Daily Life In Qin Dynasty

After hearing Fu Nian's words, the Six-fingered Black Man's eyes glazed over.

Then he looked at Mr. Mo, opened his mouth slightly, and said in surprise: "Jun Shengping is still proficient in cooking?"

Mo Jun said modestly: "I understand a little, I understand a little."

Fu Nian on the side shook his head when he heard Mo Jun's words.

Understand something?

He sounded very ordinary when he said this. You must know that in just one month since he took up the position of teacher in Mo Mansion, Fu Nian found that his waistline had become quite round.

Now when I tie the belt with the rope buckle, the section of the rope is obviously much shorter than before.

Confucianism emphasizes "never tire of fine food and never tire of fine food".

Therefore, in the past, Fu Nian's requirements for food were not strict, but they could also be called exquisite.

But at that time, Fu Nian could only maintain a barely full stomach every day. But since coming to Hanzhong and joining Mo Mansion, Fu Nian now starts with at least three large bowls of food every day.

Anyway, eating more does not violate Confucian etiquette, so why not eat more?

The six-fingered black man obviously didn't know Fu Nian's inner thoughts at this moment. He only knew one thing, and that was whether the skills mastered by the Shengping Lord in front of him, who was no more than a year old, were too many.

From what he knows now, the other party has already mastered the art of mechanism, business management, farming and medicine.

Moreover, none of these skills are at the top level.

And now Mr. Mo has actually mastered this cooking skill to this extent. Could it be that the gap between people is really that big?

"Speaking of which, Fu Nian has always heard that the Qin State was located in a barbaric wilderness, so most of the Qin people were poor, but now it seems that the words in the book are still not entirely true."

At this moment, Fu Nian looked out the window and suddenly said something.

"Oh? Where did Mr. Fu Nian start talking about this?" Mo Jun said slightly surprised.

"Sheng Pingjun's [Baichuan Restaurant] costs one gold coin on the third and fourth floors, and five gold coins on the fifth and sixth floors. Such prices are completely astronomical to ordinary people, but now the business of the restaurant is It is so popular that it can be imagined that Qin has no shortage of rich and noble people."

Hearing Fu Nian mention this matter, Mo Jun's face also showed some contemplation.

It sounds a little strange.

Originally, the reason why Mr. Mo built this [Baichuan Restaurant·Headquarters] was mainly because there were a lot of materials left over from the construction of [Mo Mansion] and [Xiong Chu Mo Chamber of Commerce] headquarters.

When Mo Mansion was built, blue bricks were mainly used.

But when they started building the [breeding farm] and the [Xiong Chumo Chamber of Commerce], the red bricks fired by Mo Jun came out.

So a lot of materials were saved at once.

Therefore, in conjunction with the later planning of Hanzhong County, he built such a restaurant nearby, and also built a cement avenue leading directly to the county seat.

Thinking that this way, it would not only facilitate my own travel, but also make a small amount of money from those out-of-town traders.

Originally, those businessmen from other places came to Hanzhong to do business. Even for Mo Jun's sake, they had food and accommodation at [Baichuan Restaurant·Headquarters], but each of them could only stay for three or four days at most.

Logically speaking.

Even if this restaurant can make money for Mr. Mo, it usually won't make much money.

At most, there are only two to three thousand gold coins in a month.

But what Mo Jun never expected was that in the past few days, Baichuan Restaurant suddenly had a lot of long-term guests staying in private rooms. Even among these people, several of them were not on the third or fourth floors, but I booked a room directly on the fifth and sixth floors.

To know.

Even when Mo Jun himself set the price for the fifth and sixth tiers, it was just for a gimmick.

Anyway, the real estate is not valuable now, not to mention that he built this restaurant by himself. Even if three or four floors are empty for advertising, there will be no loss for Mo Jun.

Originally, Mr. Mo didn't expect anyone to actually go up to the fifth or sixth floor.

The result was unexpected.

Now there are not only people, but quite a lot of them.

And these people don't just stay for a day or two, but directly pay for a monthly subscription.

On the fifth and sixth floors of [Baichuan Restaurant·Headquarters], a day's consumption starts with at least five gold coins, and these people spend at least a month in a pack, and even three to five months.

These people in the private room alone brought an income of thousands of gold coins to Mr. Mo.

"I am also a little puzzled by Mr. Fu Nian's confusion."

Mo Jun thought: "Although [Baichuan Restaurant]'s branch in Xianyang has been doing pretty well during this period, it can attract customers from there, who travel hundreds of miles to Hanzhong just to taste the delicious food. As for delicacies, the possibility is really slim.”

There are indeed gourmets in this world who can travel thousands of miles for delicious food, but such people are only a minority after all.

What's more, if you just want to eat, you don't have to make a monthly subscription directly at [Baichuan Restaurant·Headquarters]!

