Bring The System To Datang

Sending away the happy child, Li Yi continued to learn from the general teacher Wang Xingxin brought.

Everything goes according to the procedure, first bow in silence, and then do it, watch the video when the operation is unfamiliar.

The six dolls from Zhangjia Village ran back, and when they saw one, they shouted: "Uncle Eleven, Bishop Li Dong teaches us to cook frogs, you can smell it."

A child ran up to the adult, held the jar in his arms with one hand, and opened the lid with the other hand to let the adult smell it.

The eleventh uncle of this child: "..."

He smelled it, and wanted to eat it, but...

"It smells good? Let's tell someone." The child closed the lid again and ran away.

"I might as well ignore it." The man shook his head and turned to follow.

How Bishop Li Dong made a frog, and it smelled very fragrant, which was a major issue.

Who doesn't know that the food in the cafeteria of Li Dongzhu Zhuangzi is so delicious? Unfortunately, I can't do it.

Not long after, a large group of people from the village came to the village’s drying farm.

Zhang Xiaocun was standing there. There was a table in front of him. There were six jars on the table. He also had a piece of paper in his hand.

"People in this village, today the little fifth son of the sixth family takes the second dog from the old nine family and the third grandson of the old Qin family in the west of the village..."

He first told who the six children belonged to. That was a lot of effort.

When he finished speaking, he pointed to the river outside: "They ran to fork toads, not toads. They took the toads and found Li Yi and Lidong to sell them."

The villagers who did not go to work listened and looked at the six dolls.

Someone murmured: "How can I sell money? Li Dongzhu gives us good things, and there are three-character classics."

"The baby knows a lot. It seems that it hasn't been sold. There should be toads in the jar." The person next to him said, choosing to forgive the child.

Zhang Xiao coughed: "Lord Li didn't buy it, but brought their six children into the yard and made a red braised frog. This is it, let's take a look."

As he opened the lid, the villagers stepped forward, first smelled the scent, and then looked, this frog...

"How can there be a head and a body?" A villager who had been a frog showed a look of shock.

The oldest baby said: "Dongzhu Li said that those who don't know how to eat will eat thighs, and those who can eat will eat mouth-to-mouth."

The crowd talked in a mess, and it felt so powerful that the whole toad could eat.

"Does Li Dongzhu still need to think about his skills? If it weren't for the village Zheng, we would all go there to work and eat in the cafeteria." A villager snapped his lips.

"Six rooms, you stop and stop, eat all the food, ask for a face." The people a few places away despised.

"I have worked, I have worked hard." The man was not convinced.

"The meat you eat can do those jobs? You have a facial sore on your chest. If it weren't for Li Dongzhu, now it's time to burn your head and burn Sanqi." Another person said to him.

The man in the sixth room lowered his head and mumbled softly: "Dongzhu Li is the genius doctor! The genius doctor... next time I work without food, right?"

"Don't be noisy." The village was calling to stop.

"Not only did Li Dongzhu take the children to make the toad and send it back, he also wrote down the method of making it, and told us to catch the toad and sell it in the city for a hundred dollars."

"What? One hundred dollars? Isn't it ten dollars and one hundred?"

"I'm afraid that no one will buy it, so it's better to have one in five writings."

"Sanwen also earns."

"Listen to me." Zhang Xiao pressed down with a louder voice.

"There are a lot of things used to make toads, which can be regarded as a capital. Three articles are not good, only 100 articles. Li Dongzhu said that no one would buy them and bring them back to him."

"It's correct to hear from Dongzhu Li, one hundred dollars."

"Muramasa, who will do it?"

"You can't lose the recipe. Ask others to learn it. What else can the village earn to make money."

"You have to make a yard out, do it there, and keep people outside. No one is allowed to enter."

"Fuck you, take turns watching."

The villagers talked again, buzzing...

They should be careful about the ability to make money, and they have to keep a hand when accepting apprentices, let alone tell others.

