Wearing a county magistrate to build infrastructure

"This is not a place to talk. I'll tell you in detail when I get back tonight." Tang Zisheng deliberately hung up Qingcheng's appetite, and took a glass hairpin from the display cabinet with one hand, and replaced it with the wooden hairpin that Qingcheng don't wear. Hairpin, "beauties with colored glaze are the icing on the cake."

Xu Qingcheng didn't want to know very urgently, since Zisheng promised to tell him, he just waited, and he could still wait for a few hours.

So I let Zi Sheng move his hair, but it is absolutely impossible to throw away the wooden hairpin, "A villager wears a wooden hairpin to send charcoal in the snow. Zi Sheng can't be happy about the new and dislike the old."

Tang Zisheng smiled lightly, the meaning in these words is clear, no matter how icing on the cake is, it is not as good as the friendship in the snow, remembering that Qingcheng used coarse cloth straps to tie his hair, this wooden hairpin is indeed a gift in the snow, let Qingcheng wear it for two years, Even the best jewelry in Dianjinlou didn't let Qingcheng give up her love.

"I don't like the new and dislike the old, but Qingcheng is as beautiful as a flower, and light makeup is indispensable. This wooden hairpin has been in office for a long time, so you should let it rest from time to time, or if it wears out, you will feel distressed again." No matter how strong the material is, it cannot withstand daily use.

Xu Qingcheng held the wooden hairpin, squinted and smiled, "Then I will accept it."

"Well, it will be a long time before night, I will take you for a stroll in the cave." Tang Zisheng didn't think there was anything wrong with taking his husband to watch blacksmithing.

"Okay, I heard that some iron parts in the bicycle accessories are too complicated. So it only takes half a month for one. I really want to see how the master blacksmith makes those little things."

Xu Qingcheng was talking about bicycles. Now there is a row of bicycles in the county office. He has played with them before, but because the brake system is not perfect, Zisheng doesn't allow him to ride out, fearing that he will hurt himself if he can't control the speed outside.

"A lot of ironware does require fine craftsmanship. The bicycle is not yet perfect, but I heard that the carpenter has a new method for braking. If it is fully perfected in the future, it will be more convenient for travelers to walk in the future when the cement roads are covered in four states. .”

"Sizhou is so big, I don't know when the cement road will be paved with official roads."

Hearing what Qingcheng said, Tang Zisheng knew that Qingcheng was thinking about his trip to Nanzhou, "There are many businesses in Nanzhou, and there is also a coastal port. The cement road that was first built spread out except for the imperial city, and the rest of the cement road was the first to be paved. It must be Nanzhou, and I will take the masters to build the bricks in Xizhou, and it will definitely take a year for the two sides to join forces."

"That's a great thing. After the cement road is repaired, you don't have to worry about the carriage getting stuck in the mud and walking on the official road in rainy days."

Getting stuck on the road in rainy days was a normal thing before the concrete road came out.But this also brought a lot of inconvenience to those who were on the road, "Bicycles, concrete roads, food, besides these, does your husband have any other wonderful ideas?"

"Others, don't hot pot and barbecue count?"

"It's okay, but it seems that the desire for words is not as important as the previous ones." Xu Qingcheng thought about the choice between hot pot and cement road, and he still chose the cement road.

"Greedy ghost." Tang Zisheng actually has a lot of things in his mind, but many things are limited by technology and cannot be fully realized, just like Mo Yansheng is still studying with many old people in the village how to improve rice yield by hybridizing rice.

The off-season greenhouse has just entered the experimental stage. If this year passes and the things in the greenhouse grow successfully, many fruits and vegetables will be edible in the future.

"Is there any more?"

"Well, let me think about it." Tang Zisheng propped his chin. It is not difficult to make soap, matches, and glasses, but it is a pity that the rubber tree has not been obtained from overseas.

Otherwise, we could have made more, but Tang Zisheng suddenly turned around and remembered that there was something suitable for him, "How about making alcohol?"

"Alcohol?"

