Liu Feifei didn't know how to express it anymore, so she could only listen to Xiaobei's words and nod in cooperation.
There are many thoughts in my heart, official, this is an official, my brother was bullied by the official when he sold dolls in Jiangzhou, maybe the official who bullied his brother does not have the seventh rank, and the seventh rank is already the magistrate of Xia County.
Once you have an official position, you are justified in doing things. If you want someone to build a drainage ditch, you can build a drainage ditch. If you want someone to plant a willow tree, you can plant a willow tree.
"Xiaobei, don’t worry, I’ll do it well. If I don’t, I’ll ask Grandpa San first, our group is rich, and I will share a lot of money in the future. As a supervisor, I promise that I will not be greedy or occupy, if... If I use power for personal gain... I, I... ”
"You raise your head to see you, let's sisters, I'll give you a good time." When talking about this kind of thing, Beckham seems to have changed someone: "I control the emperor's uncles and officials. I want our old Liushu Village to develop well, but I can't keep it, so I can only arrange it for you.
If you do something wrong, I will not say that the world is righteous. I only say that for the trust of the emperor, even if you are not guilty of death, I will impeach you. As you know, all the officials we impeach are not guilty plus five grades.
So Sister Feifei, what do you lack or want, tell me first, we will help you figure out a solution together, you can't do it secretly by yourself. "
Liu Feifei didn’t think that what Beckham said was wrong, and still nodded: “I know, I know, when you are investigating officers, there will be an intelligence network at home to help you, so you can’t be wrong at all. I definitely don’t learn to be serious, listen. Said he was still alive, just beside the street outside the palace gate.
Big deal, um! I can’t decide on something in the future. I ask Grandpa San. Grandpa San can’t make up his mind. Then I’ll ask you again. If you can’t, just ask Brother Xiaobao and Sister Juanjuan, can they do it? "
"That's right, my brother and sister are very good. The emperor's uncles and civil and military officials have to ask my brother and sister if they can't figure it out." When Xiaobei heard others mention his brother and sister, he immediately became proud.
When the two talked, they didn't avoid the people around them, the people in the village and the people in the market. They listened and watched, and they found that those who wanted to find Beckham were not found.
Because they found out that Xiaobei was very calm and did not mention the righteousness of the world, nor said that she was selfish and that she liked the old Liushu Village, so she used her relationship to directly ask the emperor of the dynasty, and said that she had seven ranks. It is seven products, telling the actual job is the actual job.
Oneself and others can not fear her authority, but they can't accuse her of being wicked, not to mention that she is so cute and beautiful, and she is the younger sister of Xiaobao and Cuckoo.
Xiaohai stood up not far away, he was relatively calm, supported his sister’s shoulders, and said to the surroundings: “There are rules and regulations, state-owned and national laws. If you put water into the meat or something, you earn the money you earn. Don’t let me see who reaches out when you shouldn’t.”
"Who dares?" A pig killer took Xiaohai's voice with a loud voice. It was not that he was not afraid, but that he found that the nine children were very reasonable, so he had the courage to say what he wanted to say.
"The pork that I sell for a single sale is all the pigs I picked carefully. The people who bought my meat knew that when the pigs were driven by me, they were so hungry that they would cry and pour water? I wouldn't let them drink if I drank them, didn't they? ?"
The self-proclaimed Ding Yidao shouted to the side.
There were people who bought meat around, and shouted, "Yes."
Xiaohai ignored him, his personality has always been this way, turned around and walked to his mother's side.
Xiaoyuan is more easy-going, always doing silly work, he stood up and echoed the other party: "One cut, I think it's one cut in, one cut out, good craftsmanship."
Ding Yidao didn't care about Xiaohai's attitude. He didn't mention the identity of his family. He only said that he was a business person, and he met many buyers with bad words, and he was used to it for a long time.
But Xiao Yuan praised him, he was happy, don't look at the pig killer, his mind is alive, knowing that today Xiaoyuan praised, he worked hard, and Ding Yidao's name was settled.
There is no need to praise from the sage, as long as nine of them are praised by one person, they can stand up in Datang. If you don't look at other people, Xiaobei will just ask for a seventh-rank official.
