Bringing System to Great Tang

Brailo, holding the bowl, hurriedly pulled two bites of fried noodles in broth into his mouth, shocked.

He figured out how to cook dozens of dishes.

Baked, boiled, fried, steamed, eaten raw, what else?

"They work a lot, eat well and have the energy." Breiro found a reason for himself.

"What's more? Look at Li En's southeast, northwestern middle, five of them belonged to slaves, and they worked four hours a day.

The rest of the time is reading, swimming, wandering around in the village, eating jerky as snacks.

In this way, a few months can be taken a month, there is no place to spend, there is rust there. "

Fan Fan was full of sadness, mourning his misfortune, angering him, and not working in good times.

Breiro continued to eat, shocked, and swallowed: "Where is Zhangjia Village?"

"Similarly, every family lives in a small building, and eats cucumbers in the winter. The cucumbers are so long that they are left behind, and they are thrown away."

Fan Fan's criticism of Zhangjia Village is too shameful.

"So rich? Why?" Brairo wanted to figure out the reason.

"What else can it be? It's close to the Lijiazhuangzi. Because of the Lijiazhuangzi in Chang'an, the people learn to raise a lot of chickens, and they don't eat egg yolks. They are too dry and choke their throats.

When eating meat, it tastes fat, right? The people don't like to eat. They buy bones. They eat only the meat on the bones.

The most annoying thing is that they walked to eat, the big meat buns and the little dolls didn't catch them, and the pia fell to the ground, no more, dirty! "

Fan Fan started talking about ordinary people and continued to blame.

"If you drop it on the ground, pick it up, pat it, and blow it, can you eat it? What about Luoyang?"

Brailo also knew that Luoyang was another prosperous place in Datang, and wanted to compare it.

"Luoyang? The proprietor and your Majesty went to Luoyang, busy making money for the people.

Hundreds of thousands of people walked from all directions and gave things wherever they were.

One person can buy dozens of catties of rice for a day's work. The local eggs are cheap, and you can afford to eat ten of them for a meal.

When Ah Jin and his tribe followed back, they arranged to be next to Luoyang Lijiazhuangzi.

In less than two months, I can put on new clothes and start eating meat all at once. "

Fan Fan turned the topic to Ah Jin and others, drawing cakes, big cakes.

Brairo stopped eating: "They were not slaves in the past?"

"Slaves? The slaves of Lijiazhuangzi do four hours of work a day, and get a few dollars a month.

They want to be slaves? dream! If it weren't for our Yulin Feiqi earning a lot, I would all like to be a slave to Dong-Master Li.

The life of Lijiazhuangzi is better, Li Dongzhu is benevolent and righteous, don't talk about the side, what should the horse in your clan get old? "

Fan Fan worked hard to dispel the opponent's fear of the future, not a slave, go.

"I can't do any work, kill and eat meat, so are dogs, old age is useless." Brailo gave the answer very naturally.

"It's not like Li's Zhuangzi. There are a lot of elderly people who are well raised and play chess and cards when they are fine.

The housekeeping dog doesn't eat meat all the time. Work horses and cows, when they are not working, they will be raised until they die, and then they will eat meat.

Think about it, Dongzhu Li treats livestock like this, but what is it like to be an adult? "

Fan Fan made a comparison and didn't lie.

Steamed buns fell on the ground, and eggs do not eat yellow. This is a lie.

The proprietor picks up the buns without catching them and eats them on the ground, not to mention others.

That is to say, your majesty dropped the bun and did not wait to pick it up. The court lady **** next to it rushed to pick it up, blowing ashes into his mouth, thanking your majesty for the reward.

Brairo ate in silence, thinking about things.

Fan Fan took out the flat hip flask from his arms, took out a few pieces of dried meat, and drank the wine with the dried meat.

Brailo smelled the smell of wine. As the leader of the tribe, he could drink a few sips occasionally, but the smell was not as great as it is now.

"Is the wine spicy?" Blailo swallowed, greedy for the wine.

"Try it, take a small sip, be sure to take a small sip. Hold your breath if you can't bear it, don't cough."

Fan Fan handed the flask over. He was not afraid that the other party would have an infectious disease, as long as he could insist on returning to Dongzhu Li.

Brairo took it, smelled it first, was too aggressive, put his mouth on the spout, and sucked a little.

There was a cold in the mouth, and then the position of the throat was like a knife, and when it reached the stomach, boom! When the wine dispersed, he shivered, and then he exhaled and warmed.

He narrowed his eyes: "Good wine! Warm up after drinking."

"Yes!" Fan Fan agreed: "There are a lot of wines in Lijiazhuang. Datang now has a lot of food, so it doesn't hurt to use it to make wine.

Aged grains are also fed to chickens and pigs. Aged grains are piled up in the warehouse, and they are mouldy and hairy.

You can't finish it at all. Have you ever seen the rice that is collected once every three months? Right? The whole Henan province is planting. "

Breiro took another sip of his wine and breathed hard: "The grain piles up and becomes moldy? We used to eat? We have nothing now."

"The people of Datang who rushed to Luoyang from other places are themselves, without tableware, tools, food, or money.

It's not very cold yet, some people only wear linen pants, and they look for shoes to change when they arrive at the station, and the station provides food, drink and shelter.

There is an inn on the ten-mile road, and you can use it at will. Sooner or later, the pavilion can borrow a piece of clothing to change to the next inn.

Wait until Luoyang, rest for two days, eat well, sleep well, find something to do, thirty or forty dollars a day! "

Fan Fan spoke in more detail, generally speaking in ‘direct sales’.

"We didn't have a post in the past." Braila envied Datang's Shiliyi Post, and he considered the specific problem of heading to Datang.

"Go to your king, it's not right, it's the king of Tang Feng, we will exchange it with something else.

After a few days of rest, you raise them. When the time comes, you will go with you. There will be more sleds. Then you will change horses and you will reach the sea by sleds.

There is a big boat parked by the sea, and you get on the boat and go south, bypassing the peninsula. There is a railway station in Haizhou. You will know how good life is by taking the train. "

Fan Fan completed the task, and a tribe followed.

Breiro took another sip of wine, finished the meal quickly, and urged the tribe to speed up and hurry.

Southwestern Barbarians separated horses for them to use, mainly to reach their destinations.

The entire Brailo tribe was tempted by Yu Lin Feiqi, and there was no need to hold a meeting to discuss.

In the middle of the night, I rested for another half an hour, and the horse was resting~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When the sun popped out of the horizon again, everyone finally... saw someone.

There are still more than ten miles away from the city. This side belongs to the tribes attached to the city.

They all know Brailo. Look at the people here, it's okay. The snow hasn't crushed a few of their houses.

The team stopped by the side to rest and eat.

There are too many soldiers and horses to rush directly into the city of others, which will scare people.

Count on this tribe to report the letter, and then the Wangcheng sent people to greet it.

Said it is a trade team, Lijiazhuangzi sent troops to arrive, who would dare to treat it as an ordinary business?

The Khitan is generally responsible for the transfer, and now he is fighting, and he has no time to bully the Turks.

This tribe was frightened, suddenly a large group of people appeared, one by one holding weapons, wanting to rob?