Why does he feel like he has become an old housewife
The emperor said, "Those who are capable should do more work."
Zhou Shuren, "..."
If it wasn't for the people, he wouldn't want to see them starve to death. He really didn't want to worry about it; it was too tiring.
The next day, at Pinggang, Rongchuan saw General Hou. Hmm, General Hou smelled fishy. "What's this, General?"
General Hou looked sullen. "I personally went on the cruise this time. When I came back, the ship was full of fish smell. I washed my clothes several times but they still smelled fishy."
Rongchuan thought of himself, he also wanted to come into contact with the sea fish.
General Hou asked, "King Qin, please."
Rongchuan followed General Hou to the place where the sea fish were stored. General Hou explained, "I have requisitioned the ice cellar in Pinggang, but there are too many fish and many are left in the open air. Fortunately, it is winter and they are not likely to go bad."
Rongchuan walked into the open air. Hmm, this taste is too sour and refreshing. His eyes fell on the seaweed again. "General, you have worked hard."
General Hou didn't feel it was hard, he just felt it was torturous and tasted terrible.
Time is life. After Rongchuan got familiar with the job, he started to do the job. Several workshops employed the families of soldiers, and paid half of their wages and the other half in fish cakes.
Although fish cakes contain more rice bran and straw, they are also very popular. If you add more salt, they can be stored for some time.
Rongchuan's job went smoothly. After the first batch of fish cakes were shipped away, Rongchuan felt like he was about to become a fish.
Fishing not only catches fish, but also shrimps and other seafood. They are sorted and put away, and the really expensive ones are sold to merchants without asking for silver, only in exchange for food.
The only people who were truly short of food were ordinary people. Those with some wealth had stored grain, not to mention the wealthy families who had fertile fields and farms. Not to mention, some precious seafood was exchanged for a lot of food.
Some foreign merchants would also exchange some for food.
With the success of Pinggang fish cakes, workshops were set up in other ports one after another.
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed. Zhou Shuren breathed a sigh of relief. The fish cakes are now divided into several grades. The good ones are military rations, and the others are relief rations. No one can afford to lose the soldiers who are guarding the country. Even if the territory is expanded, they still have to suppress it!
Some fish cakes were exchanged with merchants, who then exchanged them for cornmeal, rice bran, etc.
When Rongchuan came back, Xuehan was about to leave the confinement period. Rongchuan spent every day in the workshop, and no matter how many times he washed, there was still a faint fishy smell on his body.
Xue Han endured the discomfort in her nose and said with concern: "You have lost weight."
Rong Chuan's nose was so smoky that he could no longer smell his own scent, but knowing his wife well, he knew that he still had the scent. This time, he couldn't go to see his youngest son. "I'm going to take a shower."
Xue Han hurriedly pulled him back, "Don't go. There are red marks on your neck. You must have washed it many times."
Rong Chuan felt a little pain in his neck when he moved. He had also soaked flower petals, so he would not tell his wife. "We can only wait for a while until the pain fades slowly."
"Now that you're back, who's in charge?"
Rongchuan, "Ming Teng and Xu Chen are in charge."
Xue Han was happy, "I'll cry to you when Ming Teng comes back."
"I am doing this for their own good, to strengthen their will."
He was tempered by the hardships and his two children had to go through the same experience.
In the main courtyard, Zhulan looked at Yushuang's letter, "This kid said the price of seaweed has gone up a lot."
Zhao, "Yes, my husband and I plan to go see her. My husband bought a lot of seaweed. The price of seaweed has been rising recently."
Zhulan put down the letter and asked, "Have you packed your luggage?"
"It's already been packed."
If they hadn't been waiting for their sister-in-law to finish her confinement, they would have set off half a month ago.
Zhulan said, "I have prepared two carts of food for Yushuang, you can take them back together."
Now is the time to have food stored at home, so there is no need to worry, and sending food is the most appropriate thing to do.
It is not the most food-scarce time now. The grain has just been harvested in autumn. The situation will only become serious next year. I am afraid that the temperature next year will not be high. The grain output in ancient times is too sad.
Zhao said, "Mother, my husband and I are preparing food."
"You are preparing as parents because you love your daughter. I am preparing because of my love for her."
Zhao had no choice but to accept the words, "I, your daughter-in-law, thank you on behalf of Yu Shuang."
"Well, you guys should be careful on the road."
"We'll be careful."
In a blink of an eye, it was time for Xue Han to finish her confinement. She returned to Prince Qin's Mansion. Because the child was sick, Xue Han did not dare to bring the child to the palace.
In the end, it was the Empress Dowager and the Emperor Retired who went to the Prince of Qin's Mansion to see the child.
In a blink of an eye, Changyi and his wife set off for Zhangzhou, and they also brought Yudie and Mingfeng with them.
Mingrui sent his parents out of the city, and when he turned around, he was startled, "Why are you here?"
Yuan Bo's hair was covered with snow, and he looked at the carriage eagerly, "I missed it."
Mingrui gathered his cloak and his eyes fell on the box in Yuanbo's hand, "What's in your box?"
Liu Yuanbo was thinking about whether to catch up, but his hands were more thoughtful than his brain and he had already whipped the horse.
Mingrui came in a carriage. He just walked to Liu Yuanbo's horse to talk. Now the horse galloped out, raising snowflakes. A gust of wind blew and sprinkled on Mingrui's face.
Liu Yuanbo didn't pay any attention to his uncle at all, his eyes were fixed on the convoy in front.
Yudie moved her ears in the carriage, and Mingfeng asked in confusion: "Sister, what are you listening to?"
Yudie, "I think I heard someone say wait."
Ming Feng huddled in the quilt and hugged the hot water bottle tightly, "Sister, it was only the sound of the wind that you heard wrongly."
Liu Yuanbo's horse quickly caught up, and the convoy stopped. Changyi pushed open the carriage window and said, "Yuanbo, are you here to see me off?"
Liu Yuanbo was nervous when facing his future father-in-law. His father said that his future father-in-law was a ruthless person. "Yes, I heard the news and prepared something."
Chang Yi smiled. Although his future son-in-law was stingy, he was still very good at pleasing his father-in-law. He stretched out his hand to take it, "Good boy, I appreciate your kindness."
Liu Yuanbo was silent. Everything he prepared was what Yudie liked. He didn't know if his future father-in-law would be angry, but he probably wouldn't.
In the end, Liu Yuanbo could only meet Yudie through the car window, and Liu Yuanbo was happy.
The servant covered his face and said, "Sir, please stop laughing."
Liu Yuanbo, "What?"
The servant told Liu Yuanbo how the young master had covered Mr. Zhou in snow. Liu Yuanbo said, "..."
Chang Yi's cheerful face froze after he opened the box. "If I remember correctly, these are all snacks and candies that my daughter likes?"
Zhao was already laughing so hard that she almost had a stitch in her side. "Yes, they are all my daughter's favorites."
Chang Yi's face darkened. "I think my vision in choosing a son-in-law is not good. Do you think it is possible to cancel the engagement?"
The eldest brother's son-in-law often sends good things back to honor his father-in-law. But he, the eldest son-in-law is away, let alone sending things back. He is always thinking about the eldest son-in-law. The future son-in-law is very stingy, and it makes me jealous just thinking about it.
Zhao squinted and asked, "What do you think?"
Chang Yi closed the box in frustration. Bah, he told his daughter that he had prepared it and Liu Yuanbo had nothing to do with it.