In the years of ancient traders

After April [-]th, it will be the first month soon.

Song Shu ordered butter, beef and tripe from Yang Jian.

The Jia Dynasty founded the country on the basis of farming. Cattle can plow the land, and they are precious animals. Originally, they could not be slaughtered for meat.But Yicheng nominally submitted to the Jia Dynasty, but did not abide by many of its laws.It is much more convenient to eat some beef in Yicheng Qizhou.

"If it weren't for the fact that cattle can be raised here to eat meat, why would I come here?" Yang Jian asked Song Shu to go to his Zhuangzi to get the meat, and he would kill it immediately.His village occupies the entire hilltop, all with gentle slopes, full of alfalfa.

At a glance, there are at least twenty or thirty cows walking slowly among them.

Song Shu has always been surprised that although Datu County is still lively, it is far from a place that people like Yang Jian would favor.If you want to do business, it is obviously more lucrative to go to Jianghuai. Seeing these cattle today solved his confusion.

Guanzhong and Jianghuai are still under the control of the royal family. It is impossible to slaughter cattle and eat meat. The troops of the other Jiedu envoys are not strong. This strategy allows him to safely raise cattle and do business.

"This year, the land rent in the whole territory of Yicheng is free again, and it is maintained by some meager commercial taxes. Yin Dajiedu is trying to learn from the former Emperor Jing, and rule by doing nothing." When killing cattle, Yang Jian took him to the other side Waiting in the warm pavilion, talking about these things while drinking tea is not without ridicule.

The Jia Dynasty had nearly 200 years of troubled times before, and the previous dynasty Yang Jiankou mentioned was the dynasty that was 200 years ago.

"Young Master Yang thinks it's not right?" Song Shu still didn't like the tea, so Yang Jian's butler changed him to a cup of soy milk.

"Yin Rong's reckless man, he doesn't know how to govern the country, but he is just imitating." Yang Jian sipped his tea, "Wanghailou Fu's family has something to do with him, I advise you not to get too close to them, when the tree falls and the monkeys disperse." Yes, you are implicated for no reason."

Song Shu never respected Yang Jian because of his status, but he was a little moved when he was willing to say this.

"It's just that this rest and recuperation is not necessarily an imitation of Dongshi. I think Yin Jiedushi's approach is quite reasonable." In the early days of the previous dynasty, the world was settled, hungry people were everywhere, and the population dropped by half. Emperor Jing took no action to rule, except for tax cuts. Regardless, after two generations of emperors, a rich world was obtained.The current situation is actually somewhat similar, and there is nothing wrong with adopting such a strategy.

Not to mention anything else, when the news came that the land rent would be free, everyone in Xianghe Village rejoiced.As for the so-called commercial tax, some large merchants will pay a little bit, and no one cares about small merchants like them.

"The previous dynasty has been decided, of course it is appropriate, but Yin Rong has not yet won the world. This battle will have to be fought sooner or later. Now that the tax is cut, the army will not have enough food and grass at that time. Let's see what he uses to fight." Yang Jiandao, "It's a pity that I Once a fight breaks out in this cattle farm, I'm afraid it will be lost."

Yang Jian felt a little pity for his cattle. If it wasn't because he fell in love with it after eating beef by chance, how could he go to such a remote place to raise cattle in spite of his family's opposition.

Song Shu was noncommittal.Yang Jian's uncle is the prime minister of the court, of course he is on the side of the court, but as a humble citizen, the court rule is harsh, so he can still stay here comfortably in Yicheng, I only hope that Yin Jiedu will let them live for two more days Good day.

After the ox was slaughtered, Song Shu ordered beef suet, tripe, upper brain and eye meat, and Yang Jian gave him a bunch of ox bones, and sent a car to take him back.

As New Year's Eve approaches, Xianghe Village is full of joy recently.

In previous years, this was the most frowning time for everyone. They couldn't afford new clothes and meat. Seeing that the food was about to run out, the fields couldn't produce crops.But this year, they not only had a bumper harvest, but also made a lot of cash with the Song family, and the Jiedushi also ordered that the land rent be exempted.Those who want to slaughter pigs in the village don't have to sell their meat loads in the city. Just shout a few times in the village, and someone will come to exchange them with money and food.

A few days ago, the Soybean Oil Shop of the Song family launched soy sauce again.This thing is similar to Jiangqing, but it is much cheaper and more delicious. Many people have bought it.Mutton can keep out the cold, so many people use it to stew mutton, put it in a big pot, put it outside the house to freeze, and dig a bowl back when they want to eat it. It can be eaten for a long time.

"What do you eat for Chinese New Year?" Someone asked Liu Niang.

Song Shu has always been ingenious, and the villagers are very concerned about it. If Song Shu makes some novel food, maybe they will have a chance to make a fortune during the Chinese New Year.

"Brother said we want to eat hot pot." Sure enough, Liu Niang did not disappoint them, and immediately said something that no one knew.

"Hot pot? What's that?"

"Meat?"

Everyone is puzzled by the name, after all, hot pot is still a completely unfamiliar thing here.

"I don't know, my brother didn't say anything." Liu Niang said without any pressure.

On the other side, it was obviously New Year's Eve, and the steamed bun shop was closed, but Song Anan was still driving the donkey to grind flour.

When Song He passed by and saw it, he felt sorry for the donkey.

