Ding Tian's Ancient Life

Chapter 130 New food

"Ahem, there is another reason...." Du Zhifu was a little embarrassed: "It is to prepare food for the criminals, and it will take many years. The supplies are relatively small, and the yamen is still stretched. It is too much to prepare for these..."

Ding Tian was stupefied, he really hadn't considered this question!

In ancient times, the population was the labor force, that is, the productive force.

In fact, Ding Tian discovered that the sentence of death or imprisonment is not as easy as that shown in the TV series, and it is not like parents and officials throwing a wooden sign and directly beheading or beheading immediately.

This is a very long process, in order to ensure the vitality and population of the ancient times.

Otherwise, the kidnappers would have been cut down long ago, so why did it take so long?

Waiting for the receipt from the above to be sent, Du Zhifu pushed them to the vegetable market and chopped them up?

Imprisoning a person for a long time is obviously inconsistent with the ancient production thinking, so they will not imprison criminals for a long time, and the purpose of imprisonment is to let the criminal know his mistake. Generally, if he knows his mistake in a short period of time, the criminal will be released in this era.

"More importantly, occasionally there will be happy events of amnesty for the world. It is very rare for people..." Du Zhifu reminded him: "Just like last time, when the war between the kingdom and the dynasty was won, the emperor sympathized with the suffering of the people and gave amnesty to the world... …”

Ding Tian held his forehead: "Uh... forgot...."

Forget that this is a feudal society, there is an emperor, and when the emperor gets hot, he will amnesty the world... In other words, as long as it is not a felony, if the world is amnesty, you have to let him go!

So in this case, it seems that there is no need to be sentenced to a prison cell for more than ten years. Anyway, there will be an amnesty from the emperor after a while. This is something people know clearly.

And what about the prisoners?

As long as you don't make big mistakes, petty theft, molesting women...there is no danger of life, so many people like Cui Jiu already have a bottom line in their hearts.

"That's why they corrected their mistakes when they knew they had made mistakes, and made mistakes again, and made mistakes again..." Ding Tian's face was full of black lines.

This "reform through labor" of my own is really necessary!

"So generally, the punishment will not be fixed for such a long time..."

Ding Tian was hit hard, but he persisted for a while: "Even if they are in jail, there is no need to make them comfortable, right? At least they need to be reformed through labor!"

"What is 'reform through labor'?" The new words aroused the prefect Du's interest.

"It's just that they can't just squat comfortably in the prison, and the guards have to wait for them to eat, drink and sleep. They even have to wear prison clothes, have prison shoes on their feet, and ensure that they are in good hygiene." Ding Tian Counting with Du Zhifu with his fingers: "All these need money, so we can't let the court spend it all the time, right? Prisoners can also make money!"

"This...?" Prefect Du didn't know why, but his expression changed.

Probably thought of something bad?

Ding Tian didn't wait for him to ask, and said by himself: "For example, can the prisoner weave a wicker basket or rub a corn?

It's all work!It’s not good to forge iron to make farm tools, because they will come into contact with sharp tools and pose a safety hazard, but this kind of farm work doesn’t have…. ,,

After Du Zhifu heard this, his face became much better: "So you are talking about this kind of work."

Ding Tian choked, and squinted at Du Zhifu several times: "Then what do you think?"

"No, nothing..." Prefect Du smiled awkwardly.

Ding Tianming knew that his thoughts were not very clean, but he didn't want to continue talking nonsense with him: "Also, the things that are made must be marketable. I will temporarily open a pastry shop and let the five people in the prison grind pastries for me every day. Ingredients, one hand-cranked small stone mill per person!,,

Prefect Du: "Hehe...just as long as you're happy..."

Xin said: Those guys in the cell are out of luck.

In the past, I was able to enjoy the blessings in the cell and let the guards take care of me, but now it is better, not only pay attention to hygiene, be shaved, but also "reform through labor", but in this way, those scoundrels, bums, etc. It's time to stop yearning for prison life.

