After finishing the summer harvest, Liu Laoshi's family ate a luxurious meal of dumplings. The new noodles were not sticky and elastic enough. Liu Laoshi specially rushed to the morning market to sell a basket of green vegetables and peppers to buy noodles.

Chili, a good thing that was originally only planted by the royal family, has now flown into the homes of ordinary people.

His noble origin has become a must-have dish for people to entertain distinguished guests. Various green peppers and meat are stir-fried with green peppers and vegetables are emerging one after another, and chili has become the most popular vegetable in the Ming Dynasty.

In addition to the noodles, it also has a mellow taste, which is specially used to treat the tastelessness in the mouth. It is the same as the soup of boiled eggs with a boy's urine.

Liu Laoshi looked at the price of grain and was uneasy: "Why is it ten cents? The grain in the city is only six cents per pound, and white flour is not that expensive!"

The bald shopkeeper stood there and curled his lips disdainfully: "I have been to the Hegong for two days and felt that I was a city man? The grain price of Huangming Grain Store in the city is the guide price, and it is not necessary to be the same as him.

We don’t need to use manual labor when we bring the grain back, and don’t need to rent a store. We don’t need to hire so many people!

If you want to buy cheap ones, you can go to Huangmingliang No. in the county! The original price is still there!"

Liu Laoshi took out a small string of money from his waist, a large string of money is a thousand words, and a small string of money is a hundred words. He untied the rope and counted thirty words: "Mrinkle, buy three kilograms of white flour."

The bald shopkeeper took the money and his face improved a little. Just as he was about to put noodles in the bag on the side, Liu Laoshi hurriedly said: "I want the noodles from last year."

The bald shopkeeper looked at him: "Yeah, make dumplings!"

Liu Hushi grinned happily: "Yes, making dumplings is so strong! Eating rice with fresh noodles and eating old rice, this string of money is enough for a meal of dumplings at home."

The bald shopkeeper laughed: "Then you have invested a lot of money. The remaining seventy cents can buy more than three kilograms of meat. Why don't you buy more noodles? If you have too much meat, you can't wrap it up."

Liu Laoshi followed and laughed: "No, let's add some new noodles and add some leeks at home."

The bald shopkeeper weighed the noodles and poured them into Liu Laoshi's pocket: "Go away, please go, go to the meat stall of Guanxi uncle in Xixiguan Town, go!"

Liu Laoshi walked east: "I went to Mazi's house on the East Street to buy it. Mazi's house is fat today!"

When he returned home with the meat, the girl from Liu Laoshi's house had already been lying beside the stone mill at the entrance of the village: "Oh, Dad is back, I'm making dumplings! I'm making dumplings!"

Children from the same village were all lying on the trees and watching with saliva.

Xiaohu curled his lips disdainfully: "What's so great about making dumplings? Today, I went to the village chief's house and I had eaten it when I met the village chief's house!"

Liu Laoshi's children surrounded Liu Laoshi and went home, followed him with him. Eating meat was a big deal, and he could not see him for ten days and half a month in Liujia Village.

This is because everyone has had a better life after the Revival. If it were five years ago, the village chief and the teacher would have a barefoot doctor's family who could have a meal of meat during the Chinese New Year.

When he returned to the house, Liu took the pork and noodle pocket: "You go and make two liang of wine to invite the village chief to come and eat dumplings."

Liu Laoshi scratched his head: "How is this suitable? Why don't you next time?"

Liu pushed him: "Why are you so tender? I don't know when you will eat dumplings next time! Go quickly, the boss is already at school. Don't delay it. I heard that if you delay it, you will go to jail!"

Liu Hushi muttered: "Isn't this supposed to be done by him? Why do you have to invite him to drink? Is it good for the whole family to have a happy meal... OK, just go, you can do it every day, you can do it!"

Liu Laoshi tightened his belt and walked towards the village chief’s house. When he arrived at the place, he turned around at the door twice: “Uncle, is uncle at home?”

"Where are you, come in!"

Liu Laoshi stepped into the yard and the village chief was feeding the chickens: "I'm here, why are you free today? Is there something wrong?"

Liu Laoshi rubbed his hands: "I make dumplings and pork and leeks at home. I want to invite you to have two cups of wine."

The village chief thought about it and frowned: "It's for the children to go to school. Liu Zhen, don't be fooled! The court has issued a document. Whose child does not go to school until his age, his parents will go to jail!

It’s useless for you to look for me. If I don’t have any advice, I will be able to eat at that time!

I won’t eat your dumplings! Your eldest son is six years old and must be sent to school this fall. There is no need to discuss this."

Liu honestly said: "Uncle, don't be excited. We are going to school! We are going to school! Why do we still escape from school? This emperor is in charge of food and accommodation. What a great thing!

I am looking for you to issue a certificate, so we can send him to school in autumn.”

The village chief's face was a little better: "Well! It's good that you can know. Why is it not good to go to school? Only Chinese people have this benefit. This is a gift. If foreigners want to go to school, they have to pay tuition, food, board and care for themselves!"

Liu Laoshi took the village chief home: "It's not that. The eldest brother has been so mean since he was a child. He went down the river to climb trees and stopped for a moment. Isn't this trying to send him to Junxiao..."

The village chief hesitated: "Jun Xiao. This is not easy to deal with. I don't have the ability. I will write you a letter of recommendation. Whether the assessment can be passed by then depends on the child's luck."

Liu Zhen grinned happily: "I dare not make you embarrassed. Just have a letter of recommendation. If this kid doesn't do it well, I will beat him to death!"

The so-called military primary school is an elementary school with added military courses. It selects strong and physical children to train them from an early age. Generally, there are only one-quarter of military training classes in schools, but military primary school has reached half of the military training classes.

This kind of military primary school goes directly to the military middle school and finally goes directly to the military academy. After graduation, he will be an officer. Even those who are eliminated from the middle of the journey will have the opportunity to join the army. After he is discharged, he will at least be appointed to the officials of various units, and officials are not officials.

Therefore, after the launch of this military primary school, it has been scrambled every year, but the number of enrollment is very limited. Zhu Cilang also paid special attention to it and stopped the military's idea of ​​mass popularization.

Just kidding, Zhu Cilang is still waiting to get geniuses to develop industrial high-tech. This group of people's way of picking people will not be collected by the military department.

The number of places recruited by each county of Junjiao is about ten to thirty people, with a total enrollment scale of 30,000, and each province has one Junjiao and one military middle school.

Ten percent of students from various military universities will be selected from military middle schools.

When the two of them arrived home, a few cold dishes were already served. Liu Laoshi put the wine on: "Uncle, come on, I'll give you one first."

After leaving one, the village chief found a topic: "How is the harvest this year?"

Liu Laoshi sighed: "There are not much, seven acres of land, and ten stones of wheat were harvested."

The village chief spoke with contempt: "I'm not satisfied yet. If there were such harvests in the past few years, your back teeth that were unhappy would leak out!"

Liu Laoshi poured wine and sighed: "No, I gave six stones of land rent a few years ago and paid two stones of tax. I could still have two stones of fine grain left. I will collect another wave of grain in autumn, so I will not have to worry about food and clothing for a year.
Chapter completed!