"Let's make peace!"

"It is the process of adding water when there is too much noodles, adding noodles when there is too much water, and repeating the cycle."

"Stir until it feels slightly hard and knead vigorously."

"Water should be lukewarm, add salt."

"..."

Luo Yi rolled up his sleeves high and fumbled with the clay pot to knead the dough.

Mouth talking about the technical details of the dough.

Hua Niang, who was standing by the pot frying mutton dumplings, watched him kneading the noodles intently, nodding her head repeatedly.

Said to remember.

Behind him, surrounded by six girls of different sizes, watched in amazement as the flour turned into dough.

Then it is pinched into two long noodle pillars that are as thick as a child's arm.

Cut off one by one, put sesame oil on it and turn it into a noodle machine.

When the water in the pot boiled, Luo Yi pinched and elongated the noodle machine.

The stretching process is scary.

With two hands, pinch a head of noodles with one hand and repeatedly beat them on the chopping board.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"..."

"Snapped!"

The noodles fluttered up and down in his hands, extending and extending again.

Double fold, stretch.

Double fold again, stretch again.

Immediately, it flew into the big iron pot, twisting and dancing with the boiling water bubbles.

The aroma of wheat also floated with the steaming heat.

It caused the little ladies behind them to keep slobbering from their mouths.

Luo Yi, who finished pulling all the noodles in one go, walked out of the kitchen with the support of the green bamboo, sat on the chair at the door of the kitchen and continued to direct: "Take out the noodles and rinse them with cold water first."

"Split the onion from the middle and cut it into thin strips."

"Blanch it again with freshly boiled sesame oil."

"..."

In order to eat noodles, he has been busy for eleven days.

Carefully instruct Hua Niang on various technical details, because she is afraid that the first bite of noodles in her mouth will not be strong enough.

"Sir, the noodles are ready, and the new garlic is ready for you!"

After half a year.

Luo Yi finally ate the oily noodles that he had missed for a long time.

Holding the pottery bowl the size of a human head in one hand, he ate noodles and garlic heartily.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people around.

He wanted to cry.

Special code!
I finally live the life of a human being!
The wheat used to grind flour was not the wheat seeds sent by Ergou who had already rushed to the Western Regions.

It comes from the artisans hired to repair the pigsty.

More than ten days ago, Luo Yi suddenly smelled the aroma of wheat near Tangyu.

Following the scent, I ran to the construction site where the pigsty was being built, only to find that the "lai rice" cooked and eaten by the craftsmen was wheat.

winter wheat.

According to the craftsman, the taste of winter wheat rice is not very good, but it is very filling.

It is not as delicious as corn and rice, but it is very hungry.

A good meal for dry heavy manual labor.

It's no wonder that the whole grain of wheat is cooked as rice, and the taste is so good!
From this, Luo Yi learned that winter wheat had spread to the Central Plains during the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

It's just that the rich and powerful don't like to eat it very much, and the common people have very little land, and the planting area is very small.

Mainly because it takes a lot of water to grow it.

The first-class paddy fields are owned by the rich and powerful, and ordinary people cannot afford them.

Some people are called Mai, and some people are called.

did not say.

Now that he found the wheat, Luo Yi immediately began to chisel and carve stone mills, and built a water mill by the stream not far from Xuanqu Palace.

After working so hard until today, I finally managed to eat a bite of noodles.

pity.

Oil-splashed noodles without chili oil, no soul!

He had to look forward to the magical vegetable like pepper again.

If I remember correctly.

There seem to be native peppers in various parts of Nanyang and Yunnan-Guizhou.

It's just...it's now called the Miasma.

It is also a paradise for jungle beasts such as elephants and giant pythons, and the sphere of human influence has not yet been covered.

It is impossible to get pepper seeds without paying tens of thousands of lives.

"Ugh!~"

Hiccupping and patting his obviously swollen stomach, Luo Yi got up contentedly and walked towards the direction where the pigsty was being repaired, pointing his blind stick.

Next, we can look forward to the braised pork.

Thinking of the oily braised pork with the white rice, his mouth quickly secreted unsatisfactory saliva.

It's not easy!
After more than 2000 years, if you want to eat delicious meals, you have to start from scratch.

Qin people also raised pigs.

Unfortunately, can not eat.

Pork was called dirty meat before the Song Dynasty, mainly because the food it fed was really creepy.

He remembered correctly.

After 2000, a national first-class cultural relic is a pottery figurine in the family style of the Han Dynasty.

The terracotta figurines are exquisitely made.

There are people living in the rooms on the upper floor, and there are no rooms on the lower floor. It is a pigsty.

The people above pull it, and the pigs below eat it.

Thinking about the explosive scene... It is understandable that the scholar Quangui would rather die than eat pork.

It is strange that the pork that is fed can be sold.

Qin people mostly lived in cave dwellings.

There is no substructure but there is a pigsty built separately. Usually, the whole family relieves themselves in the pigsty.

There is no separate hut either.

When Luo Yi had just traveled to Daqin, he asked Ergou for pork.

After hearing about the origin of the dirty meat, he immediately lost interest.

but.

As the interval got longer, his yearning for braised pork grew deeper, and he still couldn't help raising pigs.

Let the black dog who replaced Ergou go to someone else to collect a few breeding pigs.

They are not eaten and are used exclusively for reproduction.

Give birth to a little piglet, feed it with coarse grains, vegetables, wheat bran and sesame bran, and then you can eat braised pork.

Speaking of raising pigs, we are also professionals.

When serving as a soldier, it is inevitable that there will be opportunities to make mistakes.

If you make a mistake, go to raise pigs and reflect!

Old tradition.

In order to raise pigs well, Luo Yi dictated and wrote the first brilliant masterpiece after coming to Daqin - "Postpartum Care of Sows".

Ran and egg.

The woman hired to feed the pigs was illiterate.

How can you understand such a profound knowledge when you can count less than ten with your two hands?
He had no choice but to let Yinhong hold the bamboo slips and teach her mother-in-law word by word.

Not only learn how to care for sows and piglets, but also learn how to read and write.

Yinhong and the pig-feeding woman, one worked hard to teach, the other worked hard to learn, both of them were tortured to the point of death and howling.

He enjoyed it.

Good!

Raising pigs is also knowledge, and it is better to pass it on to others than to fend for itself.

Thinking of the huge production efficiency improved by the plowshare, he ordered Heigou to hire more women who specialize in raising pigs.

The more the better.

It is bound to expand the scale of the pig farm to more than [-] heads.

Let the dignitaries in Xianyang love the braised pork, and at the same time increase the income and meat for the farmers.

Raising pigs is not smelting steel.

Don't be defensive.

Boldly spend money to build pig farms in various villages and hire local farmers to work.

Feasibility is high.

"Sir, slow down, it has just rained, be careful of the slippery road!"

Yinhong finished sucking up the noodles in two or three mouthfuls, and hurriedly followed to serve.

This girl is the knife and pen official Zhao Zhen helped him find.

Responsible for the full-time reading of the continuously collected articles by the Masters of the Hundred Schools, and by the way, excerpt and record all kinds of knowledge in Luo Yi's mouth.

We have been together for more than three months, and there are indeed a lot of things recorded.

After all, Luo Yi has not been idle during this time.

While directing Mo Jing and Mo Chen to design the iron and steel complex, he also tossed about the lead movable type printing machine, new papermaking technology, animal power seeding machine and other technologies that he thought could improve production efficiency.

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