Thinking about it this way, Ding Yidao turned and ran back. The one with upside-down legs called a quick one, and almost knocked the two people down. When Xiaoyuan wondered what the other party was running, Ding Yidao came back again, dragging one that looked roughly Two hundred catties of fat pigs.
"There is another living one. I'll kill it for you. If you can't kill it with a single knife, I will kill it." When Ding Yidao spoke, he drew a two-foot-long sharp knife from his back, a narrow knife, not a machete. Knives for killing pigs are different from those for cutting meat and shaving bones.
He didn't dare to hold the blade in his hand to signal to Xiao Yuan that he was not aggressive. Holding it like that, his hand must be useless. Instead, he bit the back of the knife with his teeth, folded his hands, and looked at Xiao Yuan.
"Get back." Xiaoyuan stood up behind him, Zhang Qiang, he told the two quick gunners to back away, and said to Ding Yidao: "Where is the blood receiving basin? I will help you catch the blood, beat the blood, don't waste it, do the blood. Some people like tofu."
Ding Yidao was stunned for a moment, his eyes were red because he was trusted, tears swirled in his eye sockets, he spit the knife on the ground, turned and ran, and when he came back, he held a basin with blood in it, and shook it vigorously to Zhang Qiang. One pass.
"From here to the east, fifteen or six miles away, Dingjia Village is my home. My name is Ding Dasha. There are people standing here who know me. I have a father and a mother, and my daughter-in-law is also from my village. , There are two children, the eldest is five years old, and the second is three years old."
Ding Yidao picked up the knife, rubbed the three-layer pig belt that was passed to the thigh on his waist twice, and said.
Beckham smiled and said next to him: "Okay, you know that you are good at wiping the knife, sister Feifei, if you want to buy good meat in the future, you can go directly to his village and ask him to choose good meat for you. , No money."
There was originally a slightly tense atmosphere in the field, but after Xiaobei said it, it became relaxed again.
Zhang Qiang did not hesitate at all, and brought the pot to the front of the pig, letting the pig who found that the situation was wrong struggling and motionless.
Ding Yishou didn't stop, holding the handle of the knife, with a pig ear on his left. When the pig was struggling with his head up, his right hand stabbed forward suddenly, and inserted it along the left side of the pig's neck with a chuckle.
With a cry of "Ow", the pig screamed violently. Ding turned his wrist half a circle, and then dropped the knife. He rode on the pig that was tied down with four hooves, his right arm was strangled under the pig’s neck, and his left hand. Holding his right hand for a fight, he lifted the pig's head vigorously.
The pig blood splattered and rushed into the basin Zhang Qiang was holding diagonally. Zhang Qiang said he was going to beat pig blood, but he couldn't make it. Xiao Yuan, the most annoying blood, grabbed the chopsticks, and helped others to pour down with a little wine. The blended water stirred vigorously.
The blood foam piled up an inch in the basin, and there was almost no blood underneath. The strangled pig struggled reflexively a few more times, and finally stopped moving. Most of the blood in the basin made Zhang Qiangqing very nervous. With effort, he sat on the ground by himself, gritted his teeth and persisted.
"Okay, fading." Ding slapped and loosened his hand and shouted to the person next to him. Someone who looked like his apprentice took the pig and slammed to the side.
"It's really fishy." Xiaobei leaned over and smelled it, looking scared: "It's too cruel, I'm afraid of seeing blood, pigs are so pitiful."
Xiao Yuan, who was splashed with a lot of blood on his body, threw away his chopsticks: "Okay, don't be hypocritical, you are afraid of pig blood? Do you look less at human blood? Ding a knife is really a knife, one in and one out. , The pig struggled twice, but it’s a pity that the pig’s heart is broken."
"Can it be the same? I eat pigs, but not people. When I eat pigs, I remember the way I was when I killed pigs. I feel softest, right?" Beckham seemed to say to Xiaoyuan, and he seemed to call on the people around me. give support.
As a result, no one made a sound, because everyone thought of Yan Zheng.
After a pause for almost three seconds, the people in the inner courtyard near Wang Zhang's family suddenly yelled: "Yes..."
"Look, there are a lot of people who agree, don't care whether it is true or false, anyway, I am happy to listen to it." Beckham said with a smile, she was really not very demanding.
