Wei and Jin cooks

Jiao Dalang followed the chief to help, and the chief was scolded by Zhao Hanzhang. His face looked a little ugly, and he was even more unhappy with Jiao Dalang, the culprit.

He said with a cold face: "Why don't you boil some water and stir the noodles?"

Batter batter is a way of eating that has recently spread from the county. Stir the ground wheat flour, wheat bran and soybean flour with water. After the water boils, add it in spoon by spoon and cook. Add a little salt. It tastes good. .

Much better than wheat porridge.

It's a pity that this is time-consuming. If nothing else, just grinding flour is difficult for most people. Who has the time to grind wheat and beans into flour?

I only have these things to eat when I work for the county government.

The steward in charge of the food repeatedly confirmed that it was the county king's order before agreeing to take out the three-he powder and stir it.

The cooked batter was poured into the buckets. Jiao Dalang and the villagers each carried two buckets over, and the aroma of the food wafted as they walked.

The people who were talking around Zhao Hanzhang smelled the smell, and their stomachs rumbled for a while. They began to lose focus and frequently looked at the field ridges, not listening to what Zhao Hanzhang said.

Zhao Hanzhang smiled slightly when he saw this, stood up and said, "The batter seems to be ready. Let's have something to eat first. Have you brought bowls and chopsticks?"

"Bring it, bring it." The villagers in Shangjiao Village immediately took out the bowls and chopsticks from the bags they brought with them.

This is something that must be brought when going out. At first, Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan were not used to it, but they found that every time they went out, if they did not bring their own rice bowls, others would have to endure hunger and give their rice bowls to them. .

Therefore, Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan also developed the habit of taking bowls and chopsticks with them when going out.

The local villagers were more accustomed to it. They took out their bowls and chopsticks, and when they saw Jiao Dalang and the others coming with steaming wooden barrels, they immediately went up to greet him.

Jiao Dalang was afraid that if they grabbed him, his impression in front of Zhao Hanzhang would be ruined, so he shouted from a distance: "Get in line, get in line, no one is allowed to mess around."

Qian Jin reluctantly came back rationally and didn't bother to grab it. He directly grabbed the people who were squeezing forward and asked them to line up.

Zhao Hanzhang would never test his humanity at such a time, so he glanced sideways at Qiu Wu and nodded slightly to him.

Qiu Wu immediately came forward with his guards and shouted loudly: "Get in line, get in line..."

Someone used his strength to push others forward, but Qiu Wu pulled him out and threw him to the ground. He even kicked him and said, "Why are you pushing so hard that the queue can't hear you? Go to the back."

Qiu Wu frightened the villagers, and they finally came back rationally, barely overcoming their hunger, and looked at Zhao Hanzhang with a look of surprise.

Zhao Hanzhang looked at it with a smile, and nodded when he saw them looking over, and said gently: "There is no rush, there is something for everyone, let's line up and start again."

Some people were grateful and responded happily, but others were sensitive and shuddered and lined up in the queue with pale faces.

They felt that Miss Zhao was not as gentle as she seemed. Didn't they see that she didn't even frown when the guards kicked and hit people?

Qiu Wu immediately put the team in order, and no one dared to push forward.

Jiao Dalang breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and sweat broke out on his forehead in the middle of winter.

After everyone lined up, he took a wooden spoon and served batter to everyone. This was the first time for the villagers in Shangjiao Village to see it, but they didn't hesitate. After serving it, they immediately walked aside and started eating.

As soon as they took it into their mouths, they poured it into their stomachs. When they finished eating, they realized that they hadn't chewed much just now. It seemed to be very smooth and the noodles had a delicate fragrance.

The villagers regretfully licked the clean bowl again. Over there, Jiao Dalang had already finished serving the bowl. When he saw the person who had eaten squatting on the ground and licking the bowl, he quietly glanced at Zhao Hanzhang.

Zhao Hanzhang said: "If you are not full yet, continue to line up to get food. Don't worry, we have food, but you have been hungry for a long time and cannot be full. Let's eat two bowls each first."

When the villagers heard this, they immediately rushed forward, but this time they did not dare to squeeze and stood behind each other honestly.

After filling another bowl, they finally ate a little slower and tasted the batter.

The younger boy's eyes were bright, "This is the most delicious thing I have ever eaten."

The older man had tears in his eyes, "I have never eaten anything so delicious. Is this called batter? Is it made of white flour?"

But looking at the color of the batter, it’s not that white.

Zhao Hanzhang said: "This is triple flour. In addition to flour, there are also some wheat bran and soybean flour."

Zhao Hanzhang asked, "Do you still have beans at home?"

"Yes, in addition to wheat porridge, we also eat bean porridge occasionally."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded and said: "Bean porridge is not delicious. It can be ground into powder to make bean cakes or steamed buns with wheat flour. In addition to staple food, it can also be used for cooking. Anyway, it has many uses. How many acres of beans do you plan to plant next year? "

"Basically plant all the dry land."

Zhao Hanzhang asked, "How many acres of land does the family have and how many people are there?"

Hearing that they wanted to work here throughout the winter and go back to farm in the spring next year, Zhao Hanzhang expressed his approval, "We still have to farm, otherwise where will the food come from?"

She asked: "Is it easy to water it over there?"

"It's not good. It's similar to Xiajiao Village. It's just a small river. It's either flooded or droughted every year. Life is difficult."

"Exactly, that's why I want to build a canal and dredge the river in Xiajiao Village, so that their fields will no longer be flooded when it rains a lot next year, and they can irrigate when it rains less, and save more effort."

The villagers in Shangjiao Village were so envious that they wished they could become people from Xiajiao Village.

Why isn't their county monarch not Miss Zhao?

Zhao Hanzhang checked the bottom and called the village chief, "How many vacant houses are there in the village?"

Li Chang looked confused, "Huh?"

Zhao Hanzhang said: "Let them live in the vacant house temporarily, and I will ask someone to send some quilts. From today on, they will work together with the people in Xiajiao Village."

The head of the village whispered: "County Lord, although it is difficult to dig the canal, the people in our village can dig it for another month."

Zhao Hanzhang glanced at him and said: "They are going to dredge the river. You'd better be faster. If someone is lazy, I won't be lenient."

Zhao Hanzhang asked the village chief to take people to arrange for the people of Shangjiao Village to stay, and then called Jiao Dalang, "In your village, besides your village chief, who else has more prestige?"

Jiao Dalang was stunned for a moment and then said: "Uncle Chen, he is kind and everyone is willing to listen to him."

"Also your surname is Chen?" Zhao Hanzhang asked: "What is his relationship with the village chief?"

"He is the village chief's cousin."

Zhao Hanzhang said: "Let him come to see me."

Jiao Dalang was puzzled, but he still responded and ran to find Chen Fang.

Chen Fang was a middle-aged man with a sad face. Zhao Hanzhang looked at his hands and saw that his hands were thick, his fingers were cracked, and black could be seen in the cracks. His expression softened and he asked with a smile: "Your name is Chen Fang?" "

Chen Fang lowered his head anxiously and replied, "Yes, little Chen Fang."

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