Bring The System To Datang

When I went outside, I asked someone and quickly determined the place.

When the two arrived, their hair was withered and there were many chapped girls on their thin faces, squinting their eyes and drinking ginger soup.

A woman next to her was wiping her tears, and persuaded her.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's just the wind and cold. After drinking ginger water, tomorrow will be good." The manager looked confident.

As soon as Li Yi came, the people who cared over here looked at him.

"Does your throat hurt? Are you coughing?" Li Yi knelt down and asked the girl.

As he said, he put his hand on the girl's neck and felt the pulse and temperature.

The girl swallowed ginger sugar water and shook her head: "It doesn't hurt. The water is sweet."

Li Chengqi also reached out and touched the girl's forehead, confirmed it, and it was hot.

"Have you vomited?" Li Yi asked again.

"I vomited just now, and it's not so uncomfortable after vomiting." The woman replied in a low voice.

Li Chengqi's eyes widened in surprise, how could he know he was vomiting?

"Go to the ice cellar to get two frozen pears." Li Yi said to the steward.

Frozen pears are frozen in winter. Generally, if you eat sour pears, they will freeze hard in winter and have a dark skin.

Then when frozen, the sour pear becomes sweet and tastes good.

It freezes a lot in winter and throws it in the ice cellar when the weather is warm.

Now this is a good thing, fruit.

The steward asked someone to get two and soak them in cold water.

"When the ice melts, cut into small pieces and feed her. Tomorrow morning, remember to steam her a bowl of egg custard and two eggs. Adjust the salty stew without adding garlic sprouts."

Li Yi again ordered that he knew what children would like to eat if they had a fever.

The steward nodded, expressing understanding.

Li Yi looked at the woman who was stunned, and said, "Soak a handkerchief in cold water and put her forehead on her."

The woman nodded vigorously.

Li Yi called on Li Chengqi and went back to continue eating and drinking.

Little problem, listening to the child's breathing, there is no lung disease, and the throat is probably a little uncomfortable, vomiting, and stomach acid.

"It would be fine if I exchange for a stethoscope, but that thing listens to other girls..." Li Yi shook his head thinking.

He now dared to change a stethoscope with a lifespan of five hundred hours.

But can the Tang Dynasty people accept that thing when you press it on the other girl's doll?

Sun rise.

Without being urged by others, everyone got up very consciously.

Breakfast is ready, millet porridge, wild vegetable steamed buns, salted dried tofu.

Later, a group of people kept going to serve the porridge, and the steamed buns only ate a bowl of porridge, reluctant to bear it.

Normally, they drink porridge as their staple food, and the porridge is thicker.

Now the porridge is thin, but there is an extra staple food, I dare not think about it.

"Eat buns, this is called buns, remember, stuffed, not cooking cakes, don't just drink rice soup, not hungry, can't do work."

The steward wandered around with steamed buns in his hand, letting others eat the staple food, and emphasized that the pleated buns were called steamed buns.

Li Chengqi also came to see the girl yesterday.

The little girl eats egg custard with a spoon in small bites.

Li Chengqi approached him, reached out his hand to touch the child's forehead, turned his head and said to Li Yi who was holding a spoon, "It's not hot anymore."

Li Yi stretched out his hand to touch: "It's hot, and the pressure on the stomach is still high, and the heartbeat is fast."

As he said, he scooped the bittern with a spoon and handed it to the girl's mouth: "Eat it."

There was powder in the spoon.

Without even thinking about it, the girl opened her mouth and ate, and then smiled: "Big Brother, the proprietor."

"Well, what do you want to eat at noon?" Li Yi asked.

"Soup, meaty." The girl said her heart.

"Kill a sheep, drink sheep soup at noon." So Li Yi said to Guan Shi.

Li Chengqi left, reluctantly left, taking the chili sauce that Li Yixin got out and left reluctantly.

He actually wants to stay, he feels that the palace is not as warm as it is here.

He thought that Li Yi killed the sheep because of a word from the female doll, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

The people in Zhuangzi worked harder.

They understand what they are eating.

They know better how good the proprietor is to a female doll.

The proprietor asked what he wanted to eat, but the doll said that he wanted to drink soup and had meat.

So he killed the sheep.

What can I say about this? Work hard.

Today, the proprietor treats other people’s dolls well, but what about it tomorrow?

Actually they think it's bad.

Li Yicai wouldn't kill a sheep for a little girl, because it's not necessary, it's just a cold.

What Li Yi considers is that everyone travels a long distance, eats, and takes a bath.

Relaxed mentally, and the body responded again.

That is to get sick.

The coldness of spring penetrates the bone, and the coldness must be resisted.

That's why I killed a sheep and drank sheep soup together.

Mainly drink soup and drink that hot water.

It can only be used to drink soup, one to raise, two hundred and fifty-eight people on the farm, plus forty-two students, three hundred people.

Not eating enough meat.

So the lamb chops, lamb head, lamb hooves, lamb tail and lamb offal are taken out, and the other meat is boiled and minced.

Of course, the staple food can't be bad, buy noodles and bake scallion pancakes.

Don't care about money anymore.

Because……

"On the eleventh, ten thousand dollars, everyone give a face, don't fight with me."

The place where the soy sauce was auctioned was the first ten kilograms. Just as the steward called out five hundred and fifty yuan per jar, someone offered a price of 10,000 yuan.

Manager Song De was trembling in that small and large area.

Li Yi heard this, his face calm.

It doesn't matter, is it more than ten thousand?

How much is a caviar at auction? How much is a truffle? How much is a bottle of red wine? How much is a tael of tea?

A medical device with a material cost of five yuan, sells for five thousand yuan, are you surprised?

Brands are not money? Is technology not money? Is patent not money? Is marketing cost not money?

Song De is not as good as Li Yi, he knows how much soy sauce costs.

It was crazy to eat that thing at his own shop, and to sell it out.

"Number seven, eleven thousand dollars." Someone raised the price and suddenly increased by one thousand.

The situation of 550 texts is no longer there, and one who can buy one altar for a thousand dollars is no longer a dream.

Businessmen and powerful people are about to fight.

Mainly everyone got into the small compartments surrounded by cloth.

Others don't know who is who, they can only hear the voice.

Say let other people give a Face, so they know who you are?

If you dare to call out your own status, you will be eliminated immediately and you will not be allowed to participate in the sale.

The point is that it's useless to hear who you are, because you still have to hear who is bidding with you.

Someone squeezed their throats and shouted, shouting out the number and price.

I can't find anyone wanting to retaliate, so I can only increase the price and get the soy sauce.

At the same time, the students are dividing the children into classes, there are too many, everyone has to teach.

It turned out to be seventeen, but now there are eighty-one.

The pressure suddenly increased, but I couldn't ignore it.

The mutton soup at night is also worthy of students.

Eat for nothing, make new clothes, send ink and paper, and give money to run a poetry club.

You are unwilling to teach a child. Is it because you are not knowledgeable enough to teach, or you don't have a heart to teach?

Neither of these two can be said to be no, otherwise, the children cannot be taught. How to teach the people?

And if it is neither, the problem is even greater.

So the students discussed and divided the children into classes.

The number of teachers in a class is too large to be supervised.

Everyone felt busy, and Li Yi was not idle either.

Li Yi is writing a textbook.

It is a textbook about children's enlightenment.

One of them is Sanzijing.

It is not possible to copy all of the three-character classics, as things will happen, mainly because they cannot be explained.

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