"Well, it is used to clean the wound to prevent inflammation and pus. It will be of great use in the medical clinic and the soldiers at the border in the future."

Qingcheng is a medical student. He only thought about it with the poor medical knowledge in his mind. This is the thing that can help Qingcheng the most at present.

"It really has such a miraculous effect?" Xu Qingcheng's eyes widened. Others may not know, but he has been in the hospital for the past two years, and he has seen many kinds of patients. That summer, he became seriously ill due to wound inflammation. There are even those who have died, and such a situation is not incurable.

But the people who come to the clinic are ordinary people who can afford so much money to see a doctor, and most of them don't even go to the clinic before they are gone.

"The wound is inflamed because there are unclean things growing on it, and alcohol can just kill them. The unclean things are dead. Do you think it has a miraculous effect?"

Tang Zisheng's explanation on the surface was calm, but he felt a little nervous in his heart. If Qingcheng asked him again, the ink in his stomach would be emptied. Will there be a mobile phone to ask Du Niang to cheat.

"Then why didn't you do it before? Is there any difficulty?" Xu Qingcheng thought about such an important thing, if Zisheng could do it, he would have said it a long time ago, especially after a big battle not long ago, and the number of injuries was too high At this point, if alcohol could be released earlier, it might have saved many people.

"There are indeed difficulties." Tang Zisheng was also helpless. "Currently, corn, sorghum and sweet potatoes are used as raw materials to make ethanol. However, after the introduction of corn and sweet potatoes in the past two years, although a batch of grain has been accumulated for wartime, these are all for the people. The soldiers eat, but crops like sorghum don’t need to be eaten, and the common people can’t eat enough, so how can they spend their time planting sorghum to waste the land.”

Distilling vessels actually exist now, and if there is sufficient food preparation, alcohol can be made long ago.

But they were at an awkward time, and the whole country was in chaos. The batch of food he had prepared was just in case.If it is used to make distilled wine, if there is any emergency later, it will be a dilemma.

After hearing this, Xu Qingcheng calmed down. It is true that they have a little food in stock, but they must not move it. Prepare umbrellas for sunny days and shoes for rainy days. Only by taking precautions can we be prepared in case of rainy days, "I think it's bad."

"Things have to be done step by step. Now that the country is stable and peaceful, and the food problem has been solved, we will encourage the surrounding villagers to grow some sorghum for alcohol production in the future."

"Hmm." Xu Qingcheng held Tang Zisheng's hand, but his heart was a little complicated. His casual remark just now made Zisheng think of alcohol.So if Zisheng wasn't a monster, would it be a god who descended to the earth to overcome the catastrophe?

Thinking of the advice Zisheng gave him when he mentioned the script, Xu Qingcheng became more and more sure of his guess that Zisheng would not harm him, he must be a god.

"What are you thinking about?" Tang Zisheng saw that Qingcheng's eyes were slowly vacant, and suddenly there was another burst of surprise. This change of face really made Tang Zisheng puzzled.

"It's nothing, don't you want to visit the cave? Let's go early and return early. Daddy and father should be bored of waiting at home." Xu Qingcheng didn't want to say, anyway, Zisheng told him at night.

"Okay." Tang Zisheng agreed, but he didn't think so in his heart. He bet that when he and Qingcheng returned home, Prime Minister Yan and his father-in-law would definitely not be at home.

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late at night.

While wiping her wet hair, Xu Qingcheng emptied her mind, waiting for Tang Zisheng to come out of the shower and talk about important events.

"Hiss—" Xu Qingcheng suddenly covered his stomach, the little brat in his stomach just kicked him, it hurt so much.

"What's the matter?" Tang Zisheng hurried over when he heard Qingcheng's gasp, and he almost ran away to please him.

"He kicked me." Xu Qingcheng came over with pain. Thinking that this was the first time the child in his stomach interacted with him, he wanted him to kick him again, so that Tang Zisheng, a father, would also Feel the force.

