Chapter 1508： Teaching and educating people
Chapter 1508 Teaching and educating people
Zhulan touched the children's foreheads. The doctor didn't find anything. The children all ate the same thing. If they were poisoned, it shouldn't be twenty children.
The doctor checked carefully and confirmed that the children will be fine after taking the medicine and resting for a night.
The women who are cooking are anxious. They are all from the nearby villages, and they are all short of food now. They come to Zhuangzi to cook. Although they cannot bring food out, they can eat seven percent full. The monthly settlement is also food, not only for If there is food left in the family, they can still earn a fortune back. I don’t know how many people in the village envy them.
Several women came in, one of them was in charge of the kitchen, and said cautiously: "The food is made according to the seven-cent fill, and it is about the same every day. We did not put the wrong thing."
They are all about forty years old. After a lifetime, they can't go wrong with wild vegetables. They really don't know why something happened.
Zhulan motioned Steward Wang to take the people down. There was nothing wrong in the kitchen, and it wouldn't be poisoning. If it was poisoned, it should be taken together. She said to Qingxue, "Go check it out."
Qingxue nodded and went out, and came back after a while, replying: "These two groups cooked some herbs, exchanged a dozen copper coins with the doctor, and secretly went to the village to buy some potatoes and burned them outside, you see Look at the found potatoes."
Zhulan knows the reason. In ancient times, when eating potatoes, they were washed and eaten together with the skin. They were not willing to throw them away. They also ate sprouted potatoes. , and then cooked to perfection.
A few children should have boiled potatoes undercooked, and they were reluctant to throw away too much and were poisoned.
Butler Wang, "Zhuangzi's food is not bad. If there is a tradition of frugality in the palace, he has not deducted it. Why are these children secretly burning potatoes to eat?"
"Half the big boy eats the poor old man. Look at these two groups of children, they are all 11 or 12 year old boys. There is no oil or water in their stomachs, and they don't get hungry if they eat a lot."
Her private orphanage is incomparable to the royal one. The royal orphanage can still eat meat once a month, so she can only rely on herself.
At the beginning, she donated a lot of money, and she set aside some of it to buy Zhuangzi. If the capital is self-sufficient this year, other states will also accept orphans one after another.
Everything has to be budget-conscious.
The millet and jujube brought by Zhulan from home are boiled into porridge. There are too many children, each child can be given a bowl of very thin porridge, and the rest of the millet is left to the twenty children to support themselves.
During dinner, Mingrui came, the child came on horseback, Zhulan, "Why did you come here?"
Ming Rui, "I was worried about my grandma, so I came over after school to pack up."
"You kid, I'll go back tomorrow, the kids are all right."
Ming Rui, "Then grandson doesn't worry about you. Ming Jia and a few are coming too. I didn't let them. Mom, I brought some food here."
Zhulan pointed at the table, "I've already finished eating, you're in a hurry and haven't eaten yet, you can keep it for yourself."
She and the children in the orphanage ate together, a bowl of gruel, a potato cake, and a plate of wild vegetables.
Mingrui came in and saw the plate on the table, "Then I also eat the same as grandma."
"No, there's nothing left in the pot in the kitchen. Eat the snacks you brought."
Mingrui brought a lot of food and a piece of meat, and asked Grandma Qingxue what she had eaten at night, knowing that grandma would not eat alone, and motioned the servant to send the meat to the kitchen, and put it in the porridge tomorrow morning, and it could also be given to the children. Add some meaty flavor.
Zhou Houfu, Zhou Shuren came back to read the letter and heard the news that was sent back. It wasn't a premeditated plan. He was worried about whether his daughter-in-law could eat or sleep well. Glad that Mingrui thought thoroughly.
However, Zhulan did not eat or sleep like Zhou Shuren thought. She ate dinner and went to see the children before dark. The girls were well-behaved and the boys were not naughty. Mature, ancient orphans know to cherish the opportunity to survive.
Zhulan may also be tired. She slept well all night. When she woke up in the morning, she heard how lively the courtyard was, and saw Mingrui directing some boys to carry rabbits.
Zhulan, "Did you go to fight in the morning?"
"Well, my little servant and I are both good at skills. We went to try our luck in the morning, and we really met."
"You, your clothes are all wet, go and change."
"Ok."
