The Big Farmer of Time Traveling

Chapter 350 About Donating Money

Although it was the first time for the two embroiderers to make this kind of thing, after they figured out how to cut and sew sleeping bags, they successfully made the first sleeping bag in Panoramic Country in less than a quarter of an hour.

Touching the sleeping bag they made stitch by stitch, thinking that this sleeping bag would be useful in the war, both of them were filled with joy: "I just heard from Shao Fulang that this is called a sleeping bag, and the cotton used in it is less than a quilt." The amount, but I think the sleeping bag may be warmer than the quilt when sleeping."

"Young husband is so smart, he can come up with such a cheap and easy-to-use thing. After a while, I will use the things at home to make one for my husband-in-law. The one in my family runs around with the caravan and often gives it to me when I come back. Said that it was uncomfortable to sleep outside, so I made him a sleeping bag like this, and used old cotton to pad him thickly on the side where he was lying, and used good cotton to keep it soft and warm on the side covered.” The older one Brother Xiu loves the sleeping bag very much.

"Thank you, put the sleeping bag on the ground and have a look." Cheng Fulang saw that they were done, and hurriedly asked them to show him the sleeping bag.

"Fu Lang, the sleeping bag is spread out enough for a man to lie down and sleep." Brother Xiu spread the sleeping bag on the ground.

Cheng Fulang touched the sleeping bag with his hands, because the cotton made at home is enough, it is soft and comfortable to press on.

Brother Xiu pointed to the side of the sleeping bag where the rope was sewn, "If you use the rope to put the sleeping bag away, it will be smaller than ordinary quilts, and it is very convenient to wear when you go out. In the weather like now, you only need to wear underwear when you sleep. The weather has been colder for a while, so you can wear something thicker to sleep, and you don’t have to worry about catching a cold at all.”

"Just pretend to show me." Cheng Fulang listened to Lin Xiazhi's introduction just now, and was very interested in what he said about reducing the volume.

Brother Xiu has quick hands and feet, and he folded and fastened the sleeping bag in two or three strokes. The sleeping bag that was rolled out just now is big enough for an adult man to sleep in. After being rolled up, it is only the size of a pillow, which is really small.

"Not bad, you two go down first." Cheng Fulang glanced at Lian Yun.

Lian Yun understood, he stood up and led the two embroidered brothers out, took out two silver beans from his purse, and gave each of them one: "The young husband of the family just thought of this sleeping bag today, you know how to do it Bar."

The two embroidery brothers looked at each other and said in unison: "Don't worry about Lianyun, we both understand." After speaking, they took Yindouzi and retreated.

"It's a quarter past noon. Is Fu Lang ready to prepare a meal?" The kitchen staff came over at this time.

Cheng Fulang took apart the sleeping bag by himself, and rolled up the sleeping bag again: "Is the fried noodles ready?"

"it is done."

"Okay, let's set the meal, everyone prepares a bowl of fried noodles."

Cheng Adie and Cheng Wenliu were discussing Lin Xiazhi's proposal in a warehouse full of granaries. Compared with directly donating money, it seems that donating goods is better. The food and sleeping bags donated in the past can actually be used by the soldiers, so you don't have to worry about being caught by the officials above. Use it for other purposes.

Cheng Wenliu recalled Lin Xiazhi's words: "Father, I heard Brother Xia say that it is not difficult to make fried noodles. We should be able to try it when we go back at noon today."

Dad Cheng made a decision: "Okay, let's go back today and taste the fried noodles. If it can be preserved for a long time as Xia Geer said, it is convenient to eat and still full, then we will donate the fried noodles and fried noodles. Give the recipe to the imperial court."

On the table at noon, a small bowl of freshly made dry fried noodles is placed next to everyone's rice bowl.

The dry fried noodles were brown in color and had a very fragrant lard smell, which was not greasy at all. Seeing that the masters were about to eat, the servants next to them soaked the fried noodles bowl by bowl with hot water.

The oil-fried noodles with added water was very smooth after being stirred, and it was full of aroma when eaten with a spoon. Dad Cheng finished a bowl in one go and was still a little bit unsatisfied.

"Is this really just made of flour and lard?" Father Cheng couldn't believe it, because something made from two ordinary foods has such a good taste.

"I also added a little sugar and salt." Lin Xiazhi smiled and said the added seasoning.

"I'll just donate this!" Dad Cheng smacked his mouth to reflect on it, "Give me another bowl of fried noodles."

Not only Cheng's father, Cheng Fulang and Cheng Wenliu also ordered an extra bowl of fried noodles, but Lin Xiazhi didn't eat more after eating a bowl.

Fried noodles are high in calories, which can meet the body's demand for calories, but the various nutrients and trace elements in it are limited, so he can't stop feeding the child in his stomach just because he is greedy.

After eating fried noodles, Father Cheng and Cheng Wenliu were taken by Cheng Fulang to see the sleeping bag. Father Cheng got into the sleeping bag and tried it himself. He felt that it was quite good.

He also went out with the caravan a few times before, and when he didn't meet the towns, he could only spend the night in the carriage. If there were sleeping bags, everyone could rest much better at night.

