Bringing System to Great Tang

　　　　 rushed to Li Yizhuangzi's carriage, Fan Ai and Pei Yaoqing sat opposite each other.

　　 The car belongs to Pei Yaoqing, and Fan Aiguan is too young to have it.

　　 Pei Yaoqing made tea. It was the green tea Li Yi gave him. Fan Ai drank it several times, and he also asked Pei Yaoqing for a bit.

　　 He was accustomed to drinking fermented tea. He found that it was not uncomfortable to drink this kind of tea, and he quickly adapted to it.

　　 "When the spring begins, a certain person will also find someone to buy the freshly picked tea, Huanzhi, you will send it to me to make it like this." Fan Ai thought of a good idea.

　　 Pei Yaoqing picked up the tea bowl: "It depends on whether Li Yi agrees or not. Xu is the beginning of spring, and Li Yi will also collect a lot of tea."

　　 "The good things are in him." Fan Ai muttered depressedly.

　　 Pei Yaoqing smiled and said nothing, he knew the bitterness in his heart as the county prime minister.

　　 Many things Fan Ai always wanted to do well, but often couldn't find a good way. As a result, the decree ended before it even started.

　　 Since he learned about Li Yi's situation, he has been even more sad.

　　How can a young proprietor with only 1,000 acres of land always give the court things that benefit the people, and people compare with each other...

　　 "Huanzhi, what do you think of Li Yizhuangzi's Bashui River? Someone thinks it's not as lively as the ice fetching in the city, maybe there are dolls working with them, wow!"

　　 Fan Ai suddenly talked about the scene of work at Li Yi Zhuangzi, which he had never been to. He fancied it.

　　 A group of people were there to chisel the ice, there was a shortage of manpower, and the children had to help pull the rope.

　　 Then as the proprietor, Li Yi would not listen to the urging, and even beat and scold the slow-working people.

　　 Pei Yaoqing listened, looked at her colleagues with surprise, and said to her heart: Why do you have such a dream?

　　 Pei Yaoqing knows that children will never get started and promise to study in the school.

　　 If it was faster, it used to be able to catch up with the dolls to eat some food.

　　 I don’t know if it’s hemp flower, toast, or pancake fruit today.

　　 And there is no stove in the school for heating, there may be windows in the classroom for ventilation because there is heating.

　　 Are you a person in your home who still uses the stove that Li Yi figured out to warm your home, and you go to complain about the person who has the home heater?

　　 It is not far from the office of Chang'an County to Li Yi’s Zhuangzi, a dozen miles away.

　　 The two were talking, the tea cup was filled with water once, and it arrived.

　　 The car arrived at Zhuangzi of Bashuiqiao, and the two got off.

　　 Then...

　　 Fan Ai started to breathe quickly, blushed, and took a sneak peek at Pei Yaoqing, only to see that the other party didn't look at him, he felt relieved.

　　 Wooden brackets were erected on the shore, and ropes were tied to the brackets.

　　 The mill-like wooden frame with sails rotates, and the other end is connected with a gourd.

　　 With the sound of screaming, there is no need for people to pull the gourd, and the windsurfing windmill has completed a set of work.

　　Niu-ah and horse-ah rushed into battle, dragging the handlebars of the flatbeds and sending them to Zhangjia Village and Zhuangzi.

　　 There seems to be something under the feet of people working on the ice. Walking on the ice is called a stable.

　　 There are more than a dozen wooden shelves on the ice, where someone stepped on it.

　　Waiting for the shelf to be removed, there was a fish jumping out of the place just now.

　　 The shelf moved to the next position and stepped on it. After a while, another ice hole appeared.

　　 There is also a small shelf on which the drill is fixed, and the person with the wheel hammer smashes it under the slogan, no one supports the drill.

　　 Pei Yaoqing didn't want to laugh at his colleagues, he was already confused.

　　 is also jujube and ice fetching. Why is the difference between Zhuangzi Bashui and Zhuangzi in other places and the city so different?

　　 Five times the number of people elsewhere can't keep up with the speed here, Zhuangzi is too fast here.

　　 Is it because Zhuangzi is rich? No, does the yamen have no money?

　　 He saw Song De the manager shout there with a loudspeaker.

　　"Be careful, don’t worry, fish, don’t lean forward, who will save you if you fall? The river is still flowing under the ice, and you are finished under the ice.

