Chapter 208: Multiple episodes of a lunch

Old Man Bi really wanted to hold Zhang Xiaobao who was about to go for a break and asked about logistics. Seeing that Zhang Xiaobao was tired, he felt that the master should be tired too. He suppressed his anxiousness and said, "When you finish your meal, let the massage doctor press you, and just sit on the slider together when you come."

"Okay, thank you Grandpa Bi. There is something wrong. I heard that there are many herbs in the local area, and some animals can also be used as medicine. If you want to help the local people, you can put a shop here to purchase medicinal materials and exchange them with salt and cloth. It is best to take the opportunity to find a few people who are willing to teach here to enlighten the people's wisdom. Now if you have something to do, you have to discuss with others. Where is the land and people of the Tang Dynasty?"

The more Zhang Xiaobao thought about it, the more frustrated he became. He did not blame the local people, but for the officials here in the past, who did not ask the court for disaster relief supplies when they were affected, and they also had to pay local tribute every year, just wanting to get it and not prepare to pay. Now, the people are also unwilling to pay.

If this was changed to the place where my father was an official, and if he encountered difficulties, he would immediately respond to the call, such as the donation in Wangjiang.

In Yizhou, you can call him hard, and no one cares about you if you scream, leaving a mess or not.

Old Man Bi also knew about the situation here. There were few people, so if you don’t help, it would not work in the long run. The Zhang family has the ability to manage it. Giving his family two years would probably make the local people better.

But the Zhang family came to organize logistics, not manage local governments, and there were more important tasks waiting for the Zhang family to do. Wouldn't it be useless to throw them into a state with a population of 4,000?

Xiaobao mentioned something good, but who would like to come here?

When he thought of it, he asked, "Xiaobao, do you think others would rather come here to teach the people?"

"Yes, not only, but also many. Officials of the dynasty can be used to be a child. According to the grade, the ranks of Yin are also different. The number of children of Yin is also different. There are many children in the aristocratic family who do not have the ability to take over. They don't know all of them, right?

If you can't be a polite official and have no place in the family, you will tell them that if you do a good job, you will rush to get a job. Another advantage is that no matter what their status is in the family, the family must support you for the sake of face.

I found a hundred children from aristocratic families. Seeing that the people here are having a hard time, they will naturally find ways. After two or three years of training, the children of the playboy have matured. I believe that most people will understand what responsibility is. If such people give them official positions, there is no need to worry that they will not do well."

Zhang Xiaobao felt that he had no time to take care of the people of Yizhou, so he would find someone to take care of it. The poor here made people unable to have any bad intentions. As soon as the children of aristocratic families came in for their official positions, they couldn't do anything without developing.

Old Man Bi couldn't help but nodded when he heard Zhang Xiaobao's words. He knew that no one had taught Xiaobao's method, so he just said it casually. He thought of it when he asked Xiaobao, which seemed to be more insightful than before.

"Hey~! It would be great if all the children of aristocratic families could be like Xiaobao and Juanjuan. They are sensible and sensible. Let the old man think about it and see if this can be done."

Old Man Bi said with emotion and turned around to discuss with Old Man Yao. This matter is not small and requires the emperor's consent. The official is not so easy to give. Of course, it is necessary to divide it. If Xiaobao wants an official now, there is no need for Zhang Zhong to come to Yin. The court will also arrange it. After living at such an old age, he has never seen a child like Xiaobao and Juanjuan.

There is no doubt about the level of the Zhang family chef. The food is not yet ready, so the fragrance is worn out in the wind. Local people are willing to watch the fun even if they don’t help.

It is impossible to smell the aroma of the dish and not be moved. I really want to experience what it feels like when I eat it. It is also made of meat, and it smells like it when I smell it. I don’t know what it is inside. There is also the chicken soup, which tastes fresher than the soup made by pheasant.

When it was time to eat, except for the nursery team that changed the guards, everyone else picked up their own tableware and waited at the stand.

