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Chapter 73 Lizheng Old Farmer, Merit!

After the heavy rain, it will be sunny.

At the foot of Langya Mountain, there is a Guizhou head wrapped in a black turban and a linen with wooden clothes.

This is the news from the previous few days.

It is said that an immortal master from the Great Qin Dynasty can make delicious delicacies with beans.

There were no beans in the palace, so I used rice to exchange it for beans.

As mentioned earlier, Shudou is now very cheap.

When Zhang Yi was lobbying the King of Han, he despised them, saying that the common people could only eat bean rice and bean leaf soup.

The Qin people were better at corn, wheat and sorghum, and they all planted them.

When he heard that the emperor wanted to exchange rice for beans, he naturally came a lot of Qianshou and brought the plump and best soybeans in his house.

Judging from the current prices, it can be about three or four cents to exchange for one stone of rice.

This is a sure profitable deal!

The business of the Qin Dynasty was not bad, and there were special laws such as Jinbulu.

Bai Ji stood beside him and made a fortune.

This scene is a bit like the production team collecting grain after autumn harvest.

If you don't want to eat rice, you can exchange it directly.

The fat man was also very happy after tying the stones and singing the merits, and he didn't care about this little money.

But for these Guizhou leaders, thunder, rain and dew are all kindness.

Zhao Gao is responsible for this matter.

In fact, Zhao Gao's official position could not have fallen into this way, it was just the meaning of Qin Shihuang.

The old farmer exchanged the heavy beans and beans, holding the thirty coins in his hand.

Counting one by one, the face full of vicissitudes was filled with joy.

With this money, he can buy some corn.

You can also buy some gherkins for clothes and some coarse salt.

Tsk...comfortable!

The old farmer never expected that His Majesty would suddenly say that he would buy Shudou. I heard that he would collect as much as he could.

He didn't understand the tofu, but it would be fine if he could collect it.

I have added some favor and gratitude to Bai Ji, a god I have never met.

Not to mention, Bai Ji also obtained some merit points.

According to Qin Shihuang's intention, he was preparing to let Feng Wuze transfer from Langya County. He was the emperor, who dared to ask him for money?

After Bai Ji's dissuasion, he chose to acquire it on the spot.

Langya County previously belonged to Qi State, but King Jian of Qi surrendered to Qin State but starved to death, which also made the people of Qi State resentful.

It can only be said that surrender without dignity may not be able to return dignity.

The country of Qi was strong, and Qin Shihuang would not have kept him alive. In addition, the surrender of King Jian of Qi made Qin Shihuang even more disdainful.

Through these little beans, it is not a good thing that can allow these Guizhou leaders to enjoy the benefits. It is definitely not possible to change everyone, and it is enough. Don’t do anything because you are small, it makes sense.

"Is the old man a Langya person?"

Bai Ji jumped down with the help of his fortune.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Gao frowned immediately.

What is this to do?

"I'm sure I don't know what the little husband is doing?"

The old farmer is a little confused.

Seeing that Bai Ji should be dressed well, he spoke a little politely.

"Do you have children at home?"

"Yes, two sons and one daughter."

Good guy, three kids.

There was no saying in ancient times that fertility was restricted, on the contrary, the more births, the better.

After dark, people who have no entertainment life will do some exercise.

Nowadays, medical level is not in place, and many people suffer from difficult labor and abortion. This cannot be withstand the ability to create, so three or four babies are the norm.

The more dolls there are, the harder it is to feed.

There are really not many people who can grow up.

"Can you read?"

"The old man has entered a private school and can recognize him."

As Confucius' hometown, education is OK. This old man must have had some spare money at the beginning. He couldn't even eat enough to eat. How many people could read and write?

"Are you Rimao?"

“That’s right.”

Lizheng is probably equivalent to the village chief, and is a grassroots level at the grassroots level. He is not even a clerk. He is mainly responsible for household registration and tax payment.

It is an amazing person for an old farmer to be able to read, and it is normal to be a good person.

Bai Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s really not easy to meet someone who knows how to read!

He also tried his best to win the meritorious value.

He has to push the tofu out!

Let Guizhou enjoy real benefits.

"This is the recipe, please keep it."

"There are detailed instructions on how to do it, just follow the steps. If you are afraid that you can't, you can find a few more people to work with. After doing it, take it to the town pavilion for sale."

Old farmers are very suitable for this business!

When entering and leaving the Qin Dynasty, you have to verify the transmission. Verification means the ID card, and transmission means the letter of introduction.

As an old farmer, it is natural that he cannot test the news. It is also a good job to do some tofu in his spare time to exchange money.

Bai Ji needs a lot of merit points! Because he has reached a bottleneck these two days, he has to get 5,000 merit points in one night. What should he do later?

He had to prepare for the future and prepare early. After waiting here for a whole morning, he could find a suitable candidate.

The old farmer opened the yellow paper, but it was unknown.

I only saw the word "tofu" and my face changed instantly.

The man in front of me is the rumored immortal?

"Immortal...Immortal..."

Bai Ji smiled faintly, "If anyone asks about the origin of this recipe, it's good that I gave it. With spare money, you can help the countryside."

This is just a small task for Bai Ji. Being able to get more merit points will also be beneficial to him.

After saying that, Bai Ji slowly left.

The old farmer looked blankly at his back and carefully put away the recipe. This is a treasure that can be passed down from generation to generation, so you can't throw it away!

Then, a deep bow.

The one who talked to him just now was Bai Ji, a peach blossom fairy in Mount Tai!

He never thought that he could say a few words to the immortal, and he would have the fate of immortality.

Hurry back and discuss with someone to make this tofu!

I heard that this is a delicacy that many ministers admire!

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After doing good things, Bai Ji was also refreshed. After seeing the merit value, it has increased by 100 now.

It doesn't matter, it will definitely soar in a few days!

He not only taught the old farmer how to do it, but even taught him how to promote it.

Just find a young man to pull a ox cart and yell along the way. The advantage of Lizheng is that it can mobilize some resources in the village, such as a ox cart...

After going to the town pavilion, you can definitely sell it as long as you follow Bai Ji's advertising slogans.

[The gift from the immortal, His Majesty has eaten the tender tofu that he said was the best!]

In this era, the most suitable spokesperson is fat. You don’t have to worry about being arrested if you yell like this. Just tell me what you say.

Besides, this advertisement is also true, and it is always much better than some false advertisements.

As he walked, he ran into Xu Fu head-on.

"Fu, I've seen the immortal master."

Xu Fu hurriedly bowed, not to mention looking at Bai Ji.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Oh, tomorrow is the seven-day deadline, no wonder!"

Bai Ji smiled like a playful smile. Xu Fu has had a hard time these days...
Chapter completed!
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