Wei and Jin cooks

When the shop owner of a hut nearby heard this, he sighed and replied: "Sir, don't listen to his nonsense. He is treacherous. Every time the eldest son passes by his shed, he will run out and snatch it from him." Fill the water bag with water, or give tea to the eldest son. The eldest son drinks his water, so he is embarrassed to go to other places. His noodles are not as delicious as my wontons. If you don’t believe me, come here and try it."

Zhao Hanzhang glanced at the noodles in the bowl and said simply, "Then you can also make a bowl of wontons and bring them over. I'll eat them all."

When Fu Tinghan and Fu An came over, they saw two shopkeepers standing next to Zhao Hanzhang, who was eating two mouthfuls of wontons.

Seeing Fu Tinghan, she hurriedly waved to him and asked, "Do you want noodles or wontons?"

Fu Tinghan glanced at the two bowls in front of her and said, "Let's eat wontons."

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and asked the store to bring him another bowl of wontons.

She told the two of them: "The noodles are very chewy and the fillings of the wontons are very fresh. They are both very good. I love them both."

The two shopkeepers were satisfied and left separately.

Zhao Hanzhang quietly exhaled and asked Fu Tinghan, "Why are there so many restaurants opened next to the workshop?"

Fu Tinghan said: "There is little food allocated from above, and the workshops cook their own meals. Workers often make troubles because of food problems, so I let them directly subsidize the food expenses and let them find ways to get food by themselves."

After that, many sheds began to be erected near the workshop, specifically for cooking.

Because the workshops were guarded by soldiers, at first only the workers' family members dared to set up stalls nearby. Later, people in the city discovered that as long as they had household registration and did not cause trouble, the soldiers would not embarrass them when they came here, so the people who built the wooden sheds That’s more.

It was meal time, and not long after Fu Tinghan sat down, workers slowly came running over to eat.

The small stall was immediately filled with people, and the shop owner was so busy that he had no time to pay attention to Zhao Hanzhang.

When the workers who sat down saw Fu Tinghan and Zhao Hanzhang, they all saluted before sitting down.

Zhao Hanzhang looked at it and smiled and said: "I didn't expect that the high table and high stool would be accepted first here."

Fu Tinghan's wontons were served, "It's convenient. People accept new things quickly. These wontons are good."

Zhao Hanzhang raised his eyebrows and asked: "You have been here for so long, you have only eaten noodles from this restaurant, right?"

Fu Tinghan ate wontons without saying anything.

Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help but laugh out loud and said to him: "Next time you go in a different direction and go around from wherever you are, you won't end up at this noodle shop first."

Fu Tinghan: "It takes time, and the noodles taste really good."

"But don't you get tired of eating the same thing for a long time?"

Fu Tinghan thought for a while and shook his head, "I don't feel tired at all."

Zhao Hanzhang looked at him seriously and then shook his head and smiled. After the two of them had eaten, they went to the viewing workshop together.

Fu Tinghan said: "What you want, Liulifang and Iron Shop, have been made."

Because Luoyang is very large and faces strong enemies, the workshops here are not separated, but are all located in the south of the city.

There is a half-burned house and a large field here. Fu Tinghan moved all the original residents away and directly enclosed this land and used it all to build a workshop.

Liulicang, an iron shop for forging weapons, a paper mill, and a bookstore are all located here. The roads in and out of here are guarded by Zhao's army, making it difficult for outsiders to get close to the workshops.

The relationship between workshops is also very strict now, and only people from the workshop can enter.

Fu Tinghan took her to see Liulifang first.

There are also workers working overtime. They are carefully putting the finished glass into the box, filling the grid with wheat straw and hay, fixing the glass and putting on wooden boards and wooden frames. Then they are padding the grid with hay and putting in the glass. .

Liu Lifang's steward Liu immediately came to greet him. He was selected from the army. He was very happy to be able to be the steward of Liulic Fang.

This time, several workshop managers in Luoyang were all selected from the army. They were very happy and cherished this opportunity.

Working as a workshop manager, there is basically no promotion path. It is not as promising as being in the army, but people will die in war.

They were not afraid of death when they were soldiers, but it would be best if they could not die.

The casualty rate on the battlefield was too high, so it was not a pity to give up the promotion path and become a workshop manager. At least Manager Liu was very satisfied.

He is also very loyal. He bowed and said: "General, eldest son, all the colored glazes have been made. This batch sent to Xiliang will be delivered to the Xiliang military camp before evening."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "Make the gift list ready."

"yes."

After viewing this batch of colored glaze, Zhao Hanzhang asked: "Has the batch of colored glaze that Ting Han asked for ready?"

Manager Liu immediately said: "It's still a little bit worse, but it's almost there."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded slightly and asked Fu Tinghan, "Do you want to build a warehouse nearby to store it? It can also be resold."

Fu Tinghan thought for a while and nodded. He couldn't let Gao Jie come into contact with the people in the workshop, but he couldn't do too many things. It would be best to build a warehouse to do transactions.

Fu Tinghan looked at Fu An, "I leave this matter to you."

Fu An agreed. There were too many lice but it didn't itch. Anyway, he had enough errands to do now, and he didn't miss this one.

Then they went to the iron shop.

Fu Tinghan had someone build a blast furnace and make a sword according to her request.

The blacksmith also made a scabbard, thinking it was worn by Zhao Hanzhang. He spent a lot of effort, and when he saw Zhao Hanzhang coming, he took out the sword from the box and presented it to him.

Zhao Hanzhang slowly drew out his long sword. The blade of the sword shone with a bit of cold light in the setting sun. It looked like a good sword at first glance.

The blacksmith said from the side: "Thanks to the eldest son. If the eldest son hadn't made the blast furnace, I wouldn't be able to make this sword."

Zhao Hanzhang shook the long sword in his hand, and the sword rang softly. She couldn't help but praise, "What a sword!"

She looked at Fu Tinghan with bright eyes, "Thank you very much."

Fu Tinghan pursed his lips and said with a smile: "No thanks."

Zhao Hanzhang glanced at the sword box and said directly: "This box is not worthy. I will go back and find a good wooden box and cover it with brocade."

She said: "This sword is called Dingguo Sword."

This is the name of the sword that Zhao Hanzhang decided on when she wrote to Zhang Gui last night. She wants to give this sword to Zhang Gui. He is the Dingguo Sword of the Jin Dynasty!

Of course, if this sword is given by the emperor, it will definitely have full effect, but why should she do good things for Emperor Jin and Jin Dynasty?

Zhao Hanzhang sent it directly in his own name.

Zhao Hanzhang took the sword back to Zhao's house, and asked Tinghe and others to rummage in the warehouse for a long time, and finally found a long purple sandalwood box.

Ting He said: "This box was copied by the Second Young Master, and I don't know whose house it was copied from. Do you think the sword can be put down?"

Zhao Hanzhang put it inside and found that the wooden box was still a little longer, but it didn't matter. She pretended not to see it, covered the box and said, "It's quite suitable." After a while, it was too late to make the box again.

Time was running out. If she hadn't been waiting for this sword, she would have asked Huang An to go to Xiliang.

Good night