Zhu Yunxi also smelled it, and the smell was particularly fragrant.
The source of the fragrance is a small restaurant that doesn't even have a signboard. Although there is no signboard or pretense, it is smoky and full of life.
There are two large iron pots at the entrance of the shop, which are sizzling. The hot steam brings an alluring aroma.
People in this era usually had two meals, and this was the time to eat for the rest of the day. The small restaurant was full of open-minded men who exchanged cups and ate and drank. The burly owner of the shop often carried a
The kitchen knife poked its head out of the back kitchen, telling jokes to familiar regulars.
The cheerful proprietress did not shy away from it, and she personally prepared the dishes and put away the dishes in her own shop. A half-year-old boy was a waiter at the door, with a clean towel draped over his shoulders, and he was smiling and shouting hard.
The various aspects of life and the secular fireworks are basically like this. It's like the fast food restaurant that Zhu Yunxi often went to in later generations. After getting used to the taste and getting to know the boss and the wife, he didn't want to go even to a big hotel.
Seeing a group of people coming, the boy smiled and ran quickly, nodded and bowed to greet them.
"Master, do you want to eat?"
As soon as the young man opened his mouth, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately beamed because his words had a Huai tone.
Yingtian City was the capital of the Ming Dynasty. More than half of the dignitaries in the Ming Dynasty from Zhu Yuanzhang on down were Huai people from rough backgrounds. There was a poem that said, "On horseback, all the people wearing short clothes are Chu Ke, and all the Huai people in the city have high buns."
Therefore, since Zhu Yuanzhang built Yingtian Mansion, the number of people in the Chenghuai area has increased, especially in their hometown of Huaixi. Many people have brought their families to the colorful world of Yingtian Mansion to seek life.
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Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang also had the accent of his hometown in his words, "Where can you eat?"
"Old man, we are fellow villagers! Our family is from Huaixi!" The boy smiled even brighter. He wiped a table again and again, replaced it with clean tea, stood on the side and said with a smile, "Today our little boy
The shop has fresh river fish and shrimps from the lake outside the city, as well as pig meat snatched from the market in the morning."
As he said this, the young man chuckled in a low voice, "There are also some big black dogs sent from the village village. My old uncle cooks in our small restaurant. He has authentic Dingyuan County craftsmanship!"
"That pot is just dog meat, right?" Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile, "Two pounds of fatter meat, and a pot of wine." Then he looked at Zhu Yunxi and said, "Grandson, what are you eating?"
"Dog meat!" Zhu Yunxi was amused in his heart, "If future generations find out about this, why don't they curse people to death?"
He loves dogs and had a dog as a child in his previous life. He will not take the initiative to eat dog meat, but if others do, he doesn't think he has the right to stop them.
Besides, what most people object to is eating pet dogs. As for the most obedient and docile pastoral dogs, few people pay attention to them.
However, in this era, if someone says that this food cannot be eaten, I am afraid that they will not be scolded to death, but beaten to death. Moreover, Huai Di has a long tradition in food.
"The dog heads in Dingyuan County are famous even in Huaixi." Zhu Yuanzhang continued to laugh, "When your grandfather and I were traveling as monks, the rich old men in the city would eat meat and drink wine early in the morning.
Ha ha!"
"At that time, we were thinking that if we wait until we are old, we can live a life like that, with wine and meat. Tsk, tsk, I wouldn't do it for an emperor!"
Zhu Yunxi smiled and said, "My grandson can eat anything!" After saying that, he paused and said, "Grandpa, you can't eat meat all the time. It's too oily. As you get older, keep it light!"
Zhu Yuanzhang said disdainfully, "Don't listen to the nonsense of those imperial doctors. Is there anything wrong with eating meat?" He said with a wave of his hand, "If a man doesn't eat meat, his life in this world is in vain!"
Probably, only when he was with his favorite grandson could Zhu Yuanzhang reveal his true feelings like this.
After a while, the boy brought the food he ordered.
In addition to dog meat, Zhu Yunxi also ordered a pot of braised small river fish. The fresh river fish is simmered in the iron pot with sauce and soy sauce soup for a while. When it comes out of the pot, sprinkle with minced garlic, green onions and coriander, and eat it in one bite
No need to bite, just suck it and only the thorns will remain. (Coriander, coriander)
If you use the red soup to soak the crystal clear rice, you can have three bowls of it in one meal.
"Grandson, eat!" Zhu Yuanzhang ate and drank beautifully, which was the taste of his hometown.
Beside, the guards who pretended to be long-term followers had already begun to feast. They were either grabbing it with their hands or taking out their knives and cutting it with knives. It was a great pleasure to eat.
Zhu Yuanzhang held the wine cup with a big smile on his face, "Good boy, eat hard!" He said in a low voice to Liao Ming, "Back then, before crossing the river to attack Yingtian Mansion, your grandfather and I each ate a dog leg.
