Liu Shaoqing couldn’t think of any other way, so he could only send out the subordinates of the four families. In this group, he was also knowledgeable. Let the subordinates of her own family and the subordinates of the other three families be together. They were divided into three groups. The main job of subordinates is to supervise those three subordinates.
Liu Shaoqing was afraid, afraid that the subordinates of the three families would eat the food provided by him for nothing, and would not work hard for him. He could only use this method. He had already thought about it, if one of the subordinates of the three families would dare to delay things and stop doing things. Live, then the person will be returned directly early tomorrow morning.
At that time, those who are not working will have to peel off their skins even if they die, just to deter other servants.
There are a hundred or thirty or forty people among these subordinates. Every family has to keep a few to do things. Naturally, they will not be sent out. They will be divided into three groups, and they will go in the evening. Go to touch the shrimp.
Liu Shaoqing didn't listen to other people's suggestions. What kind of raft should be used to put the wood out at night. Is it looking for shrimp or killing? During the day, see who would dare to put the wooden raft in the sea
Liu Shaoqing arranged for people to be busy, and the people elsewhere were also busy. Zhang Zhong did not go home in the past two days and has been guarding the construction site in front.
One by one the torches were lit, and the people digging the river had replaced them with well-rested people. They were working hard there. It was easy to get sleepy when working at night, but everyone wanted to have their turn at night, mainly working here at night. People can drink some wine, even if they are not far away, but the humidity is heavy, and the soil is wet when digging the river, which most people can't bear.
It’s easy to catch a cold after sweating, so people who work at night not only can drink some wine, but also the little baby who rotates to give things no longer give water, but send soup, no matter how bad the soup is It is stronger than boiling water, especially the ginger in it, which can be used as a snack.
The vegetable leaves and minced meat in the soup have become the favorite things for people who work at night. They are gentle and comfortable. They work harder one by one. It should be more efficient during the day than at night. Let them return. Come here.
What makes some people regret is that it is not that you can do the work that you want to dare to do at night, three shifts, and high-intensity work. Tomorrow will not be night, but the afternoon.
"Master, are you hungry? Let's eat something." The person in the inner courtyard next to Zhang Zhong asked aloud while Zhang Zhong was still walking around.
Zhang Zhong's stomach was already growling, and he stopped and said, "Then eat some, don't use too much, otherwise you will get sleepy after eating."
"What do you want to eat? There are fried fish wrapped in noodles and fried dishes." The servant asked again.
"What do they eat?" Zhang Zhong pointed to the worker.
"Others eat bread, sir, that dish is made specially for you."
"Oh, let me eat pie too. Put more chopped green onions. If the meat is too fat, put a little less." Zhang Zhong didn't want to lay it out on his own. In that case, his established prestige would be weakened.
But he didn’t know, he chose simple, but there were already prepared things that were not simple, at least better than the people’s things. The dough cakes were cut apart, and the cooked meat was half fat and half lean. When it was broken, put more chopped green onion and coriander, stuffed it into the cake, made five in a row, then stopped and brought it to Zhang Zhong.
Zhang Zhong didn't think so much. He took it and ate. After only one bite, he was stunned. He turned to look at the person who gave the cake and asked, "Xiaobao and the cuckoo are here?"
"Master, how did you know?" This person asked in surprise, that is, a member of the Zhang family, he was beaten to death if he was replaced by someone else who dared to speak like this.
"How do I know? The meat in the steamed bun I just ate used nine processes, some to remove fishy, some to freshen, some to add fragrance, and another anti-vomiting, which used 16 kinds of spices. It tasted very light, and Xiaobao and the cuckoo came out, who has the ability to do it
Especially the coriander and green onion, the coriander is all used in the little nodding place in front, the green onion is white onion, and the few drops of oil are also used to burn the pepper oil with sesame oil. I searched the whole Datang, and I can never find the first place. Two places can be done, and the two children are still not sleeping, what are they doing? "
When Zhang Zhong tasted it, he found that the taste was wrong. It was too familiar. It was the one that I liked too much. When choosing the ingredients, he paid attention to it, and it was not easy to make it. He hadn't tasted this taste from other places. This approach is to have a son and a daughter-in-law have a leisurely mind, and it is never passed on. The Shuiyunjian restaurant in Sanshui County can't eat it, but can only eat it at home.
Almost a little bit of heat, a little bit of seasoning, the taste will change. Others say that there is no chance to taste it, even if you taste it, you can’t learn it. This simple meat tong bun needs two people to make it at the same time, each has its own division of labor.
The servant didn't dare to lie anymore, and said with a smile: "The master is really amazing. You know this is made by the little master and the little lady after tasting it, including the dough that is made of dough, which is deliberately made larger. The master likes this. The little lady and little boy can do it so meticulously.
