Daming: Brother, there is no future for monks, let's rebel

Chapter 195 The Happy Life of the People of Ming Dynasty

Ever since Zhu Wenzheng led his fleet to leave Yingtian Mansion, the elder brother Zhu Yuanzhang has been a little bit lost from time to time.

Zhu Han knew that he was worried about the younger generation.

After all, among their next generation, Zhu Wen was the first nephew who left Daming to work hard.

"Oh, July [-]th, when I thought of Wenzheng going to Nanyang, the sky is high and the road is far away, and there are many diseases and plagues there. If this child really has a bad luck, he will have no face to see his elder brother in the future!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said to Zhu Han in Yingtianfu's palace.

It has to be said that Zhu Yuanzhang attaches great importance to family affection, as long as he is a child of the old Zhu family, there is nothing he does not worry about.

It is also because of this that Zhu Yuanzhang clearly arranged for the descendants of the old Zhu family to eat, drink, and scatter, so that hundreds of thousands of rice worms were raised.

Here at Zhu Han, no matter what kind of nephew or nephew, if he wants to save wealth for himself and his descendants, he has to fight for it himself!

The imperial court of the Ming Dynasty did not want to raise hundreds of thousands of rice buckets.

"Wenzheng is not an ordinary person. Some Nanyang natives can't do anything to him at all. Even those plagues and diseases, we can avoid most of the diseases with the Xingjun San and Fengyoujing produced in Ming Dynasty. If it doesn't work, I also gave Wenzheng ten boxes of ten thousand. Using golden elixir, as long as it is not too intractable, it will not hurt your life!" Zhu Han said calmly.

"Universal Golden Pill? Did you really give him ten boxes?" Older brother Zhu Yuanzhang looked surprised.

The so-called universal elixir is actually Zhu Han signing in and obtaining some broad-spectrum antibiotics.

Many diseases of tigers and wolves in this era are actually infected by some bacteria and viruses.

For these microbial diseases, most medical techniques are helpless.

And Zhu Han's 'Universal Golden Elixir' is a panacea that can bring people back from hell!

Zhu Biao, the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, had a high fever that never subsided. It was because of the universal golden elixir provided by Zhu Han that he saved his life from danger.

Therefore, when Zhu Yuanzhang heard that Zhu Han had given that boy Wenzheng ten boxes of universal golden pills, he immediately stopped worrying.

Not only was he not worried, but he felt that Zhu Han gave too much.

After all, a universal golden elixir, that is, antibiotics, can cure the disease.

"That boy Wenzheng, don't use it indiscriminately!"

"no!"

"We have to issue an imperial decree to instruct this stupid boy!"

The more Zhu Yuanzhang thought about it, the more worried he became, and immediately wrote an imperial decree, specifically urging Zhu Wenzheng to properly keep and use those 'universal golden pills'!
Zhu Han could understand his worry about his brother.

After leaving the palace, Zhu Han saw that the sky was still early and it was not yet noon, so he wanted to wander around Yingtian Mansion to relax.

If you ask why you don't stay in the palace for dinner at noon, Zhu Han will definitely scoff.

Old brother Zhu Yuanzhang's frugality is most vividly displayed when eating. Zhu Han has already inquired about it. At noon today, in the palace, no matter whether it is the emperor, empress, prince, concubine, prince, daughter, or court ladies and eunuchs, they are all reminiscing about bitterness and sweetness.' Pearl Jade White Jade Soup'!
It's 'Pearl Jade White Jade Soup' again!
A hodgepodge of leftovers from yesterday and the day before yesterday!

Zhu Hanna, why don't you hurry up and run away!
Walking on the streets of Yingtianfu, Zhu Han had already changed into ordinary lake silk clothes and put on a fake beard, giving himself a perfectly aged appearance. Walking on the streets, ordinary acquaintances would not recognize out of their own.

Now the third class of yamen servants and the 24th Battalion of Jinyiwei in Yingtian Mansion are patrolling every day, so there is no need to worry about safety.

He was surrounded by only Chen Baodao and Hu Yiba. Although both of them were knighted because of their military achievements, they refused to be promoted to other positions, and they always followed Zhu Han as guards.

"Master, let's find a place to eat, I'm really hungry!"

Hu Yiba patted his stomach and begged Zhu Han.

Although this tomb robber is already a third-class earl, he has always behaved in a nonchalant manner, even making jokes in front of Zhu Han when there is no one around.

Zhu Han didn't bother to pay attention to him. He didn't see any restaurants that closed his eyes along the way, so he naturally didn't have much interest.

"Qinggong Building?"

Suddenly, a brand new restaurant plaque caught Zhu Han's eyes.

This name is really eye-catching!
"Your Highness, oh, my lord, this is a new restaurant opened by General Xu Da's family. I heard that there are some of the best chefs in the north. It has only been open for three days, and it is almost full every day. Would you like to try it, lord?" Hu Yiba said quickly.

