Chapter 651 Winter Festival
Chapter 651 Winter Festival
Chen Zhaoan wrote them down one by one and listened to the end.
"Young people between fourteen and twenty? What does Lord Liang want them to do?"
"I have my own uses."
Liang Qu didn't say much, and Chen Zhaoan didn't ask much.
After a brief retelling and confirmation that it was correct, the village elder left on his crutches.
night.
The light of the stars and the moon flows quietly.
The busy clerks at the port gradually dispersed.
Liang Qu held the fish eggs out of the water, cut the tough membrane with a green wolf's knife, and divided them into three parts.
One copy was given to the household steward Zhang Xu, who was asked to pass it on to the King of Yue. It would be a pity not to taste this new and rare thing in the sea.
Another copy was frozen in the ice cellar and left for the master who had not yet returned home.
The last one...
Small courtyard.
The weeds in the corner stood and swayed in the biting cold wind, and the yellowish tips of their leaves did not seem so relaxed.
Wen Shiyun rode Wulong to patrol the territory.
Otter was accompanying him on both sides, pulling Wulong's collar with his claws, and following behind him.
The grandson is back.
The attitude of the Hui people is different.
Master of face changing.
Snapped!
Withered vines hung down, sparks flew from the brazier, and Su Guishan lay on a bench and dozed off.
"Uncle!"
Liang Qu held the squid eggs and placed them on the table.
The scent is tempting.
Su Guishan glanced at him and said, "Tell me what you want."
"Give me two precious fishes!"
"Go to the river and pick it yourself."
"Got it!"
Liang Qu held the badge in his hand and walked out quickly in the night.
It only took a moment.
The silver dragon and blood lion in the water tank in the courtyard successfully "multiplied" and each had an extra "copy".
Exchanging small for big, it works every time!
A small hobby of a big guy is enough to support a lot of people.
Taotaokai and Wen Shiyun lay down beside the tank, staring at the swimming blood lion with their mouths wide open.
"It's poisonous, don't touch it."
Liang Qu patted the little stone's head and pulled it away from the water tank.
Finished shooting.
He always felt something was wrong.
An inexplicable sense of déjà vu.
I thought about it.
Perhaps he thought it was not safe, so he asked Taotaokai to move the water tank to the study and locked the door.
Patting Little Stone on the back and letting him go to the backyard to play by himself, Liang Qu turned and went to the pond to check on the progress of the animals.
The cold night was quiet, the water in the pond was calm, and dozens of sea butterflies were emitting orange light and dancing gracefully. Occasionally, a turtle pagoda would slide into the pond, stirring up the waves, and whirlpools formed by blue light would roll against the pond stones.
Beauty is beauty.
But I feel heartbroken when I think about the cost.
Two days ago, Long Yanrui came to pay the bill, and Liang Qu had no idea that Haidie would be so outrageously expensive.
The sea butterfly itself is not expensive, but it is neither a spirit nor a monster. If it wants to survive in fresh water, it must be fed with special freshwater algae for transformation.
This thing that was originally worthless, became extremely valuable after the modification, and if you exchange it for another one, it would cost almost ten taels each!
Fifty, five hundred taels!
There were even two that weren't properly corrected. They died suddenly after being raised for a while, their bodies floating in the water, and the patient lost twenty cents of blood.
Ugh.
I’ve bought them all.
There is no such thing as returns.
Swallow the bitter fruit and think of yourself as a great person, whose little hobby supports other fish.
Eyes move.
Look at the pond again.
The uncomfortable mood suddenly felt much better.
There are still a lot of good things.
The newly assembled ship models look very realistic, one is complete and the other is half made.
Practice makes perfect.
It initially took the beaver family more than two months to assemble the big boat, but now they have successfully shortened the time to two months.
In terms of replacement efficiency, it is gradually higher than manufacturing normal large ships.
Just like last year, there is no need to rush to make the finished products. We will deliver two together during the Chinese New Year as a special supply for the Spring Festival.
However, the big beaver temporarily stopped the work at hand and ran to the pond to build a small wooden house.
