Chapter 605: Nothing trivial in life

Liu Feifei no longer knew how to express it, so she could only listen to Xiaobei and nodded in cooperation.

I had a lot of thoughts in my heart, "Official, this is an official. My brother was bullied by the official when he sold a baby in Jiangzhou. Perhaps the official who bullied my brother was not yet a seventh rank, and the seventh rank was already the county magistrate of the county.

With an official position, it is legitimate to do things. If you want someone to build a drainage ditch, you can build a drainage ditch; if you want someone to plant willows, you can plant willows; if you want to plant whatever variety... you have to ask experts in the village, you can't plant badly.

"Xiao Bei, don't worry, I will do it well. If I don't know, I will ask my third grandfather first. Our group has money, and I will also share a lot of money in the future. I promise to be a prisoner. If... if I use my power for personal gain... I, I..."

"Come on, let's see you, my sisters have a fight, I'll give you a pleasure." When talking about this kind of thing, Xiao Bei seemed to have changed his personal opinion: "I am in charge of the emperor and uncle who wants to be an official, but I want our Laoliushu Village to develop well and I can't keep it, so I can only arrange it for you.

If you do something wrong, I will not talk about the integrity of the world. I will only say that for the sake of the emperor’s trust, even if you are not guilty to death, I will impeach you. You also know that all officials we impeach will be more innocent than five levels.

So Sister Feifei, what do you lack and what you want, tell me first, let’s help you find a way, you can’t do it secretly by yourself.”

Liu Feifei didn't think what Xiaobei said was wrong, and nodded: "I know, I know, when you check the officials, there will definitely be an intelligence network at home to help, so it's impossible to make a mistake at all. I will never learn to be serious. I heard that he is still alive, right next to the street outside the palace gate.

At worst, um! I can't decide if there is something in the future. I ask Grandpa San, who is not sure about it. I will ask you again. If you don't have it, just ask Brother Xiaobao and Sister Juanjuan, are they okay?"

"That's right, my brother and sister are very good. I have to ask my brother, sister if I can't figure out what the emperor and civil and military officials can't figure it out." Xiao Bei immediately became proud when he heard someone mention his brother and sister.

The two of them spoke, but they never shy away from the people around them, the people in the village and the people in the market. As they listened and watched, they found that they could not find any of them who wanted to find some.

Because they found out that Xiao Bei was very calm, not mentioning the righteousness of the world, nor saying that ancient and modern morality, he only said that she had selfish intentions and liked Laoliushu Village, so she used her own relationship to directly ask the emperor of this dynasty for an official position, saying that the seventh rank is the seventh rank, and that the actual position is the actual position.

She and others may not be afraid of their authority, but she cannot accuse her of being bad-hearted, not to mention that she is so cute and beautiful, and she is the sister of Xiaobao and Juanjuan.

Xiaohai stood up not far away. He was calm and held his sister's shoulder and said to the surroundings: "There are rules and national laws. Even if you are a thief, you are not allowed to steal. Don't make bad things if you sell them, such as filling meat with water. You should make money. You should not make anyone reach out when you don't reach out, don't let me see."

"Who dares?" A pig-killer took Xiaohai's words and his voice was so loud that he was not afraid, but that he found that the nine children were very reasonable, so he plucked up the courage to say whatever he wanted.

"The pork I sold by Ding Yidao is all the pigs I carefully selected and collected. The people who bought my meat knew that when I came, they were so hungry that they screamed and filled with water. I didn't let them drink it, right?"

The person who called himself Ding Yidao shouted and asked.

Some people who had bought meat around him shouted, "Yes."

Xiaohai ignored him. He always had such a personality. He turned around and walked to his mother.

Xiaoyuan was relatively easy-going, and the general manager took the blame. He stood up and agreed with the other party: "One knife, I think it's one knife to one knife, and it's good at craftsmanship."