With Du Zhifu's nod, Ding Tian returned to the prison in a high-spirited manner, as if he had taken Shangfang's sword. After his business, he went to the mill shop.

Ten hand-cranked small stone mills were built, and some ceramic jars, wooden boxes with lids, etc. were ordered to hold and make pastries

s material.

When he was about to take a ten-day vacation, he thought about going to the shop the next day, and when he got home from a business trip at night, he saw a familiar scene... Wang Zuo stood at the door of his house, hugged his chest, and looked at it unhappily. He... Or rather, the two little tails behind him.

Zheng Dang had never seen such a posture before, and suddenly his legs felt weak. Ma Xiaofeng was better, at least he already knew the gang who often came to the house

people.

"You go back first." Ding Tian hurriedly sent Zheng Dang away first.

Zheng Dang was quite loyal at this time: "No, they are?"

What if he came here to find fault... He can't just leave like this, he has to go back to the yamen and ask someone to go!

"They are my friends..." Ding Tian patted him on the shoulder: "Go back, I will have a ten-day rest tomorrow."

"Oh, I'll take my leave, little one." Zheng Dang rubbed the soles of his feet with oil, and then slipped away.

Ding Tian was left to bite the bullet and walked to the door with a small tail: "You're back? Didn't you say ten days later?"

Then he happens to have a day off tomorrow...

He's back, and he's become a cook again...

"I'm hungry, why did you come back?" Wang Zuo looked at him and Ma Xiaofeng behind him unhappily: "What kind of pretense is this?"

bundle? "

The two are wearing green clothes?

"Ah?" Ding Tian looked at himself, then at Ma Xiaofeng: "Is there something wrong?"

Wang Zuo's mood became even worse in an instant: "Go in and cook!"

Ding Tian was helpless: "No, even if you are a prince, you can't always come to my house and ask me to cook?"

Of course, he didn't say this sentence, he just muttered in his heart, and then changed his smiling face: "I'm back today, what do you want to eat?"

What? "

"Stew pork ribs." Wang Zuo has learned to order: "Braised pork ribs, and scrambled eggs with leeks!"

"Okay..." Ding Tian went to change his clothes. He was wearing clothes made of cool and good materials, and he could just wear ordinary clothes for cooking.

While eating, Ding Tian noticed that Wang Zuo's food was delicious: "Haven't you been full since you went out?"

"My lord can't eat it." Wang Fugui said from the side: "Except for the little caviar you made, there are other things to eat

rare. "

"You can't do this!" Ding Tian educated Wang Zuo, "Didn't you grow up like this before I was gone?"

Wang Zuo lowered his head to eat without making a sound.

"I won't dare to bring you food next time. It's okay to rely on me so much. After all, I'm not often by your side, and the weather is hot. The caviar can be stored for many days as before. If you go out in summer , but what should I do?" Ding Tian sighed: "It will be broken, and if you eat something broken in summer, you will have a stomachache..."

Wang Zuo still bowed his head to eat, still silent.

This silent gesture of resistance is the most helpless.

But Wang Fugui was more anxious: "Then what should I do?"

In fact, the prince's problem of only liking the things made by Ding Tian was acquired in prison. It was just a kind of attachment, but the prince has grown up so much, it is rare for him to be persistent and self-willed, and he is a bit reluctant to embarrass the prince.

Of course, Ding Tian began to make things difficult.

"I'll make him a soup cube next time, you take it with you, and then you can cook him some noodles or something... Eat as much as you can, no matter if it's made by me or not..." Ding Tian felt that Wang Zuo might have it A mental illness, a mental illness of dependence.

He's not a psychiatrist. He didn't know if he could use the half-baked psychology he learned in school, and if he used it, it would be effective...

Ding Tian had no choice but to think of a way. The inspiration came from the thick soup treasure and the conveniently bought seasoning packets.

