The Ming Dynasty: Starting with the Somersault Cloud, Old Zhu was so envious he cried!

"What?!"

"Inviting the entire city to a feast?!"

As soon as Huang Zi'an finished speaking, the people below erupted in uproar.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Are you kidding me?"

"The entire city's population? Including the refugees, there are at least tens of thousands!"

"Even the county magistrate wouldn't dare say such a thing, would he?"

"Exactly! To feed tens of thousands of people? How many kilograms of grain and meat would that take?"

Among the crowd were spies sent by the Li family. Upon hearing this, one of them couldn't help but curl his lip and loudly proclaimed:

"Ha, in my opinion, they're just bragging!"

A man nearby countered, "That can't be right. Didn't Master Huang just say that the Imperial Envoy is a prince of the Ming Dynasty? He wouldn't lie to us poor people, would he?"

The scout scoffed, "So what if he's a prince of the Ming Dynasty? Does being a prince give you the right to brag?"

"He's even hosting a banquet for the entire city? I'd like to see how he handles this!"

As soon as he said this, many people around him immediately echoed his sentiments.

"Exactly! It's all talk and no action!"

"I bet he'll just find another excuse to slip away later!"

"What prince? I think he's just a fraud!"

Doubts and ridicule arose one after another.

The people who were just shouting "Long live the Sixth Prince" are now wavering again.

There's no way around it; inviting over 100,000 people to dinner is just too outrageous.

It's so outrageous it's unbelievable.

However, Huang Zian offered no explanation in the face of these questions.

He simply stood on the stands, smiling as he watched the crowd below. Only after everyone had finished speaking did he slowly begin to say:

"I know you may not believe what I'm saying, but facts speak louder than words."

"Whether it's true or not, everyone will find out soon enough."

Having said that, he stopped talking nonsense, raised the gong in his hand, and struck it three times forcefully.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of a gong rang out.

Zhu Ming, who was in the shed, perked up immediately upon hearing the three gong sounds.

He turned around, flexed his fingers, and his knuckles made a "crackling" sound.

The little guy grinned, revealing a set of tiny white teeth: "Now let's have a big fight!"

Empress Ma and Xu Miaoyun stood aside, watching him curiously.

Zhu Ming first took out a food tablecloth from his pocket, then shook it and spread it on the table in front of him.

The tablecloth had just been laid out.

"Whoosh!"

The next second, a table full of steaming hot food appeared out of thin air on the tablecloth!

Braised pork belly, steamed fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, Kung Pao chicken, Mapo tofu...

Chicken, duck, fish, meat, delicacies from land and sea—you name it, we have it!

The rich aroma instantly filled the entire shed.

Empress Ma and Xu Miaoyun, who were standing to the side, had seen this magical artifact before.

But every time I see it, I can't help but be amazed.

This is amazing.

However, Zhu Ming did not stop.

He then took a mirror out of his pocket and placed it on the table.

And this mirror is the replica he just received this morning.

A black cloth was covering the mirror.

Before tearing off the black cloth

Zhu Ming turned to Empress Ma and Xu Miaoyun and said, "Mother, Sister Miaoyun, stay away from this mirror, don't let it reflect your image."

Empress Ma, upon hearing this, asked with some confusion, "What would happen if it were photographed?"

Zhu Ming was about to explain when Xu Miaoyun had already realized what was going on.

She quickly grabbed Empress Ma's arm, pulled her aside, and explained in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, this mirror is called the Copy Mirror. Whatever it reflects will be copied."

"What if the photo hits someone..."

She didn't continue speaking, but the meaning was already quite clear.

Empress Ma's expression immediately changed, and she quickly took several steps back, keeping a safe distance from the mirror.

Are you kidding me!

If the light hits a person, wouldn't it create two versions of yourself?

That would be outrageous!

(Zhu Chongba: What a wonderful thing! Two girls, double the happiness!)

Meanwhile,

Seeing that the two had retreated far away, Zhu Ming nodded in satisfaction.

He took a deep breath and ripped off the black cloth covering the replica mirror!

"Whoosh!"

The black cloth fell down, and the mirror shimmered with a strange light.

Zhu Ming pointed the mirror at the food on the table.

Next second,

With a flash of light from the mirror, an extra serving of food appeared out of nowhere on the table!

One table of delicious food turned into two!

All the delicacies above are exactly the same.

As soon as the two tables of delicious food appeared, Zhu Ming shouted at the top of his lungs, "Someone! Bring the dishes out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several constables who had been waiting outside the tent for a long time immediately lifted the canvas and crawled inside.

However, as soon as they entered the room, they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when they saw the two large tables full of delicious food.

"My goodness!"

"What...what's going on?!"

Several constables stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, their faces showing expressions of utter disbelief.

Who built this shed?

They built it!

They knew better than anyone what was inside!

There wasn't even a stove, let alone food!

Where did all these two large tables of braised pork, steamed fish, and sweet and sour pork ribs come from?

Could it have been produced by magic?

The constables looked at each other, and they all saw shock and confusion in each other's eyes.

Seeing them standing there in a daze, Zhu Ming raised an eyebrow and said:

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and bring the dishes!"

The constables suddenly realized what was happening and hurriedly picked up the plates and headed out.

But just as they reached the door, one of the constables stopped, turned around, and said hesitantly:

"Your Highness..."

"I just took a quick look, and there are tens of thousands of people outside!"

"These two tables of food probably won't be enough for us, will they?"

Upon hearing this, the other constables also stopped in their tracks and turned to look at Zhu Ming.

Yes!

There are tens of thousands of people outside!

There aren't even enough dishes for two tables, and one chopstick per person isn't enough!

Zhu Ming glanced at them and sneered:

"Who said there were only these two tables?"

"Just take the food away."

Although the constables were puzzled, they dared not ask any more questions since His Highness had spoken, and could only obediently do as he was told.

After all the dishes on the table were served.

Zhu Ming picked up the replication mirror and lightly waved it on the table.

"Whoosh!"

A flash of light appeared on the mirror.

The next second, two more tables full of delicious food appeared on the table!

Steaming hot and smelling delicious, it's exactly the same as the two tables we just sat on!

The constables, who were carrying dishes and hadn't yet stepped out the door, inadvertently turned their heads and witnessed this scene.

They all froze on the spot.

"This...this..."

They held dishes in their hands, their lips trembling, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

If they weren't still holding plates in their hands

By now, they would probably have already knelt down with a thud, kowtowing frantically to Zhu Ming, shouting "A god has descended to earth!"

With a wave of the mirror, two tables of dishes appeared out of thin air.

What else could this be but divine intervention?!

Looking at their unsophisticated expressions, Zhu Ming waved his hand dismissively and said:

"Alright, alright, stop standing there and get to work!"

"After the deed is done, each person will receive one hundred taels of gold!"

One hundred taels of gold?!

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the yamen runners and the servants in Master Huang's household lit up instantly.

That's a hundred taels of gold!

Those of them who work as servants, even if they work hard all their lives, they can't save up a hundred taels of silver, let alone gold!

Your Highness is going to give them one hundred taels of gold?!

The group of people immediately became as energetic as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and they were all full of energy and enthusiasm.

"Your Highness, rest assured! We will certainly do our best!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Serving dishes is a small matter, we'll take care of it!"

"Make way! Make way! Don't block His Highness's spellcasting!"

A group of people rushed forward, grabbed the plates, and ran outside. They were much faster than when they were chasing thieves.