Huang An discovered that the entire courtyard of Bao Yao Prison was very clean.
Obviously, there are people cleaning here frequently. Although the ground is dirt, it is relatively smooth.
This is completely different from the sanitary conditions of other yamen in the City Lord's Mansion.
He even pays attention to hygiene, which shows that this person also cares about details.
As the saying goes, if you don't sweep one house, how can you sweep the world?
Cleanliness and hygiene indicate that the person is not lazy and is very hard-working.
It is also said that you can tell the whole story by looking at one spot, which is like evaluating a bachelor who is over thirty-five years old and is still poor.
Why don't girls consider these old, poor bachelors?
The reason is very simple. Behind their shortcomings, there are a lot of other shortcomings that are not easy to see from the outside.
For example, laziness, lack of opinion, weak character, lack of perseverance, self-righteousness, eager for quick success...
And poverty is just the most obvious one.
The same principle can be applied to marriage.
Regardless of whether you are a man or a woman, when you visit your parents-in-law or mother-in-law’s house before getting married, if you want to see the true face of your partner, you don’t need to inquire too much.
Just take a look at the sanitary conditions of their homes.
If it's clean, then consider others as appropriate.
If it's dirty, just pass it.
Hard-working people will always have more advantages that are worthy of entrustment.
Similarly, the sanitary conditions of Bao Yao Jian made Huang An see the merits of hard work in the young man in front of him.
This person is very nice.
Huang An suddenly became very interested in this life.
He thought of poaching.
"May I have your name?"
He said calmly.
Xue Chao was stunned and even more frightened.
Could it be that Mr. Huang has a grudge against me and wants to do something to me?
His waist is lower.
"Exit, my name is Xue Chao."
His tone was full of fear, and his posture dropped to the ground.
"Xue Chao?"
Huang An repeated it and nodded, indicating that he remembered it.
"Where are you from?"
"..."
"Have you read those books? Do you know how to settle accounts?"
...
Just when Huang An was inquiring about Xue Chao's details, old man Ding Zhiding, the manager of the Martial Arts Department, finally came back.
Sweat broke out on his forehead.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Huang An sitting in his seat, drinking tea and enjoying the cool air.
He quickly increased his speed.
"Huang, Mr. Huang!"
He clasped his fists, wondering why Huang An was so anxious to ask someone to call him back.
Although he is the manager of the Martial Arts Department and his status is not low, it is only relative.
Huang An and Zhao Yan are different from ordinary people. Their backgrounds are too tough. His position as a manager of the Martial Arts Department is not good enough.
Huang An stood up, hugged his fists, and casually called him, "Master Ding!"
The two of them had met each other.
"Okay, I'll talk to Lord Ding, you guys go down!"
Huang An waved towards Xue Chao and the two men fanning themselves.
Be prepared to call them down.
But what surprised Huang An was that the three people did not obey his order and leave immediately, but looked at Old Man Ding.
After Old Man Ding nodded, they retreated and ran outside the yard.
Huang An glanced at Old Man Ding in surprise, and said with a smile: "Master Ding is so good at what he does, and I have a good command of you! I admire you! I admire you!"
Even though Ding Zhi is a mature man, he still can't tell whether this is Huang An's sincere praise or a weird one, so he can only show an embarrassed smile.
"Young Master Huang is ridiculous. The old man's methods are not as good as yours!"
Ding Zhi was sincere and while speaking, he glanced at Chen Yu who was standing aside.
What he said was true.
He has been staying by Zhao Yan's side to help these days. Knowing the origins of Chen Yu and others, he can also see the changes in Chen Yu and Wang Long.
Now, they can be said to obey Huang An's words.
He has never heard of this method.
It’s only been a few days and it’s already like this?
A background alone cannot explain this phenomenon.
It can only be said that Huang An's personal ability played a big role in this.
Huang An didn't value Ding Zhi's compliment.
After the simple courtesy is over, it's time to get down to business.
"I want to know everything about Guiyuan Tang!"
Huang An went straight to the point and expressed his intention.
Not to mention Ding Zhi, even Chen Yu was shocked.
He widened his eyes and looked at Huang An curiously.
I secretly marveled in my heart.
"Brother is so courageous. Before he has established himself in Feng'an City, he has set his sights on this most profitable business in the world."
Ding Zhi didn't know Huang An's true intention, so he pondered for a moment and said carefully:
"This Guiyuan Decoction is a treasure medicine taken by martial arts practitioners. It is suitable for warriors in the five internal organs and six internal organs realms, and has almost no effect on warriors in the copper skin realm. If ordinary people drink it, it is no less than drinking arsenic...
..."
"I heard that this precious medicine was passed down from ancient times. It was constantly tested and modified from generation to generation. It was finally formed five thousand years ago. It should not have been modified since..."
Ding Zhi rambled on, and the content was nothing more than some bad information in the Martial Arts Division.
However, what outsiders know is certainly not so clear.
Taking a break from his busy schedule today, Huang An was not in a hurry and still listened attentively without getting bored.
After a while, Ding Zhi said his mouth was dry and he finally drank the hot tea.
With a flash of eyes, Huang An spoke again.
"Our Ming Dynasty has many warriors and a vast territory. This Guiyuan Tang was transported from the headquarters of the Martial Arts Department Bao Drug Administration in the capital?"
Hearing Huang An's question, Ding Zhi suddenly burst into laughter.
"no no!"
