Bring The System To Datang

Chapter 2166 the family has no nationals in extension (second more)

Several people chatted, just ate a small burrito and the soup was ready.

Yajia Cabbage Tofu Soup, the tofu is frozen tofu with a honeycomb inside.

Generally northerners eat this in winter, because tofu is not easy to store, and can be stored for a long time when frozen.

One is made into salted dried tofu, the other is made into frozen tofu, which can be made at home, but fermented bean curd and stinky tofu cannot.

Replace it with a place that is neither cold nor so dry, and it will be made into a thousand sheets.

Including the stink beans that are now in Datang, and the over-fermented tempeh, which was just learned in Waguo, and later it was called natto.

Now Silla, and later Bangzi, the miso soup that he drank was the military rations that existed in the dynasty before the Tang Dynasty.

Use vinegar cloth for those with poorer weight. Put a bunch of seasonings and linen cloth to cook together. Vinegar is mostly used for sterilization.

If it’s good, give it to the tempeh, which is dried, and it is fermented to make it, and then salt is added.

When the weather is hot, get some water into it to get the miso, and put a little bit in the war.

Vitamin supplements can also adjust the gastrointestinal flora after the protein is fermented.

This is the wisdom of China, even if you go to sea, you will not get sepsis.

There is no night blindness in fighting at night, otherwise, how could there be so many night attacks?

Li Yiru thought, eating a duck soup soup, which actually gave birth to a sense of national pride.

“Brother Yi has a good plan?” Li Longji didn’t know what Brother Yi was thinking in his heart, and asked with Li Yi’s ‘lighting up’ expression.

“There is no need for a good strategy, the military power is in hand.”

Li Yiting looks down on the messenger behind him, you toss hard, you don’t have soldiers, and you just clean up when you say clean up.

“Need to expand the army?” Li Longji agreed that since Yu Lin flew into the army, he found that the court was particularly stable, and no matter which officials were, they were very cooperative.

“The echelon trains Yulin Feiqi, as previously stated, there will be no more recruits in the future, and the Zhechong Mansion is gradually cancelled and mainly volunteers.”

Li Yi knew that the soldiers of Zhechong Mansion were not easy, and there was no hope for soldiers for generations.

Now other people’s children are studying hard and waiting for opportunities.

Now that there are volunteers, there will be no people who enter the army and have no hardships and have to withdraw.

How many times does the first group of 3000 Yu Lin Feiqi have the chance to withdraw? Why don’t they retreat?

The responsibility of the family lies in the body, there is no retreat, life is better than death.

“Sad!” Li Chengqi watched Ji Yizheng’s performance on the screen and shook his head: “They actually know that the trend is over, but they just don’t want to accept it.”

“They are familiar with history books and know that dynasties have changed. Whenever they have a chance, they want to replace them. There is no livelihood in their hearts.”

Li Yi put aside his lips, he didn’t want to be emperor anyway.

He killed Li Longji and became an emperor by himself, and the place would be turbulent again, and foreigners would take the opportunity to enter.

What he can do as an emperor is as capable now, why does he have to sit in that position?

“Everyone eats, the duck meat that Li Lang slices is delicious.”

Princess Yongmu didn’t want a few people to discuss national affairs when they were eating, too tired.

Thanks to the presence of Li Lang, otherwise Datang promises to be inferior to the present.

She thought very simply, in fact, she didn’t know the role of Li Yi at all. It wasn’t that it was inferior to the current problem. Datang was over in a few decades.

“Eat meat and eat it at night.” Li Longji was in a good mood and watched when he was calculated.

He has the feeling of a cat scratching a mouse. It’s interesting. You guys are tossing hard.

I finished eating there first, and the two of them strolled around, and everyone continued to build the road.

Now road repairs are not outsourcing layer by layer. If the road is not good, the car will collapse as soon as it passes, and you will have to be held accountable when you look back.

A group of people involved in this period of construction were all cleaned up. When it was small, it was a rebellion, and when it was large, it was a delay in the military situation.

Small exiles, big strangulation or beheading.

So the engineering quality of Meiguan Ancient Road is so good? Use life mortgage to repair.

It will be fine for at least a few decades, and follow-up will continue to be repaired. There is no such thing as a situation where it breaks as soon as the repair is completed and there is no penalty.

The railway is particularly secure right now. People who patrol for maintenance wander around every day, and if there is a problem, they will lose their lives.

Li Yi originally envisioned patrolling for the cavalry, and the person in charge had his own wisdom.

How much does a cavalry patrol cost? The horse runs around, can’t it be a cavalry patrolling, right?

When the train passed by, it threw things down and washed coal, all of which were bright pieces, good coal.

The sacks were packed and thrown down, some broke the sacks, and some were still intact.

The villagers in the village on the roadside helped patrol. They brought things and picked up the thrown coal.

There was nothing to do. Several old men were walking along the railway together, holding sickles, ropes, and shovel in their hands.

Mowing the grass and hitting the firewood on the roadside trees.

I helped patrol again, and brought back rabbits and pigs, and set fire to them by the way.

The power of the masses is the most powerful, and given a little benefit, they treat it as an important matter, not to mention the newspapers also say how important the railway is.

At that time, Li Yi did not deliberately put things on the railway tracks, and there was no monitoring there, because the people knew the consequences of derailing the train.

The people helped guard the train on the road, and the train from Haizhou was throwing dried fish down.

“It’s still our Datang’s simple folk customs. For people like this, it’s worth paying more for them.”

Li Yi looked at the construction operation in the low-lying place on the screen, feeling deeply.

People build roads there, but the roadbed underneath it is not good enough.

Spread it normally, press it down, and it won’t be visible.

As a result, the people carried the water bucket, and then the iron drill pierced in, shaking it back and forth, while pouring sand and watering it.

The sand was flowed in by the water along the swaying mouth of the drill, and then continued to send small stones in, and then the stones were crushed by the roller.

Li Yi thinks that if the road is repaired, a 100-ton truck can pass.

After feeling, Li Yicai remembered what Li Longji had just said, and replied: “If you don’t eat duck at night, it’s too cold. If you still want a similar taste, eat roast chicken at night.”

“Listen to Brother Yi.” Li Longji was happy.

Look, next to Brother Yi, if you want to ask about politics, you can ask about politics. If you have an idea, you have an idea. By the way, he is also in charge of the imperial medical department.

Suddenly I want to eat a meal that was not prepared in the cafeteria, but I can cook it myself.

I want to compose poems, sing and dance, brother Yi plays with him, draws a picture, and writes calligraphy.

When encountering danger, suddenly the enemy is suddenly thrown off.

“Yeah! Li Lang is right.” Princess Yongmu nodded. Suddenly she didn’t know why, and she felt a sense of urgency. It seemed that someone was going to grab Li Lang from herself.

Ji Yizheng on the screen also seemed to have a sixth sense. He kept looking left and right, even facing the camera for two seconds, and the camera gave him a close-up.

“Zi Zhong, do you feel anyone is looking at us?” Ji Yi asked Ron.

“There are many people watching.” Ron doesn’t have a sixth sense, and people around the road will look at him from time to time.

“Yes!” Ji Yizheng shook his head, thinking that he was thinking too much.

“This situation belongs to the sense of crisis, everyone has it, but some people are affected by empiricism and no longer believe it.”

Li Yi saw Ji Yizheng’s appearance and introduced a theory.

The guards in Zhuangzi who survived the battlefield are more prominent in this respect.

Those people are not saying that they get injured after one battle, but that they fight again and again.

Therefore, the trajectory when they take action is different from that when normal people fight.