"Um... you should rest for a while." Song He said, he wanted to call the little general, but he was worried about revealing his secrets, so he could just call Anan. The word is temporarily replaced.

Song Anan whipped the donkey's butt again, and the donkey worked harder to circle the stone mill.

"Are you in a bad mood?" Song He guessed.

After Song Shu left in the morning, Song Anan got busy, carrying water for a while, chopping firewood for a while, as if he had gone to the mountains to practice kung fu for a while, and now he was driving a donkey to grind noodles.Although he has always been diligent, his family has enough water and firewood, and the steamed bun workshop is not open. It is not normal for him to do such unnecessary work.

Song Anan raised his hand, lowered it again, and threw the whip aside: "Eat grass."

Song He understood in seconds, quickly untied the donkey, and took it to rest in the shed at the back. If Song Anan kept enslaving him like this, he would starve and lose weight.

Song Anan left without saying anything. Song He was used to the little general's bad words, so he didn't take it to heart. He just wanted to talk to Song Shu when he came back. Maybe he would know why the little general was angry.

"Anan, come out and help!" The car Yang Jian sent to deliver Song Shu arrived at some unknown time, and Song Shu got off the car and yelled into the yard.Song He followed Song Anan to go home. After Song Shu yelled that voice, Song Anan's pace was obviously much faster.

"You're not at home." Song Shu glanced at Anan who had arrived, and then greeted Song He who was behind, asking them to help move things in.

"Is Chu Ning here?" Song Shu asked.

"Going home for the New Year." San Niang came out and said, "So many beef bones?"

"Well, make soup." Song Shu said, "There are also beef suet tripe and beef in the back."

Song Anan carried a large bag of beef, and walked into the kitchen regardless of the blood oozing from it.

Song Shu changed his clothes and went to the stove. He had bought other ingredients in advance, boiled the bottom ingredients today, and could have hot pot tomorrow on New Year's Eve.Cheng Erniang and the others also came to help, and Liuniang had already raised the fire, asking him what is hot pot while giving birth.

"It's delicious, you'll know tomorrow." Song Shu said.

Making the base material is a big project. He found a large pot, sliced ​​the suet and boiled it in the pot. After the oil was boiled, he picked up the butter residue, added a pile of minced garlic and minced ginger, and then put chopped chili.The butter was red and steaming hot, and the aroma of chili, garlic and ginger rose with the high temperature, stimulating the nerves of everyone in the kitchen.

"It smells good."

"Be careful, the oil is very hot." Song Shu stopped Liu Niang from getting too close, it's not fun to be smeared with hot oil.

After simmering for a while, Song Shu asked Sanniang to bring the peppers prepared in advance. Unfortunately, there is no beer here, otherwise the bottom of the pot will be more delicious after soaking in beer.After that came another batch of spices, fermented glutinous rice and icing sugar.At first, Song Shu thought that there was no rock sugar here, and was worried for a while, but later found that the icing sugar sold in the county was very similar to modern rock sugar, so he happily bought a lot of it.

"Brother, isn't it sweet with so much sugar?" Liu Niang asked.

"No, you can't taste the sweetness. Doesn't the chili pepper taste choking?" Song Shu said.

"Yeah." Liu Niang nodded.

"Adding icing sugar can make the taste softer, spicy but not dry." Song Shu said.

"But I want something sweet." Liu Niang said.

"Spicy, delicious." Song Anan didn't know when he had changed his clothes and walked in.

"Well...it's quite delicious." Liu Niang thought of yesterday's spicy chicken, but she still prefers sweets.

"Liu Niang prefers sweet ones? Brother next time, I will make chicken cakes for you. They are sweet and soft. You must like them." Song Shu said.

"Okay, okay!" Liu Niang was so happy that she forgot to care, and ran out to report the good news to Wu Niang Qilang.Song Anan squatted down resignedly, and lit the fire for the butter hot pot he was thinking of.

"Do you like sweet ones?" Song Shu asked suddenly.

Song Anan thought for a while and nodded.

"Here." Song Shu took out a piece of milk chocolate from the space, "Don't let them know." He blinked and continued to boil the bottom of his pot.

Song Anan looked at it for a moment, then stuffed the ugly brown thing into his mouth.The taste is very strange, not very sweet, a bit milky, but after eating, it feels very sweet.

On New Year's Eve, the hawkers who usually come and go in the village are going home to celebrate the New Year. Zhou's wife plans to put away the pretense of accommodation and hang it up after the year.

"Sister-in-law, can you still stay here?" A young man asked, he was carrying a bamboo box and dressed like a scholar.

Zhou's daughter-in-law put away her hand to hide the cover, and nodded hesitantly: "Are you going to stay at the hotel?"

"Yeah, I saw that you were going to accept a cover, so I thought you wouldn't let me go." The young man said.The cover is a signboard made of cloth, and there are restaurants and teahouses of all sizes. Zhou's daughter-in-law made this very simple, just hang a piece of green cloth on a bamboo pole, without a word. "Maybe I'll stay for a few days? I've disturbed you for the New Year's Eve. If you don't mind, besides the rent, I'll write you two words on this cover to make it clearer."

"Ah, it's fine to stay in the hotel, don't bother with the words, and no one in our small place can understand them." Zhou's wife said, she saw that the young man didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, and it was pitiful for a person who was born on the New Year's Eve to go out. He stayed.

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