MTL - Great Tang Idyll-v4 Chapter 947 Seasoning can be sold with

Xiaobei’s laughter sounded awakened Xu Yizhen, who was digging wild vegetables at the lake. He looked up and looked at the happy nine little guys, his mouth slightly upturned and his face showing a gratifying look.

Zhang Xiaobao just saw the way Xu Yiqi looked up when he looked up. At this time, Xu Yizhen had no sense of enthusiasm when he followed the team. The whole person seemed very easygoing and natural.

Zhang Xiaobao knows that this is a sublimation of thought. When Xu Yiyi goes back, he will be taller than other people in his generation. In that case, he and Xu Jian’s old man have an account.

At the same time, Datang will have one more talent available, or a good official.

Don't look at the current children's books, the requirements of the students are getting higher and higher, and it feels fair, but in fact, it can't offset the advantages of the bureaucratic family.

This is inevitable. The same situation exists in any country and era of the system. Whether it is China, the United States, Japan, or Islamic countries, the origin has always played a very important role.

Then, since you can't stop it, it's better to find ways to improve the personal qualities of the officials' children. If you can't get rid of the water, you can use the method of pushing the waves.

Use the system to restrict some of the power, and use the humanities to influence some of the officials. Even if there are still various kinds of greed, pollution, and corruption, the number will naturally decrease. Try to increase the ability of officials, while ensuring the relative income of officials, their salaries must be in the upper echelons of society, and their welfare is higher than ordinary people, otherwise they will be in a strong temptation.

"Is it, how many wild vegetables have been dug up?" Zhang Xiaobao, who was in a good mood, waved to Xu Yizhen and shouted.

Xu Yiqi slowly stood up, took a basket, took a leek and scorpion in one hand, and walked over here. After a few steps, tilt the basket and let Zhang Xiaobao see the wild vegetables inside. He said, "There is not much. Only a small basket, a few people drink enough soup, cooking can not."

"Hey? How is it different?" Beckham jumped two down to the front of Xu Yizhen, carefully looked at each other from top to bottom, and probed the wild vegetables in the basket, a curious look.

Xiaobei feels that Xu Yizhen in front of him is like a personal, talking tone and action. The feeling for her is calm, not deliberate or unpretentious. The gaze is not aggressive, it is so soft.

"You have changed too fast, what are you playing? Teach me, you taught me to change my face, I taught you to negotiate, and I negotiated very well."

Beckham touched Xu Yizhen and said to him.

"I want to thank you, in fact, I am still me, but I am different when I meet you. As for your skills, I must learn. Even if I cook for you every day, I must learn all of your skills, otherwise Am I not running this far way?"

Xu Yiqi said to the basket on his hand, meaning that he is going to cook today.

Beckham stepped back and waved his hand: "Don't learn from each other. As for cooking, you spare us. You are a good person. You can't torture us like this, but... we have a kind of spice called thirteen incense. Still good. Do not believe you ask Seymour Dharma."

Beckham smiled and looked at Seymour Dharma.

The face of Seymour Dharma is not very good-looking. When he was negotiating, he really wanted to bully the little guys. He wanted to use an ivory bead to change the fifty pounds of salt.

His thoughts are very good. It is only safe to change the salt to his own hands. Although he followed the team of Datang, he had salt before eating. But if someone is angry at a certain day, or if the salt of the entire team is not enough, it will inevitably burden the tribe.

I have a little salt in my hand, and I can use it at a crucial moment. If the little ones can change a few ivory beads, they will have a lot of salt, and they will be able to make a strong breath in the water.

The result is that several people in Beckham asked what kind of seasonings they need to match. If they sell salt directly, they don't sell it. They must match the seasoning.

So this seasoning is expensive, saying that there are eighteen kinds of seasonings, with the salt one by one, then two or two, three or three, up to eighteen combinations, the result is a simple two seasoning and salt with a hundred Fifty-three, and then add 18 kinds of alone with salt, become one hundred and seventy, and then add three or three, four or four, and so on, they are confused, anyway, many, many.

Such a calculation is obviously not acceptable. Seymour Domo is not stupid. He wants to talk about other things and only talk about salt.

Of course, it is impossible for Xiaobei’s nine people to sell the salt directly. Don’t look at the salt in the Tang Dynasty. It’s useful to bring it to the body. Otherwise, if you don’t eat the salt, people will get sick. They also took this point in mind, only to use salt as the main condition to talk about other spices.

Because there are a lot of spices in the local area, except for the peppers, there are many other seasonings that grow well. They are still wondering why they grow a lot of spices in the local area. They know where they are, if there are not so many kinds, Their brothers and sisters at that time in India are not likely to eat curry every day. Even if they are introduced from outside, they must consider the climate, so the local production itself.

