Chapter 13 If There Is Cotton, I Will Plant It Too
"Brother Yi, you can really afford it." Li Chengqi suddenly understood when he heard the price.
The twelfth jar of soy sauce over there was bought for 6,000 yuan.
Six hundred coins per pound, my brothers got it for nothing before.
To say it is cheap would be to lie to oneself.
But if you want to say it’s expensive, it’s not expensive either.
A dou of rice costs 300 yen, and a liter costs 30 yen. One liter usually weighs one catty and eight taels.
Sixteen taels per catty, one catty is twenty yuan.
If you go to the store to eat soy sauce, you can’t eat a pound in one meal.
It’s about the same price as staple food, not expensive.
"If we didn't sell ten thousand catties the day before yesterday..." Li Chengqi felt that the previous sale was cheap.
"If you don't sell tens of thousands of catties, how can everyone in Chang'an City know about soy sauce?" Li Yi thought clearly. The previous one was just an advertisement.
"That's true." Li Chengqi figured it out.
Anyway, Yi Di can continue to make soy sauce, and others will either have to figure it out on their own or buy it.
Stealing is impossible.
The official grabbed it, and the third brother just found the opportunity to kill him.
Force people to rob them, and wait for veterans to be found to equip them with bows and crossbows.
What we protect is not soy sauce, but more things that are beneficial to people’s livelihood.
Brother Yi always comes up with good ideas. Sinong Temple and the Shaofu Superintendent should learn from Brother Yi.
"The last jar, the last jar of soy sauce today, costs 7,600 yuan. Is there anything higher? I'll buy it tomorrow, but it won't be for these people now."
The steward Song De shouted, his body was trembling at the moment, he had sold a lot of money.
The average jar costs 4,630 yuan. Making soy sauce is so simple that the cost is not included.
"Eight thousand, I pay eight thousand in Guanjiang Tower." Someone shouted.
Two maids and two eunuchs, dressed in palace attire, stood nearby.
They use their identities to tell others not to think wrongly.
The two palace maids jointly carried a tray and delivered jars of soy sauce to those who bought it.
People who buy soy sauce look at this posture and understand, understand, know, know...
"Brother, do you like chicken?" Li Yi suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with the current matter.
"Eat, stewed is delicious, roasted is also delicious." Li Chengqi said while looking at Li Yi expectantly.
"I bought some chickens and smoked them for my eldest brother, third brother and a few brothers I haven't met before." Li Yi said.
"What are you buying? I'll bring it to you. Go and catch thirty chickens. Hurry."
Li Chengqi was just waiting for Li Yi's words. Sure enough, there was something delicious.
There is no need to doubt, let alone hesitate, the third brother is ready to call the people from the imperial kitchen to come over and learn how to cook from Brother Yi.
There is actually another way to prepare vegetables called stir-frying.
Why are fried dishes so delicious?
Li Yi looked at the sky and the height of the sun.
I was trying to figure out how long it would take to make the smoked chicken. If I wanted to take it away before tonight, I would have to find someone to help me. I couldn't do it alone.
In less than half an hour, fifty chickens were brought back by several fast horses.
Li Chengqi said thirty. People who go to do things can't really bring back thirty. What if it's not enough?
The soy sauce pans over there are sold out, so everyone is sorting out money and cloth.
The mistresses of ten tenant farmers came and helped kill the chickens.
Prepare the clay pot, add water and salt, cut the chicken's neck to bleed, and stir in one direction.
When the chicken stops struggling and has no blood, replace it with another one.
The students who were studying came out to watch, showing no sign of the so-called gentleman's awareness of staying away from the kitchen.
They knew that they might not be able to survive at noon, but they would have chicken blood to eat at night.
Maybe there's also chicken stewed with yam.
Li Yi also asked his elder brother Li Chengqi to kill chickens, and he was skillful in his skills.
Pull the hair off the chicken's neck, and blood will spurt out with a knife.
"Brother Yi, are you fishing?" Li Chengqi was frightened by the sight of the chicken being killed and looked for a topic.
"I don't fish, but I use a net. I fish for food, not for hooking fish for fun." Li Yi said calmly.
He doesn't regard fishing as entertainment, he just sets off the net when he wants to eat.
If it's shrimp, just catch and nest, it's all about eating.
Li Yi put down the second chicken that had been killed, and said: "All living beings have no evil sins. They can be killed but not tortured."
"What if there is a serious crime?" Li Chengqi asked.
"Torture him thousands of times as a warning to others who will come after him," Li Yi said.
Turning around, he saw everyone using boiling water to peel off the chicken feathers, and said happily: "The peeled feathers can be dried in the sun and used as clothing in winter. It is a gift to those who have no cotton."
"For others to wear? People in your Zhuangzi don't use chicken feathers to fill their clothes?" Li Chengqi felt that Brother Yi ignored Zhuangzi.
"My village buys duck down in autumn. Chicken feathers are not as good as duck down to keep out the cold." Li Yi said confidently.
Li Chengqi nodded and expressed his conviction. If you have money, you can do it.
Speaking of warm clothes this winter, Li Yi remembered something.
"Brother, do you have any seeds of Tribute Baidiezi? If so, I will cut down the paddy fields and plant them." Li Yi asked about cotton seeds.
He knew that cotton-woven cloth was now sold, and the price was still very expensive.
Then the people of Chang'an grew it as a flower. Some places in the south were already weaving, but the varieties were not very good.
