Prince of the Tang Dynasty: Signing in began with harming Li Shimin

Chapter 43 Arrival of Artisans

After settling down Qiu'er, mother and daughter, Su Jing went to see Pei'er who had woken up again.

The little girl buried her head in Zhao Shi's arms shyly, even the meat porridge that she had been coveting for a long time could not make her raise her head.

Seeing this, Su Jing smiled slightly.

Pranking Pei'er's little face mischievously, he ran out amidst Pei'er's exclamation and Su's mother's shouting.

"Cuckoo~"

The young lady's eyes lit up, she grabbed Su Jing's hair and giggled.

But when she saw a group of craftsmen standing outside the courtyard gate, she fell powerlessly on Su Jing's head for an instant.

Those thin faces full of flattering smiles were very similar to her sad look when she was trying to survive.

Although the tattered cotton clothes were a little better than before, they obviously couldn't stop the cold air from invading at this time.

Just looking at the few children shivering with their necks shrunk, it can be seen that their situation is not good.

"My lord, these five people are the best craftsmen in Dongshi."

Zhao Quan stepped forward and said.

Hearing this, Su Jing frowned, walked up to everyone with a blank expression, and looked at them casually.

"The best craftsman?"

Su Jing narrowed his eyes in doubt, and joked casually: "Zhao Quan, can the best craftsman live in such a miserable life?

Could it be that you went to Dongshi for a stroll, and randomly found a few people to come back to send your lord? "

"The last will not dare!"

Zhao Quan knelt down in response, but he also knew that Su Jing was not angry.

He could only shake his head with a wry smile, and said, "My lord, these people are all artisans."

"What about craftsmen?

Afraid of lack of food if you have craftsmanship? "

Su Jing raised his hand to rouse Zhao Quan, and asked very puzzled.

If he is really the best craftsman, even if he is not respected by the world, he can always live comfortably.

The Tang Dynasty was not the Manchu Qing Dynasty of later generations. Because they were worried about the rebellion of the Han people, they tried every means to hinder the development of science and technology.

Although the artisan households at this time were heavily taxed, they were not as miserable as those of the humble family.

"My lord.

Nowadays, the common people can't even eat enough to eat, so how can they have spare money to hire craftsmen to do the work.

And the big officials in the city of Chang'an went to the generals to find people, and the life of the craftsmen in Dongshi was really not easy. "

Zhao Quan glanced at the lonely craftsman and said with a sigh.

Hearing this, Su Jing sighed, and slightly tightened the hand holding the young lady.

This world-famous Zhenguan prosperity seems to be far from what he imagined!

I thought that the hard-working farmers were the most miserable.

Now it seems that apart from the big officials, there is no one who is not struggling.

It really is: Xing, the people suffer.

die, the people suffer.

"Ugh!"

Su Jing sighed again, shook his head and said, "If that's the case, then let's all stay."

"Thank you sir!

Thank you Sir! "

A group of more than ten people hastily prostrated.

I'm afraid that taking a step too late will cause Su Jing's dissatisfaction.

"In the future, you don't have to be so polite when doing things at home.

Neither Lord Ben nor mother liked it. "

"Yes, sir."

The crowd complied.

Su Jingting nodded and raised his right hand to rouse everyone.

Tilting his head and thinking for a while, he asked, "Can you build a kang?"

"Dare to ask my lord, what is a kang?"

Several craftsmen looked at each other and shook their heads blankly.

A craftsman in his thirties thought about it, and asked helplessly.

Su Jing scratched his head, not knowing how to explain it for a moment.

He is not a northerner, and his knowledge of Kang is limited to movies and books.

In the relatively warm south, there is no need for artifacts such as heated kangs.

"You don't even understand.

Put aside the matter of the heated kang for now.

I will draw a drawing later, and you will understand it naturally.

The most urgent task is to build the house first, and at least set up a few tents and the like.

After a night of freezing in this icy and snowy place, there will be no one alive when you wake up tomorrow morning. "

"promise!"

Several craftsmen responded happily.

They earn money when they have something to do.

Being needed by nobles like Su Jing, they have a chance to survive.

"What's your name?"

Su Jing looked at the leader and asked loudly.

"My lord, the younger one is called Sun Cheng."

The smile on Sun Cheng's face became brighter and brighter.

The more he can be remembered by Su Jing, the more likely he will survive.

"Can you make a stove?"

Su Jing then asked.

The little guy sitting on his neck has been thinking about the hot pot tonight.