　　 Where is the rope on your body? Tie it to me, or come up now and take your family out of here.

　　 Over there, you want to undress? If you are hot, you can stand it up for me, and if you take it off, you will immediately come over to settle your salary and leave for me.

　　 After finishing work, soak the hot water in the big pool, and change the clothes inside. Don't get typhoid fever, and I have to bother my owner to treat it. "

　　 Pei Yaoqing looked at the position according to the voice, and as expected, someone got hot with a sledgehammer and wanted to take off the clothes outside.

　　 Hearing the shout, he grinned and waved at Song De's position.

　　 In another place, a group of people stood at the junction of ice and water, tying ropes and casting a spinning net. A net was thrown out and pulled back. The fishes bounced on the ice and stopped moving.

　　 The person who cast the net was also tied with a rope. After the fish was thrown on the ice and stopped moving, someone from behind took it away with a rake.

　　 Fishing is okay, it’s normal, but those who dig ice elsewhere don’t catch it. Because of chaos, accidents are easy.

　　 On the other hand, Zhuangzi is methodical, and the arrangement is clear and clear. It is not wrong to take ice and fish.

　　 The fish were transported to the shore, and people in Zhangjia Village scraped the scales and viscera on the spot.

　　 Another part of the fish was put in a wooden water tank, and the ones that were alive were taken out and transported away in other tanks, and the ones that could not survive continued to be processed.

　　 A gust of wind blows, and the strong smell of bone broth enters the nose.

　　 Pei Yaoqing touched his stomach, feeling hungry.

　　 Fan Ai ran to a shed with a head full of shock and looked at the pot.

　　 Meat bones are boiled in the pot, the boiled minced meat is tumbling with the boiling water, and sauerkraut is tumbling together.

Next to 　　 were dried green onion and dried coriander. A woman was washing a used bowl there. The water in the dish was gasping, obviously hot.

　　 He couldn't help but ask: "Why are there so many bowls?"

　　 "The bowl is missing and not enough." The woman did not lift her head.

　　 "Isn't it enough to have three or five bowls?" Fan Ai was still puzzled.

　　 "You eat at home, and everyone uses the same rice bowl?" the woman asked back.

　　 "Naturally not." Fan Ai understood.

　　 It’s just that he can’t figure it out even more, giving meat and bone soup to people at work, just like serving guests?

　　Will this bowl be washed after drinking?

　　You wash...what do you use to wash the dishes?

　　 Thinking of washing dishes, Fan Ai took another look at ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The woman seemed to be washing with the soap used by the women in Pingkangfang.

　　 "Soap?" Fan Aihe exclaimed.

　　 "Soap, you don't need to add perfume to washing dishes. After washing it, there is no smell."

　　 The woman said she took out the bowl from one wooden basin and put it in another basin next to her for washing.

　　 "You...you...how do you have so many good utensils to use?" Fan Ai didn't want to talk about dishwashing soap anymore, and changed the subject.

　　 "It wasn't originally. I hired someone to hide ice in Zhangjia Village, just like other places.

　　 The proprietor came over the day before, and saw someone falling on the ice, so he asked Zhuangzi to make iron shoes tied with a rope.

　　 Later, I wanted to do ice sculptures on Zhuangzi, and I wanted to join them in Zhangjiacun.

　　The proprietor brought out a lot of things. Let’s also say that in the future, I will ask the proprietor in advance, and the proprietor will add up all of a sudden. "

　　 The woman did not hide anything, she told the situation.

　　 Fan Ai thought for a while, and said: "Li Yi does not participate, everything is business as usual, Li Yi participates, the situation changes immediately?"

　　 "That's right, that's the reason. Yo! An official, if you want to eat, go to the Zhuangzi Canteen. I'm afraid the soup here will stain your mouth."

　　 The woman turned her head as she spoke, and she was not afraid to see Fan Ai wearing an official uniform. The words she said gave Fan Ai a piercing feeling.

　　 This is Pei Yaoqing coming over to hear and asking: "Can Li Yi drink it?"

　　 "Oh, it turned out to be Mingfu. The proprietor can drink it. The bone soup made in our village is clean. The proprietor will drink a bowl of warmth when he strolls around."

　　 The woman smiled. She knew Pei Yaoqing and knew that the other party was Changan Ling.

　　 Fan Ai: "……"

　　 He felt that he was rejected. He was rejected by a village woman. He was so hurt that he could not cure two bowls of bone soup.