It is better to sell cotton fabrics from the Western Regions to Chang'an.
"Yes." Li Chengqi understood this.
I also know about cotton, but the cloth is not as good as silk.
The price is higher because there are less of them, and they are better than clothes made of hemp.
Everyone grows it just to see the flowers, which is quite fun.
"Then why not variety?" Li Yi wondered.
"It's useless. It's not as smooth as silk, and its output is not as good as mulberry and hemp." Li Chengqi gave the reason.
Li Yi took a deep breath and realized.
It turns out that the textile technology of cotton is not up to par, and the yield per mu is low.
Everyone knows it can weave cloth, but they don't use it.
Especially north of the Yangtze River, why are you growing this thing? Isn’t it good to grow food?
Then south of the Yangtze River, there is also kapok, and the winter there is not very cold. Just put a little kapok into your clothes and it will be good for the winter.
"Brother, get me some seeds and I'll plant them to make stuffing. It'll be warm in winter." Li Yiti requested.
He plans to reduce the area planted with rice and switch to cotton.
To others, cotton is woven fabric, and then compared with silk, silk, linen and other fabrics.
But its real purpose is to keep warm, and fur also keeps warm. However, fur clothes are heavy and expensive, so few people can afford them?
No need to use cotton to weave cloth.
Silk or linen cloth, stuffed with cotton will do.
Moreover, cotton cloth has a special characteristic. It is not as smooth as silk, but it does not hurt the skin like linen.
Made of cotton cloth and filled with cotton as a quilt, it is very comfortable to cover.
In winter, you sleep with a cover to keep warm, and in summer, you sleep with your arms in your arms to keep cool.
Yes, quilts can also be used in summer and held in your arms.
Compared with pure cotton quilts, space cotton and air-conditioning quilts are all on the sidelines.
Li Chengqi, who had never been covered with a quilt before, his first thought was to keep up.
"Brother Yi, how many do you plan to plant?" Li Chengqi asked. He didn't think there would be any problems.
"Two hundred acres." Li Yi decided to reduce the paddy field to 600 acres.
It's not a matter of money. If cotton is managed well and more are planted, especially at the border, they will be planted along with it, and their lifespan will be increased.
"That being the case, I also plant it." Li Chengqi expressed his stance.
He now has a mysterious confidence in his brother Yi.
Whatever Brother Yi wants to do, you can never go wrong by following him.
So he sent people to collect seeds.
At noon, we were in the big restaurant again, where everyone ate fried chicken offal and fried chicken blood with green onions.
Some hens still had unlaid eggs in their bellies, so they steamed egg custard and poured it with soy sauce for the children to eat.
The man with the tenants opened his mouth to say something.
Li Yi saw it and said directly: "Don't tell me that it's not good for children who have never seen the sun to eat? There are also children with pig tails who are afraid of death after eating them, and children who eat fish roe and can't count."
He said something, and the banker nodded to express his agreement.
"That's shameless for adults. You can eat good things by yourself and don't let your children eat them. This is not allowed in my village." Li Yi said flatly.
The farmers suddenly realized that it turned out that the adults wanted to eat, so they were lying to the children. Isn’t that actually true?
They absolutely believe what the proprietor says, and what the proprietor says must be right. What they heard from others before was wrong.
The people brought by Li Chengqi ate together, and the rice was just millet.
But they found that this dish was so delicious. It was obviously just chicken blood and offal, so how could it be made so fragrant?
Then they went to see the food eaten by the children on the farm, and they were even more greedy.
The children ate mutton siomai, leftover mutton from the day before yesterday.
I made steamed buns and fried boxes for the children. The last thing I did today was steamed siomai.
The child was also dipped in soy sauce and eaten, which made the people who came with Li Chengqi feel distressed.
The last portion of soy sauce costs 9,200 yuan, and a pound of soy sauce costs 920 yuan.
After the children had eaten one meal, they were probably gone.
Sixteen taels per catty, one hundred and seventy yuan.
And the food we ate was garlic sauce. Are you sure you are the children of the tenants? Not the proprietor’s biological son?
The tenants devoured rice, vegetables, pickles, and chicken soup.
They know that if they want to repay their boss, they have to work more, and if they have the strength to work, they must eat well.
"Next time, stir-fry with garlic sprouts." Li Yi ate chicken blood, which lacked the spiciness.
It was hard for him to take out the chili sauce. There were too many people and not enough food.
"Brother Yi, your chicken blood is delicious." Li Chengqi wondered. He had eaten chicken blood and sheep blood.
"Use soybean oil, and use the pot to stir-fry the black bean sauce. Everyone has black bean sauce, right?" Li Yi said.
"Oh, Brother Yi, I'm going to find someone to prepare the oil. The soybean oil is smelly, and it needs to be fried?"
Li Chengqi has learned how to squeeze soybean oil, and now he is learning how to eat soybean oil.
Li Yi shook his head: "Blow the pan with raw oil, not the cooked oil. Put the soybean oil in a big pot and turn off the heat when it starts to smoke. You don't need to fry the pan again when cooking."
"Is it already smoking?" Li Chengqi asked.
"It's okay, it won't affect anything." Li Yi understood. The eldest brother put the soybean oil from his home into the pot without controlling the heat properly, and it started to smoke.
"I put the vegetables in and they got burnt." Li Chengqi was confused.
"After the smoke comes out, can't you wait for it to cool down? Serve it directly? You can't do this with cooking with meat and oil."
Li Yi was worried, why is this person so stupid?