"Don't kick daddy so hard, or you will be spanked when you come out." Tang Zisheng touched Qingcheng's stomach and warned softly, which made Xu Qingcheng laugh.

"Why? I can't say enough about him."

"You are the father of the child, so of course you have taught me a lesson." Xu Qingcheng restrained her smile, "He is already six months old, and he will be out in a little more than three months."

"Yeah, I don't know whether this brat is a kid or a brother. If it's a girl, it's even worse, and he will definitely be a troublemaker when he comes out." Tang Zisheng said with a smile.

"Two days ago, I asked my master to check my pulse." Xu Qingcheng thought of Zisheng's appetite for teasing him in the daytime, and now he will also tease Zisheng's appetite for it.

"It doesn't mean that it will take seven months to get a diagnosis. It's still one month away. Moreover, Dr. Xu is not proficient in pregnancy. If the diagnosis is wrong, Dr. Xu will lose his life at the end of the year."

Tang Zisheng was joking. In fact, there is no difference between knowing in advance or knowing after birth. The main reason is that he is afraid of preparing the wrong clothes for the child.

But it doesn't matter if they are wrong, if they have a second child, they can use it, even if they don't, Zhou Nanchuan can be used somewhere.

"I clearly said that a doctor who is proficient in this field can diagnose it in about April, and the accuracy rate is [-]%. If I wait until July, I can diagnose it myself." Xu Qingcheng was angry with Tang Zisheng's forgetfulness, why did he misrepresent him? the words said.

"It's because my husband made a mistake, because my husband has a bad memory, please forgive me?" Tang Zisheng coaxed people, and it was rare for Qingcheng to be petty. Before she was pregnant with a child, how could Qingcheng talk to him like this? He even coaxed people No chance was found.

Xu Qingcheng is not a stubborn person, "Then you guess the gender of the child, and I will forgive you if you guess."

"Okay, the child was so skinny when he was in Qingcheng's stomach. It's probably a boy, but the boy is still a brother, so I can't guess for sure." Tang Zisheng sighed from the bottom of his heart, originally he wanted a little padded jacket.

"Wrong." Xu Qingcheng knew that Tang Zisheng would guess like this, and he stretched out his wrong words. It's rare to see your husband make a mistake.

"It's a girl?" Tang Zisheng was surprised, not to blame for his stereotype, but it was the first time he saw such a rambunctious girl.

"Well, Master said that there is a high probability that it is a girl," Xu Qingcheng smiled. In fact, most of the children born to brothers are brothers, and the chances of boys and girls are lower, so he doesn't care.But when Zisheng said he wanted a girl, he was still a little worried that the two of them would not have this fate.

Tang Zisheng was overwhelmed with surprise, then he sighed as if he had thought of something, "I thought at first that if he was a boy, if he grows up and doesn't know what to do, I'd have to teach this brat a lesson, and help him by the way. Let him not stay in your stomach well, now that I know that it is my daughter who tormented you, I can't do anything now."

"You, why are you always fussing with your child? Could it be that if your daughter grows up to be ignorant in the future, you won't educate her?"

Children don't understand anything, parents always have to introduce more, let them understand right from wrong, right from wrong, but listen to Zisheng's tone.If it was a daughter, she would just dote on her, but as a father, he would not agree.

Once a child is spoiled, it is easy to not know the heights of the sky and the earth, and proper education is still necessary.

"Of course it is necessary, but it's not easy to do it." Tang Zisheng doesn't advocate corporal punishment, but if he makes a mistake, he can still get a spanking on his butt. When I make a mistake and I want to be punished, I am afraid that Qingcheng is the one who will stop me from moving."

The child is the flesh that fell from Qingcheng's body, and when it really comes out, Qingcheng might not be able to spoil it too much.

"No way." Xu Qingcheng retorted in a low voice, not sure if he was afraid of disturbing the child, or because he was really reluctant to part with it in the future.

Tang Zisheng held him in his arms, "Don't talk about the child, tell me about me. It just so happens that the child listened to it with you, so I won't tell her about it in the future."