Use mobile phones to teach the ancients to do infrastructure

After Gan Xin fished out the vermicelli from the pot, he was the first to serve a bowl to his grandfather.

"This bowl is the most delicious, hot and sour powder, I can even drink the soup clean, Chen Xiaobu is even better, he can lick the bowl, it is as clean as if it has been washed."

Chen Bai covered his forehead a little, this guy really thought he was asked to be the cook to cook vermicelli in the Golden Palace?

Fortunately, this guy hasn't forgotten his business, and bowls of vermicelli with different soups are distributed to Baiguan.

Everyone was a little dazed. They didn't expect that a simple meal could make so many tricks?

On the Golden Palace, today is indeed a bit unique, and everyone wants to try the taste, after all, it is related to how much it can be sold for.

The morning courts of Daqian are very early, and some people go to court hungry because they are too late.

When the hot vermicelli is sucked into the mouth, the unique smooth and strong taste makes people's eyes shine.

The seemingly cheap ordinary food is actually very delicious, even if it is served on the dining table of the nobles, it seems to be enough.

In addition, the cooked vermicelli looks pretty good looking at the mountains, and it is not out of the ordinary when placed in various soups.

"Clean, delicious, easy to eat, and full stomach after eating."

They saw clearly how Gan Xin cooked the vermicelli just now, the method is very simple, it seems that it only needs a pot of hot water.

It's much simpler than other dishes, and it's much more filling.

This is doomed, it can be widely circulated, which is very important.

Just like besides corn, there are actually some other grains in various countries, but they just don’t become popular, why?A large part of the reason is that it is too troublesome to make food, and there is no corn to satisfy.

In addition, it is known that it can be stored for a long time just by its appearance.

The Golden Palace immediately began to discuss, "In this way, the problem we were worried about has been solved."

"This potato is really auspicious for my big work."

There was a lot of discussion and it was extremely lively.

Of course, I don’t forget to eat the vermicelli in the bowl, and I don’t miss the soup. First, it’s shameful to waste food, and second, it’s so early in the morning, a bowl of warm vermicelli is surprisingly comfortable.

They were all thinking, how about eating this in the morning too, which is fast and does not delay the time to go to court at all.

Gan Xin was still there with his mouth open, smiling, "It's a pity that there are no chopped green onions. Our green onions are still sprouting in the greenhouse. It's a pity to pick them. Otherwise, sprinkle a few chopped green onions and it will taste better. The soup is full of the smell of chopped green onions." ..."

As if to make up for this regret, Gan Xin was busy there again, "I'll make you a pair of spiked potatoes."

Their potatoes are full of treasures, and their college classmates have recently become obsessed with Spike potatoes, so he has to show his hand.

Chen Bo: "..."

Well, let him be fooled. When he grows up, he will see if he will hide his face and run away when he thinks of the things he did in the Golden Temple when he was a child.

Of course, Gan Xin didn't think about this now, he finally learned how to make Spike potatoes, and he didn't show his skin itching.

When bowls of spiked potatoes cut like gears and mixed with various delicious seasonings were served in front of everyone, it was as if they had discovered a new world.

They have actually eaten potatoes themselves, even if they are simply boiled, the taste is particularly fragrant.

I just didn't expect to be able to eat like this?

Spike potatoes, a street food, are so popular, of course, because of its taste.

Chen Bo couldn't help sighing that potatoes are a good thing.

Let alone other people, he kept saying, "So auspicious, so auspicious."

When I first planted it, I only valued its yield, and it could solve the most basic food problem of Daqian. I didn't expect that there would be so many surprises.

For the rest of the time, Gan Xin had nothing to do, and he ate there with a bowl of potatoes very happily.

Chen Bo and the others began to discuss the production and sale of fans.

"Looking at the situation in various countries, there will still be a shortage of food for a long time, so I propose to build vermicelli factories in various places, that is, workshops, to mass-produce vermicelli."

"One is, no matter how much we produce, I'm afraid we won't have to worry about selling it."

"Second, you can also do it when you need it."

Chen Bo didn't explain this unforeseen need, but everyone understood that with the current chaos among the countries, once there is a war, it will definitely affect farming. If they are involved in a war, they can also be used as food reserves, and even the convenience of vermicelli can be used as food. Military rations are all available.

Of course, this premise is to establish workshops in various places.

"It is time-consuming and labor-intensive to transport potatoes, so it is better to make them locally."

"It's not that we have newly accepted Lu people, and many displaced Lu people have heard the news. It happens that these new people can be used to develop our industry."

In ancient times, there was a very sharp contradiction. To be strong, a country needed a population, but every country was poor and could not support the excess population, which resulted in the sparse population in ancient times.

Chen Bai's words suddenly made Baiguan see something deeper.

The population they are working on is increasing, and what is even more valuable is that they can provide things to do for these increasing population, allowing them to support themselves.

