Bring The System To Datang

The next day, overcast and north wind.

In the whistling wind, the entire Chang'an City seemed to be recounting the things in Pingkang Fang.

A poem, as long as someone knows a few words, he will try his best to find someone to ask and recite it.

Ordinary people are still busy, no matter how good the poem is, it has nothing to do with them, so they can’t afford to eat.

There are fewer woodcutters who send firewood to the city every day. Normally, the firewood is fired for two to three days and then transported to the city once.

Now it’s two to three days to drive firewood. Once you transport it, you will no longer drive firewood, but will help transport coal.

Most people in the city started to burn coal, which is more resistant to burning than firewood.

Then small mud chimneys were erected, and firewood was used to ignite coal.

Light a soft firewood first, then put in a few chopped firewood, wait for the chopped firewood to burn, and add the coal.

There was smoke in the morning and smoke in the afternoon. No one felt the air pollution.

"Song De, prepare to give porridge." Li Yi put on a thin cotton trousers and a leather coat, standing outside, feeling the bitterness of the cold wind, and said to the steward.

"Are you with the temple?" Song De asked.

There are many temples in the city, and activities are held every ten days. The women of Pingkangfang will participate, and literati and ink guests will also go there.

If the green and yellow are not in contact with the winter, they will serve the porridge once every ten days.

"No, ask them to help transport coal and billets. People who are disabled or sick don't need money. All others will be paid for by work."

Li Yi didn't want to study temples, and temples are better for scholars than for ordinary people.

In case a scholar gets out of his head, there is something in the temple, he always has to read about it.

Ordinary people who have no place in Chang'an Life can only inquire about news every day.

Today, the temple in this square is serving porridge, hurry up to line up, and change the place tomorrow.

A bowl of porridge, even if it is thicker, lasts for a day, it can't work, it's cold, and the body consumes more calories.

"Got it." Song De nodded.

Li Yi strolled around, to the side of the harvested rice field.

After harvesting rice and crabs this year, no other crops were planted, so it was too late.

He didn't even plan to plant. The rice fields were soaked in water, and some of them were covered with thin ice.

Just refill it, and then put the fertilizer in it and turn it together next year, and then plant the rice.

"Next year's forest frogs and crabs can be fully rolled out, but the output of Chinese cabbage is not high enough. Sinong Temple..."

Li Yi said to himself, wanting to accuse Sinong Temple of not cultivating new seeds in a timely manner, and he felt that it was not a problem with a department of Sinong Temple.

Walking along the ridge, there is a large group of people in front, where they used guillotine knives to hack the straw, wheat stalks, and bean stalks.

The guillotines are small in size and can be used to feed livestock with other materials.

Others weave curtains, or transport wheat stalks and bean stalks to Zhuangzi from other places, and then exchange some millet back.

He watched others work, and Li Chengqi came with a group of guards.

"Brother Yi, there are so many people on your side, do you work in other villages?" Li Chengqi discovered the situation.

Nearly a thousand people were working there, and he was puzzled.

"They are all hidden." Li Yi told the truth.

"Hidden? Why did you come here?" When Li Chengqi heard the hidden person, his face was not good, and the hidden person could not receive tax.

"Because I asked the steward to tell me that there is always work in winter, so I can set up a shack, and naturally I can't go to the cafeteria to eat."

Li Yi tells the reason.

"Hidden households do not have a place of origin. Some of them put the land in other people's homes and rent them out.

Then they don't do any official tasks, usually looking for people from the same clan to send them to them.

Others were stricken and sick, and the land was sold.

The land is gone, so I will pay the rent and change the place.

Naturally, those who are looking for work near Chang'an are those who have lost their permanent assets and do odd jobs everywhere.

Summer is easy, but winter is hard.

I am short of manpower, and cheap labor is available. "

Li Chengqi listened to recall: "It's so? Brother Wei always thought they were lazy."

Li Yi didn't want to talk about this issue again, how could the emperor's relatives know the life of the lower class?