Beckham took out a few pieces of venison and let Seymour Dharma taste it. The venison is made with several seasonings. They can't carry the spices on their bodies, and the taste is too bad.

After Seymour Domo had eaten it, I felt really good. After listening to Beckham, they said that it would be better to put more seasonings and taste better.

They are hot and iron, saying that they can provide this kind of seasoning to Seymour Domo and his people in an unlimited amount. As long as they can eat and manage enough, they supply everything, including salt.

The precondition is that Seymour Dharma also needs to devote all of it.

Seymour Dharma is happy, saying how much I want to give you? Beckham said no, it is how much you can eat. If you eat a pound of salt a day, you will give one person a pound, and you can give two pounds if you can eat two pounds.

I went back and forth between each other on this issue. Seymour Tama was very tired. People were nine people. He was one. He said that he was half an hour. He promised to come down. He was in a good mood when he promised. He felt that he could hunt after ivory. But the spices and salt could not be found.

At the time of going out, Beckham said to him that there is a local seasoning. If they want it, they need to send someone to pick it up. Then there are people in the team who give it to the production. How much can be eaten, the premise is that it must be collected. If you don't pick it, your team will pick it up and give you spices. However, your team will pick things up, and the usual wild things will be handed over to the people of your tribe.

When Seymour Dharma knew that he had a local presence and needed to work for himself, people became frustrated.

What Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Hao saw was his tired and frustrated appearance.

Nine little guys are of course happy, because they still have a backhand, they don’t usually eat it, but it doesn’t mean that the thirteen incense is not worth the money. There are still a lot of people in Datang who don’t eat much, and if they move on, they will eat more. People's territory can also be sold to them.

Moreover, the thirteen incense or the eighteen incense is affected by the seasonal factors, as well as the secret of processing. It is not that you have 13 plants or thirteen incense. If you don’t match well, people will get sick, and there are things inside. The sun is dry and the special one needs to be smoked.

This did not tell Seymour Dharma, nor within the agreement. When they picked up the types in the current solar terms, they processed ten copies and gave them a copy. They said that the process failed.

Seymour Domo is still not known at the moment, otherwise it is estimated that it will fall to the ground again, and nitroglycerin can not save the kind.

When he heard what Beckham said, Seymour Dharma smiled at Xu Yizhen, and his smile was stubborn.

Xu Yizhen didn't need to ask to know what was going on. He had heard too many stories of Beckham when they negotiated with others. Thirteen incense he knows better. Although this thing is not very cheap, it is not expensive. Unbearable.

Even if it is an ordinary person, usually do not eat, spend a dozen or so to buy a bag, throw at home, wait for the guests to come to cook to mention the taste, as with tea, that package is enough to eat for half a month, a little life People who are better can eat whatever they want.

Its biggest function is to make meat, even if your cooking is worse, you cook chicken, cook some pork, put water in the pot, put the thirteen incense, the taste is very good, the salt is finally put, this is now Rules, salt in advance will find the same saltiness with more salt, unless it is specially made to produce lo mei, then you must first put salt, and then need to soak for a long time.

Xu Yizhen is pondering at this time, what is the reason why they used the thirteen incense to bully, and the state of Seymour Domo is obviously wrong. This is just not easy.

However, after seeing Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Hao, the emotionally bad Seymour Domo suddenly revealed Enron’s smile. He suddenly understood that his own things might not necessarily be his own.

Since following the Datang people, there are still many good things in their hands, what will happen? It is better to exchange this opportunity for nine children. I would like to come to Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Hao to see that my brother and sister have more good things.

"Hey? You will also change your face." Xiaobei is trying to show off his own record, and suddenly found that the expression of Seymour Dharma has changed, and he is puzzled.

Zhang Xiaobao said to Xiaobei with a smile: "They are not changing their faces, they are changing their minds, they are people, they know how to choose, so their hearts are wide, and they are packed up and we will leave after two days."

"Oh!" Xiaobei promised, but still couldn't understand what was going on. When he found out that he couldn't figure it out for a while, he would no longer think about it. He grabbed the basket on Xu Yiqi's hand and grabbed one end and handed the other end to the small one. In front of the distance, two people rushed to the camp with their baskets.

“Do you still need me to do anything?” Seymour Domo asked Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Hao.

"Don't carry too many things, especially the wood tools that you don't usually use. Throw them and throw them. When people are there, they will get together and get sick." Zhang Xiaobao said to Seymour Domo.

Seymour Dharma hesitated and nodded: "I know, I am sick."

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Xiaobao asked with amazement.

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