New mission for the Beaver Family!
Digging a bathhouse! Xu Yuelong's bold idea was quite groundbreaking and inspired Liang Qu.
Life cannot be without a hot bath.
This is especially true in winter.
Don't go to the outside bathhouse.
Boiling and draining water at home is inconvenient.
Liang Qu decided to use volcanic algae to build a home version!
Not complicated.
Let "Unable to Move" and "Fist" who are good at digging holes dig a large hole with three steps on the ground. The bottom layer is paved with pebbles, like a natural rock hot spring. The water inside is not connected to the pond, and volcanic algae is grown.
At two-thirds of the pit mouth, several pillars are inserted to build a small wooden house, which is covered with precious wood that is not rotten when soaked in water and has good heat conduction effect.
The heat is then transferred to the cabin through the wooden boards. Adding water makes it a perfect bathhouse, and without water it becomes a sauna.
It can be used both outdoors and indoors!
enjoy!
"Can't Move" wagged his tail, looking forward to the open-air bath.
"Keep working hard! Once you finish building the wooden house, I'll give you two more pieces of good ore every month!"
The big beaver clapped his tail.
Sawdust flew everywhere.
Chew, chew, chew~
……
noon the next day.
The sky is gray and it looks like it's going to snow.
Chen Zhaoan delivered the roster in the cold weather and put his hands on the brazier to warm them.
"Nowadays, Yixing Town has a large population, but originally Yixing City had about 300 households. Over the past two years, several households have bought residential land and split up and moved to other places, leaving not many young people who meet the requirements."
Liang Qu took a quick look.
The content was roughly consistent with what Chen Zhaoan said. It was just a few pages long and contained dozens of young people, each with their name, age, and parents, followed by a few lines of comments about their character and deeds.
The village elders are quite good at doing this.
In a small village, every household will know clearly which good boys there are and what their personalities are, whether they are idle, hardworking and filial, or stupid and simple.
During this time, Liang Qu also noticed a familiar name.
Liang Liu.
Hey!
I almost forgot that I have a cheap uncle.
Six sons.
Liang Guangtian's son, about seventeen or eighteen years old, looks half a year younger than himself, and is also a native of Yixing City.
But the name was not circled with a cinnabar pen, and the comments after the name were weak-willed, petty-minded, and vulgar in speech.
A very ordinary citizen.
Chen Zhaoan was hesitant when registering.
When Liang Guangtian came to Liang Qu's house to cause trouble, he was the one who beat him out with his crutch.
How could I not know that there has always been a grudge between the two families?
After thinking about it for a long time, I finally thought that it was unnecessary and it would not be a good thing to make a decision for Liang Qu, so I still wrote it down.
In Yixing Town, no one dared to squeeze or help unless the real boss gave the order.
Therefore, although Liang Guangtian's family did not benefit from Liang Qu's wealth, their life was not too bad. They were ordinary villagers.
Liang Qu was not polite and directly put a big cross on the name.
It’s different in the past.
In the past, Liang A Shui's actions against his poor relatives were somewhat detrimental to his reputation.
If we act again now, others will think that our poor relatives are to blame.
It’s just that the realm and mentality are different.
Liang Qu was too lazy to bother.
A nobody who is not worth mentioning.
Scan it several times.
Tick off two names that look familiar, but have no cinnabar marks.
"When you need the list again in the future, you don't have to give me the names of Liang Guangtian's family. Let the ones I circled and the ones marked with cinnabar pen come to see me separately after the River God Festival."
"know."
Chen Zhaoan put away the roster, left a eulogy, and then said goodbye.
Crack!
Sparks are rising.
Liang Qu read the sacrificial poem several times, put it in the drawer, and returned to the pond in the backyard.
The water waves are flowing.
The fat catfish and other animals were ready for battle.
Liang Qu jumped into the water and transformed into a white ape. After a few flashes, he swam to the swamp via the underground river.
There are too many spies sent by Jiaolong in the waters of Pingyang Prefecture.
Before offering sacrifice to the river god, a simple cleanup is required and suitable offerings are selected.
(End of this chapter)