In the years of ancient traders

If all the people in the village were brought back, the momentum would be too great. In the end, it was decided that Boss Guo and Accountant Li would follow Song Shu and the others back, and come back to pick up the rest after everything was settled.

The people in the village were very convinced of Boss Guo, and when he spoke, they all agreed.

Song Shu took them back and first settled in the house where he planned to build a soybean oil workshop.The wedge wood press made by Master Toppen is also basically finished.There is a big place there, and there is more than enough room for Boss Guo and Accountant Li.

When Cui Wuniang took the donkey to transport the steamed buns, Song Shu went back to the workshop and added two hundred for her.

"I gave it to them. It's good for sale or food," Song Shu said.

"Thank you."

"Be careful on the road." Song Shu patted Cui Wuniang on the shoulder and hurried back to the oil mill.

The settlement must be discussed with the village head. Song Shu thought about it and asked Liu Niang to go to the village head's house to spread the word. In the evening, Song Shu would be the host and invite him to Song's house for dinner.

When Liu Niang went, the village head happened to be at home.Liu Niang is usually lively and active, and there are few people in the village who don't know her. Besides, she is Song Shu's younger sister. This alone is enough for the village chief to deal with it with all his energy.

The village chief wanted to have a relationship with Song Silang a long time ago, so he dragged his young man to learn how to make steamed buns.Now that they have learned steamed buns, their family has also started a steamed bun business, but their relationship with Song Shu is still at the stage where he comes to ask for an abandoned house.The village chief also wanted to get in touch with him more, but he was doing business with either Wanghailou or Mr. Yang, both of which were more expensive than him, a poor village chief, so he weighed it up and gave up.

Unexpectedly, there was another village, and the household registration matter he mentioned earlier gave him a turning point.Song Silang actually wanted to invite him to dinner.

The village chief hurriedly called his wife back from the river, and searched through the boxes for clothes.

He cut a new dress during the Chinese New Year, and he hasn't worn it a few times. He is going to wear it to the Song family for a banquet.

In the afternoon, Song Shu took Song Anan to Yuexing City after catching up on sleep.On the way, he repeatedly ordered Song Anan to walk slowly, he didn't want to be out of breath again, and finally let someone carry him.

Yuexing City is indeed very lively, with vendors of all kinds surrounding the temple named Yuexing, and pilgrims come and go from time to time in the temple.

Song Shu was very happy shopping. He bought mutton, tomatoes, spinach and a bunch of chickens. After paying the money, he was handed over to Song Anan, and he walked around by himself, so leisurely.When they went back with their things, a villager saw him and asked him, but would you like to invite the village chief to dinner?

It's only been two hours, and everyone knows about it.

It doesn't matter if you invite the village chief, the key is that Song Silang invites you to dinner.

Everyone knows that Song Shu eats good food. This can be best explained by the few workers in the steamed bun workshop. They often try new dishes because of Song Shu's cooking.

What is Song Silang planning to do with the village chief this time?Song Liuniang, who is usually in charge of sound reinforcement, has been surrounded by her friends.

Song Shu made peace with the face, covered it with a layer of gauze to keep it awake, and planned to continue to take a short nap.Boss Guo, who was supposed to be recuperating, walked in, followed by accountant Li. "Let's help you with some work." Boss Guo also heard the rumor that Song Shu invited the village chief to dinner, and knew it was for them, so he thought that Song Shu must have had a hard time preparing, so he wanted to help out.

"Why don't you go and lie down?" Song Shu was surprised, and before he left, he asked Boss Guo for a doctor.

"It's okay, it's okay, the doctor said it's okay, just rest for a few days." Boss Guo waved his hands, rolled up his sleeves and got ready to work.

Of course Song Shu didn’t let the patient do anything, but Boss Guo insisted on doing so. He said that this kind of work is nothing, just letting him lie down is suffering, and Li accountant couldn’t persuade him. Finally, Song Shu had to let them watch and clean up. Tidy up the yard.He was really sleepy, so he went back to his room to catch up on sleep after explaining.

When I came out half an hour later, the whole yard seemed to be shining, and even the random piles of firewood had been split and neatly stacked by the wall.Walking into the kitchen, he left the wake-up dough untouched, and Liu Niang was instructing Boss Guo to clean up the ashes.

