Bring The System To Datang

"When I get the potatoes, I will give you French fries, make ketchup and salt and pepper, and take sunflower seeds or peanuts from the next place to squeeze oil."

Li Yi doesn't have palm oil, and doesn't want to use soybean oil. There are sunflower seeds here, and the next stop is Peru, which is said to have peanuts. Check it out.

"What does it taste like?" Princess Yongmu couldn't imagine.

"The fried yam noodles are similar, the noodles made of fried starch, when everyone's life is better, the seaside transportation is convenient, let's make shrimp crackers and shrimp noodles."

Li Yi still has a lot of things that he can ‘invent’. The people don’t need to eat French fries. Potatoes and baked potato chips are also delicious.

First used to make money for the rich, the people eat another kind of shrimp crackers made of starch, which tastes equally good.

Princess Yongmu looked into the distance: "I don't know how much money Datang needs?"

In the past, she believed that the common people had two meals a day, and occasionally one meal of meat, which already belonged to the heyday.

Those who did not rebel, suffered famine and opened their positions.

Now she imagined that the people of Datang lived the same life as Lijiazhuangzi, with meat all at once, wearing comfortable clothes, living in spacious and bright houses, and each family having horses or cows.

Everyone is literate, and some people are given medical treatment when they are sick.

"It does not lie in how much money, the most important thing is to control the gap between the rich and the poor, such as land mergers.

Some people make money through their own hard work and cleverness, while others are not smart enough and a little lazy, so they have little money.

Some have become poor due to disasters and diseases, and have no food.

According to the law of the jungle, those who cannot do it should be eliminated; in accordance with social stability, some help should be given to some poor people. "

Li Yi doesn't say how much money is needed, how much money is not enough, the key lies in distribution.

Money as a medium, in the final analysis, is the allocation of resources.

From survival resources to life resources, people's desires are endless, and there will eventually be gaps.

"Like we eat meat and give the people a mouthful of soup?" Xiaolan mentioned specific things, and Li Jiazhuang raised free soup.

"The water should be boiled and drink to reduce the probability of getting sick." Li Yi always advocated that people try not to drink the cold water in the river as much as possible.

Most of the well water is relatively clean.

Elsewhere, Li Yi couldn't make statistics, at least few people in Jingzhao Mansion are sick now.

There are few diarrhea, almost no heatstroke in summer, and there are not too many inflammations caused by bacteria entering the stomach and intestines.

Li Yi knows the history of drinking boiled water in his country for decades.

The main problem is that it is impossible for Datang to have a thermos bottle at home. If you are thirsty, you can't find cold water or hot water. Can you bear it?

There are free drinks outside, including water or soup boiled by rich people in the village.

This resource-consuming action not only reduces the number of people who are sick, but also brings people closer to each other.

The people are more supportive of the imperial power of the Tang Dynasty, and the people in Jingzhao Mansion have a sense of superiority to people in other places.

"They don't drink boiled water." Princess Yongmu looked at the aboriginals, especially the children, thinking that they would guarantee that many of them would be sick.

The little girl became the king of children, holding rock candy to send to the friends.

In fact, she has a wave board candy specially made by Li Yi. She was reluctant to give it to others, so she used rock candy to fool it.

Seeing Xiaoya's hair with rock candy, Princess Yongmu thought of something delicious: "Li Lang, I saw you brought popped rice and booming soybean boilers on our yacht. Let them pop the rice to eat."

Li Yi patted his forehead: "Forget, I didn't bring the boiler to boil the rice, hurry up, ask for the rice, don't get too wet, take the boiler."

A quarter of an hour later, Li Yi moved a small bench and sat there shaking the boiler. The supporting items were already set.

No one is allowed to stay in front of the boiler to avoid head flying out.

The seal does not use lead iron, but uses the copper pad of the steam engine, which is relatively easy to break and high cost.

When Li Yi was a child, he had eaten a lot of popcorn with high lead content. He didn't think there was any problem, but he still believed that the people of Datang should be allowed to eat as little as possible.

While shaking Li Yi and looking at the pressure gauge, different things have different pressures. This thing can also be used to make chickens, but not, slowly exhaust.

The Indians had never seen a machine that blew popcorn. They were watching, and some of them were washing their noses, wanting to smell the roasted popcorn.

The first pot hasn't banged yet, how can it taste?

"Master, why don't you put rock candy?" The little girl sat next to her, resting her chin in her hands.

"It's too expensive, but sugar is cheaper, and there are fewer processes. In fact, brown sugar is also fine, it's slightly burnt."

As Li Yi said, he was full of memories. When he was a child, other people put saccharin in the popcorn because of the lack of sugar. At that time, saccharin was a good thing.

The country is really poor, and productivity can't keep up. In Datang at this moment, many places are not as good as then.

Thinking about it, when I look at the pressure gauge, it's almost done. The pressure usually depends on the dry humidity of the corn. Many people don't want to be too wet.

One is a long time and waste of coal, and the other is a lot of water and a lot of pressure. When the time comes, the pot will not be able to bear it.

Take down the boiler and place it on the tube of rice crackers, and put the iron pipe on the open stick.

Li Yi looked around, squeezed the whistle from his neck and put it in his mouth, "Beep~~~Beep~~~"

After the operation, he kicked it down.

‘Boom~~~’ Along with the heat, a bunch of things went into the fishing net behind.

The aboriginals around were startled, a child was so scared that he just sat on the ground, opened his mouth, and cried out, tears falling down unsuspectingly.

Li Yi shook the boiler, put it aside, hurriedly took out a handful of corn and handed it to the crying child.

Pinching a plug in the child's mouth, the child stopped crying instantly, his eyes blinked, the last tears squeezed out, and he smiled.

The scent of popcorn wafted out, and the six officials who saw how popcorn for the first time were also shocked.

They dare not cry, panting hard.

"Everyone eat, share it with others, one person eat a little first, then burst, don't eat the skin, hard, scratch the throat and esophagus."

Li Yi asked the children to hold their hands together, and the drill penetrated the boiler wall to refill the corn kernels.

Princess Yongmu picked up a popcorn, wiped off the skin on it, and fed it to Li Yi.

Xiaolan feeds Princess Yongmu, and then eats herself.

We first give it to the indigenous people, and the children of the indigenous people want to eat it most.

The craftsman took out the sieve and the dustpan.

Put the popcorn on the sieve, shake it off, and then put it on the dustpan. Basically, it will be completely clean.

"Popcorn is delicious, it feels better than rice." Princess Yongmu gave Li Yi another one.

"See if there are other varieties of corn. Some can be fried in a pot, like fried glutinous rice and millet, but they don't need to be steamed.

Others have a smooth, spherical surface, and their taste is different from the current ones, but this one is more fragrant. "

Li Yi eats popcorn, and his pursuit of taste is very small. He is savoring memories and regrets his ignorance when he was a child.

I will never do it again, I can only look forward with firm conviction.

"Li Lang, find something good, go back and give it to my parents, father and who." Princess Yong Mu thought of her family.

"Well, those who are not going to be chased, the year is also; those who are not to be seen, are dear." Li Yi nodded.

"Yes. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the son wants to support but does not wait to kiss." Princess Yongmu nodded.

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