"Zhu Lichang, please give me two streets, and I will also give you mung bean water."
Shopkeeper Xu, who had eaten a small garlic box together, explained the purpose of his visit, and he looked at People in Qiucun are full of people in Nanjing to deliver mung bean water, and they plan to do so as well.
He knows why his Fuhua Building can operate stably and what needs to be done must be done.
The head of the village waved his hand, "Originally, I wanted to do something in Xiaqiu Village. Since Shopkeeper Xu wants to do good, why not Shopkeeper Xu do it."
"What's the matter?" Shopkeeper Xu was very worried. Ask naturally.
"Shangyuan County and Jiangning County each have a nursing home. Tomorrow is the beginning of summer and we will send food to them. Xiaqiu Village originally planned to send egg custard to Fuhua Building"
I don’t want shopkeeper Xu to use extra manpower to deliver mung bean porridge on the street, which will waste time.
Xiaqiu Village can hire people specifically to do this. Even if Fuhua Building hires people, the organizational skills are not good, and it is guaranteed to be a mess.
"Yes, eggs, you can set eggs in the Beginning of Summer. Egg custard is good, egg custard," shopkeeper Xu said with a troubled look.
In his impression, egg custard is made by beating one or two eggs into a bowl and then steaming them in a pot.
He thought about the number of people in the nursing home and the need for many bowls. The key stove was not enough to steam dozens of bowls at a time. When should he start steaming
" Shopkeeper Xu put the eggs Bring it here, and use a big pot in Xiaqiu Village to steam six large pots at a time. You scoop it out like tofu and feed it to the people in the almshouse."
The village manager saw the difficulty of shopkeeper Xu, and asked him not to. It seems that Fuhua Restaurant is one of the best restaurants. In terms of cooking ability, only Guanglu Temple in Nanjing can rival Xiaqiu Village.
"Can't I just give you the money?" Shopkeeper Xu thought it would be great to ask Xiaqiu Village to help steam eggs, so he wanted to be lazy even more.
"I'll pick it up tomorrow morning." The manager looked at Shopkeeper Xu with disdain.
"Okay, okay" Shopkeeper Xu stood up and left with a smile, without asking how much it was.
Theoretically, there is no need to give this money. Last time, the headmaster took shopkeeper Song and others to Fuhua Building for dinner, but he did not give any money.
However, Fuhualou has to pay for the cooking wine, stock and oyster sauce when buying them from Xiaqiu Village.
At the beginning of summer, some people boil eggs for their families. When the weather is hot, they replenish their eggs. If possible, they will buy meat to eat.
You can't eat light food now. People are short of oil and water, and they need to rely on their bodies to resist when the weather is hot.
"This is tofu noodle." Zhu Biao came to Donghua Gate early in the morning to pick up food and saw a large basin that could be used to wash clothes. The stuff in it looked like tofu noodle.
"Tofu brain will be packed in a bucket. The tofu brain is baked. This egg custard is steamed. You can't steam it in a bucket."
Li Chang pointed to a covered piece. The lid of the basin said that there was also a bucket containing brine.
The bamboo basket next to it is filled with small twists as big as your thumb, and they are soft, plus the sweet and sour pickles and cucumbers made last night and the freshly made scallion oil thousand slices and other side dishes this morning. .
"Zhu Lichang, why?Zhu Biao looked at the too many things and wondered.
“I made too much. Everyone in the village will eat this today.” Yesterday Mr. Xu, the shopkeeper of Fuhua Building, came to explain the reason.
He was afraid that there would be no supply, so he asked the village to make more than 200 pots of egg custard and fifty barrels of braised pork.
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Shopkeeper Xu took away half of the egg custard and braised food, but did not take the pickles and staple food. Fuhua Building can make these two things.
Xiaqiu Village obviously cannot eat the rest. After that, I will send a bunch to the Prince of Qin’s house, and everyone in the house will eat it.
I will send a bunch to the library, and now I will naturally send a bunch to the Prince’s Palace.