Ding Yidao didn't care about Xiaohai's attitude, and he would not mention his identity for now. He only said that people who do business have too many buyers who are not good at speaking, and he has long been used to it.

But when Xiaoyuan praised him, he was happy. Although he was a pig slaughter, he was still alive. He knew that when Xiaoyuan praised him and worked hard today, Ding Yidao's name was decided.

There is no need to praise the emperor. As long as one of the nine of them is praised, he can stand in the Tang Dynasty. If Xiao Bei just wants to ask for a seventh-rank official without seeing him.

Thinking of this, Ding Yidao turned around and ran back, his legs rushing so fast that he almost knocked the two of them down. When Xiaoyuan was wondering what the other party was running, Ding Yidao came back, dragging a fat pig that looked roughly 200 kilograms.

"There is another living one. I'll kill you. If you can't kill it with one knife, I'll bite it to death." When Ding Yidao spoke, he pulled out a two-foot-long sharp knife from his back waist. The narrow knife was not a machete. The knife that killed pigs and cut meat and shaved bones was different.

He didn't dare to hold the blade in his hand to show Xiaoyuan that he was not aggressive. If he really held it like that, his hand would definitely be useless. Instead, he bit the back of the knife with his teeth, put his hands together, and looked at Xiaoyuan.

"Get out." Xiaoyuan stood up behind him. Zhang Qiang asked the two quick gunmen to retreat, and then said to Ding Yidao: "Where is the bloody basin? I will help you with blood, get bloody, don't waste it, someone likes to make bloody tofu."

Ding Yidao was stunned for a moment, his eyes were red because of trust, and tears were rolling in his eyes. He spitted the knife to the ground, turned around and ran away. When he came back, he held a basin with blood inside. He shook it hard and handed it to Zhang Qiang.

"Walking eastward, fifteen or sixteen miles away, Dingjia Village is my family. My name is Ding Dasha. Some people standing here know me. I have a father and a mother. My wife is also from my village. There are two children, the eldest child is five years old and the second child is three years old."

Ding Yidao picked up the knife, rubbed the three-layer pig leather belt around his waist that reached his thigh twice, and said.

Xiao Beiyu smiled and said, "Okay, you can tell that you are good at crafting skills by wiping your knife. Sister Feifei wants to buy good meat in the future, so go directly to his village to find him and ask him to choose good meat for you. If you don't choose good, you won't pay."

There was a slightly tense atmosphere in the field, but after Xiao Bei said it, it became eased again.

Zhang Qiang did not hesitate at all, and brought the basin to the front of the pig, leaving the pig who found that the situation was wrong and did not move.

Ding Yidao did not stop, held the handle of the knife, pulled the pig's ear on the left. When the pig was tilting his head, he stabbed forward with his right hand and inserted it into the thunderous sound below the left side of the pig's neck.

With a 'ao', the pig screamed violently. Ding Yidao turned his wrist halfway, threw the knife outward, rode on the pig with four hooves tied up, and strangled his right arm under the pig's neck. He held his right hand with his left hand to compete and lifted the pig's head vigorously.

The pig blood splattered and rushed into the basin that Zhang Qiang was holding. Zhang Qiang said he wanted to get the pig blood, but he couldn't make any move. Xiaoyuan, who was the most annoying of blood, snatched the chopsticks and poured it down with someone else and stirred it hard with a little water mixed with wine.

The blood foam piled up to an inch in the basin, and there was almost no blood below. The strangled pig struggled reflexibly for a few more times, but it was no longer moving. Most of the basin of blood made Zhang Qiang lift it up very hard. He sat on the ground and gritted his teeth and persevered.

"Okay, take off your hair." Ding Yidao loosened his hand and shouted to the person next to him. A man who looked like his apprentice took the pig and pulled it hard to walk towards the side.

"It's so bloody." Xiao Bei came over to smell it, looking scared: "It's too cruel, I'm afraid of seeing blood. The pig is so pitiful."