Since I had a meal with Zhang and Wang’s family once, others stopped cooking, and they couldn’t swallow it even if they were cooked. It just had nothing to do with laziness. Who made the food cooks from Zhang and Wang’s family delicious? Everyone has such a good relationship. The only thing they have to worry about is what if they can’t eat it in the future.

Zhang Xiaobao said that when drinking the soup, he really only drank a little soup, and he made it with the wild vegetables that could be found here. After drinking it in a hurry, he found a place to rest with Wang Juan.

Fang Sima Eleven ate one bowl after another, and I don’t know what they thought. They drank tea while eating, perhaps because they thought they could digest faster and eat more.

"Governor Zhang, is this your cook? It's delicious, it's so delicious." Fang Sima couldn't eat it anymore. Seeing the food in front of him, she sipped the seafood soup in small sips, half leaned on the stool and asked Zhang Zhong.

Zhang Zhong ate slowly and had no appetite. One was because the local form was not optimistic, and the other was that he had not eaten the food made by his son and daughter-in-law for several days. To be honest, the cook made it really well, but no matter how he ate, he felt that it was worse than the son and daughter-in-law.

Even if the son and his daughter-in-law don’t tell him in advance when cooking, they can taste it as soon as they eat it. Especially when it comes to matching seasonings, the son will understand how much seasonings should be added during this period as soon as he smells them. That’s so accurate, and he doesn’t know how to practice them.

Zhang Zhong didn’t know that his son sold Thirteen Scents at the time, so it was strange that he couldn’t smell the richness of each seasoning and the years.

Hearing Fang Sima praise, he said absent-mindedly: "It's okay, you can eat it. Every cook is proficient in different ways. This seafood soup is not made by the chef who makes the best soup. He went to stew it. When he has the opportunity, he will let you taste the real food, made by my son Xiaobao and his daughter-in-law Juanjuan."

Zhang Zhong was telling the truth, but it was not the case when he heard Fang Sima.

"It turns out that Governor Zhang's son and daughter-in-law can cook. I'm so convinced. If my son can cook, I'll think it's the most delicious meal in the world after eating. Governor Zhang, the cook you brought here will not be the imperial chef, right?"

"What is the imperial chef? I usually use seasonings specially delivered to the palace by my family. Many dishes are written out and sent for them to learn. They are like chasing ghosts, regardless of whether you are busy or not, the emperor is tired of eating a certain dish, so he will urge him to send new dishes. I don't want such an imperial chef when he really comes to my house."

It was the same truth, but when he heard Fang Sima's ears, he felt awkward, thinking that you are so powerful that you can deliver recipes to the emperor and be sent to Yizhou? That's too much.

Thoughts in his heart, he dared not offend him on his face. Fang Sima humbly asked for advice, "Why don't you know why the chef in the governor's house is so good?"

"If you don't have a restaurant, you won't be able to pay your life if you don't open a restaurant, you won't be able to pay your life if you don't have a restaurant chain? My family owns a chain restaurant in Shuiyunjian and Haiyunjian, and there is also the top scholar building in Beijing."

Zhang Zhong put down his chopsticks and signaled to the person next to him to bring a bowl of wild vegetable soup that his son had just drunk, and the other party said.

"Ah? Shuiyunjian was opened by your home by your master? Then aren't you Zhang Zhong?" Fang Sima was surprised. After saying this, she remembered that he was just Zhang Zhong, and she told him when she came.

Smilingly, Fang Sima changed her previous attitude and became more respectful. She also sat down. She didn't dare to speak loudly like she had just now, and said in a low voice:

"Mr. Zhang, I don't know if you are here. I have been in a state of reverence. If I had known that I was Zhang Zhong, Sanshui County, I should have eaten slowly just now and tasted it well. Maybe I could eat more."

When Zhang Zhong wondered if he had such a great reputation, Fang Sima continued: "To be honest, the junior official is studying at Jianjia Academy in Sanshui County. When he went there, he only gave him money for money. He left the year before, and I don't know what to do when he arrived in the capital.

