tomatoes, etc., that is to say, they couldn’t participate by themselves.

But now every household has beans, and when I go to the workshop with acquaintances to work for a few days, there will be soybean oil, bean dregs mixed with wild vegetables, and chickens.

The skinny corns at home looked fatter, grew faster, and laid eggs more diligently.

I can’t tell for a day or two. When the men in the village get together to chat, I suddenly find that the chickens in the family used to be reluctant to feed food, only wild vegetables. They are thin and lay few eggs. I'm not fat, I don't know how long it will take to buy some suet, the suet is about to go bad before I'm willing to finish it.

now what……

It's different, the days are getting better and better without knowing it, this is the happiest thing.

Brother Qing in Shanggu Village is known to everyone.It was at this time that Liu Yaoqing called out, fearing that everyone who heard it would come over and respond.

However, Liu Yaoqing, who did such earth-shattering things, didn't take it seriously at all, sitting on a small bench, watching Brother Zhezi weaving corn husks nimbly with his fingers, and after a while, shoes appeared.

There is also a small table in front, a large bowl of puffed popcorn, fragrant and slightly sweet, never tired of eating.

Picking up a piece of popcorn and stuffing it into Brother Zhezi's mouth, Liu Yaoqing gave it to herself to eat.

"The style should be more refined, and there are buckles to fasten it. Is it difficult?" Liu Yaoqing asked.

Brother Zhezi smiled and said, "It's not difficult, but it may take a little longer."

The straw sandals worn by the elders in the village are very rough, and a pair can be made in two days. Even if they are sold in the town, they are not bought. Every household makes them for themselves.

At this time, Zhezi’s weaving is different. The corn husks are soaked and are extremely flexible. The corners are rolled up. Although it is not smooth to the touch, it does not rub the feet. The style is more novel, as delicate as embroidered shoes.

After weaving one, Brother Zhezi put his hand inside and touched it back and forth, if there was any rough spot, he would press it down hard, after a thorough inspection, he turned around and lifted Liu Yaoqing's foot, and put it on for him to try.

"It feels better to take off the socks." Liu Yaoqing said.

"Try it with socks first." Brother Zhezi refused, put on the shoes and looked at them carefully.

Liu Yaoqing is a little taller, but her feet are not so long, they are small, but her heels are very round, very easy to touch.Brother Zhezi squeezed the front and back to make sure that the shoes he knitted were the most suitable, and nodded with satisfaction.

Liu Yaoqing just stood up and took a few steps, said: "It's more brisk, if it doesn't rain or snow, it's not bad to wear it for walking around the house."

"I'll make a few more pairs for Brother Qing." Brother Zhezi took the shoes and asked Liu Yaoqing to change them, "It's windy today, it's still a bit cold to wear these, change your shoes quickly."

"Brother Zhezi also wants to make it for himself, we have to wear the same one." Liu Yaoqing sat on the bench again, resting his chin with his hands, and looked at Brother Zhezi with a smile.

Pursing his lips, Brother Zhezi smiled and nodded.

The shoes they are wearing now are made by Mrs. Li, they are made of the same material, except for the different sizes, everything else is the same.

Confirming that corn husks can make more delicate shoes, Liu Yaoqing thought about it, and then asked Brother Zhezi to teach Su Qi and the others, as well as Brother Yu, Brother Xing, and the little fellows from the pancake workshop.

Anyway, Liu Yaoqing would never give away the shoes Zhezi made up.

"Brother Qing is still like soybean oil. You don't sell shoes. Will you ask everyone to make them yourself in the future? But this..." Brother Zhezi was a little puzzled. People in the village used to make straw sandals, but they didn't use corn husks.

Liu Yaoqing stretched out a finger and shook it lightly, seeing Brother Zhezi wanting to catch him and kiss him.

"Of course not. This kind of shoes will only be used as gifts in the future, and the ones weaved by yourself are the best." Liu Yaoqing had already planned that he would not leave Shanggu Village to work outside, but he knew Brother Zhezi's Identity, the matter of soybean oil was so smooth last time, why didn't he bother the emperor again?

I didn't send anything else this time, just some corn husks, two pairs of shoes, one for a man and one for a woman, and some illustrations.

County magistrate Du didn't get a thank you gift this time, but he didn't think it was a big deal. It was his duty to serve the royal family, and a thank you gift was superfluous.

When the emperor got the box, he thought there were some good things, but what he saw were corn husks and two pairs of shoes that didn't look surprising.Royal clothing is made by its own specialists, using the best materials, and the patterns are also regulated.

There is one more letter.

The emperor read the letter, thought for a while, and then made a decision.

When he was tired from reciting memorials, or when he was resting, he didn’t want to read a book, and he didn’t want to go outside to deal with Yingying Yanyan in the harem, so the emperor huddled in the main hall, looked at the drawings, and tried to weave straw sandals.

The close-knit father-in-law also called over. The drawing is too simple, and it looks like Zhezi's drawing at first glance.

Weaving straw sandals is actually not difficult, as long as the beginning is started, the rest is much simpler.

So one day when he went to court, the emperor suddenly appointed an old minister, who was a loyal and direct minister for life, loyal to the monarch and incorruptible. The emperor gave him straw sandals and told him to wear them at home every day.

The straw sandals can only be worn for a limited time, and they will always break. It is much better than rewarding other treasures, so that the descendants of heroes will not use the treasures bestowed by the emperor as a shield, and it will be difficult to clean up in the future.

But this intention is enough.

The Son of Heaven is No. 1 in the world, and he has always been superior. Why has he worked so hard to weave shoes by himself?

The old official got the shoes, and tears filled his eyes on the spot, trying to do it from his heart.This is not the emperor's casual praise, nor is it a random gift, but the emperor's heart.

This is a heart that is more important than the world.

The other ministers were naturally jealous, but they also envied the old minister, thinking that in the future, they would be more loyal to the emperor, do their errands more beautifully, and sooner or later they would get a pair of shoes.

There is also the subtle feeling of stepping on the emperor's feet. Although it is only an illusion, it is enough for the minister to feel at ease.

The emperor is still high above, but he is no longer separated from his courtiers by thousands of mountains and rivers, but he is so unattainable. The emperor's mind is really broad, and no one in the world can match it.

Within a few days, a little prince learned how to weave straw sandals and gave them to the emperor. This is filial piety.

The dignitaries in the capital followed suit one after another and went to the homes of corn farmers to buy corn husks.

At this time, there has been news from Shanggu Village that the price of corn husks has a range, and it cannot be too high or too low.

But anyone who buys corn husks thinks that Liu Yaoqing is really powerful, so corn husks are not worth storing up, and it doesn't matter if the price is high or low in private, as long as the general trend is under control.

It is filial piety for a son to weave straw sandals for his parents, and it is affectionate for his father and mother to weave straw sandals for his son.There are also gifts for loved ones, friends, and relatives.

Straw sandals are actually no different from calligraphy, paintings, treasures, etc., but they are fresh.

This thing has never been done before, it is only linked to gift giving, and the emperor takes the lead, whoever does not send straw sandals is like never hearing of immortal brew.

The people were also happy, thinking that the corn husks could only be burned if they could not run out, but they could sell them for money.

When the news from outside came back, Brother Zhezi sighed, "Brother Qing is the best."