Drink a bowl of old wine. Then rush to the front with a knife. Meng Yuandalu Huachi from Yingtian Mansion was chopped off his horse by your grandfather."
In a good mood, Zhu Yuanzhang's tone was easy-going, but his brows were full of the warriors of the past.
Liao Ming's grandfather and uncle were both naval generals under Zhu Yuanzhang. Liao Yong'an, the Duke of Chu, had always been a pioneer in naval warfare. Later, during the battle with Zhang Shicheng, Ji was captured. Faced with Zhang Shicheng's high-ranking official and generous salary, he did not do anything.
He moved, and finally died on hunger strike in prison.
When the news of his death reached Yingtian Mansion, Zhu Yuanzhang was so distressed that he personally set up a tomb to accompany the temple to worship heroes. After defeating Zhang Shicheng, Zhu Yuanzhang personally found Liao Yongan's body, transported it to Yingtian for a grand burial, and paid homage in person.
Future generations will probably only remember that Zhu Yuanzhang killed countless heroes, but they have selectively forgotten how he could have won the love and support of so many heroes in the world if he was really a cruel and narrow-minded person.
Liao Ming was deeply moved when he heard the emperor reminisce about the past. The seven-foot-tall man couldn't help but burst into tears on the spot, feeling extremely excited.
"Old man, I have no choice but to serve as a palace guard under the shadow of my grandfathers." Liao Ming whispered, "Old man, next time I go on an expedition, please let me go with the army and be like my grandfather.
A good man from the Ming Dynasty!"
"Hey, you old man still bleeds horse urine!" Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and scolded, and then sighed slightly, "We are getting old, and from now on it will be your young world. If you want to fight in wars and make meritorious services, there is no problem. From now on, I will follow your third master and work hard!"
The guards looked at Zhu Yunxi with burning eyes. They followed Zhu Yuanzhang every day. They were better informed than the foreign ministers, so they naturally knew who the future monarch would be.
"We are getting old, and so are the veteran generals of the Ming Dynasty. From now on, you will still have to rely on you to promote these capable generals!" Zhu Yuanzhang whispered to Zhu Yunxi.
This hint has been given more than once, and this time Zhu Yunxi didn't know what to say.
These days, he helps Zhu Yuanzhang read memorials every day, and there are more and more secret reports from the imperial guards and small reports about military commanders and nobles.
These military generals of the Ming Dynasty were really shameful. Relying on their merits through life and death, they secretly embezzled land, hid weapons, bows and crossbows, and even ordered domestic slaves to sell illicit salt. The good men back then gradually became the moths of the Ming Dynasty, which made
While people feel sorry for it, they are also deeply disgusted.
Ask yourself, Zhu Yuanzhang was very harsh on his officials. The salary of officials in the Ming Dynasty was not enough to support their families. And these meritorious officials were often rewarded with tens of thousands of acres of land and countless gold and silver properties, but they were still not satisfied.
At this time, a guard in brocade robes came quickly. It was not a simple matter for the emperor and his grandson to go out incognito. Wherever they went, in addition to the people on the surface, there were also a bunch of people behind them who were delivering news in the dark.
The guard in golden clothes walked to Zhu Yuanzhang, lowered his head and said, "Old man, I found out..."
"Tell me to your third master!" Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to not want to hear it.
Jin Yiwei walked up to Zhu Yunxi again and lowered his voice, "Third Master, I just found out that the person behind the gambling house is Jiang Xiahou!"
Jiang Xiahou!
Zhou Dexing.
This man was Zhu Yuanzhang's childhood friend. After Zhu Yuanzhang became Guo Zixing's son-in-law, he immediately brought his children from his hometown to join him.
Although this man was not as famous as Xu Da and others, his title was one of the twenty-four marquises of the founding of the People's Republic of China, and he had contributed to the pacification of Fujian, which shows how important he was in Zhu Yuanzhang's heart.
But such a Marquis of the Ming Dynasty actually left the gambling business behind his back.
"Have you checked it out?" Zhu Yunxi asked, "This is no small matter. We need to check it carefully!"
"After checking it clearly, it is the transaction of Jiang Xia Hou family and Zhou Ji (ji)'s transaction."
Zhou Ji, the eldest son of Zhou Dexing, is the foreman of the inner court guards in the Forbidden City. He is usually stationed at the junction of the deep palace and the outer court.
Zhu Yunxi looked up and saw Zhu Yuanzhang's face was horrifying.
"You are receiving a salary from the imperial court and your family has a fortune of tens of millions, but you are still doing this kind of business. You are so greedy!" Zhu Yunxi was also indignant, "his morals are corrupt!"
With such an episode, the meal was no longer interesting to eat.
After eating hastily, he was about to return to the palace. On the other side of the long street, two or three secret guards came running quickly, looking anxious.
Zhu Yunxi's heart skipped a beat, "Something happened again!"
This chapter has been completed!