Zhu Biao looked at the size of the basin and nodded understandingly, "Xiaqiu Village has a profound heritage. Where did we find many eggs?"
"There are duck eggs and goose eggs. What I sent to the Prince's Mansion are eggs." Soup, I'm afraid I won't be used to the taste of goose eggs and duck eggs. "The director said that we are also under a lot of pressure.
"Is there any left?" Zhu Biao agreed. He is familiar with eggs and will not eat other custards.
"Yes, there are two left." Shipenba won’t do so much next time. "The chief showed a look of distress.
"For the ministers to eat, there is usually no food in the morning, only one meal at noon. It used to be outside Fengtian Gate, but the etiquette was cumbersome and many people didn't want to bother.
Afterwards, we sent them to their respective places for official business. Why not add breakfast for them? Some people came over early and didn't eat. ”
Zhu Biao thought of a way to help Xiaqiu Village deal with the endless food.
The village chief immediately agreed and asked people to send the rest.
So today all the civil and military ministers of the dynasty ate the egg custard given by His Royal Highness. There was no twist, and there was no need to eat side dishes.
It was salty, so it was just right to eat with the egg custard.
p>Wang Guangyang looked at the bowl of egg custard in front of him and said to Hu Weiyong, "His Royal Highness actually gave me something good today. It's the beginning of summer."
He was very satisfied with the breakfast, and the eggs were Needless to say, the stew contains diced lean meat, diced carrots, diced cucumbers, fungus, Qianzhang silk, diced mushrooms, coriander and chopped green onion.
Hu Weiyong glanced at Wang Guangyang and said, "Your Majesty, it's true." Being considerate to your ministers is the blessing of Ming Dynasty. < /p>
Then someone said that Xiaqiu Village had done too much, and the craftsmen’s breakfast was already prepared, so there was no need for it, and the same was true for other hired workers.
Send a bunch to Prince Qin’s Mansion. The Prince's Mansion sent a bunch of them, including to the library, but there was still some leftover.
The pot could hold more than a hundred bowls. In the end, all the leftovers were given to the palace, not only to the officials, but also to the busy eunuchs and others. The palace maid also ate it.
But whoever dares to say this directly has to praise His Highness.
“After all, it’s food from Xiaqiu Village. Did Lu’er leave it for me? A bowl, and I brought a piece of bread to eat when I was hungry. ”
Wang GuangYang didn't care who gave it to him. Anyway, the food in Xiaqiu Village was good. He remembered that he still had some noodles.
I didn’t eat in the morning, so I ate a few bites when I was hungry, and I just brought Luer.
"Wang Cheng still has more braised pork. I can't finish it. I think I can eat it at noon. I won't worry about it getting cold if I keep it." Someone outside responded.
Hu Weiyong shouted, "Leave a bowl for me too."
He turned around and found fault, "The braised pork was not done well, it should have been filled with frangipani."
Others were silent and too lazy to talk to him, eating egg custard with frangipani sauce
On the second day of the Beginning of Summer, more big merchants began to give away things, learning from Xiaqiu Village and Fuhua Building.
The people enjoyed the welfare, but the people selling mutton soup and other soups, including tea, were unhappy.
Everyone else is running out to drink for free, who will spend it?
Fortunately, two days later, a heavy rain fell, and the people delivering things stopped. It will probably be cooler tomorrow.
There were several question books on Zhu Yuanzhang's desk. They were sent from Shandong, saying that it had rained a few days ago so that the people who were watering could take a rest.
It is also mentioned that this year’s production should not be reduced by much, at most half a percent. This is because some people have few people and land, and they cannot get water, and they are not willing to spend money to find help, thinking that it will rain again.
"It is better not to reduce production. I can't imagine what would happen if a local area suffered a large reduction in production last year after a drought, and another severe drought reduced production in Shandong this year."
Zhu Yuanzhang was afraid for a while that the people would not be able to eat. When you are full, you have to look for food everywhere. Many people will starve to death. Robbery and other things are normal.
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