"Brother Yi, why don't you ask them to transfer or re-naturalize." Li Chengqi thought of a good idea, at least he thought it was good.

"Then I will be responsible for their rent adjustment?" Li Yi asked.

"Uh!" Li Chengqi stuck.

He changed the subject: "There are so many people who still have work to do when it gets colder?"

"I can find work for as many people as possible. In winter, I call them women's darn, men's transport, and children sell newspapers.

Those who know how to engrave, or those who are clever, engrave for me, I have good ink, and I want to print newspapers.

Newspapers also make money, and there are more literate people in Chang'an than elsewhere.

I want to build a big paper-making workshop. There is a shortage of people and there is a shortage of people. "

Li Yi introduced the things to do in Zhuangzi in winter, and he was very busy.

"The newspaper is the Dibao? For my brother, I can get the details of the Dibao everywhere." Li Chengqi naturally thought of the Dibao.

Li Yi was taken aback. Can the red-head document be printed out for the people to see?

"No, brother, this newspaper is different from Di Bao, it's an entertainment newspaper."

Li Yi hurriedly refused. Collecting information on the exchanges between the imperial court and various places is a crime of espionage, right?

"When it is finished, I must let my brother look at it first." Li Chengqi couldn't figure it out, and said, pulling up Li Yi's sleeve to see the hidden households working.

In the place where the guillotine is, the hidden households put a wooden board with a mouth on one hand.

As soon as it is closed, the wooden board clamps a bundle of straw or wheat stalks and sends it forward, exactly one inch in length, into the guillotine.

The guillotine fell, and the straw was cut off. The person holding the straw moved his palms and moved another card.

"Brother Yi, this piece of wood is slow, and there is a slanted one on it. It's better to take it off." Li Chengqi looked at the Fuzhong horseman's grass and pointed to Li Yi.

"I'm afraid that if they get it, I'll have to treat them. If you change to someone else's place, you get it, and the master doesn't care about it.

I am a doctor, am I just watching? Or tell them to find another doctor? Or spend money to get me to treat it? I can still make a profit. "

Of course Li Yi knew that it was slow, but it was safe.

If the finger is cut off, with his current ability, it can be connected, but it can't be used after it is connected.

Moreover, the connection is very laborious, medicine-consuming, and time-consuming.

The person who gave the straw guillotine raised his head, and just about to speak, Li Yi only pointed at the person who was about to drop the guillotine: "Don't move."

The person in charge of the guillotine stopped.

Li Yi calmly said: "What did I say? How did you tell the steward to tell you? The ladler looked at the feeder while he was working, and the feeder was distracted, and the ladler stopped immediately.

And you, what did you say? Release your hand when you want to speak and bring it to your side.

Do you want to continue working in Zhuangzi? Tell me to find out again and leave Zhuangzi. "

The two trained people were quail-like, they didn't dare to move, and the people around them who were doing the same work stopped one after another, so that they dared to watch the excitement.

"What do you want to say?" Li Yi asked the person who wanted to speak.

The big man almost cried and swallowed: "I want to say that Dongzhu Li is a good person, and I'm afraid we might hurt our hands."

"Yeah!" Li Yi accepted the compliment, and turned to be gentle: "So you have to be more obedient, keep the safety regulations in mind, and make me a good man less troublesome."

Then he said again: "But I thought of a way to do it quickly without hurting my hands."

He came to the side of the guillotine and said while making gestures: "Make a long slot with a guillotine edge at one end of the slot, put the straw into the slot, and push it from the back.

The back push is a piece of wood, with a pole, and people hold the pole to push, which saves the time for adjusting the grass and does not have to be afraid of touching your hands.

Yes, just do it, ask a craftsman to try it out, if it works, everyone will use it. "

The eunuch Brown Rock who followed him turned and ran, went to the craftsman, and brought wooden boards and tools.

Li Chengqi stood there in shock, is this all right? Just think of a new way while talking?

If it works, turn around and give it to the groom in the mansion. This king is really kind to his servants, and he deliberately finds a way for the groom.

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