Chu Jinnian wiped his mouth quickly, "Uncle Emperor, Madam Queen, do you want to eat hot pot? I'll get you a bowl!"

Even if Emperor Da'an wanted to eat hotpot, he couldn't eat with these children.

He waved his hand, "Eat it yourself."

"You really don't want to eat it? Didn't you say it was delicious when we had hotpot together?"

Emperor Da'an coughed and said, "Where did you get the hot pot?"

Chu Jinnian looked around and glanced at the hot pot that they had already eaten half of. It seemed that it was indeed not easy to entertain His Majesty and the Queen.

He licked his lips and said, "Uncle Emperor, when we came here, we brought a jar of hot pot base that my father and mother cooked for us. If you want to eat hot pot, I will give you the hot pot base."

Emperor Da'an raised his eyebrows. His queen had never eaten hot pot, so he could let her try it.

"Then give me some."

"okay!"

Chu Jinzhou also stood up to help.

When the three little ones came, they only brought a jar of hot pot base, which was gone after they had eaten it five or six times at most.

So when the two brothers asked the emperor for the hot pot base, they were still a little reluctant.

"Brother, when we finish eating, write a letter to Daddy and Mommy and ask them to send some for us."

"Yes, then we have to write the letter now. It will take a long time to send it from Beiyang."

"Uh-huh."

Emperor Da'an got a bowl of hot pot base and took the empress back to Kunning Palace.

The queen was confused the whole time. It was not until she sat down and Emperor Da'an asked people to prepare the hot pot ingredients and soup base that she asked, "Your Majesty, what is this bowl?"

"This is the hot pot base. Only with this, the hot pot will taste good."

The Queen did smell something fragrant when she was in Anning Palace just now, but she didn't know what it tasted like.

But the red oil in the hot pot base is solidified, which is really ugly and not very appetizing.

But seeing that Emperor Da'an was expectant, she said nothing.

The palace servants prepared a lot of food for the little ones, including plenty of beef, and several of them were busy.

After a while, the hot pot soup base on the small stove began to boil.

The beef, tripe and other things are all imitated from Anning Palace.

Even various seasonings were provided.

"Come, I'll make you some dipping water."

The queen followed him silently.

The two of them prepared a bowl of dipping water and sat down next to the hot pot.

Smelling the fragrance floating in the air, the queen couldn't help swallowing.

Pour the fresh beef in and it changes color in a few moments.

Emperor Da'an was experienced in eating hotpot, so he quickly scooped out the meat for her and said, "Eat, the meat tastes best when cooked to this point."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The queen tasted a piece of beef out of curiosity. It was fragrant, spicy, tender and juicy.

Her eyes lit up, "Delicious!"

Emperor Da'an smiled and took a bite as well.

"Yes, it tastes exactly the same as what I ate in Beiyang."

"This hot pot base is really good. It would be great if it could be made in the imperial kitchen."

Emperor Da'an shook his head. "There is no pepper in the palace. How can they make it? If we want to eat it, we can only ask those three kids for it."

Over here, two people were eating with relish, and over there, a group of children couldn’t stop eating either.

The smell of the hot pot spread far away in the palace, and the palace maids in charge of serving in the two palaces were secretly swallowing their saliva.

It smells really good.

After Chu Jinzhou and the others finished eating, they knew that the palace servants had not yet eaten, so they generously scooped a large spoonful of hot pot base and added it to the soup.

"Sister, brother, you guys eat too. This is the hot pot base that my mother cooked. It's very fragrant. You can only eat it in Beiyang. We worked hard to get this."

The palace servants didn't expect that they would have a share.

These three big guys are usually very well-behaved and obedient. It is particularly easy for the palace servants to take care of them. They also know that the three of them are easy to get along with, so they usually share any snacks they have with them.

So everyone was not polite.

Anyway, the master had finished eating, so they were not that scared if they were given some food as a reward.

When they started eating, they were all surprised. No wonder these young masters and their little prince loved hot pot so much, it turned out to taste so good!

After eating this hotpot, almost everyone in the palace started to miss it.

However, there was not much hot pot base, and Chu Jinzhou and the other three were reluctant to just have another meal, as they had hidden the hot pot base very well.

Because the classmates who had eaten hot pot with them wanted to ask for some to take back every day, and they couldn't refuse them no matter how hard they tried.

It might take them two months to write a letter and send it back to Beiyang, and they don't know when their parents will send the hot pot base back.

In the days to come, I’ll have to rely on this small half jar of hot pot base.

No one can give it!

The originally generous little guys suddenly became stingy and unwilling to spend a penny.

So much so that everyone who has eaten hotpot can only recall the taste even if they miss it.

At this time, the potatoes shipped back to Kyoto from Beiyang had arrived.

A total of 100 million kilograms were transported back.

With these potatoes, Emperor Da'an was very busy.

I discuss potatoes with my ministers every day.

The number of potatoes was limited, and they could only be distributed to the people around Kyoto for planting.

But the people rely on crops from the fields to make a living all year round, and not many people are willing to grow potatoes that they have never eaten or seen before.

If they plant the seeds but get no harvest, then all they can do is to cry out to heaven and earth for help.

For a while, the promotion of potato planting reached a bottleneck. Emperor Da'an was so worried that he couldn't sleep and didn't know how to persuade the people.

If we force them to plant, or if they just do it casually, all the seeds will be wasted.

Although an imperial decree had been issued that people who grew potatoes would be exempt from grain tax, it was still useless.

The little prince came to the imperial study several times and always saw that he had a sad face.

After he understood the situation, he also became worried.

The next day, I went to the Imperial College, and I was still feeling listless.

"Yer, what's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood?"

Mumu tilted her little head and asked him in a low voice.

Chu Jinzhou and Chu Jinnian turned their heads when they heard this, "What's going on?"

The young prince sighed, "The potatoes that father brought back were originally intended to be planted by the people, but they were unwilling to plant them."

"Ah?! Why? Potatoes are so good! They are delicious and have a high yield!"

Potatoes are a big treasure in Beiyang!

"The people had never eaten potatoes, let alone planted them. They were afraid that if they planted them they would not be able to harvest them, thus wasting their land and half a year's harvest."

"Then why not let them have a taste? Potatoes are so delicious, they will definitely grow them."

"But... there aren't that many potatoes for them to eat. The potatoes are all for seeds."

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