Xiaoyuan, who had a lot of blood splashed on his body, threw away his chopsticks: "Okay, don't pretend, are you afraid of pig blood? Have you seen less human blood? Ding Yidao is really a knife, one in and one turning and one out, and the pig struggled twice, but unfortunately the pig's heart was broken."

"Can that be the same? I eat pigs, but I don't eat people. When I eat pigs, I remembered what I looked like when I killed pigs. I am the most soft-hearted, right?" Xiao Bei seemed to say to Xiao Yuan, and seemed to call on people around me to support me.

As a result, no one spoke up around because everyone thought of sternness.

After nearly three seconds of pause, the people from the inner courtyard near Zhang Wang's two houses suddenly burst out and shouted: "Yes~!"

"Look, many people agree with it. Don't care whether it is true or false. I'm happy to listen." Xiao Bei said with a smile. Her requirements were really not high.

Of course, the happiest thing is Ding Yidao. The three treasures of the Zhang and Wang family were so close to him just now and helped him work. I have to go back to the village to brag about this trust, bragging about it every day, and for a year, others will have to squeeze by my side to listen.

When Liu Feifei, who had just become a Shangguan, came over carefully, looked at the blood in the basin, and asked in confusion: "Isn't it okay to cut blood vessels directly? I can't use such a long knife."

Ding Yidao rubbed his hand on his body and replied, "Okay, but pigs live like a long time. When we kill animals, we pay attention to one knife. The faster you can kill, the faster you can kill, kill chickens, pigs, and cattle. Don't do it if you don't learn skill well."

Liu Feifei nodded suddenly, then looked at the blood on the ground and where Ding Yidao's apprentice were, and her lips were pursed and worried.

Ding Yidao's apprentice took off the pig's hair there, there was a stove made of mud, and set up a large pot to boil water. The dead pig was placed on a wooden board, and the hair was shaved by Ding Yidao's apprentice while pouring hot water.

He was skilled in his movements and was very fast. Someone was standing nearby, looking at the posture that he wanted to wait until he had finished packing and buy a knife meat. He didn't think about how it tasted. He just thought that it was the children of Zhang Wang's family who helped slaughter it, so the meaning was different.

Ding Yidao followed Liu Feifei's gaze and found this matter. He shouted: "Don't wait, no, I'll send it to Lao Liushu Village. Then let the high-ranking official come to the division. Lord Liu, what do you think?"

Ding Yidao's jokes did not make Liu Feifei laugh. She looked at the various waters on the ground and shook her head: "This is not possible."

"Why can't it be? I'm not short of a pig." Ding Yidao said generously.

"It's not a pig, I want it, it's the blood of killing pigs and so much dirty water for cleaning up pigs. In a few days, it will be warmer, and it's not all flies? There are also vegetable leaves broken from the market and fish intestines picked.

Xiaobei and I said before that we would dig a drainage ditch and rush into the river. Now it seems that we are not good enough. The blood and fishy things cannot be washed clean. What should we do if our third grandfather?"

Liu Feifei became an official and began to exercise power. She had the right to decide, but the solution was not enough, so she had to ask the patriarch, that is, Muramasa.

Old Man Liu has been in a special state of excitement since he saw the little girl in the family just now becoming an official. The Liu family in Laoliushu Village first produced himself, who could get money from the government every year, and now he has a seventh-rank official.

There are also many children who do business with Xiao Bei. When they die, they have something to say to their ancestors. When they turn back, they have to take Fei'er to their ancestral house to worship their ancestors first. One of the Fei'er's family will also be corrected.

After thinking about this, Liu Feifei had asked twice and touched him again before he came to his senses. After listening to it again, he waved his hand generously.

"It's okay, throw it away. The market scattered into the river and left along the water. What are the fears of a few flies? They can't bite people to death."

"Why don't you die? I've learned it in school that flies can make people sick, and even if they can't bite, they will die of illness. If you can't do this, I'd rather not be a market."