The breakfast is also porridge with meat brought by Ming Rui in it. The children eat it very carefully. Every mouthful is full of satisfaction. The second brother and the children can also make it to eat. They also drink porridge and borrow a piece of meat. By the taste, it is not too oily, and children can eat it.
After breakfast, the children wash their dishes and prepare to go to class.
Today is also a coincidence, Rong Enqing came to class early in the morning, Zhulan was not in a hurry to go back, and sat and listened with her grandson.
Outside, there are peasant men who help with work standing by the window. The opportunity to read characters is too difficult for the common people.
The blackboard for the children's lectures, Zhulan gave the idea, and asked someone to make it. It is a big board with large characters and can be read clearly.
Rong Enqing not only taught character recognition, but also told stories, and Zhulan listened with great interest.
Zhulan tilted her head, "Ronghou said it well."
As a result, her grandson's eyes were bright, which she had never seen in Mingrui.
Mingrui replied: "Grandma, teaching and educating people is great."
Bamboo Orchid, "Hmm."
She knew that her grandson went out to Beijing with the crown prince to give lectures to the children. Did she like it?
The Ministry of Household Zhou Shuren stared at the application for silver on the table, all of them required silver, the big ones were King Liang and Rong Chuan, and construction needed money, but the country had gold that could not be obtained, because of the lack of food prices No matter how much money depreciates, the people will no longer have a way to live.
But where can he turn money into? Several states in the south that suffered from floods last year confiscated their taxes. They all depend on the money allocated by the Ministry of Household to live. The destroyed dams need to be repaired.
Zhou Shuren waited for all the masters to arrive, and said, "You all knew early today that the King of Qin needs the Ministry of Housing to send someone to the grassland. Who among you is willing to go?"
No one took the initiative to say anything, and they were unwilling to suffer, and some of the gentlemen came in without raising their heads.
Zhang Jinghong wanted to go, thought about it, and took a gamble: "Xiaguan is willing."
Zhou Shuren looked at the other people with a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes in his heart, and said to Zhang Jinghong, "This officer has written it down, you all go out."
Zhang Jinghong was the last to leave, and he turned back after a while, "Sir, Xiaguan really wants to go, please help Xiaguan to say something more."
He has only one son in his life, and he has to plan more for his son. If this opportunity is missed, it will be difficult for him to have another chance in the future.
(end of this chapter)
Zhulan touched the children's foreheads. The doctor didn't find anything. The children all ate the same thing. If they were poisoned, it shouldn't be twenty children.
The doctor checked carefully and confirmed that the children will be fine after taking the medicine and resting for a night.
The women who are cooking are anxious. They are all from the nearby villages, and they are all short of food now. They come to Zhuangzi to cook. Although they cannot bring food out, they can eat seven percent full. The monthly settlement is also food, not only for If there is food left in the family, they can still earn a fortune back. I don’t know how many people in the village envy them.
Several women came in, one of them was in charge of the kitchen, and said cautiously: "The food is made according to the seven-cent fill, and it is about the same every day. We did not put the wrong thing."
They are all about forty years old. After a lifetime, they can't go wrong with wild vegetables. They really don't know why something happened.
Zhulan motioned Steward Wang to take the people down. There was nothing wrong in the kitchen, and it wouldn't be poisoning. If it was poisoned, it should be taken together. She said to Qingxue, "Go check it out."
Qingxue nodded and went out, and came back after a while, replying: "These two groups cooked some herbs, exchanged a dozen copper coins with the doctor, and secretly went to the village to buy some potatoes and burned them outside, you see Look at the found potatoes."
Zhulan knows the reason. In ancient times, when eating potatoes, they were washed and eaten together with the skin. They were not willing to throw them away. They also ate sprouted potatoes. , and then cooked to perfection.
A few children should have boiled potatoes undercooked, and they were reluctant to throw away too much and were poisoned.
Butler Wang, "Zhuangzi's food is not bad. If there is a tradition of frugality in the palace, he has not deducted it. Why are these children secretly burning potatoes to eat?"
"Half the big boy eats the poor old man. Look at these two groups of children, they are all 11 or 12 year old boys. There is no oil or water in their stomachs, and they don't get hungry if they eat a lot."
Her private orphanage is incomparable to the royal one. The royal orphanage can still eat meat once a month, so she can only rely on herself.
At the beginning, she donated a lot of money, and she set aside some of it to buy Zhuangzi. If the capital is self-sufficient this year, other states will also accept orphans one after another.
Everything has to be budget-conscious.