In fact, all the seasoning materials are ground into fine noodles, mixed with butter to form a lump, but if they can be melted in hot water, they can be directly made into soup, plus some dried vegetables , such as chopped cabbage leaves, dried green onions, dried coriander leaves... Served with dry cakes or dried meat stewed into dishes (in fact, it looks like instant curry cubes plus convenient vegetable bags), this thing is honest, the requirement is Simple, fast, convenient and delicious.

Ding Tian can make this because his mother has done it several times before. When she is busy, she will use this kind of seasoning oil cubes to turn them into soup and cook longxu noodles for them.

Because my mother felt that there were too many preservatives in instant noodles, even natural ones were not good, so she made her own seasoned oil cubes and boiled longxu noodles for her two children.

They also add stewed beef, chicken nuggets, boiled vegetables, rapeseed, and spinach to the noodles.

Convenient, fast, tasty and nutritious.

After dinner, Wang Zuo was in a bad mood, so Ding Tian had no choice but to coax him: "I'll make you something easy to carry, fast, and last for a long time, new food."

Only then did Wang Zuo show him a smiling face.

Ding Tian sent Wang Zuo away, and then asked Ma Liu's family to find Aunt Jin next door: "Help me find some salted scallion leaves... and dried scallion leaves."

At this time, there was no such thing as "dehydrated vegetables", and he didn't have the ability to do them. He could only find some naturally dried things. Vegetables seemed a bit difficult, but he thought, could he put some pickles in it!

Sun-dried pickles, soaked in oil... It is estimated that they can be stored for ten days and a half months.

The easiest antiseptic method at this time is deep frying... well, soybean oil has to be used. I have never heard of meat oil being used for this stuff.Ding Tian felt that he could really find trouble for himself!

On the second day of rest, the soldiers were divided into two groups. Aunt Jin went out with ten taels of silver to buy butter, seasonings and dried vegetables...As for Ding Tian, ​​he is going to take a look at the shop. He heard that it is almost finished there.

As a result, Wang Zuo came at breakfast time, and the ground was shaken when he came, because there were so many people, and they were all riding horses, Ding Tian reluctantly put a handful of millet into the pot where the millet porridge was cooking.

Wang Zuo came in refreshed: "Where's the new food?"

"No, it's only one night, I have to prepare some ingredients!" Ding Tian wiped his face: "I will eat millet porridge this morning, the leftover steamed buns from yesterday, and cold side dishes. Eat some, and I will choose for you. I bought two salted duck eggs, the red ones are oily." Wang Zuo kept asking Ding Tian while eating, "Are there any salted duck eggs in the new food?"

"Brother, the ones with salted duck eggs are salted duck egg yolk rice dumplings, okay?" Ding Tian felt that Wang Zuo really dared to think that he was worthy of being a prince who "does not touch the spring water with his fingers". He probably doesn't even know how to use a shovel, right?

"Do you still know about zongzi?" Wang Zuo was obviously interested in something different from Ding Tian's: "Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon, and I have asked people to make a lot of zongzi. I'll give you some when the time comes!"

Glutinous rice is more precious than rice in this era.

Therefore, only rich people eat zongzi. Ordinary people only need to eat some eggs and wrap some colorful thread around the necks of the hands and ankles of the children.

Rich and noble people carry purses embroidered with five poisons, which are filled with balls made of spices that repel insects, similar to moth balls; ordinary people smoke wormwood at home, burn wormwood leaves, and stick wormwood on the door.

People who are poorer can eat some eggs, and they can't afford colorful thread...

But the uniformity is to hang gourds, not real gourds, but the kind made of paper.

"Okay!" Ding Tian thought for a while: "I finally figured out what to ask the prisoners in the prison to do!"

"What are you doing?" Wang Zuo didn't quite understand what Ding Tian was talking about.

"Let them make paper gourds...." Ding Tian slapped the table, "Even if we can't sell it, can we still use it for the government office?