Back at Han Mansion, Uncle Mu had already prepared everything.
Han De and Han Shu were smoked by Uncle Mu back and forth with smoking cypress branches in front of their home, and then they were showered with water for a while before finally going into the room to take a shower.
They waited until they were washed and put on clean clothes before going out.
Mrs. Liu had already prepared a table of food to help the master.
Han De was helped by Mrs. Liu to sit down. When he saw the whole family sitting together, he couldn't help but sigh: "I never thought that there would be such a day for the whole family to eat together."
"Master, it's all over, let's eat." Ms. Liu had recovered and said with a smile.
"Okay, eat, eat, eat." After finishing speaking, Hande picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of scrambled eggs with leek and put it in his mouth.
"Oh," after just chewing a few times, Hande's eyes widened with a look of satisfaction.
After I swallowed it, I couldn't help but ask, "Which chef made this? I've never eaten it before, and it tastes good."
"What cook made it?" Ms. Liu rolled her eyes at Han De, "This is made by the cook at home."
"Isn't it possible? The cook at home can do this? Even an ordinary restaurant chef can't do it." Hande looked unbelieving, "I have eaten leeks in the palace, but that
It's boiled leeks, so let's not mention the taste. I didn't expect that these leeks and eggs would turn into a delicious dish..."
"Dad, it was indeed the cook at home who made it, but it was her son who asked her to do it." Han De said it himself before Liu could explain.
"Oh?" Hande stretched out his chopsticks again, preparing to pick up leeks and scrambled eggs, "Do you still have such an ability? I've never seen you in the kitchen before?"
"Hmph," Han Jingyun snorted with his nose raised when he saw his father doubting his brother, "Brother is very capable, otherwise he can rescue our whole family from prison? Dad, can you still eat here?"
"Okay, okay, I won't ask any more," his daughter has been pampered by him since she was a child. This is not the first time that Hande has been contradicted by her. He has long been used to it. He smiled and put the matter aside, "Eat, eat, this dish
It’s so delicious.”
After morning visit, go to Fengtian Hall.
Lao Zhu returned to the throne as always and began to review today's memorial.
"Does anyone want to see me today?" Lao Zhu asked without raising his head.
The old eunuch took a few short steps and stood next to Lao Zhu, "Go back to the emperor, Han Du wants to see you."
When Lao Zhu heard this, he frowned, and immediately threw the memorial he was going to review on the imperial desk, put down the imperial pen in his hand, "What is he doing here? Didn't I just issue an order yesterday to put his father back? He doesn't
Go and run errands for me properly, why are you here here?"
"I don't know..." The sweat on the old eunuch's forehead was about to break out. How pitiful, he was not the roundworm in Han Du's belly. Who knows what Han Du was doing again.
Lao Zhu didn't wait for the answer, so he leaned back on the dragon chair.
"pass."
"Yes." The old eunuch agreed and walked out of the hall to tell Han Du.
"My lord, Han Du, pays homage to the emperor."
"Tell me what you have come to see me for." Lao Zhu took the time to hold the ginseng tea.
"Back to the emperor, it's like this..." Han Du explained the issues of coal mining to Lao Zhu one by one. "I thought I wanted to sell the coal mines to the entire world in the shortest possible time."
The capital must have convenient transportation channels. Therefore, I want to build a cement road between the coal mine and the capital, so I implore the emperor to order that the cement produced be provided to me first."
Snapped.
Lao Zhu placed the tea cup heavily on the imperial desk and looked at Han Du with a serious face, "Absolutely impossible. You also know that cement is related to the great cause of the Northern Expedition. If you invest in the Northern Expedition one day earlier, Ming Dynasty will gain an additional advantage.
, how could I let you use it first?"
"This..." Han Du did not expect that Lao Zhu would be so sensitive to the Northern Expedition, and his hopes were suddenly dashed.
"However," Lao Zhu softened his expression and gave Han Du an idea, "Can't your banknote bureau make cement by itself? If you want to use it yourself, just make it yourself."
"Back to the emperor," Han Du smiled bitterly. How could he not have thought of this method? It's just unrealistic. "To build a road thirty miles long, a lot of cement is needed. The Bank of China can make a small amount of it."
No problem, for such a large-scale production, it would be beyond our capabilities."
"If you don't have enough manpower, I can mobilize some more for you." Lao Zhu said nonchalantly, "I will mobilize another hundred craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry for you. If you dig a few more kilns yourself, you will be able to make enough cement.
Bar."
Han Du thought for a while, if there were another hundred craftsmen and a dozen more kilns, the continuous firing day and night should be able to almost meet the needs of building roads.
He nodded and agreed, "Okay, but Your Majesty, building a road of thirty miles is not a simple project. Even if I make cement myself, the raw materials required are not a small sum. Can the imperial court allocate a sum of money?"
Did the money arrive at the banknote bureau?”
