Chapter 47 The People Have a Steelyard in Their Hearts
After the two men finished saying that they wanted to eat steamed dumplings on the street, the two brothers from the Liao family who were following behind them looked at them.
A few peripheral guards walked quickly towards the stall, flashed the tiger-head waistband of Jin Yiwei at the diners who were eating and drinking, and uttered a word with a smile.
"Walk!"
Suddenly, several stalls were cleared.
In this day and age, who can afford to offend Jin Yiwei?
Then, a group of guards pretended to be ordinary people and sat on the pony, forming a circle. The place to be protected in the middle became empty.
Zhu Yunxi helped Zhu Yuanzhang over and said, "Grandpa, sit down!"
"We're not even 70 or 80 years old yet, so we don't need to support you all the time. Let's order food quickly. We're hungry!" Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile.
"Two drawers of donkey meat steamed dumplings!" Zhu Yunxi sat down next to him and shouted to the vendor, "How many are in one drawer?"
"Guest, there are twelve drawers in each drawer, so you will be full!" The vendor smiled and brought two drawers of steaming steamed dumplings and placed them on the small table. "Here are the soy sauce and vinegar. If you always want peppercorn oil, I will give you an extra one."
money!"
"Bring it here!" Zhu Yunxi waved his hand, and there was no shortage of money.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the dumplings and asked, "How much does a drawer cost?"
The vendor brought the pepper oil, poured it into a small bowl, and said with a smile, "Old man, this is cheap, only fifteen dollars a drawer!"
"Is this cheap?" Zhu Yuanzhang glared, "A fist-sized bun only costs a dollar!"
"Grandpa!" Zhu Yunxi was amused and said to him, "Dumplings are more expensive than steamed buns, so they are naturally more expensive!"
If he hadn't traveled through time in this world, who would have known that Zhu Yuanzhang turned out to be this cute in private after he lost his aura as an emperor.
But it is not surprising. Only such an emperor can care about people's livelihood from the bottom of his heart and treat the people sincerely.
"Hiss! Fragrant!" Zhu Yuanzhang didn't care if it was hot, just threw it into his mouth and ate it, "Garlic, two cloves of garlic!"
After saying that, he smiled at Zhu Yunxi and said, "When your grandma was alive, she once rolled noodles for us to eat. You said garlic should be used to eat noodles, but because we ate garlic, the ministers got into trouble. What are you talking about?
As a gentleman, it is disgraceful to eat garlic!"
"Ignore those nerds!" Zhu Yunxi peeled garlic for Zhu Yuanzhang and said with a smile, "If you eat noodles without garlic, the taste will be half as bad!"
"Ha!" Zhu Yuanzhang laughed, "That's the truth!"
The two men buried their heads in eating. The donkey meat steamed dumplings tasted really good. The wrapper of the dumplings was made of fine white flour, which was chewy and chewy when eaten. The fillings were filled with meat and eggs filled with soup, which burst with juice when you took a bite.
You can also feel the aroma of green onions.
"Grandpa, do you want tofu brain or duck blood soup?" Zhu Yunxi asked as his mouth felt dry after eating.
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head and looked at the duck blood stall next to him, and was about to speak. Then he saw a woman and two children working hard at the tofu nao stall.
There are two children, one older and one younger, one boy and one girl. The little girl is washing dishes in a wooden bucket obediently, while the older boy is helping his mother to serve tofu porridge to the customers at the stall.
"Just bean curd!" Zhu Yuanzhang changed his words, "It's so salty!"
"Two bowls of tofu, salty!" Zhu Yunxi shouted.
At this time, the capital of the Ming Dynasty was the center of the world, with people from all over the world settling here. Therefore, in terms of food taste, both the north and the south could be catered for.
Tofu curd can be either sweet or salty.
In fact, both are delicious, but if Zhu Yunxi had to choose, he would still choose the sweet one.
It's not a matter of taste, but a matter of living habits.
The woman at the tofu stall saw that it was an old man who was asking for tofu brains with his grandson, so she quickly scooped two bowls with her own hands, then added black fungus and yellow day lily, drizzled with soy sauce soup, and served it.
White and tender as jade, the quivering tofu brain is visually pleasing to the eye and even more appetizing when eaten with a spoonful.
There are many delicious things in this world, but the closer it is to the taste of the people, the more authentic the taste will be.
Over the past five thousand years, many exquisite recipes of princes and nobles have been lost in the long river of time. Only the food of ordinary people has been passed down from generation to generation, raising generations of Chinese people.
"It's delicious!" Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and smiled, "Tender and smooth!"
"How much?" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile.
The woman wiped her hands on her apron and said with a smile, "Three dollars!"
Zhu Yunxi took out three brand-new Hongwu Tongbao coins from his wallet and handed them over. The woman accepted them with a smile.
Then he went aside and continued working.
"That...daughter!"
At Zhu Yuanzhang's age, there is nothing wrong with calling this woman a daughter.
"You always have something to do?" the woman said with a smile, still busy with her hands.
"How's the business going?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked while eating tofu.