"The Qinggong Tower opened by Xu Da?" Zhu Han was speechless for a while, rolled his eyes, and continued jokingly, "Could it be selling roast goose?"

Hu Yiba's expression froze for a moment, and he murmured, "Young master already knew about it a long time ago, and he deliberately made fun of me."

"Huh? Are you really selling roast goose?" Zhu Han felt that the world was a bit too bizarre.

"That's right, Qinggong Building mainly serves roast goose and duck. The skin is crispy and the meat is fragrant. Hey, that's authentic!" Hu Yiba shook his shoulders and gave him a thumbs up.

"Bah, you bastard, you're just like your mother! Don't eat, let's go!" Zhu Han yelled inwardly, turned his head and walked forward.

Although Qinggong Tower and Roasted Goose are not true rumors, but the fact that these two things are gathered in Xu Da's family property makes Zhu Han feel very uncomfortable.

Hu Yiba looked aggrieved, he didn't know which sentence he said wrong, and was scolded by His Royal Highness.

"Old Chen, what's the matter, young master?" Hu Yiba asked in a low voice.

Chen Baodao also rolled his eyes at him, "You bastard talks too much, you're such a good person, it's a pity that you have a mouth!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Baodao followed closely beside Zhu Han.

Hu Yiba couldn't help scolding Chen Baodao behind his back, "Chen Heizi, you dumb dog is the best at biting people!"

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Walking in Yingtianfu City, Zhu Han saw the dazzling array of goods and the increasingly bustling streets, and couldn't help feeling a strong sense of pride in his heart.

All of this is because of his own existence, which made Daming so strong and prosperous decades in advance.

Today's Yingtian Mansion, as the capital of the Ming Dynasty, is no longer confined within the city walls.

Under Zhu Han's suggestion, Yingtianfu, the capital of Ming Dynasty, has begun to develop towards a city without city walls.

The city wall was actually used to protect order. If foreign enemies invaded the Yingtianfu city, it would mean that the Ming Dynasty was rotten to the root, and there was almost no way to save it. It was not a small city wall that could support it.

Rather than doing this, Yingtianfu, which is located in the core area of ​​the Ming Dynasty, might as well move towards a city without city walls.

Outside Yingtianfu City, there are many spontaneous gathering markets.

Zhu Han and his party walked out of the gate of Yingtianfu and came to the market outside the city.

Compared with the bustling streets in Yingtianfu City, the shops here are more simple and pyrotechnic.

The shops in Yingtianfu City, whether it is a restaurant or a store, all have luxurious decorations, and there are well-dressed guys at the door to attract customers.

In these markets outside Yingtianfu City, most of them are mom-and-pop shops or family workshops, and occasionally there are one or two slightly larger two-story buildings, and there is no decoration at all, all of which show plain bright windows and doors.

"What's the business of this business? It looks different, and there's something special about it?"

Zhu Han pointed forward with his hand, and said in the courtyard of a two-story building near a river.

Hu Yiba took a closer look, and immediately showed a wretched smile.

"Tell me, my lord, that's the brothel awarded by the Secretary of Jiaofang!"

As a feudal dynasty in Ming Dynasty, institutions such as the Jiaofang Division would naturally not be abolished. Not only were they not abolished, but under Zhu Han's guidance, their business and capabilities were improved to a higher level.

According to the laws of the Ming Dynasty, not only are the people of the Ming Dynasty not allowed to be slaves, but neither men nor women are allowed to engage in prostitution. Even the female family members of criminals who have committed the crime of treason, the most serious punishment is exile to the frontier and assigned to soldiers as wives and concubines .

But the countless sullen men in the Ming Dynasty naturally need a way to vent their anger.

The Jiaofang Division of Daming took on the management and tax collection of brothels.

Anyone who wants to open a brothel in Daming must obtain a license from the Jiaofang Division. The brothel license is reviewed every year, and there are strict requirements for the venue and personnel it operates.

Moreover, the people of Ming Dynasty are not allowed to sell themselves as slaves or force their girls into prostitution. All the women in brothels are purchased from abroad, or they are selected from the prisoners of the frontier army of Daming, which leads to a sharp increase in the labor costs of brothels.

The big and small brothels in Yingtianfu City are no longer affordable for ordinary people.

In order to fill the middle and lower-class market, a number of cheap brothels have sprung up beside these rivers outside Yingtianfu City, listed in Jiaofangsi.

"It turned out to be the property of the Jiaofang Division. No wonder there seemed to be no one there during the day!" Zhu Han also smiled meaningfully.

Daming's army was fighting everywhere, and they definitely got a lot of prisoners and slaves.

These brothels listed in Jiaofangsi are mainly staffed by Goryeo and Japanese women. They are well-behaved and obedient, and they are obedient to the men of Daming. Although the body is sold here, it is still possible to eat and clothe every meal, which is much better than being a cow or a horse in the Japanese country.

