Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

Lin Yuan doesn't know how to boil sugar. He first squeezes out the juice from the fruit, then puts it into a pot and cooks it slowly on low heat. After the gurgling becomes sticky, turn off the heat and let the temperature drop naturally—the result is more like honey. Thick and sweet enough, but not lumpy like brown and white sugar.

Such syrup is not easy to carry or store, but it is enough now when there is a lack of sugar

The charcoal that has been burned has also been put into use, but it cannot forge steel, and the temperature is still not enough.

All charcoal burners are disappointed. How to find coal is the most important thing.

But the good news is that Yang Zian has found soil that can be used to burn bricks, and charcoal just works. Smoldering in a brick kiln, the clay bricks that are fired are dark yellow. Although the size is not standardized, they are indeed usable.

The new batch of people who were bought in have been working in the fields during this period of time. Some of them are particularly weak, so they went up the mountain to pick with the women. They adapted very well. To be precise, they should be very good.

It made the people who followed Brother Dao and Yang Zi'an very puzzled.

Someone asked them: "Aren't you all afraid?"

Those people replied: "Why should you be afraid? There is someone who can do everything!"

The big deal is to be sold again. I just hope that if I am sold next time, I will meet a good owner.

They haven't had a full stomach for a long, long time.

Now that I have whole grains to eat, even if it's just bean dregs cakes, I'm happy if I can fill my stomach.

"When we came over, everyone said that if we couldn't sell it, we would have to throw us away." Someone felt concerned, "Otherwise the food would be wasted."

"While on the road, those people sell their daughters as long as they have a pot of beans."

"Even old wives are sold. I saw one. No one bought his old wife, so he left her in the market and never went back."

"When the old wife was taken away, she was still thinking about her man and her child."

Someone said tremblingly: "There are also people next to us who sell their teeth, and there is a person inside who smothered several people together to death."

"Many people do this, and if there are fewer people, the chances of being bought are greater."

Those who listened to them got goosebumps.

"How good we are now." Someone in the newcomer exclaimed, "The owner said that there is a lot of charcoal, and charcoal is burned in winter. It has less smoke and is more resistant to burning than firewood."

"There are also clothes, I saw them, they are bulging, and they are warm at first sight."

"There is a bed to sleep in! I have never slept in a bed a few times in my life!"

Everyone asked: "You don't usually sleep in bed, where do you sleep?"

The man laughed and said, "I used to look after the stables at the master's house, and I slept there. In winter, I slept under the horse's belly to keep me warm."

"Have you ever raised a horse?"

"That's amazing. I've seen high officials riding horses, and those ladies riding in carriages. I haven't even touched a horse's butt."

The man smiled proudly: "I know how to raise horses. I know what my horses like to eat. When a mare gives birth to a calf, I can also deliver the baby."

"Then why are you still sold?"

The man's expression became depressed: "The master's family fled and threw me away."

"Then why did you fall into Ren Yazi's hands?"

The man beamed with joy again: "I saw someone passing by, and asked if it was a tooth, so I got in."

Everyone: "..."

Does this work?

"You don't know, people don't accept people anymore." The man whispered, "Now it can't be sold. The wilderness is full of people. If you have something to eat, go with them. Who will buy people?"

The man let out a long sigh of relief: "If it weren't for the boss, we would definitely have to be driven to the wilderness."

"Where is the good life now?"

Those who came with him nodded wildly.

"I really hope my boss will live a long life."

"Yes, my master is a living Bodhisattva."

"After I gave birth to a son, the son's son will all work for the boss!"

These people have arranged for their children and grandchildren.

The construction of the city wall quickly started, and almost everyone started to mobilize. After the work in the field was reduced, walls began to be built around Zhuangzi. The substitute for cement was a kind of soil mixture, which was also very firm after drying. It's just not as smooth as cement, so Lin Yuan asked someone to make a cart, but it's made of wood, much bulkier than iron, and it's not convenient to push, but it's more efficient than carrying it.

Sometimes it is pushed by people, and sometimes it is pulled by oxen and donkeys.

When winter came, the city wall was only one-third full, but the speed was fast enough for Brother Dao and the others.

On the day of Lidong, Lin Yuan ordered people to slaughter more than 20 bamboo rats. After the stew, everyone would get some meat. The bamboo rat meat was stewed with tofu and sauerkraut, and there was cabbage in it. From the eyes of the people in Zhuangzi, this is simply the food that ordinary people can only have during the Chinese New Year.

Also on this day, Zhu Chongba found Lin Yuan.

Now, like Brother Dao and the others, he has to build the city wall. He is young, and his body has become much stronger after eating to keep up. His arms are as thick as Lin Yuan's thighs-Lin Yuan comforted himself that his body is only 16 Zhu Chongba is almost twenty years old.

What's more, boys develop slowly, and they can still jump up when they are twenty.

"You want to find coal and iron?" Lin Yuan looked at Zhu Chongba incredulously, "Do you know what's going on outside?"

Go out to look for it alone, so what if you find it, how can you pull it back by yourself?

Zhu Chongba said seriously: "I have discussed with Brother Dao, Brother Dao will go with me, but I have to take some people away."

Lin Yuan thought for a while, but still didn't agree: "I want to think about it, we don't have weapons, what if you run into danger when you go out?"

He never wanted to hear of death again.

Even if this is Zhu Chongba, even if this is the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Lin Yuan doesn't think he will have any special aura.

After all, Zhu Chongba in history should have set off for Huangjue Temple by now.

Zhu Chongba had clearly made up his mind. He said, "Even if we stay in Zhuangzi all the time, we still don't have weapons. The city walls are just barriers. Once someone really wants to break in, we don't have weapons. We're just a turtle in a jar."

Lin Yuan fell silent, and after a while he said hoarsely, "I know."

He clearly knew this, but he also clearly knew that there was an 80.00% chance of sending someone out to die.

Lin Yuan pondered for almost half an hour before he said with difficulty: "Go, you and Brother Dao will watch the selection, don't hold on, and run away when you encounter danger."

Zhu Chongba smiled, showing his big white teeth, taking advantage of his darker skin: "I know."

They are not soldiers, and they are not going out to fight. As long as they can save their lives, they must try to save their lives as much as possible.

Lin Yuan said: "I will give you money and food, and you must come back safely."

Zhu Chongba: "Master, you are really a living Bodhisattva."

Lin Yuan jumped up and knocked Zhu Chongba on the head: "Have you ever seen a Bodhisattva as young as me?"

Zhu Chongba laughed out loud, he forgot that his master was not as young as the weak crown, and was a little younger than himself.

Although the person is small, the heart is not small.