But at this moment, the Six-Fingered Black Man suddenly reminded: "It may not be for the food. Lord Shengping, don't forget, what is the biggest difference between the restaurant we are in now and other inns and restaurants?"

The reminder from the six-fingered black man instantly caused a flash of inspiration in Mo Jun's mind.

"Could it be... heating?"

Mo Jun naturally knows what the biggest advantage of his [Baichuan Restaurant] is to the outside world.

One is delicacies that had never appeared in the Warring States Period.

Second, the environment inside the restaurant is warm in winter and cool in summer.

【Heating】.

This can be regarded as one of Mo Jun's iron-making experiments.

During the major civil engineering renovation some time ago, some buildings of [Mo Mansion] and [Xiong Chu Mo Chamber of Commerce] needed hard enough materials, so Mr. Mo thought of reinforced concrete.

However, 'iron making' is different from the previous 'salt making'.

In the process of iron-making, the requirements for carbon content are very high. Even if Mo Jun knows the theory, in the actual operation process, without the assistance of modern machines, various accidents are still easy to occur.

Until now.

In the iron-making workshop built secretly by Mr. Mo in Hanzhong, two out of every three furnaces of steel may be scrapped.

The inferior steel that was finally released was later made into various farm tools by Mo Jun, as well as iron pots and sold to Hanzhong civilians and foreign businessmen who came to Hanzhong.

Including steel pipes for heating are also part of it.

The weight of these iron tools is not much.

So it didn't attract anyone's attention.

It is precisely because the current 'iron-making method' is not yet mature, so Lord Mo has never informed Ying Zheng.

But even if the 'Ironmaking Method' is perfected, Lord Mo may not hand it in now.

First of all, Mr. Mo's current status is too high and he is really not suitable to continue to perform meritorious service.

Secondly, it is because the Qin State does not actually lack this 'iron-making method'.

Although Qin is still in the Bronze Age, Qin's bronze craftsmanship has reached a peak, and in terms of quality, it may not be worse than some inferior steel.

Moreover, the equipment of the Qin Army is now second to none among the seven countries. In terms of equipment, Qin State does not lose to any country.

So even if I get a brand new set of equipment now, it can only be regarded as the icing on the cake.

"Speaking of which, this year's climate does seem to be slightly colder than in previous years."

At this moment, Fu Nian added another sentence.

And this sentence also made Mo Jun realize that it is already mid-November, and except for the extremely southern areas, the Central Plains has basically entered the cold winter.

Winter came early this year, and the temperature started to cool down in October.

Not even that long ago.

Lord Mo also asked Chen Jinghui to issue a special notice so that the people of Hanzhong County could go to the mountains and forests to pick up more firewood in case of emergency.

But so far, although the temperature in Hanzhong has dropped a lot, it is generally within the tolerable range, so Mr. Mo doesn't care.

But he forgot.

Because Hanzhong County is blocked by the Qinling Mountains, the cold wave from the north cannot blow over every winter, so this area is actually considered a southern region.

And if even the south has cooled down so much this year, how much should the temperature drop in the north north of the Qinling Mountains?

"Could it be that, over there in Xianyang..."

Mo Jun looked towards the north through the window, with an ominous premonition rising in his heart.

But soon, Mo Jun shook his head again, feeling that his worries were unfounded.

After all, if there were any problems in the north, Ying Zheng would probably have sent someone over to invite him by now. It’s not my turn to make random guesses here...

"Dong dong dong~~"

Just as Mo Jun was thinking of this, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room.

"Enter!"

Mo Jun spoke in a deep voice.

The next second.

Along with the sound of the wooden door being pushed, a slim and dignified figure walked quickly from the door.

"Sir, urgent message from Xianyang."

"Um?"

Mo Jun raised his eyebrows and quickly took the letter from Yue Nu.

After just one glance, Mo Jun's expression suddenly changed.

"Black Feather, prepare the car!"

"yes!"

Black Feather emerged silently from the dark corner, then flashed and disappeared from the room in an instant.

Six-fingered Black Man and Fu Nian simultaneously turned to look at the place where Hei Yu disappeared. Although it was not the first time for them to see Hei Yu, no matter how many times they had seen him, the two of them could not help but be amazed by Hei Yu's light kung fu.

Today.

The number of people who can practice Qing Gong to this level can be counted on one hand.

But such a person is now working under Mo Jun, which makes them even more amazed.

Mr. Mo didn't know what the Six-fingered Black Man and Fu Nian were thinking. After he ordered Hei Yu, he directly said to them: "You two, I have something important to do, so go ahead."

Say it!

Mo Jun hurriedly left the room without even having time to accept the two's return gifts.

Seeing Mr. Mo's expression, Fu Nian and Six-fingered Black Man also stared at each other and realized the seriousness of the matter.

Got on the carriage.

The coachman drove quickly all the way without stopping.

And when the carriage finally crossed the Qinling Mountains, Mo Jun opened the curtain and took a look, and a snow-white world came directly into view.

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