Of course, if you want to say that the happiest Fei Dingdao is, the three treasures of King Zhang’s family are so close to themselves just now, and they are helping themselves with their work. This trust, I have to go back to the village to brag, brag, brag every day. Every year, others will squeeze by oneself to listen.
Liu Feifei, who had just become a senior official, saw that the killing was over, so she leaned in carefully to look at the blood in the basin, and asked inexplicably, "Can't I cut the blood vessel directly? I don't need such a long knife."
Ding Yidao rubbed his hands on his body and replied: "Okay, but pigs live for a long time. We kill animals. What we pay attention to is a single knife. How fast can be killed, so fast. Kill, kill a chicken, kill a pig, kill a cow is also a kill, don't do it if you are not good at learning skills."
Liu Feifei nodded suddenly, then looked at the blood on the ground and where Ding Yidao's apprentice was, her small mouth pursed in worry.
Ding Yidao’s apprentice shed pig hair there, where there was a muddy stove and a cauldron to boil water. The dead pig was placed on a wooden board, and it was being scraped off by Ding Yidao’s apprentice while pouring hot water. hair.
His movements are proficient and fast. Someone is standing nearby, looking at the posture, he wants to wait for the clean up to buy a piece of meat. Don't think about the taste, just remember that the children of Zhang Wang's family are helping to kill, the meaning is different.
Ding Yidao followed Liu Feifei’s gaze and noticed the incident, and shouted: "Don’t wait, don’t sell it, I’ll send it to Old Liushu Village, and let the high officials divide it, Master Liu, how do you feel? ."
Ding Yidao's joking didn't make Liu Feifei laugh. She looked at all kinds of water on the ground and shook her head: "That's not good."
"Why not? I'm not a bite of a pig." Ding said generously.
"It's not a pig. The pig wants it. It's the blood from killing pigs and the dirty water that cleans up the pigs. In a few days, it will be warmer, and not all flies? There are also the leaves from the market and the fishes that were picked off. Intestines.
Previously, Xiaobei and I said that we would dig a drainage ditch and rush into the river. Now it looks like it’s not working. The blood and smelly things can’t be washed clean. Grandpa Third, what should I do? "
When Liu Feifei became an official, she began to exercise her power and had the right to make decisions.
Old man Liu has been in a special state of excitement since seeing the little girl in the family as an official. The Liu family in Old Liushu Village first came out as a Juren who can get money from the government every year. A seven-rank official was named.
There are many other children doing business with Beckham, and they have something to say to their ancestors when they die. When you look back, you have to take Fei'er to the ancestor's house to worship her ancestors.
After thinking this way, Liu Feifei had asked twice before touching him again, and he recovered, and after hearing it again, she waved her hand generously.
"It's okay. Throw it. The market scattered and went into the river, and then left along the river. What are the few flies afraid of? They can't bite anyone."
"Why don't you die? I learned in the school that flies can make people sick, and if you don't bite them, you will die. I can't do that. I would rather not market."
When Liu Feifei became an official, her temper became bigger.
Xiaobei was listening next to her, and she was also worried. She was not worried about the market in one place in Old Liushu Village. She could deal with the problems of one village. She was worried that there were still many villages in the Tang Dynasty. Think the same.
Seeing Liu Feifei said not to buy the market, Beckham walked to him and pulled Liu Feifei’s arm: “It’s easy to do. I’ll let someone build a big biogas digester and throw dirty things in. Don’t throw wood or anything, just like Our old Liushu Village did the same, so the Zhengzheng building should be repaired for us, right?"
"After repairing, it's useless, you have to wait, wait until the first throw into the inside becomes angry, then after repairing, who will take care of it? Separate people to collect biogas digesters, so they can't work. Money will make less."
Liu Feifei said very practical questions.
"That's right." Xiaobei said after Liu Feifei, thinking about this problem too, because the sellers knew that they couldn't do it, so there must be a dedicated person to do it.
But this kind of market doesn't charge taxes. If you charge one cent a month for each of their stalls as management fees, no one will do it.
"Wait, eat, eat first, I'll discuss with them." First, Xiaobei let someone deliver the food one by one, greeted himself and Xiaoyuan's mother, let the maid serve, she called Xiaoyuan eight people , Sit together, don’t let others disturb, discuss things while eating.
The eight Xiaoyuan people were used to meetings for a long time, gathered together and muttered, and they didn't want to eat.