If you only rely on the charcoal basin, you can't make the little guy happy.

"Small ones will."

Sun Cheng nodded again and again, and said anxiously: "The stoves in Dongshi Restaurant are all made by young people.

Even the small stoves in the palace can do it. "

"My lord wants more than a stove for cooking."

Su Jing shook his head, gestured and said: "The stove I want is not only much larger than the cooking stove, but also has an exhaust pipe."

"Exhaust pipes?!

Sir, is that still a stove? "

Sun Cheng blinked in confusion.

He only knew that the stove needed an exhaust chimney, but he had never seen a stove with an exhaust pipe.

"Why is it not a stove!"

Su Jing curled his lips, and said triumphantly: "It's easy to get poisoned if you light a fire in the house in winter, you should know that."

"The little one knows."

Sun Cheng nodded.

Su Jing smiled slightly, and then asked, "Then do you know why you were poisoned?"

"Little I don't know."

Sun Cheng shook his head puzzled.

"Hehe~"

Seeing this, Su Jing smiled softly.

Looking at the dozens of people with blank faces, the expressions on their faces became more and more smug.

"The burning of charcoal and coal will produce carbon dioxide, which is known to you as carbon poisoning.

If the poisonous gas is not expelled, those who stay in the house will naturally be poisoned. "

"So it is!

Lord Sir really has the ability! "

Although Sun Cheng didn't understand what carbon dioxide was, he still offered a flattery in time.

Su Jing looked at the confused look in his eyes, and knew that he didn't understand at all.

Boring his lips in boredom, he waved his hands and said, "My lord, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you!

You just have to do what I tell you, understand? "

"Little understands."

Sun Cheng saluted with a smile.

Su Jing waved his hand and said impatiently: "Zhao Quan, take them down.

Eat something before you work.

Remember to quickly make the charcoal stove I need, and I have to make delicious food for the young lady tonight. "

"promise!"

"Thank you sir.

Thank you sir. "

Zhao Quan bowed his hands and led the grateful artisan away in strides.

Seeing this, Su Jing smiled slightly, lifted the young lady on his shoulders and hugged her in his arms, and then walked leisurely towards Doctor Zhu's room.

To make a delicious hot pot, only peppers are not enough, and many other materials are needed.

However, in the Tang Dynasty, when technology was backward, there were not as many kinds of condiments as in later generations in winter.

Fortunately, he knows that many Chinese medicinal materials have the function of seasoning, so there must be a lot of hidden goods in Zhu Taiyi's room.

Bringing the young mother into the village like a bandit, searching in the medicine cabinet of Imperial Physician Zhu for a while.

The Su Jing brothers and sisters floated away happily carrying a large bag of medicinal materials in their mournful eyes.

Beforehand, he never expected that Imperial Physician Zhu's collection would be so rich.

Originally he only wanted to find a few star anise and peppercorns, but he also found shallots, ginger, garlic, cloves, cardamom, cinnamon and angelica.

These are health-preserving seasonings that have lasted for thousands of years. It is not a problem to make a pot of hot pot with Datang characteristics.

"Brother!

Is the hot pot delicious? "

The young lady raised her little head, drooling while grabbing his trouser legs.

Seeing this, Su Jing smiled happily, rubbed her little head and said softly: "You will know in a while."

"Uh~"

The young lady was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, and a little astonishment suddenly appeared on her face.

In the past, if she asked Su Jing like this in the past, she would give her a taste, so why did she make her wait a little longer today.

"Then can I smell it?"

The young mother thought for a while, struggling and making the last effort.

"Can't!"

When the young lady heard the words, she instantly lost face.

Seeing this, Su Jing picked her up and walked aside, poked her belly and said with a smile: "Snacks.

Hungry again after lunch? "

"People just want to have a taste."

The young lady lay shyly on Su Jing's chest, her little hands tightly clutching his clothes.

"hold on,

You can eat it when you count a thousand. "

"But……

But the young lady can only count to twenty miles! "

"Hahaha~

Or the eldest brother will teach you, and you can eat it when you learn it. "

"OK then.

But brother, you have to hurry up, it won't taste good if it gets cold for a while. "

"Okay, brother, hurry up!"

Su Jing looked at the young mother's well-behaved appearance, and fondled her little face.

Before he found Sun Simiao, he didn't dare to let the young lady overeat.

If one accidentally developed appendicitis, he would not be able to operate on the young lady.