Liu Feifei became a prestigious person and had a bad temper.

Xiao Bei was listening next to him, and was also worried. What she was worried about was not the market in Laoliushu Village. She had a way to deal with the problem of a village. She was worried that there were many villages in the Tang Dynasty, and many people thought about it like the third grandfather.

Seeing that Liu Feifei said he would not have a market, Xiao Bei walked to him and pulled Liu Feifei's arm: "It's easy to deal with. I'll ask someone to build a large biogas pool and throw dirty things in it. Don't throw away wood or something, just like the ones built in our old Liushu Village. Should we have built a building?"

"It's repaired, but it's not used yet. I have to wait until the first thing I invested in becomes qi. Then, who will take care of it after repairing it? It's impossible to work on the biogas pool, and it will be profitable less money."

Liu Feifei said something very practical.

"Yes." Xiao Bei also thought of this problem after Liu Feifei said this. It is not possible for the sellers to be consciously good, and there must be a special person to do it.

But this kind of market does not charge taxes. If you charge each stall a month for management fees, no one will do it.

"Wait, after dinner, I'll go to discuss it with them." Xiaobei first asked someone to send the food one by one, greeted him and Xiaoyuan's mother, and asked the maid to serve her. She called Xiaoyuan eight people and sat together, not letting others disturb him, and discussed matters while eating.

Xiaoyuan and the eight of them had long been accustomed to meetings, so they gathered together and muttered, but they had no intention of eating.

The people invited to eat were very fast. Just after a quarter of an hour, many people returned to the places they should stay. The people selling things in the market consciously cleaned up. Liu Feifei said this just now and could not resist the wind.

The nine-member team also finished discussing at this time. Xiao Bei hurriedly ate half a bowl of rice, came to Liu Feifei's table, and said with a smile: "Okay, the problem is solved."

Liu Feifei's table is full of important figures in the Liu surname in the old Liujia Village. As the patriarch, Old Man Liu sat north and south, counting the main position. Liu Feifei sat in the first position on the lower left hand. From today on, her status has changed.

Everyone next to the table was sitting on the folding stool for dinner. When they saw Xiaobei coming, they stood up one after another. Liu Feifei walked around in front and took Xiaobei's hand and asked happily, "How to do it?"

"I'm going to find someone in our village to take care of it, and I'll give him wages every month. What about this money? What about it? Isn't it amazing?"

Xiao Bei looks like I am very awesome.

Liu Feifei slashed her mouth and shook her head gently: "Why should Sinong Temple get the money? The people who sell the goods are even more reluctant to give it to me."

"First talk about the people who sell things, some sell soup cakes in the market, right? Some sell tea, some sell pancakes, fruits and other things. Even if they kill pigs, they have to take their hair. They bring firewood to burn it themselves, and picking up firewood will take time. They can use this time to do something else, such as buying firewood, which is also costing money.

This is the case outside our village. In the market next to Hongnong Amusement Park, there can be a night market at night. Whoever uses biogas to illuminate it will get the money."

Xiao Bei stretched out a finger and said shakingly.

Not only Liu Feifei, but everyone who heard him nodded and agreed.

"Second, why do you need to get the money from Sinong Temple? Because they need to go to various places to try planting various seeds. They cannot bring fertilizer from the capital. They use the fertilizer in our biogas tank, so we will collect them.

Sinong Temple has developed good seeds suitable for planting locally and will be sold to farmers. Farmers will increase their grain income and earn more. Is this a good method?"

Bei Bei continued to talk about the second point, and his fingers also changed from one to two.

Everyone who listened nearby was stunned. It should have been a difficult problem to deal with. Why did you feel that you made a profit after listening to Xiao Bei after listening to him?

"Xiao Bei, you are so awesome. Do you want to do this in all parts of the Tang Dynasty? Then you have to say something to the emperor first."

Liu Feifei jumped happily, looking at Xiaobei, full of admiration.
To be continued...