He shook his head and explained with a smile:
"There are more than hundreds of millions of warriors in the world. The daily requirement of Guiyuan Tang is probably more than a million cans. If it were to be transported from the capital, it would be impossible even if the hands of those people are broken by exhaustion."
This kind of thing is not a secret, and Ding Zhi is happy to share it with Huang An and sell it well to him.
"The Martial Arts Department of a county in a state is in charge of the production and transportation of most of the precious medicines in this state. For example, the precious medicines and exotic animal meat in my yard basically come from Youzhou City.
Guiyuan Tang is all transferred from Youzhou City."
"Oh~"
Huang An was thoughtful, his brows suddenly moved, and he asked:
"There are ninety-two states in the world, and there are countless counties and cities. It has been nearly a thousand years since the Ming Dynasty was founded. Over these years, is it possible that no one has stolen the prescriptions of these precious medicines from the treasure medicine prison, or leaked them to the outside world? For example, something like returning
Yuantang is a precious medicinal formula that is only used by low-level warriors. It doesn't seem to be that important."
Huang An wanted to ask more questions before getting the location of the medicinal materials.
He has now begun to touch on the most precious medicinal formula of the Martial Arts Division.
Even Chen Yu on the side pricked up his ears and listened, with a look of curiosity on his face.
Although they are both members of the imperial court and both are warriors in the copper-skin realm, the information they know is still very different.
Even in my hometown where information is developed, this kind of situation is not uncommon and is very normal.
Civil servants who also belong to the government, employees in tobacco units and telecommunications groups are completely in two different sets of information barriers.
It is possible that they are very unfamiliar with each other's work content and the operating mechanism of the department, or even do not understand it at all.
The officials of the Ming Dynasty attached great importance to precious medicines.
The Martial Arts Department is an important department that monitors the world's warriors and controls the precious medicines needed for martial arts. Much of the information is not known to the outside world.
If Huang An wants to ask about Guiyuan Tang, to be honest, for the time being, he can only ask Ding Zhi, an insider from the Martial Arts Department.
He guessed that even Luo Feiyao might not know this news.
It's not that Luo Feiyao can't find out, but that she might not be interested.
Ding Zhi stroked his beard, pondered for a moment, and suddenly lowered his voice.
He whispered:
"Of course this is true. That is to say, Mr. Huang asked, otherwise I would not have said these words."
While speaking, he also glanced at Chen Yu.
Huang An and Chen Yu both smiled at him.
Huang An urged: "Stop being so pretentious, say it quickly, say it quickly."
Ding Zhi nodded and said: "Actually, six hundred years ago, the prescriptions for precious medicines, whether it was Guiyuan Decoction, Buqi Powder, or the Three Refining Treasures. Or the "Thirty-six Beast Body Training Method"
", or the "Three Refining Methods" are widely circulated among the people."
Ding Zhi's words made both Chen Yu and Huang An widen their eyes with surprise on their faces.
It has been widely circulated, and there is such a thing!
The two of them did not disturb Ding Zhi and motioned for him to continue speaking.
"The major forces at that time, such as gangs, chambers of commerce, sects, etc., all had corresponding prescriptions and exercises within the sect. But later, in nearly a hundred years, under the operation of the Holy Emperor and the big shots in the court, these
All the prescriptions and exercises were destroyed or returned to the treasury, and have been gathering dust ever since."
"Slowly, the only way for civilian warriors to practice martial arts is to join the army, fight and perform meritorious service, and exchange their merits for the opportunity to practice martial arts."
I see.
This Emperor Ming really worked hard to concentrate his power.
Doing so restricted the development of martial arts within the Ming Dynasty, and made an empire as large as the Ming Dynasty still faced with the invasion of foreign tribes from the frontier.
This is tantamount to tying one's hands.
However, martial arts was not completely abolished, but was simply brought into the hands of the imperial court.
If you want to practice martial arts, join the army.
Daming's martial arts was still very strong.
Moreover, there are not only disadvantages to doing this, the advantages are also very obvious.
It is said that chivalrous men use force to break the ban, and it is difficult for warriors to manage. They ban the foundation of martial arts among the people and can maintain their own rule very well.
Similarly, the nationalization of all warriors has made great achievements in improving the security environment among the people.
Huang An still agrees with this.
After all, he comes from the bottom, and he looks at problems from the perspective of people at the bottom.
Even if ordinary people can practice martial arts, due to various reasons such as family, their martial arts skills will definitely not be very high.
If faced with bullying from warriors from aristocratic families, there is still no way to fight back.
More importantly, if there are too many warriors, it will be difficult to manage them. There will inevitably be many street fights, bloody and bullying incidents.
Martial arts are like firearms, and the Ming court's ban on martial arts is equivalent to the ban on firearms in my hometown.
Firearms are weapons of death, and ordinary people with their personalities are absolutely unable to master such weapons.
People say that when a common man is angry, his blood will be splashed five steps forward.
Give a common man a gun, and blood will not be scattered five steps, but blood will be scattered all over the street.
Most of the credit for the good public security in my hometown is due to the strict implementation of the gun ban.
Otherwise, with the flower-planting family's strong moral character, the beautiful scenery of a free America and gun battles every day will inevitably form a wave in the land of China.
With a flash of eyes, Huang An continued to ask:
"What about now? Is it possible that some major forces still have these prescriptions and martial arts techniques?"
Huang An's words made Ding Zhi's expression stiffen.
He suddenly turned his head and looked at Chen Yu, as if he had something to hide.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Chen Yu was stunned and urged: "Say it! Lord Ding!"