Master, there is also a salted goose egg, the little boy said, if the master tastes it, he will give this salty goose egg to the master. The little boy also said that the master only takes one bite to know who made the steamed bun. , And asked, sir, yes, the little one has been pulled away. "
While talking, the servant in the inner courtyard handed Zhang Zhong a salted goose egg that was deliberately salted and smelly. It smelled really bad, but it couldn’t stand Zhang Zhong’s favorite food. The salted egg was not very salty. Huang can produce oil, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan can do it, let alone pickling a stinky salted egg.
Zhang Zhong originally didn't want to open a small stove for himself. The usual recipes were fixed every day. He couldn't eat that way when he came here. When he saw what his son and daughter-in-law had prepared, he couldn't refuse anyway.
There happened to be a person who had just been picked up from the dug-out river. There was a mouthful of burrito and a sip of wine. Zhang Zhong approached him and said to this person, "My son and daughter-in-law will prepare it for me. I have something, and the two little boys did it well, so you can try it too."
The next person followed very reluctantly and handed it a meat folder. Seeing that the person received it in a shivering manner, he could only treat it as nothing happened. He knew that the little son and the little lady were not easy to cook, so he only gave it to Some important people or relatives make food and eat.
But as long as it was something made by the two little ancestors, the taste was definitely different from what you usually eat. People in the inner courtyard like them have eaten it, but the most is less than three times, and the least is only once.
Such a good thing is for the master to give to ordinary people. Whoever looks at it and feels uncomfortable, everyone in the inner courtyard knows that if you say that you can eat something, the food made by the little son and the little lady will taste the most. No matter how good the cooks in Shuiyunjian are, they do the same thing.
The man at work was not polite, smiled and received his hand, and said to Zhang Zhong: "A good official, you can eat something made by a child, and I would like to eat it no matter how bad it is. I will taste it, hehe, I... a good official, Your thing is the most expensive thing in the capital, right? How can I taste better than what I had when I went to congratulate Zhang County magistrate on my birthday?"
This person only took a bite and realized the difference. He didn’t eat less burrito. It tasted good, but compared to the feeling of meat in the bun, it seemed to be far worse. The meat inside was actually fat but not greasy, thin but not woody. , The fragrance makes people want to eat this thing every day.
"Of course, the little prince and the little lady are very capable. If the master can't eat it, it's mine. You snatched it, so I am embarrassed to brag about it there? What's in the capital? You can't eat this kind of thing in the capital, either. You are more careful when you do it. You can't afford it with money. Can the things made by the little master and little lady be measured with money?"
The people in the inner courtyard can only think about this in their hearts, and dare not express it at all.
Where does Zhang Zhong know that the people in the inner courtyard have so many thoughts, waiting to eat the leftovers, listening to the child being praised by others, laughed happily, and put another bun in the inner courtyard with a reluctant mentality Passed it down.
"If it tastes delicious, eat more. I made five in total. Two of you, three of me, one more than you. There is no way. If Xiaobao and Juanjuan know that I eat less, the two children will not Happy."
The working people's eyes lit up and they took the things unceremoniously. The one who had taken the first bite began to eat vigorously, and the people in the inner courtyard could only pretend not to hear it.
After waiting for this person to finish eating one meat pie, he handed the other to this chore in the inner courtyard and said, "Master Zhang is really extraordinary. When the little one was picking up something, he deliberately touched your hand with a dirty hand. , You don’t have any reaction at all, it seems normal.
The people in your inner courtyard obviously wanted to eat, but they let it out, without saying a word. You have the final say in the whole Luzhou. The master of the main house is approachable, and the servants in the inner courtyard strictly follow the rules. No wonder the master before leaving. He kept exaggerating and exaggerating, Master Zhang really had the people in his heart, and he was very good at subordinates, and would not cause trouble to the master's family. "
Zhang Zhong understood many things as soon as he heard this. This person shouldn't be a local citizen, so how did he come here
The people in the inner courtyard didn't pick up the meat folder. He was not greedy for good or bad. Hearing this man's words, he leaned to the master's ear and said a few words.
Zhang Zhong understood now, smiled and nodded, and said, "Are you the person arranged by Mr. Zhang to come in, Zhang Jiuling's second housekeeper? Yes, a housekeeper can also do this kind of work. Zhang Jiuling's family is not bad at all. As a minister, go back and tell your master that building roads costs money, and the money is not enough. Say hello, and send the money right here.
The 10,000 guana spent in the past. Within half a month, my fleet from Beijing will come over, and there will be another 30,000 to 40,000 guana. You can take out 10,000 guanan and continue to send it there. There is a chance that people in my hometown will pass. It’s better, don’t miss it, there are not so many times in life. "