"These plant ashes can be used when making steamed buns, and they have to be cleaned up. If you want to eat steamed buns, you can exchange them with your family's plant ash." Song Liuniang talked endlessly, telling this big foreigner about their village's specialty - steamed buns .

Song Liuniang directed him around, but Guo Boss was not angry, and went about happily.

If his daughter who died young was still alive, she would probably be this old.

Song Shu had no choice but to let Boss Guo rest, he was still a patient after all.

Boss Guo refused, and followed Liu Niang to feed the chickens again.His naive look is completely different from when we first met in the morning, like a big obedient bear.

Song Shu lifted the gauze, picked up the dough, and sprinkled dry flour on the countertop.

When opening a farmhouse, Song Shu often has to prepare supper for the guests. There is no takeaway platform in the countryside, so he has to bring everything by himself.Sometimes when guests say that they are tired of self-cooked hot pot and instant noodles, he will serve them a bowl of hot noodle soup.Over time, the craft of ramen has become more and more proficient.

He kneaded the dough into long strips, pinched one end with his left hand, pinched the other end with his right hand and pulled it hard, then folded it back to the left hand, pinched the folded place with his right hand and pulled it back again, repeated this cycle several times, finally pulled both sides, and pulled it hard. With a flick of the table, a bundle of noodles is finished.

When Song Shu opened a farmhouse, soup was boiled in the store every day, sometimes chicken bones, sometimes pork bones, and occasionally beef bones, but now there is no one at home, so he had to choose a simpler method.

When the village chief arrived at Song Shu's house, the smoke was already rising from the kitchen. The little grandson took his hand and looked into the house curiously.

While pushing the door, the village chief taught his little grandson: "I will call for someone later, you are not allowed to eat with your hands, but with chopsticks, and you can't grab it. You can eat whatever is given to you."

Originally, the village chief didn't plan to bring him here, but the little grandson usually listened to Song Liuniang's words a lot, and was already salivating at the food of the Song family. If you are willing to let it go, you have to take a few sips if you say anything.

The village head had no choice but to bring him over cheekily.

"Ah Xiao is here too." Sanniang was drying clothes in the yard, and she smiled when she saw the grandparents and grandchildren, "Silang is in the kitchen, and the village head will sit in the house first."

"Hey." The village chief replied, pulling his little grandson into the main house.

The little grandson refused, and asked San Niang: "Sister San, Liu Niang said there is a chicken, can I have a look?"

There is only this little grandson in the village head's family, and everyone calls him Ah Xiao regardless of his rank.Maybe it's because the only child is too lonely, but he especially likes to play with the older children in the village, and he gets very close with the Song family, especially Liu Niang.

He is four years younger than Liu Niang, but he doesn't call her sister.

"Sister Six." The village chief reminded him.Sanniang waved her hand, saying that he and Liuniang had the best time, and that the child could be called whatever he liked.He also pointed to the direction of the chicken coop and asked him to go to the back of the east room to find Liu Niang.

Ah Xiao obediently thanked her, and ran away happily.

At this time, Song Shu came out of the stove and brought a large pot of lamb skewers that had just been grilled. The lamb was sizzling with oil and sprinkled with cumin.The smell of meat filled the courtyard.

"The village chief is here, it's almost ready to eat, let's try the mutton skewers first?" Song Shu handed out a skewer.

The village head had heard about this food, but he never had the chance to taste it. He heard that the nobles in Chang'an also like to eat roasted meat, but they don't have such a luxury in such a small place.

"Sister, too?" Song Shu asked Sanniang again, afraid that the village head would be embarrassed to eat alone.

Seeing that Sanniang also took and ate, the village chief didn't refuse, and took it from Song Shu's hand. The rich meaty smell made him crawl out greedily.But before eating meat, he still has something to say.

"Young Master Yang said that bed is very good, why don't you go and have a look?"

Mr. Yang was supposed to leave early today, but for some reason, he just sat in his yard basking in the sun.Mr. Yang lives in his house, and he spends a lot of money. The village chief doesn't mind it, and is willing to let him stay longer, but Mr. Yang doesn't seem very happy.

Song Shu was busy all day and all night, so he completely forgot about this.But Yang Jian's taste is not bad, he said it must be good, so it doesn't matter if you don't look at it.