But just two months before you came, my son asked someone to bring a letter, saying that he was rich now and was praised by his master. He was going to take the exam this year and would definitely get a fame and fortune. He said that it was the job arranged by the Zhang family, who taught while learning and teaching, and all the children of the Zhang and Wang families were from the families of the Zhang and Wang families.

In his letter, the children of the Zhang and Wang family were very good. When they first taught, they were always asked. They had no choice but to study hard and then teach others. For example, the couplet written in the Zhuangzi School of the Zhang and Wang family, first cultivate themselves, read books and read hearts.

The letter also wrote many things between the water and clouds, which made people yearn for them. When they were worried that they would not meet them at first, they didn’t expect that Lord Zhang, you came over, but the official can’t figure out, Lord Zhang, why did you come here?"

Fang Sima wondered, if such an official came to Yizhou, would he offend someone he couldn't afford to offend?

Zhang Zhongze didn't care at all and said with a smile: "Everyone is the same as being an official. As long as I can live a good life for the people, I will feel at ease. If there are difficulties in three dynasties, I will be a general, and if the world is promoted to peace, I will not be an official. When one day I will live a good life for the people, I will retire and return home and be a rich man, so that Xiaobao and Juanjuan will have two more children and live a happy life under my knees.

The land of Suzhou and Hangzhou is good, and I don’t want to go to an official position. I will go wherever I suffer. Let the people live a good life. Yizhou is poor, so I will be happier to come here."

Zhang Zhong, who didn't know about this mission, really wanted to be a good local official.

Hearing Zhang Zhong's words, Fang Sima stood up and bowed respectfully, "My demeanor is very demeanor, and the officials admire him. When the lord first came, the officials did not think about this place. Since he knew that the lord was coming, the officials would be relieved. In the future, the officials would definitely rush forward and let the people of Yizhou live a good life."

Fang Sima's words were not flattery, and he would not dare to say so heroic, but he knew that Zhang Zhong's son wrote about Zhang Zhong very thoroughly in his letter. Every time he went to a place, no matter what the local area would be, it would inevitably make the local people rich. It would be too easy for such a person to govern Yizhou with 4,000 people.

Zhang Zhong also stood up, "With this sentence from Fang Sima, I will turn this Yizhou into a prosperous place within two years."

Just when the two of them were sympathetic, Old Man Bi, who was not too far away, looked worried and said to Old Man Zhang and Old Man Yao:

"It seems that Xiao Baojuanjuan and two masters from the Zhang family really didn't tell anyone about the matter. Zhang Zhong actually had the intention to manage the place and had to talk to him, otherwise it would delay the matter. The place to manage the place and see how the court discussed it. If the children of the aristocratic family came over, there would be no need for him, Zhang Zhong."

"It's time to talk about it. At the same time, I have to ask Xiaobao and Juanjuan how they arranged it. Tell them early that they should have prepared in advance, but why can't they see it when they arrive at the place? Can't they think of a solution?"

Old man Yao was also anxious. He was not worried about whether Yizhou could be managed well. If there was nothing else, Zhang Zhong would be able to manage it well. With the ability of a master, it would be too easy. The problem was that he could not do this now. The Zhang family had no preparations along the way.

Old Man Zhang swallowed half of the steamed bun and said, "Wait a minute, maybe it's time to arrange it, don't disturb this matter too much."

Old Man Bi and Old Man Yao also had to listen to Old Man Zhang and continue to wait. If the Zhang family was not good, then others would not be good.

Everyone had their own thoughts. When the meal was almost the same, many people suddenly appeared from the city, probably more than 100 numbers, and they walked straight to this side.

"Send someone to ask, can you think of rebelling?" Fang Sima said nervously.

Before anyone could pass, the Zhang family had already contacted each other and came back to report, "Master, they said they wanted to help with the work and thanked the master."
Chapter completed!