The millet and jujube brought by Zhulan from home are boiled into porridge. There are too many children, each child can be given a bowl of very thin porridge, and the rest of the millet is left to the twenty children to support themselves.
During dinner, Mingrui came, the child came on horseback, Zhulan, "Why did you come here?"
Ming Rui, "I was worried about my grandma, so I came over after school to pack up."
"You kid, I'll go back tomorrow, the kids are all right."
Ming Rui, "Then grandson doesn't worry about you. Ming Jia and a few are coming too. I didn't let them. Mom, I brought some food here."
Zhulan pointed at the table, "I've already finished eating, you're in a hurry and haven't eaten yet, you can keep it for yourself."
She and the children in the orphanage ate together, a bowl of gruel, a potato cake, and a plate of wild vegetables.
Mingrui came in and saw the plate on the table, "Then I also eat the same as grandma."
"No, there's nothing left in the pot in the kitchen. Eat the snacks you brought."
Mingrui brought a lot of food and a piece of meat, and asked Grandma Qingxue what she had eaten at night, knowing that grandma would not eat alone, and motioned the servant to send the meat to the kitchen, and put it in the porridge tomorrow morning, and it could also be given to the children. Add some meaty flavor.
Zhou Houfu, Zhou Shuren came back to read the letter and heard the news that was sent back. It wasn't a premeditated plan. He was worried about whether his daughter-in-law could eat or sleep well. Glad that Mingrui thought thoroughly.
However, Zhulan did not eat or sleep like Zhou Shuren thought. She ate dinner and went to see the children before dark. The girls were well-behaved and the boys were not naughty. Mature, ancient orphans know to cherish the opportunity to survive.
Zhulan may also be tired. She slept well all night. When she woke up in the morning, she heard how lively the courtyard was, and saw Mingrui directing some boys to carry rabbits.
Zhulan, "Did you go to fight in the morning?"
"Well, my little servant and I are both good at skills. We went to try our luck in the morning, and we really met."
"You, your clothes are all wet, go and change."
"Ok."
The breakfast is also porridge with meat brought by Ming Rui in it. The children eat it very carefully. Every mouthful is full of satisfaction. The second brother and the children can also make it to eat. They also drink porridge and borrow a piece of meat. By the taste, it is not too oily, and children can eat it.
After breakfast, the children wash their dishes and prepare to go to class.
Today is also a coincidence, Rong Enqing came to class early in the morning, Zhulan was not in a hurry to go back, and sat and listened with her grandson.
Outside, there are peasant men who help with work standing by the window. The opportunity to read characters is too difficult for the common people.
The blackboard for the children's lectures, Zhulan gave the idea, and asked someone to make it. It is a big board with large characters and can be read clearly.
Rong Enqing not only taught character recognition, but also told stories, and Zhulan listened with great interest.
Zhulan tilted her head, "Ronghou said it well."
As a result, her grandson's eyes were bright, which she had never seen in Mingrui.
Mingrui replied: "Grandma, teaching and educating people is great."
Bamboo Orchid, "Hmm."
She knew that her grandson went out to Beijing with the crown prince to give lectures to the children. Did she like it?
The Ministry of Household Zhou Shuren stared at the application for silver on the table, all of them required silver, the big ones were King Liang and Rong Chuan, and construction needed money, but the country had gold that could not be obtained, because of the lack of food prices No matter how much money depreciates, the people will no longer have a way to live.
But where can he turn money into? Several states in the south that suffered from floods last year confiscated their taxes. They all depend on the money allocated by the Ministry of Household to live. The destroyed dams need to be repaired.
Zhou Shuren waited for all the masters to arrive, and said, "You all knew early today that the King of Qin needs the Ministry of Housing to send someone to the grassland. Who among you is willing to go?"
No one took the initiative to say anything, and they were unwilling to suffer, and some of the gentlemen came in without raising their heads.
Zhang Jinghong wanted to go, thought about it, and took a gamble: "Xiaguan is willing."
Zhou Shuren looked at the other people with a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes in his heart, and said to Zhang Jinghong, "This officer has written it down, you all go out."
Zhang Jinghong was the last to leave, and he turned back after a while, "Sir, Xiaguan really wants to go, please help Xiaguan to say something more."
He has only one son in his life, and he has to plan more for his son. If this opportunity is missed, it will be difficult for him to have another chance in the future.
(end of this chapter)
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