"Haha," Old Zhu was happy and looked at Han Du intently, "Do you care if I ask for money?"
"Your Majesty, this is..." Han Du pointed and explained.
However, before he could finish speaking, Lao Zhu suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the door of the palace.
'What does this mean?' Han Du closed his mouth knowingly, 'This is another time to get out of here...'
As expected, Han Du only waited for about two seconds before a soft word "get out" came out of Lao Zhu's mouth.
However, 'it's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice'. Without money, how could Han Du build roads? Even if he had to bite the bullet, he felt that he should try to fight for it from Lao Zhu again.
"The Emperor's Ming Jian..."
"roll!"
This time it's not light wind and drizzle, but the fury of thunder.
"My lord, please retire."
Han Du did not dare to delay any longer and hurriedly exited Fengtian Hall.
Looking back at the Fengtian Palace, Han Du shook his head and sighed, "How could a good emperor turn into a money addict whose eyes fell into the eyes of copper coins?"
Lao Zhu just wants to ignore everything and get 50% of his stock for nothing.
What should I do if I don’t get money from Lao Zhu? Coal mines are waiting to be mined, and cement roads are also waiting to be built.
Han Du slowly walked towards the outside of the palace, and suddenly turned around and headed towards the East Palace.
If Lao Zhu couldn't get the money, he went to Zhu Biao to get it. Who let him own shares in the fourth floor of Coal Mine? If he didn't pay, who would?
When Han Du came to the East Palace, Zhu Biao was eating. When he heard the report from the people around him, he didn't mind and waved to him to bring Han Du in.
"Have you eaten?" Zhu Biao sat in the upper seat and looked up at Han Du.
"I haven't eaten." Han Du stood outside Fengtian Hall for a long time, and was angry with Lao Zhu again. Seeing all kinds of food in front of Zhu Biao, he was really hungry.
"If you haven't eaten yet, sit down and eat together." Zhu Biao motioned to the eunuch beside him to bring a brocade pier and a pair of bowls and chopsticks to Han Du.
Han Du was not polite. He flipped up his official uniform and sat down opposite Zhu Biao.
He stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of roast duck for himself.
When Zhu Biao saw it, a smile appeared on his face, and he explained to Han Du: "The roast duck must be wrapped in dough to be delicious, otherwise it will be too greasy."
"I know, I like to eat like this." Han Du nodded in response, but he didn't wrap it in dough as Zhu Biao said, but put it directly into his mouth and took a bite.
"It's up to you." Seeing that Han Du was not polite, Zhu Biao continued to eat.
Among the ministers I saw on weekdays, even if Zhu Biao specially rewarded the ministers with meals, I would never see him doing it as casually as Han Du. All the ministers looked flattered.
But Han Du and he really felt like they were eating together as a family or friends, which made Zhu Biao feel a little interesting. He hadn't felt the feeling of eating like this for a long time. It was only during the Zhizheng period that he and his brother
I felt it when we had dinner together.
Han Du took a bite, and his taste buds were filled with all kinds of wonderful flavors including fresh, fragrant, smooth and tender. It was not greasy at all as Zhu Biao said.
Han Du has always liked to eat duck, so he has always been obsessed with the famous Quanjude roast duck. Unfortunately, he is not from the capital, and he did not have the opportunity to go to Beijing until he came to the Ming Dynasty. Naturally, he also had no chance to eat authentic roast duck.
You can only eat some local roast duck in your own city.
But the taste made Han Du not want to eat it again after eating it once. To be honest, it is not as delicious as the local specialty sweet-skinned duck.
The cooking skills of the Imperial Chef of the East Palace were really good, at least much better than what he had eaten before.
Zhu Biao actually didn't eat much, but Han Du kept eating. After Zhu Biao finished eating, he drank a few sips of tea, cleaned himself up with silk cloth, and kept watching Han Du eat.
Eat and drink enough.
Han Du finally put down his bowl and chopsticks.
Zhu Biao smiled and said, "You are really good. I have invited ministers to dinner in the past, but I have never had a meal like yours."
Han Du took the tea cup from the eunuch's hand, took a sip, swallowed the food in his mouth, and curled his lips, "How do they eat? Do they only eat a little to be flattered, and then say that they are full?"
Zhu Biao smiled and nodded, "Yes, you eat less than me. You eat the most among them."
"Haha, really?" Han Du smiled and raised his head, "I bet that they will eat a lot when they leave His Highness's place."
Zhu Biao and Han Du looked at each other and smiled tacitly.
"Just eat, why do you do so many useless things?" Han Du couldn't help but shake his head.
"Yes, in fact, as long as they can feed the people of the world, why would I care about how they eat?" Zhu Biao sneered, not knowing whether he was laughing at someone.
"It's not easy to have enough food for the people in the world." Han Du shook his head. The problem of food and clothing has been a long-standing problem since ancient times.