Not long after, Song Anan came back, and Wu Niang and Qilang also came out of the West Room. Seeing that everyone was almost there, Song Shu invited them to dinner.

The soup base of the ramen is tomato egg drop soup, which is simple to make and full of flavor.Tomatoes are exotic, and there are not many ways to eat them here, and they can be regarded as a fresh food.

Ah Xiao saw Song's chicken, played with Liu Niang for a while, and ate mutton skewers, and was very happy.

At this moment, Song Shu and Sanniang brought bowls of hot soup. If it wasn't for someone else's house, he would almost slap the table and yell. With so many delicious foods, Liuniang's normal life is too happy up.

After the tomato and egg noodles were served, everyone at the table opened their eyes.

At this time, although there were already prototype soup cakes of noodles, they were much thicker and did not have the strength of noodles, so the taste was completely incomparable.

In addition, the steamed buns that have almost become the signature of the Song family, as well as the curd and fried spinach served with the steamed buns, not only Ah Xiao, but also the village head were full of praise.Boss Guo and Accountant Li, who had come into contact with Song Guyshi for the first time, were both speechless.

They had never eaten this hot, smooth and chewy soup cake. Song Silang said it was called ramen, and the curd, which looked inconspicuous, was salty and fresh, and it was delicious when paired with white steamed buns.Even something as common as spinach has been given a new idea by Song Silang. He said that it was simmered with the leftover chicken broth from the previous day.

Hey, chicken soup, for cooking vegetables?It's really luxurious, but the taste is first-class.

Boss Guo and accountant Li couldn't help eating a lot, and even added a bowl of noodles. Fortunately, Song Shu prepared enough.

Such a large family is full of food and drink, and there are a lot of bowls and chopsticks. Boss Guo and Accountant Li took care of the cleaning work, and Ah Xiao and Liu Niang followed them to do it together. It really feels like a lively family.

Song Shu talked to the village head about the resettlement of Boss Guo and others.

During the meal today, the village head had already met Boss Guo and accountant Li, and he had a very good impression of them.Now the population of each village is insufficient, and the higher-ups are also very anxious.You know, a large population means good political performance, and in recent years, due to conscription and famine, the number of strong laborers has decreased, and many families have moved with their families, leaving empty houses behind.

If people like Boss Guo can settle in Xianghe Village, then Xiangzheng will be very happy, and he, the village head, is also honorable.

"But the land is a problem." The village chief said, "They are all foreigners. They have to become customers first. Customers don't divide the land. They will only become the main households after three years. This is the order of Yin Jiedushi. I'm afraid it will be difficult to accommodate."

These people are all farmers. If farmers have no fields, what will they do for a living?The village chief himself was born in a farming family, and even though he has started making steamed buns now, the work in the field has not been relaxed.After all, the land is their greatest reliance.

Song Shu was born in a modern commercial society, so he doesn't think so, and he knows that even in the agricultural era, in an economically developed dynasty like the Northern and Southern Song Dynasty, there are still a large number of people who make a living by working or doing business, and farming is not the only hope .

It is a bit troublesome to explain this to the village chief. Song Shu thought for a while and said: "I am preparing for the next workshop recently, so let me tell you first. Difficult to solve."

"But if these people's livelihoods are all on you, it's too heavy." The village chief said.

Of course Song Shu knew that if he did this, his oil mill business would directly affect the lives of these people, but that was the only way to go.Isn't there a saying that with great power comes great responsibility. He traveled with modern technology and ideas, perhaps to help the tens of thousands of people who are struggling with food and clothing.

At night, Yang Jian got into the carriage home with a stomach full of anger, and the brown-tied bed was carefully fixed on another cart to accompany him.

He waited all day, expecting the poor boy to come and ask anxiously if he had slept all right.He has already figured out how to sell it, let the poor boy scratch his heart and lungs, and then scare him severely, saying that the bed is not easy to sleep, and the business is blown.

He really wanted to admire Song Silang's anxious appearance.

However, this bastard didn't show up all day!

Ya is busy treating foreigners, busy treating the village head to dinner, and no one has ever cooked tomato egg noodles before even giving him a bowl!

Mr. Yang was very angry and tore the silk pillow in the carriage to pieces.

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