In their opinion, Li Yi Li proprietor is no longer stupid, he is holy.

It doesn't hurt to take good things out, and there are so many talents to make money.

There are always people who know that they are wealthy by looking at the clothes come to Zhuangzi to find Li Dongzhu.

He can't compare with Li Dongzhu, and the prescription must not be leaked.

"Don't yell, go catch the toads, stay the small ones, catch the big ones, don't want toads, I'll choose someone to do it, it won't work if there are wounds on hands and arms."

Zhang Xiao shouted again, making up his mind.

The villagers smashed away and caught toads.

Zhang Xiao also found a few stern-mouthed people and told them to buy brown sugar in the drugstore in Chang'an City and buy salt by the way.

That night, the village made a few large pots, and one person tasted one, and found that one for a hundred dollars was not expensive and delicious.

Early the next morning, the village was personally leading the convoy to set off.

Heads of cattle were pulling the car away slowly. There was a mud stove that hadn't dried on the car. There was a small fire under the stove, and people nearby threw firewood in it from time to time to keep it warm.

There are a total of four cars, one car and one cauldron, and there are only four cauldrons in the village.

Two hundred red braised frogs in a pot.

Everyone crossed Bashui with a nervous heart and hope.

"Go to Chunmingmen and go to Dongshi. Dongshi has a lot of rich people." The village was not confident when he said it.

Things in Dongshi are expensive, and they are all good things.

After the fall, the scallions are harvested by the gangsters in the West Market, and the gangsters in the East Market are broken off by the bad guys outside.

Leek, the west market has mud, the roots of the east market must be cut off.

When we were on the road, there was grass on the side of the road, and someone jumped down and put them in bundles on the cart, ready to feed the cows.

It took more than half an hour for the bull cart team to enter the Chunming Gate after turning and turning.

The road after entering Chunmingmen is Huancheng South Road, passing Daozhengfang below and Xingqing Palace above, and then going forward, the east market is below, and Yeshengfang is above.

The never-night Pingkang Square is on the west side of the East City, next to each other across the street.

There was a small jar wrapped in grass balls in the bull cart that Mr. Zhang Xiao was riding in, and there were twenty toads in it.

There are also a bucket of water and a lot of oil paper on the car, as well as a pottery basin, several pairs of chopsticks and a porcelain plate.

He, who had never sold anything in the East Market, looked at these things and took a deep breath.

This is all written on that piece of paper for others to taste. The water is naturally used for customers to wash dishes and chopsticks.

Zhang Xiao wanted to cry at this time, and his own village was not working properly. It depends on the Zhuangzi of Dongzhu Li, who lives there like a person.

The ox cart driver adjusts the dung pockets to avoid the cows...

When he was outside the city gate, he had actually let the cow pee.

The cow urinates as soon as it goes uphill, and there is a specially built slope outside the city, and the slope soil can be sold for money, and then piled up.

Mr. Zhang Xiao adjusted his condition and entered the East City.

Jump out of the car, and yell first: "Exclusive secret cooking pot, one thing is delicious, don't miss it when you pass by, you have many choices in your life."

"You can't say it's your fault if you don't stop. The fault is that I won't yell. What I lost is a passerby, and what a passerby loses is the past as yesterday."

"Just like yesterday, like yesterday's clouds, who is singing love songs in the sun; like yesterday, like last night's Galaxy Cluster, who is singing sweetly under the crescent moon."

"The exclusive secret cooking pot, one thing is delicious..."

Zhang Xiao shouted, his face blushing, Li Dongzhu, why do you write this? Even people yell like not wanting face.

But the effect appeared. Many people heard the movement and looked at it in surprise. What? Why does it sound special?

"What's the matter? I want to chant poems and go to Pingkangfang next door." I haven't shouted twice. Someone asked out of curiosity. Other onlookers nodded, yes, said.

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