Once Daqian really accommodates these increased populations without any burden, the national strength will definitely increase greatly.

This alone has to make people think seriously.

The first one to speak was Mr. Gan, "I think this method is feasible. I have made great efforts to accommodate the people of Lu State. This is the first of its kind. I was a little worried that something uncontrollable would happen, but now there are workshops for them. The living conditions, allowing them to live a peaceful life, I think it is the best choice to kill two birds with one stone."

"I work hard for the common people. Those who are willing to farm the land, and those who are willing to enter the workshop, can have the means to make a living, and they can live and work in peace."

Then Chen Bo presented the craft of making vermicelli.

This is an ancient production process, but it is also simple.

Everything is very logical.

By the time of the next dynasty, it has basically been finalized, and the responsible officials in various places have also been properly arranged.

Of course, Chen Bo can't be the hands-off shopkeeper, he still has to be the preliminary supervisor.

Gan Xin shook his calf, "Brother Bai, do they really like our vermicelli?"

Chen Bo nodded, more than liking it.

Gan Xin smiled crookedly, "I'll make an appointment with Chen Xiaobu later, we decided to set up a stall on the side of the road in No. [-] City in the World. I sell vermicelli and he sells spiked potatoes."

Chen Bo: "..."

Well, this baby is estimated to be able to play for a long time.

But Gan Xin didn't seem to feel that his behavior was inconsistent with his official uniform.

Is it the best advertisement to sell vermicelli on the side of the road in Shangqing?There must be a lot of onlookers at that time, maybe all the historians will have to make a note.

As for whether Gan Xin will make a black face and ask those historians to delete the records when he grows up, he doesn't know.

At least for now, Gan Xin is happily planning for his roadside spread. It is estimated that in his heart, it is more important than going to court.

The first vermicelli workshop established by Chen Bai was just outside Shangjing, and those who were in charge of vermicelli workshops in various places also came to learn.

It's no small credit for this matter to be done, and they can't help but not care about it. Besides, as long as they pay a little attention to this credit, it is already in the palm of their hands.

The day the workshop was built also heralded the establishment of the first formal factory in Dagan.

Environmentally friendly and hygienic, such a factory can provide jobs for many people.

On the day of recruitment, the conditions offered were clearly written.

When a sensible person calculates, it is not worse than farming.

This is very surprising, because in the concept of ordinary people, the concept that farming can survive is deeply rooted.

Of course, people who are used to farming must hesitate, after all, it is like a new thing.

But there is no shortage of workers ready to enter.

The workshop was soon up and running.

Because the crafts of various positions are well-designed, there will be no troubles at all in operation.

Batches of vermicelli were produced, neatly cut into long and short pieces, and tied into handfuls with a rope.

When showing these finished products to all the officials, to be honest, the neat amber strips are refreshing.

A handful and a pile, the feeling is completely different.

This joy flows in the hall.

Then, workshops in various places were established one after another, and those potatoes that did not know how to store were also made into vermicelli.

At the same time, the envoys of Dagan also set off separately, bringing batches of vermicelli to various countries.

Of course, there were a few small problems during this period.

Qi Zheng specially called Chen Bo to the palace.

"The potato dregs left over from making vermicelli can't be stored for a long time. Now people make these potato dregs into cakes every day, but they can't finish them. I don't know how to dispose of them. What do you think?"

Chen Bo looked at Qi Zheng cautiously.

Potato dregs made into cakes to eat

In his opinion, the slag that has been stripped of its essence has no nutrition at all.

Chen Bo looked at Qi Zheng tentatively, "How about we dig a hole and bury them in the ground? Let me tell you, this is good fertilizer, which will ensure that the land will be fertile next year."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Zheng's face turned dark, "What are you talking about?"

Actually... actually suggested to him to bury food in the ground as fertilizer?

If this word got out, those old officials in the court would probably be so angry that they would lie down on the ground and die suddenly.

Qi Zheng thought, thanks to him asking in private, if he really asked in court, Chen Zifu would answer the same way, it would really kill someone.

Not to mention those historians, I am afraid that they will write down some amazing words that will be passed down for generations.

From time to time, this Chen Zifu would suddenly show a little bit of trouble.

Chen Bo spread his hands, "Then what should I do? I can't even eat it, and I can't force it into my stomach."

"Besides, if you want to save the bean dregs, it's a waste of land. There will only be more and more bean dregs."

Qi Zheng glanced at Chen Bai, "Go and persuade those old officials, but let me remind you, you'd better put on your armor and put on a few more layers."

Chen Bo: "..."

What a great fertilizer, really.

But there is no way, he is used to living in poverty, if he really insists on using it as a fertilizer, it is estimated that someone will jump around and block the door of his Tingwei Mansion every day.

Chen Bo frowned, "How about we make a compromise?"

Qi Zheng looked at Chen Bai.

Chen Bo took a step back very carefully, because he was afraid of being beaten for what he said next.