Daming: Zhu Yuanzhang cried for Zhu Biao when he picked up vegetables

Zhu Yuanzhang hesitated for a long time, and finally took off his boots directly from his feet.

"Come on, Yun Wen, Grandpa Huang will show you something good."

"what?"

Zhu Yunwen gritted his teeth and fingers, and walked towards Zhu Yuanzhang with a confused face.

Waiting for people to react.

Zhu Yuanzhang immediately hugged Zhu Yunqi.

Then he directly carried Zhu Yunqi on his leg, and started massaging Zhu Yunqi's buttocks with his boots.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"..."

"We'll let you eat indiscriminately!"

"Will you still eat in the future?!"

Zhu Yunqi's screams echoed throughout the fire scene.

Crown Princess Lu looked around beggingly.

Li Shanchang, Tang He, Xu Da and even Empress Ma all stood aside silently.

in their eyes.

This kind of god-sent seed is the most important thing in the entire Ming Dynasty.

"It's really time to take care of it."

"If you make such a big mess at such a young age, will you still have it in the future?"

"..."

Until the end, the two tigers quietly walked up to Zhu Yuanzhang and whispered

"Your Majesty, I have found those good seeds roasted in the fire."

Then several Jin Yiwei came to Zhu Yuanzhang with a few roasted sweet potatoes left over by Zhu Yunqi.

Each of these is about a pound or so in size.

But for each one, Zhu Yunqi only bit the thickest part of the flesh.

Seeing this, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was already tired and out of breath, and who was about to let Zhu Yunqi go, suddenly became energetic.

Putting on the formation again, he continued to beat Zhu Yunqi's ass with his boots in hand.

"Are you still picky eaters? Do you know how many people can't even eat enough?"

"Do you know, your great-grandfather and great-grandmother starved to death!"

"We let you waste food!"

"Do you still dare to waste food in the future?!"

"Speak up! Do you still dare to waste food in the future?!"

Zhu Yunwen has already cried into tears.

said choked up

"Yun Wen, Yun Wen won't eat anymore..."

I heard Zhu Yunqi say this.

Zhu Yuanzhang became even more angry.

"We asked you if you would still eat it in the future? What we asked was would you dare to waste food in the future?!"

"Whether you eat this stuff, what does it have to do with the people of the world?"

"..."

This incident left a deep imprint on the young Zhu Yunqi's heart.

until many years later.

Zhu Yunwen, who is already sensible, still shudders involuntarily when he sees sweet potatoes again.

2nd.Zhang Shuangbiao's Lao Zhu (asking for flowers, asking for evaluation votes)

In the end, the only remaining sweet potato.

He was immediately protected by Jin Yiwei's heavy soldiers.

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at the vine and said leisurely

"Er Hu, you must keep an eye on us. This matter is Daming's top secret. If there is any discrepancy, we will kill you!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will arrange manpower to keep an eye on it at twelve hours day and night, and I will definitely guard this good seed for Your Majesty, for the Empress, and for the people of Daming!"

Listening to the arrangements of Zhu Yuanzhang and his ministers.

Zhu Xiongying murmured uninterruptedly from the side

"That's what Ying'er wants grandma to recuperate..."

Empress Ma was stroking Zhu Xiongying's head and said with a smile

"Good Yinger, grandma already knows your kindness. When the next batch grows, you will feed it to grandma yourself!"

Li Shanchang couldn't help but sigh with emotion

"Grandsun is talented and intelligent, pure and filial. Although I don't know how precious this thing is, but grandson's filial piety, you can imagine that my Ming people are blessed."

Zhu Yuanzhang was already protecting the calf, and when he heard Li Shanchang praise Zhu Xiongying so much, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately felt a little elated.

In the eyes of the former Zhu Yuanzhang, there were also two grandsons, Zhu Yunqi and Zhu Yuntong.

Now in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes, there are only two grandsons left.

One grandson is called Zhu Xiongying, and the other is called other grandsons.

"It's a happy event. A mere imperial garden can be burned as soon as it is burned. As long as this kind of seed can be planted, what if we burn ten more imperial gardens?"

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's hearty laughter echoed for a long time in the ruins of the imperial garden.

Little did they know that Lu's resentful eyes were about to burst into flames.

This is a typical double standard scene!

But at this time, obviously no one cares about the feelings of Lu's mother and son.

Zhu Yuanzhang took a group of people farther and farther.

It seems that Lu's mother and son are not from the Zhu family.

Fengtian Temple's eyebrows

Zhu Yuanzhang touched Zhu Xiongying's head and asked curiously

"Ying'er, that old man with a white beard, did he tell you how to eat this food?"

Zhu Xiongying clicked his tongue

"Say it! It can be baked and eaten, or made into powder, or made into noodles."

"Make it into noodles?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback when he heard the words.

Good guy, isn't this the proper food? !

"Ying'er, tell us how to make noodles?"

Zhu Xiongying was taken aback when he heard this.

Damn, the system hasn't told me yet, how would I know what to do?

And if I know it, I can't tell you, old Zhutou.

What is the primary productive force these days?

Science and technology are the primary productive forces!

Zhu Xiongying shook his head aside and said

"No! Ying'er doesn't want to say it!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback when he heard the words.

"Ying'er, why are you so stingy? You don't look like a good grandson of grandpa. Grandpa was generous when he was young like you. If you don't believe me, ask Grandpa Xu and Grandpa Tang!"

Tang He and Xu Da also hurriedly said

"That's right, when His Majesty was as young as His Highness, even a single fruit would never forget to share with us three."

Zhu Xiongying clicked his tongue

"But this is not a fruit!"

"With this recipe, Ying'er can open a workshop. No one else can do it. Only Ying'er can do it. Ying'er can sell it for as much as she wants. Anyone who likes to eat it should pay for it obediently. money!"

"In this way, at least a lot of fruits can be bought in a year."

"In this case, it can be sold for about ten years, and ten years will be a lot of fruit."

"..."

Looking at Zhu Xiongying's appearance as a financial fan.

The corner of Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth twitched involuntarily.

His complexion also became serious.

There is nothing wrong with what this kid said!

No matter how you look at it, it's a sure-fire deal.

The big deal is to sell it cheaper, and the price advantage can crowd out the grain merchants in the entire Ming Dynasty.

Just relying on the output of this thing against the sky.

Worried about making money?

But isn't this the profiteer I hate the most? !

My precious grandson is usually fine, so why does he have such a strong talent in being a businessman? !

Who taught it?

People from our old Zhu's family must not do such shameful things!

Can't wait for this thing.

Zhu Yuanzhang has already made up his mind to quickly find some famous teachers for Zhu Xiongying.

It's okay for such a good seedling to make Zhu Biao used to become a businessman.

At this time, the old eunuch Hou Ying came to Zhu Yuanzhang with a memorial.

"My lord, the Crown Prince has come down to make a note. He said that the flood in Yangzhou is almost done, and the autumn grain has been planted. The Crown Prince asked when he can return to the capital..."

When Zhu Biao was mentioned, Zhu Yuanzhang became even more angry.

Zhu Xiongying can have this idea, who else can teach him except Zhu Biao!

Almost ruined Daming's bright future, you still want to come back?dream!

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang said embarrassingly

"What does it mean that the disaster is almost cured? The food is cured as soon as the food is planted? The food grows in the field? The common people have lifted themselves out of poverty and become rich?"

"No……"

The corner of Hou Ying's mouth twitched slightly.

I couldn't help thinking in my heart: Are these things for disaster relief?