Bring The System To Datang

After lunch, Li Chengqi did not leave and guarded Li Yi.

Li Yi asked people to set up the cauldron and began to cook the chicken.

Li Chengqi looked at him and asked suddenly, "Brother Yi, there is medicine in the pot."

"Hush!" Li Yi stretched his index finger to his mouth.

Then whispered: "Some medicines are used as seasonings, such as star anise and fennel."

Li Chengqi suddenly nodded: "Understood, the secret recipe? Is your sauce beef with medicine?"

"Exactly, I ordered people to pick up the medicine according to a few prescriptions. After buying the medicine, I sort out the ones that can't cook and put them aside, and use the ones that can cook."

Li Yi explained the source of the medicine and grabbed a bunch of prescription medicine.

"High, so the drugstore doesn't know the prescription for your ingredients." Li Chengqi understood, the truth is false.

"Does Dage want a recipe?" Li Yi asked, looking at the spice that he didn't throw in his hand.

"I'm going to do something good." Li Chengqi waved his hand, meaning that he was not interested.

He thought clearly and asked Brother Yi to do it, and then he was responsible for eating.

And if you have to keep the prescription secret, why bother.

At this time, all fifty chickens were dropped into a big pot, and Li Yi did not keep any chickens.

After more than an hour, the fragrance of chicken drifted away.

Li Yi asked someone to fish out the chicken and hang it to dry.

Let it dry for a while, drain off the water, and boil the cauldron again.

Put on the grate, brush the chicken with sesame oil, and put it on the grate.

Throw the caramel to the bottom of the pot, cover the pot, and smoke it.

There are several ways to make sugar, Qi Min Yaoshuli wrote.

This Li Chengqi didn't know, he couldn't memorize Qi Min Yaoshu all right.

But Li Yibei, he needs to know what's and nothing in this era.

After about five or six minutes, the pot is brought down, the lid is lifted, and the chicken is taken out.

The chickens were flushed red, as if they were brushed with soy sauce, and they had an appetite when they looked at them.

Smell the taste again, the bitterness of the sugar smoked, like coffee and tea, addictive.

"Brother Yi, this... is smoked chicken?" Li Chengqi swallowed, as if he had discovered a new world.

Can the chicken do the same? Put some sugar in the pot and smoke after it smokes. How fragrant does it taste?

"Why can't others think of it?" Li Chengqi said boredly.

Li Yi: "Because others are reluctant to throw sugar into the pot like this."

It's getting late, and the children go to school and line up.

Just in front of Li Yi, the seventeen children stood there and saluted Li Yi: "Owner, Big Brother, good."

"Okay, okay, just right, come here, give you a chicken, eat it separately, don’t grab it."

Li Yi held a smoked chicken irrespective of the heat, then clenched his fist and smashed the smoked chicken several times. The whole chicken fell loose.

The twelve boys stepped aside, and five female dolls showed up.

A female doll stepped forward, tore off a chicken leg and a chicken wing, and ran away with the other four.

The boy rushed forward, you tore one, I grabbed one, and stuffed it in his mouth, laughing and joking.

When Li Chengqi watched, his eyes suddenly blurred. The boys scrambled and did not grab a large piece of meat. The chicken leg was never touched.

"Dage, the skin of smoked chicken is actually the best." Li Yi said to Li Chengqi with a smile as he watched the children eat chicken.

"They love each other." Li Chengqi sighed.

Li Yi shrugged: "Who knows, maybe when we grow up, these people will be killed for a chicken."

Then he went to see other smoked chickens.

Li Chengqi froze there, unable to speak for a long time.

Before dinner, Li Chengqi left with 30 smoked chickens.

Li Yi sent seven smoked chickens to 42 students, one for six, and wine.

The chicken here is about seven or eight catties, enough for the students to eat a few bites.

Li Chengqi, who was back, hurriedly sent the smoked chicken to his brothers and his father.

The chicken wrapped in oiled paper still has residual temperature, and the oily paper is torn off, and the aroma comes out.

Li Longji, Queen Wang, and Gao Lishi ate the latest.

They have to wait for others to taste the poison before they can eat it, and the people who taste the poison are very happy.

This chicken is delicious. Would you like to have more bites?

Gao Lishi coughed, and the person who tried the food sat next to him and waited.

After half an hour, there was a reaction, and even more hungry, I really want to eat again.

Then it was Li Longji and Queen Wang's turn to eat.

"Tomorrow you will bring a hundred chickens, bring back fifty, and watch and make them with your own eyes." The chicken Li Longji ate was completely cold.

He was very upset, so he ordered Gao Lishi.

Gao Lishi is staring at it, so you can eat it directly after taking it back.

Fortunately, the smoked chicken is delicious when it is cold, especially the chicken skin.

Early the next morning, Gao Lishi ran away.

Li Chengqi hurriedly found Li Longji.

"The third brother, Yi Yi taught me a thing yesterday. The name is Quyuan Plow. The craftsman rushes to make it. Today, I try to cultivate it. It saves twice as much effort as the second cow."

Li Chengqi reported the situation, Quyuan plough was used, it was so easy to use, everyone agreed.

After Li Longji finished the meeting, he took Yao Chong to see it.

