I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

Chapter 26 The Empress with a Big Appetite

I didn't expect Shangguan Haitang's efficiency to be so fast.

What I ordered in the evening can be done in the morning the next day.

Fang Xiu looked at her and said sincerely:
"Thanks for your hard work."

Shangguan Haitang cupped his hands and said: "It is Haitang's responsibility to do things for the master with all my heart, not to mention hard work!"

Fang Xiu was inexplicably moved when he heard this, but he didn't say anything else.

He reached out to take one of the bamboo tubes, and poured the contents into his palm.

"White as snow, crystal clear, not bad!"

Look at the prepared refined salt.

Fang Xiu's eyes lit up.

Dip a little with your finger and lick it.

The taste is very pure, without the slightest bit of bitterness!
It is fine salt!

Fang Xiu nodded in satisfaction, and reached out to take another bamboo tube.

In the same way, taste the taste with the tip of your tongue.

Plenty of flavor.

To describe it in one word - fresh!

Needless to say, in this era of lack of condiments, the advent of refined salt and monosodium glutamate will definitely cause a sensation and be sold on sale!
Fang Xiu looked at the two bamboo tubes with a smile on his face, and ordered: "I will give you another 10 taels of silver to build several workshops in the suburbs to produce salt and monosodium glutamate."

"There are also perfumes and soaps, so hurry up and try to make a batch in these two days."

Salt, monosodium glutamate, perfume, soap.

They are all things that are often used in daily life. If they can be sold, they can earn a lot of money in a short time.

of course.

For now, ordinary civilians are not able to consume these.

It is mainly sold to dignitaries.

Shangguan Haitang cupped his hands and said, "Yes, Master!"

Fang Xiu nodded:

"Well, go down if you have nothing to do."

Shangguan Haitang saluted and said: "Resign from the humble position!"

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Fang Xiu stood where he was, looked at her back, and began to look forward to it.

I don't know before turning against Wu Guo.

Can these things earn enough 1000 million taels of silver!
Three days later.

Palace, Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Empress Wu Mingkong sat on the dragon chair, looking at the memorial in front of her, her fair face showed anger.

"In just half a year, there were five peasant riots in Shuzhou, Yongzhou, and Qingzhou!"

"Drought in Qingzhou, the people have no food to eat, and it is understandable to vent their anger on the government."

"The weather in Shuzhou and Yongzhou is good, the food is abundant, but there are riots one after another. Why!"

Wu Mingkong looked at the memorial and felt an unknown fire rising in his chest, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it down.

Before ascending the throne.

She thought that as long as she was diligent in political affairs, she would definitely make the Daqian Empire flourish with each passing day.

But the reality is.

After sitting in this position for a long time, she felt more and more.

My diligence is meaningless at all!
Most of the time, no matter how hard you try, you can't find a solution to the problems raised by the memorial.

Even if a solution is found, it will not achieve the desired effect after implementation.

Put in the effort and get no rewards.

It's just so crushing!
"Obviously, I have compressed the rest time to the extreme!"

"Even when eating, I was reviewing memorials."

"Why did it end up like this in the end?"

The more Wu Mingkong thought about it, the more lost he felt.

The mood is depressed to the extreme.

She put down the memorial in her hand, only to feel a strong sense of powerlessness all over her body, and she was very tired.

Somehow.

At this time, Fang Xiu's figure once again appeared in her mind.

"Didn't the traitor always want to seek power and usurp the throne, I might as well just give him this position!"

"Let him also experience my difficulties!"

"Let's see if he still makes sarcastic remarks in the future!"

This idea only appeared for a moment, and she was immediately dismissed.

"You can't think like that!"

"Cheer up, don't be laughed at by that traitor!"

Wu Mingkong took a deep breath, patted his cheek, and tried his best to cheer himself up.

After resting for a while, he picked up the memorial again and began to review it.

In the face of riots, all she can do is to let the local government recruit militias to quell the rebellion.

after all.

Most of Daqian's troops were deployed at the border to guard against the neighboring states of Zhou, Wu, and Yan.

There is no way to deploy troops to counter the rebellion.

I only hope that the riots this time will be snuffed in the bud like the previous ones, and not cause too many consequences.

The Empress thought so.

at this time.

A crisp voice suddenly sounded.

"Your Majesty, it's time to eat."

The empress' personal maid, Lin Wan'er, came over with a bowl of porridge.

"It's noon again so soon."

The empress was a little dazed, and said, "Put it here."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Lin Wan'er put the porridge in front of the empress, looked at the empress expectantly, and said softly, "Your Majesty, today's porridge is different from the past, do you want to try it first?"

The empress originally wanted to wait until the memorials were reviewed before eating, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Lin Wan'er's expectant eyes, and couldn't bear to refuse.

At the same time, I was a little curious.

"It's just porridge, how can the taste be different from the past?"

With this curiosity.

The empress picked up the spoon and took a sip.

The white porridge enters the mouth, and the sweet taste spreads across the taste buds instantly.

What followed was a taste that had never been tasted before, which was difficult to describe in words.

Just feel delicious!

The queen's eyes lit up suddenly, and she sighed:
"It's much sweeter than before."

After speaking, he picked up the spoon again and dug a spoonful.

One, two, three.

After a while, half a bowl of porridge entered the empress' stomach unknowingly.

aside.

Seeing this scene, Lin Wan'er had a happy smile on her face.

Thanks to Fang Xiang for the sugar and monosodium glutamate.

Otherwise, His Majesty doesn't know when he can have a good meal.

To know.

She has not seen His Majesty have such a good appetite for a long time.

After a while.

A bowl of porridge was wiped out by the empress.

She put down the spoon, feeling a little unfinished.

Seeing this, Lin Wan'er hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, do you want the Imperial Dining Room to boil another bowl?"

The empress shook her head and said, "I've eaten enough today, I can't eat another bowl."

Lin Wan'er keenly grasped the details of the words.

Can't eat.

Rather than not wanting to eat.

In other words, His Majesty still wants to eat, but his stomach doesn't allow it.

There was a smile between her brows and eyes, and she said: "Then wait for an hour, and the servant will give orders."

Hearing this, Wu Mingkong didn't stop him, but looked at Lin Wan'er, and asked curiously:
"I see that today's white porridge is no different from the past, why is the taste so different?"

She couldn't figure it out.

It's just porridge.

It's nothing more than adding water to rice, and you can't make flowers anyway.

Why is today's life different from yesterday's?
Upon hearing this question, Lin Wan'er smiled, and replied:

"Returning to Your Majesty, it's because the Imperial Dining Room added two new seasonings to the porridge today, named sugar and monosodium glutamate!"

　Too many readers complain about the addition of monosodium glutamate to white porridge. Let me quibble here. The people of Xiangguo Mansion sent monosodium glutamate and white sugar to the palace. When the author was writing this paragraph, his brain was twitching, please give the author of the brain twitch a little more tolerance, thank you, woo woo woo...

　　
　
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