Farmer’s Blessed Girl

What Wu Wu Lang didn't know was that when he took the order for the eggs from the palace, Zhou Man and the others had succeeded in half of their experiments. The people who had been vaccinated began to develop acne, and the average amount of acne was not large, except for very few people. , Everyone's acne volume is between one and six.

Seventy-eight percent of people have a low-grade fever, and the remaining 22 percent have a high fever, but it is currently under control.

When the news came back to the imperial city, everyone was overjoyed, including the emperor.

Because the anger of finding that the money in his inner treasury had been embezzled by his subordinates was not small, he even dealt with the series of people who were found out more gently. Then ask for guilt.

Due to poor supervision, Tong Nei Shi was also deprived of his official position and released from the palace, but the queen remembered that he had worked hard for many years, so he allowed him to take his personal luggage.

Gu Zhong personally went to stare at him to pack his things, and let him turn a blind eye and put some more things in his luggage.

The inner servant's godson carried the big bag and the small bag on his back, and helped the inner servant to go out.

Gu Zhong glanced at the little boy's maid, and said to the boy's maid, "It's a blessing to have such a son by your side at your age."

The servant boy coughed softly: "Thank you for raising your hand."

He smiled coldly and said: "Gu's inner servant is not too young, and it is time to prepare for the future. I don't know if your two apprentices have my son's filial piety."

Gu Zhong smiled slightly, "Thank you, Master Tong, for your suggestion."

He stretched out his hand and gave him a handkerchief, and said, "If you go to Huangzhuang, you can find a way to see the imperial doctor Zhou, but it may not be able to cure your disease, but it is possible to make you walk more comfortably in the last days. "

The servant boy glanced at the handkerchief that Gu Zhong handed over, smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to take it, and stuffed it into his arms.

Because a group of people have been dispatched in the palace, the newly appointed stewards are more cautious. The things that Wu Wulang brought are not top-notch, but they are definitely not bad.

Considering his relationship with Zhou Man, they were a lot tolerant towards him.

And because the previous batch of stewards were replaced, the Zhuangzi who provided these agricultural products before were also implicated to some extent. Even if there was no guilt, some of them were replaced. At this time, it was the people who were in urgent need of supplies.

If you don’t give Wuwu Lang, you have to give it to others. In this case, it’s better to sell Zhouman one.

You must know that Zhou Man's popularity in the palace is very good, not only to please the empress, princes and princesses, but also many people who are in favor of her.

At the right time and place, Wuwu Lang quickly took over the cost of eggs in the palace. The supply was once every three days, and the amount was not very large. At least now Zhuangzi can provide it, and he is also looking for some farmers to cooperate with them. They take eggs there and feed them to the palace.

Wu Wulang, Zhou Dalang and others discussed, "But this is not a long-term solution. I think this chicken should be raised by itself."

Zhou Dalang also nodded, "Yes, eggs in the capital are expensive now. You buy them from outside for two cents apiece, and then sell them to the palace for two cents. What did you earn?"

He said: "The farmland that was allocated last year is not very far from our Zhuangzi. There are more than ten acres of dry sandy land there. I can only grow beans, but I'm afraid it won't be very productive. Free up the ground to plant some vegetables and beans, and then all of them will be used to raise chickens, and the chicken coop will be built on the side."

Qian Shi, who had been sitting there listening to their discussion, suddenly said, "If you keep chickens together, you will get sick."

Zhou Dalang: "Isn't Man Bao a doctor? Let her prescribe medicine for the chicken."

Qian: "...Man Bao is a man who treats people, but can't treat animals, right?"

However, the old Zhoutou said, "If our cows in eight villages are sick, wouldn't they also ask Old Doctor Lu to get medicine? I think so."

Even Wuwu Lang nodded and said, "Yes, people can eat chicken and duck. I think it's almost the same. Then I'll find Man Baozhi."

Old Zhoutou also felt that he could not work in vain, and said: "Since you want to do it, you should discuss it with the tenant farmers who rented the land. When that time comes, they will do the work, or we should hire someone else, and , the chicks should also be ready, and the chicks can go out to forage on their own when it's hot."

Zhou Dalang immediately said: "I will discuss with the tenants in Zhuangzi when I go back, and let them hatch the eggs and raise them when the weather is hot."

Wu Wulang immediately said: "Big brother, go to a few villages in Yongzhou to find them. If you have eggs, buy more eggs. Now not only the palace, but also the Huangzhuang."

"Hey, isn't it that people who say pox don't eat fishy, ​​have stopped eggs?"

"Another group of people have been selected. Recently, they are taking care of their health. I heard that they will start getting pox after about ten days."

Zhou Dalang thought for a while and said, "Then I'll ask a few businessmen. They walk the streets and alleys, and they must know which village has more eggs."

Now that the first month of the month has passed, the cost of eggs must be less and less, and the price in Yongzhou has dropped.

Old Zhoutou said, "You just keep chickens? Don't you keep some ducks?"

"Father, the newly allocated work field has little water and is far from the river, so it's not easy to raise ducks."

"Then you can raise pigs. I don't think pork in Beijing is cheap now."

"I don't really want to raise pigs," said Wu Wulang, "I've already inquired about it. The masters in the palace seldom eat this pork. Most of this meat is eaten by the maids and servants. The emperor's family loves to eat mutton and beef. and chicken."

The old Zhou head tapped him on the head: "The emperor only has one stomach. How much money can you make by serving his stomach? But there are thousands of people eating in this palace. If you can take over part of the pork business, How much can you earn then, will it be settled?"

"But……"

"But what is it? Anyway, if you sell your own pigs, you sell them to take-out, but don't you sell them in the palace?" Old Zhou Tou said, "You don't have to worry about selling them after you have raised them. Where does the good thing come from..."

Wu Wulang muttered: "But Dad, pigs eat a lot, and it's too difficult to raise. A pig needs to be raised for a year, and the supply to the palace is provided every day. Where can I find pork for them?"

"I bought it from the market at the market price and sold it to the palace at the market price, and I changed hands. If I don't make a penny, I have to put money in."

The old Zhoutou said: "Then you raise the pig first, and then you can sell it in the palace. If you can't do it, you can sell it outside. We also have a restaurant in our house. In short, there is no shortage of places to go."

Friday Lang thought it was true, so he looked at Zhou Dalang.

Zhou Dalang: "...Okay, let's see where the pigsty is built, but if you raise too many pigs, you will get sick."

Old Zhoutou: "Looking for Man Bao, she can even cure chickens, and naturally she can also cure pigs."

He said: "You are lazy, and you dislike raising pigs is hard and tasteful, don't think I don't know."

Brother Zhou Dalang: ...why do you ask for it now that you know it? And, in terms of laziness, who is the laziest?

Both Zhou Dalang and Wu Wulang felt that it was because the old Zhou Tou didn't have to do this, so he was so able to command.

Qian Shi also glanced at Lao Zhou's head, and after successfully making him lower his head, he said to his two sons, "There is no hurry to raise pigs, you can get your chickens done first."

Zhou Dalang's father, son and brothers all breathed a sigh of relief.

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