When I arrived, I saw an ox pulling a plow, and a person behind him helped the plow to move forward in the field.

When you reach the top of the field and turn, the cattle will turn the plow, and the speed is so fast.

Yao Chong ran over and followed him to watch.

When he reached the top of the land, Yao Chong said to Li Longji: "Your Majesty, let Sinong Temple promote the world. This thing is an artifact of farming."

Li Longji's fists were clenched, and he was equally excited.

Good thing, after two cows, you can pull two plows.

The key is that the person holding the plow doesn't have to stop the cattle all the time and raise the plow to adjust.

When this new plow was plowing, it rarely got stuck in the plow, unlike the original plow, it always stopped and couldn't move forward.

Promotion must be promoted. Push it now. Even if it is too late for farming in the distance, there will be time to make plows and wait for the next ploughing effect.

Sinong Temple made the drawings as quickly as possible, and sent people to rush to the 22 counties of the capital to promote it.

So when Li Yi saw Gao Lishi who had brought a hundred chickens, the system gave a prompt to increase by three thousand hours.

Li Yi is stunned, which one gave it? Three thousand, you can buy more chili noodles.

"Lord Li, someone offered smoked chicken yesterday. Your Majesty is delighted. Today, he sent one hundred chickens, and you can bring back fifty."

Gao Lishi still has that gentle appearance.

Li Yi hurriedly arranged for someone to deal with it.

Kill 80 of them, and the other 20 will be kept in the chicken coop.

After the chicken was cooked and smoked, Li Yi didn't save one, and gave all to Gao Lishi.

The extra 30 belong to filial piety to Gao Lishi.

According to historical records, Gao Lishi blatantly accepted the gift.

Gao Lishi seemed very satisfied, patted Li Yi on the shoulder, and led the team away.

At noon, Li Yi took everyone to dinner, and another group of people came.

Everyone came out to see, some of the people who came were missing an arm, some were blind, and some were lame.

Another group of people did not stand with these people. They carried boxes and also dragged their families.

"Brother Yi, Brother Yi, I found the veterans and craftsmen you wanted."

"Because these people in Zhechong Mansion cannot fight, the court doesn't give a lot of things."

"Later, the Zhechong Mansion was abolished and merged. They kept their fields for cultivation. Last winter, snowstorms destroyed houses, and there were many casualties. This spring, the snow turned into a river and the land was destroyed."

Li Chengqi stood by and pointed to the crowd to introduce.

Li Yi understood that Zhechong Mansion is a large local military camp, some of which are merged, and those who can't fight are divided into their own places.

Then it snowed first, and then it turned into a flood.

They fled the famine, and Li Dage knew that they happened to employ people by themselves, so they brought them.

"Anything else?" Li Yi asked.

"There are still sixteen households." Li Chengqi said.

"All come." Li Yi didn't care about raising a few more family members, and he didn't live by farming.

Someone around Li Chengqi left on a fast horse.

"Eat first, put things down, build a shed after dinner, and build a house from tomorrow."

Li Yi greeted.

People in Zhuangzi stepped forward to help, and someone ran to make gnocchi soup, which was the fastest.

There has always been a large pot of boiling water for drinking, just to get pimple soup.

Wash the wild vegetable leaves and throw them in the pot, and lay a few eggs to make egg flowers.

Stir the flour and start to poke it into the pot, small pieces by small pieces.

After the people later wash their hands, bowls of pimple soup will be ready.

Add the freshly made chicken offal from the 80 chickens, scoop it into a bowl, and eat.

Bowls and chopsticks are available, but tables and stools are missing.

Those who rush over don't care if they sit or not, hold a bowl, find a place to squat, or simply eat while standing.

This is noodles, white noodles, and frangipani, and I gave a large spoonful of chicken offal, meat!

Many people are reluctant to eat, and have been drinking soup with small mouths.

The people at Zhuangzi persuaded.

"Eat, ordinary food, don't eat today, and tomorrow, who will keep it for?"

Later people opened their eyes wide and couldn't believe it.

Is there such a good thing every day?

Is it fake? Is it a dream?

Including artisans and their families, the life of artisans is slightly better.

But it can’t be said that eating meat every day, seeing the fishy meat once or twice a month is a good day.

Why did he make a mistake by himself, say he was punished, and sent it to this village, he would eat meat all at once?

One person eats a bowl, Li Yi stops, and is not allowed to eat, especially those who have fled from famine.

After eating, make a few sheltered bathing houses with wooden planks, and mix the hot water with cold water, and everyone will take a bath.

It's not finished here yet, and another group of people arrive, Shizuho.

Continue the pimple soup.

The craftsman made a makeshift shed after the shower.

Manager Song De hurried around, registered, asked his name and age, compared with his birthplace, and entered the register.

Seeing how happy everyone was, Li Yi was in a better mood.

The system showed that forty-six households and 207 people were newly helped, and the life expectancy increased by 2,070 hours.

This is one hundred and seventy-two days, and everyone has a better life and can continue to give life.

As for spending a lot of money, then make money, and only if you have life, you can enjoy Life.

"Eat fried chicken miscellaneous, millet rice, and fish soup at night."

Li Yi murmured, thinking about dinner, three meals a day, and healed his body first.

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