"Master, do you want to go in and have fun?" Hu Yiba continued wretchedly.

"What fun is there for a group of short-legged Japanese people!" Zhu Han said with a look of disdain.

He now has more than a dozen fair-skinned, beautiful, blond and blue-eyed Slavic female slaves in the palace of the British King, who are much better than those short-legged women in the Wa Kingdom.

"Hey, what Your Highness said is that the villain didn't think carefully!" Hu Yiba said quickly.

Although Zhu Han appreciates all kinds of beauties, he really feels very uncomfortable if he is asked to go to the brothel to walk with other brothers.

Zhu Han walked forward with the two of them again. After walking not far, he suddenly heard a burst of lively hawking in front of him.

I saw a small stall with a high signboard with three crooked characters written on it.

"French fries!"

When Zhu Han saw these three words, he couldn't help but froze in place.

There is a feeling of traveling back to modern society in an instant.

This stall is a couple, both about 30 years old, two half-old children are helping on the stall, and a smaller one is sleeping in a bamboo basket next to it.

"French fries are all out?"

Zhu Han couldn't help sighing that the Chinese people are definitely the best in the world in researching food.

Although Zhu Han has long been able to produce such an excellent crop as potatoes, he has not specifically mentioned various ways to eat them.

In almost all the official farms of Daming that grow potatoes, there are only two simple ways to eat potatoes, steamed and boiled.

Zhu Han was really curious that the young couple in front of him actually opened such a french fries stand.

Zhu Han walked up with Chen Baodao and Hu Yiba.

Although the couple at the french fries stand yelled loudly, not too many people actually came to taste it.

"Shopkeeper, how do you sell this thing?" Zhu Han asked.

"Guest officer, these french fries are five big!" The man at the vendor said immediately.

Five big sons, that is, five copper coins.

According to the purchasing power of Daming Hongwu Tongbao, five copper coins can buy a bowl of hot noodle soup with meat and eggs.

So five copper coins for a serving of French fries is really not cheap.

"Come and serve three, give us a taste!"

Zhu Han said with a wave of his hand, and Chen Baodao behind him quickly took out fifteen large coins from his pocket and placed them on the table.

"Hey, sir, wait a moment!"

The street vendor couple was busy cooking French fries immediately.

Zhu Han sat next to him and chatted with the couple, only then did he realize that they were farmers from Xinfengzhuang in Yingtianfu.

Xinfengzhuang is exactly the property under the name of Zhu Han's Prince Ying's Mansion.

All kinds of novel crops, such as corn potatoes, sweet potatoes, tomatoes, etc., are planted in large quantities in Xinfengzhuang.

This year's autumn harvest has just passed, and except for the handed-in harvest, all the rest of the harvest belongs to Tianke.

This pair of street vendors, the man's surname is Guo, named Guo Qian, and the woman's surname Wang, were originally from Bianliang's Kaifeng Prefecture. They fled to the south of the Yangtze River in the early years. The dutiful Guo Qian took his family as farmer.

In the past two years, the harvest has been getting better and better, and the life of Guo Qian's family has gradually improved, and they have gradually accumulated some savings.

Now that the autumn harvest season has passed, Guo Qian's family is thinking about doing some small business, and earning some money to buy some land of their own. After all, although the treatment at the Yingwang Mansion is good, they are still not at ease.

"Guest officers, how do these French fries taste?" Guo Qian rubbed his hands beside him and asked with a smile.

"It tastes good. The oil you use here is high-quality oil." Zhu Han said beside him. He only tasted it, and he knew that the oil used in it was the soybean oil extracted from the new soybeans grown in the Prince's Mansion.

Almost all the crops in the King's Manor Farm come from the modern fine varieties provided by Zhu Han.

Especially the soybeans in it not only grow rapidly, are resistant to diseases and insects, but also have a very high oil yield.

Among the many grains harvested this year, most of them were used to extract oil, and then distributed to the farmers in the farm.

The life of farmers in ancient times was very poor, and meat and fishy things were extremely rare throughout the year.

Chicken, duck and fish, not to mention ordinary farmers, even ordinary small landlords are reluctant to eat a few meals.

As for the usual cooking, even the use of oil is very scarce. Poor people use plain water to cook some miscellaneous grains and wild vegetable rice, which is considered very good.

Guo Qian's family, as the farmer of Yingwangfu Grange, was able to have a large amount of surplus soybean oil for frying French fries, which shows that the life of the farm is still very affluent.

Zhu Han was also full of praise for Guo Qianer's French fries.

In fact, the promotion of these high-yielding modern crops provided by Zhu Han in Daming did not go as smoothly as imagined.

One of the important reasons is that many farmers or common people are not familiar with the cultivation and consumption of these crops.

(End of this chapter)