"Thanks to the old Emperor Hongwu, the market is now peaceful, the weather is good, and business is good. Selling tofu for a day is enough for the whole family to chew grain!" the woman replied with a smile.
Suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang's face felt as if he had drank two ounces of honey, not to mention how sweet it was.
He asked casually, and the people praised him. Such words were much more pleasing to his ears than the memorials of ministers, and they were much more credible.
"Grandpa!" Zhu Yunxi whispered, "There is a steelyard in the hearts of the people!"
"That's a good thing to say!" Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, "What others say is false, but what the people say is true is true!"
Then, Zhu Yuanzhang asked the woman again, "If you set up a stall to do business, there are no official officials to bully you, right?"
Although there was no urban management in this era, the government officials had a wide range of control. Small businessmen and hawkers could not avoid them, let alone offend them.
Before the woman could say anything, the man selling steamed dumplings laughed and said, "With Old Emperor Hongwu here, who dares to look at us people, who dares to bully us?"
Zhu Yuanzhang immediately grinned again, proud and proud.
In the Ming Dynasty, officials were still above the people, and the people still had to listen to the officials.
However, Zhu Yuanzhang once told the world that if there is any injustice, the people can go to Beijing to complain. Not only can the officials not stop them along the way, but they must also be fed and provided with good food and drink.
The palace at the entrance to the Forbidden City was used by the people to beat drums and complain about grievances.
Where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, the government still bullies the people. But under the emperor's feet, the officials are much kinder to the people.
Zhu Yunxi saw the old man smiling happily and wanted to make him happy again.
Then he said to the man selling steamed dumplings, "Listen to what you said, you love the old emperor very much!"
"That's right!" the man selling steamed dumplings said with a smile as he put away the bowls and chopsticks on the other table, "I was eight years old when the old emperor entered Yingtian Mansion. On the day the army entered the city, my father asked my mother to hold me and hide in
In the cellar."
As he said that, the man filled another dumpling for others and continued, "Brother, you are young and have never seen the chaotic times. In those days, who cared about the life and death of the people? When soldiers entered the city, it was just a damn thing.
Son, grab it!"
"Robbing you for food, money, and women!" The man shook his head and said, "It's better to rob you. If you annoy them, just kill them with a knife. Who are you going to talk to for reason?"
"But the old prince Hongwu is different!" The man was frothing. "After entering the city, the notice to calm the people said that anyone who dares to rob or harass the people will be beheaded! The old prince's army is really innocent.
You just didn’t steal a penny from the people!”
"At that time, all the old masters on the street said, what is Master Wang? This is Master Wang! I still remember the teacher at that time said, because of his love for the people, the one who wins the world must be Marshal Zhu!"
After hearing this, Zhu Yunxi gave Zhu Yuanzhang a thumbs up, "Grandpa, hero!"
"Haha!" Zhu Yuanzhang laughed, "What kind of hero? We are also children from a poor family. How can we bear to harm the poor?"
He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world, Zhu Yuanzhang won the hearts of the people, and Ming Dynasty won the hearts of the people.
The old man was extremely happy after eating the meal.
After eating and drinking, he wiped his mouth and stood up, "Let's go back, there are still a lot of things at home?"
"Why don't you wait and see how much the stamps sold for today?"
"No wait, there will be a court meeting tomorrow, and the Ministry of Household Affairs will report it!" Zhu Yuanzhang clasped his hands behind his back.
"Master, please walk slowly!"
"The old man comes here often!"
The vendors spoke warm and polite words behind them.
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "Reward them!"
Liao Yong lowered his head, took out two twelve-weight ingots from his pocket, and went over.
There is a woman selling tofu puffs and a man selling steamed dumplings.
The two of them were stunned holding the silver ingot, as if they were dreaming.
"This is impossible!"
"This is too much!"
After a while, the two of them came to their senses and waved their hands desperately. They wanted to shout, but Mr. Zhu and his father had already walked away.
"Take it!" Liao Yong said with a smile, "The emperor rewarded me!"
"Your Majesty?"
The vendors exclaimed and then understood.
"The old emperor has eaten my tofu puffs?" The woman who had sold enough tofu puffs turned her eyes white and fainted.
The steamed dumpling seller held the ingot and knelt down directly, kowtowing.
"Old Emperor, I thank you for your reward!"
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The sun fell on my body, making me feel warm and itchy.
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled as he walked, "Grandson, you are right, the people have a strong balance in their hearts! History books can be falsified, but people's hearts cannot be falsified!"
With that said, he said sternly to Zhu Yunxi, "Remember, don't forget at any time, our Zhu family is also from a poor background, and we cannot do things that betray our ancestors and are immoral and smoking!"
Zhu Yunxi said solemnly, "My grandson will remember it!"
"You are a kind-hearted child, we can trust you!" Zhu Yuanzhang smiled, "There will be a big court meeting tomorrow, and you will stand by our side."
At the Great Court Meeting, all officials of the fourth rank and above in the capital must participate.
At that time, Wu King Zhu Yunxi will stand beside Zhu Yuanzhang.
"This should be my first official appearance in front of officials!"