Traveling through time with a house, I teach people all over the country how to farm

Chapter 348 Printing a Book

Zheng Sisi nodded. "Yes, that's what I meant. It's summer now. I made this for the people in the cement factory. I'll use thicker cotton cloth to make one layer. Use your brain to make another one for the soldiers in winter. I'll need two layers, with some cotton in the middle. It's warm and practical."

Qiuxiang nodded: "Okay, County Master, I'll make a few samples first."

Zheng Sisi added: "I also thought of an item that can be worn on the mouth to protect against dust and keep warm."

She drew a square on a piece of paper and drew two lines on both sides. She said, "Just like this piece of cloth, it can cover the nose and mouth. Here are two lines. Tie them from the back to secure it."

Qiuxiang nodded: "It can be done."

Zheng Sisi said: "Use white gauze, four layers together, with a little bit of bamboo charcoal in the middle is best, if not, put a thin layer of cotton."

Qiuxiang said, "I'll do the cotton first. What is bamboo charcoal? Is it the charcoal for roasting fire?"

Zheng Sisi just realized that there was no bamboo charcoal here. She said, "Bamboo charcoal is made from burning bamboo and is used to purify the air. I'll tell you when I have it."

Qiuxiang nodded, the county lord knew so much.

After arranging Qiuxiang's work, Zheng Sisi went to the kitchen again, and the dishes were almost cooked.

Zheng Sisi directly occupied a pot and taught everyone how to stir-fry vegetables. This was really easy. Zheng Sisi only stir-fried one portion and asked them to stir-fry. She wanted to make a portion of cold coriander and cold stewed food. Several cooks learned seriously because the county lady taught them how to cook in several shops first, and then they taught the people in the shops, so they had to learn seriously.

While eating, seeing the vegetables on the table, Zhong Ruiyu sighed: "Since winter, we have only had radishes and cabbages, all white. After spring, Sister Sisi took us to pick wild vegetables, so we could eat green ones. When the wild vegetables got old, we ate white mung bean sprouts and soybean sprouts. Now we can finally eat vegetables grown by ourselves. I am so touched!"

A few people just smiled and didn't respond to him. They picked up the vegetables and put them into their mouths.

"Well, it's delicious."

“The preserved egg and red amaranth are so fresh and cooked till soft, delicious!”

"Coriander tastes good. Can stewed food be eaten this way? It tastes better with cilantro than with chopped green onions."

Several dishes received positive reviews from several people.

After dinner, Zheng Zhiyuan and Zhong Ruiyu were asked to find work for themselves. Zheng Sisi took Sheng Zhen to the study to copy story books, and she was also working hard. Of course, Sheng Zhen asked for benefits before starting to work, and Zheng Sisi entertained him with good tea, fruit and snacks.

In the evening, several people who were listening to the stories finally came back. It was already dark and past dinner time when they waited for them. They told me that there were so many people in the teahouse today that there was no empty space for standing. The waiter had to squeeze through the crowd to get more tea. Fortunately, there was a patrol team to maintain order when the show ended, so nothing happened. However, both the stories and the scene of listening to the stories were very exciting.

Zheng Sisi asked: "With so many people, will you go tomorrow?"

The four of them said in unison: "Go."

Zheng Sisi was speechless. Madam Zheng said, "We have to go earlier tomorrow, otherwise we will be blocked outside and unable to get in."

Zheng Sisi had a headache. It was really unsafe to have so many people in every day. Fortunately, the weather was not hot, otherwise they would get heatstroke. She had to think of a solution. She couldn't restrict people now and not let them in, which would arouse public anger.

Zheng Zhimin said: "When the show was over in the evening, a bookstore owner approached the two gentlemen and asked if they could sell him the script of the story so that he could print it out as a book."

Zheng Sisi was thinking, there will always be times when they feel unsafe with so many people, so she needs to think of a way to solve the problem. Now when she feels sleepy, someone will give her a pillow. If she publishes a book, fewer people will go to listen to the story, which can reduce the pressure on the teahouse.

Zheng Zhimin continued, "The two gentlemen said that the story script is yours. I guess they will come to you tomorrow."

Zheng Sisi nodded: "Okay, I understand." If she publishes a book, she can cooperate with the bookstore and achieve a win-win situation. But forget about selling scripts. It all depends on the sincerity of the bookstore owner.

After dinner, Qiuxiang brought up this afternoon's results. Zheng Sisi showed them to Sheng Zhen, and everyone gathered around when they saw the new items.

Zheng Sisi asked, "Sheng Zhen, I asked Qiuxiang to make a few samples of gloves and masks. Take a look."

When He Qianqian saw the gloves, she said, "This is in the shape of a hand. Is it worn on the hand?"