"My husband, we can provide the ingredients for this fried noodles. The sleeping bag does have to be purchased separately. Why don't we go to Jinxiuyuan to cooperate, they produce fabric, and we produce cotton?" Cheng Fulang had this idea when he looked at the sleeping bag just now.

Because Li Xiu has a good relationship with Wu Fulang from Jinxiu Garden, and even Cheng Fulang knows a little about Jinxiu Garden. Some businessmen will have some backlog of inventory. These fabrics that have been stored for a long time are not easy to sell, so it is better to use them as sleeping bags. Let these fabrics have a use, save money, and have a good reputation.

Father Cheng has no objection: "Fulang, you should contact them. If you want to make a large number of sleeping bags, why don't you fix the place on their side? Our brother Xia is going to give birth soon, and the noise is not good for him and his grandson." good."

"Okay." Cheng Fulang planned to go to Jinxiu Garden later.

Before he could go out, Lin Xiazhi came to look for Cheng Fulang again: "Ah, I thought that since there is a war in the country, we, as people under the protection of the country, have to show something, or my father and the others donate some things, and In Linjia Village, you can donate food that can last for a long time, such as bean stalks, yuba, tofu skin, vermicelli, tofu curd, tomato sauce, and chili sauce.”

"Brother Xia, do you think this is okay? I'll go to my in-laws and call them over. You discuss this matter with them. I'll go to Jinxiu Garden to talk to Boss Wu and Wu Fulang about how to make a sleeping bag." Cheng Fulang Thinking that since Lin Xiazhi had this idea, let them come over and discuss together directly, so as to save the messenger from running back and forth.

"Okay, thank you." Cheng Fulang's proposal was exactly what Lin Xiazhi wanted.

Both Lin Huzi and Lin Chengzu happened to be at home, and Cheng Fulang sent people to bring them both. It is up to the men in the family to make war donations.

As soon as the two arrived, Lin Xiazhi directly told them the purpose of calling them here: "Father, brother, you know that Jingguo is going to fight Xiliang, right? Today Wen Liu said that the family wants to donate money, I think donating money Not good, so—"

Lin Chengzu heard Lin Xiazhi say that donating money is not good, and thought that Lin Xiazhi didn't want to donate money, so he quickly interrupted him: "Brother Xia, there is a war in the country, we should donate if we have the ability, my father and I were there this morning Don’t be reluctant to discuss donating money.”

"Brother, listen to me." Lin Xiazhi was a little speechless. Could it be that he showed some money-lovers attributes that made Lin Chengzu misunderstand him like this, "I can't tell because I have other suggestions. I suggest that the family donate supplies."

Lin Xiazhi told the fried noodles and sleeping bags he gave to Cheng's family. The raw material of fried noodles is flour. Cheng's family can use this for most of the flour they have in grain business, but the Lin family is different. The Lin family does not grow wheat, so Lin Xiazhi I think fried noodles are not suitable for the Lin family.However, the Lin family has a lot of other food, as long as it is easy to store, light and easy to transport, it can be donated to the army.

"Besides fighting outside, the most difficult thing for soldiers is to eat and sleep. After solving these two problems, I believe that our Jingguo army can easily beat the crap out of the Xiliang barbarians." Lin Xiazhi was very excited at the end.

"Brother Xia, don't say such vulgar words, it will have a bad influence on the child." Lin Chengzu heard Lin Xiazhi say that the shit is fucked, and looked at his belly nervously.

"Okay, I was wrong." Lin Xiazhi admitted his mistake perfunctorily, "Go back to the village quickly, the opportunity for our village to become famous has come."

Why is it an opportunity for the Lin family village to become famous? Because donations are done by aristocratic families or wealthy businessmen. They are small households who set up a workshop in their own village. There is no precedent for war donations. .

After Lin Huzi and the others left the small courtyard, Lin Xiazhi felt that something was missing, and quickly asked Lin Xiaodong to remind them that if the little uncle and the others had suitable ones, they could donate some appropriately.

Sometimes, donating things does not depend on the amount of donations. If you are the first person to donate something, that is the first one, and it is easy to be remembered by others and high-ranking people.

Lin Chengzu understood Lin Xiazhi's meaning, he took Lin Huzi and walked quickly to the Lin residence, the battle was coming fast and fierce, they had to hurry.

Worried that Lin Huzi would not understand if he went back to the village alone, Lin Chengzu asked Zhao Dong to go to the Li family in Wangshan Village himself, and he and Lin Huzi went back to Linjia Village to find Lizheng.

The conscription officers in Lin Family Village have just left, and the villagers are not short of the two taels of silver now. Rather than sending their children to the battlefield, they are more willing to pay the silver to avoid military service.

On the side of the main house of the Lin family, Old Man Lin and Uncle Lin are not in good enough physical condition to allow them to serve in the military, but as a complete family, they also need to provide one person. Two taels of silver bought a quota.

At the moment, there are quite a few villagers around the front of the main house. Some of them are asking how the war is going on at the frontier, and they are concerned about national security. Some are concerned about whether the food produced in their village will not be sold because of the war. I won't come to conscript again, one time two taels of silver is fine, if they come a few more times, even if their village is richer, they can't afford it.