The people who were invited over to eat were eating very fast. Just a quarter of an hour later, many people finished eating and returned to where they should stay. The market sellers consciously cleaned up, and Liu Feifei said just now. This matter is over, we can't stand up to the wind.
The group of nine had also discussed at this time, and Beckham hurriedly ate half a bowl of rice, came to Liu Feifei's table, and said with a smile: "Okay, the problem is solved."
Liu Feifei’s table is all important figures of the Liu surname in Lao Liujia Village. As the patriarch, Liu Feifei sits north and south and is considered the main seat. Liu Feifei sits in the first position in the lower left hand. From today onwards, her status has changed. Up.
The people at the table were all sitting on folding stools to eat. Seeing Xiaobei coming over, they got up one after another. Liu Feifei walked around and took Xiaobei's hand and asked happily, "How?"
"Find a person in our village to take care of him and pay him monthly. How about this money, let Sinong Temple come out, or let people sell things, how about it? Great, right?"
Beckham looks like I am very powerful.
Liu Feifei snapped her lips and shook her head slightly: "Why should Sinong Temple take the money? People who sell things are even more reluctant to give it."
"Let’s talk about the sellers. Some people sell soup and cakes at the market, right? There are tea sellers, pancakes and fruits, etc. Even if they kill pigs, they have to dehair themselves. They bring firewood to burn them. Collecting firewood also takes time, and they can use this time to do other things, such as buying firewood, which also costs money.
This is the case outside our village. At the market next to Hongnong Amusement Park, there can be a night market at night. Whoever uses biogas to ignite the lights will get the money. "
Beckham stretched out a finger and said while shaking.
Not only Liu Feifei, but everyone in the vicinity nodded and agreed.
"Secondly, why let Sinong Temple take the money? Because they need to go to various places to try various kinds of seed planting, they can't let people bring fertilizer from the capital, they use the fertilizer in our biogas digester, and we will collect it. They have money.
Sinong Temple has researched out good seeds suitable for planting locally, and they will be sold to farmers. Farmers will increase their food income and earn more. Is this a good way? "
Beckham went on to the second point, and his fingers changed from one to two.
The people nearby were all dumbfounded. It should have been a difficult problem to deal with. How come after listening to Xiaobei, it feels like he's still making a profit
"Xiaobei, you are too good, do you want to do this in all places in Datang? Then you have to tell the emperor first."
Liu Feifei jumped happily, and the look in Beckham's eyes was full of worship.
Xiaobei was very embarrassed and waved his hands again and again, saying, "What's so amazing? I just blow it up. Just now we discussed and found that there are many problems, including specific construction, management, rules, and so on. In terms of the law, there are also follow-up developments.
Anyway, if you know a lot of trouble, we can't think of it. We will send the news back to Beijing later and ask my brother and sister about the biogas digester in the market in our village. I used the money to build it. "
Everyone was stunned by what Xiaobei said, and it was just building a biogas digester. Why did it become so troublesome in Xiaobei's mouth
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Also troubled were Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, and Xiaobei passed the news.
When the two of them saw what was written on the paper, their heads suddenly became big.
"This is a separate departmental system. At the same time, it has to be in contact with other departments. Who pays for the repair of the biogas digester? How to recover the cost? How to calculate the extra profit after the management staff is paid out? Who is responsible for the specific collection? Money? This is a special arrangement alone, let alone other issues."
Zhang Xiaobao couldn't imagine that his younger siblings went out once and had so many things to do.
"When we have a court meeting, why bother to think about it by ourselves, let them toss first, come to see the sand table, where is the main enemy forward?" Wang Juan grabbed the paper and motioned to Zhang Xiaobao to look at the sand table.
Zhang Xiaobao looked at the model in the position where only his army left during the last message transmission, and wanted to get an enemy's sandbox, and then compare the two sides. That would be easier.
"It's either in the south or in the north. Anyway, it can't be a place burned a hundred miles in the middle. The fire hasn't gone out yet."
Zhang Xiaobao said.
Zhang Shougui also said the same things as Zhang Xiaobao in about the same time.
A person named Wang Yi said differently: "Our camp is still in ambush in the forest fire zone. I asked the referee to show me on the sand table. In theory, in practice, the specific mountains within our field of vision are shown. The fire burns the data, and there are still people in our camp."