Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

"Look at what you said. Here, even if the King of Hell comes, he will have to kneel down before you obediently!"

"Otherwise, we brothers will not let him off!"

After saying this, he raised his voice and shouted at the others.

"Brothers, don't you agree?!"

"Yes!"

Everyone responded loudly in unison.

This feeling is great!

Zhu Youxiao could tell that they were not flattering him out of concern for the emperor's power.

Being with these people is more relaxing than facing the court.

At least, these people are much simpler than the court officials!

He looked at He Hengfeng and the soldiers around him and smiled, a very happy smile.

"Hahahaha!"

"it is good!"

"I went to Southeast Asia a few days ago and brought back a lot of good things. I will give you a snack today!"

The soldiers cheered immediately upon hearing this, but there was not a single disorder in their steps.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

"Your Majesty, is there any meat?"

Zhu Youxiao subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw Lu Xiangsheng who had heard the news and rushed over.

Chapter 201 Look, this is a real man!

The Lu Xiangsheng in front of him had become much darker than before.

Although it is still winter, he is still shirtless, and his slightly bulging eight-pack abdominal muscles make it hard to believe that he was a scholar serving as a prefect just a few months ago.

“Hahahaha, yes!”

Zhu Youxiao laughed and slapped him on the shoulder, which resulted in his hands being covered in sweat.

The dinner at Shenjiying not only includes meat, but also shrimp.

The meat was purchased by Wei Zhongxian, and the shrimps were dried goods brought back by Zhu Youxiao from the south.

Although the quantity is limited and we cannot guarantee that everyone will have a portion, it is still possible to add more water and drink the soup in portions.

Of course, it is impossible to put a dried shrimp in a pot.

By the time everyone finished the training, the cook had already delivered the food to the table under the supervision of Wei Zhongxian.

Zhu Youxiao washed his face with clean water, threw the handkerchief on the basin rack behind the door, and looked at the food on the table.

Shrimp and egg soup...

Pork stewed with cabbage...

Fried eggs with chives...

Scallion tofu...

Stir-fried yam and black fungus...

Feeling exhausted and smelling the not-so-delicious big pot of food, Zhu Youxiao admitted that he was greedy...

He walked to the main seat and sat down, and asked Lu Xiangsheng to sit opposite him.

Wei Zhongxian was serving on the side. Seeing Zhu Youxiao eating so voraciously, he couldn't help but remind him from time to time.

"Your Majesty, please pay attention to your manners, your manners!"

"Your Majesty, please eat slowly, don't choke..."

Although he said that, he couldn't hide the happiness on his face.

The emperor’s good appetite is better than anything else!

As long as the emperor can stay healthy, I, this old man, will definitely live to the end of my life!

While eating, Lu Xiangsheng suddenly put down his bowl and chopsticks and said with a worried look on his face.

"Your Majesty, I would like to make a suggestion."

"Just say it!"

Zhu Youxiao didn't even raise his head and continued to show off the food in his bowl.

But what Lu Xiangsheng said next forced him to stop.

"I request that the soldiers' meat be reduced from one meal a day to one meal every three days."

Zhu Youxiao frowned when he heard this: "Why?"

The current Shenjiying is different from other armies of the Ming Dynasty.

Under normal circumstances, the Ming army conducted drills every three days, and even this was a very rare occurrence.

Most of the time, they conduct drills every five or ten days. There are even many recruits who have never received any drills from the time they join the army until they go to the battlefield.

But the Shenji Battalion is conducting high-intensity training every day. If nutrition cannot be guaranteed, these soldiers will probably only have one fate, and that is to be trained to death!

Lu Xiangsheng's expression seemed somewhat helpless, and he explained slowly.

"Your Majesty may not know that the price of meat in the market has increased by half compared to the previous year!"

"Before, a pound of meat only cost thirty coins, but now, you may not even be able to buy it for fifty coins."

"The 50,000 troops in the Shenji Battalion have been fully recruited. The situations in the 3,000-man Battalion and the 5th Army Battalion are similar to those here."

"150,000 people, according to your request, if each person eats one ounce of meat per day, that would mean a consumption of nearly 10,000 kilograms of meat, or about 70 pigs."

"It's no exaggeration to say that these days, almost 90% of the pigs raised by the people near the capital have been eaten by these brothers under my command."

"If this continues, I'm afraid..."

Zhu Youxiao understood!

It's not about money, it's about the times.

When food is a problem for people, where can we get so much surplus food to raise pigs?

When ordinary people raise pigs, they usually feed them with swill mixed with grass.

This kind of breeding method is destined to make it difficult for large-scale pig farms to emerge.

Even so, only one or two out of ten families can afford to raise pigs.

It's not just pigs, the same is true for sheep!

After pondering for a moment, Zhu Youxiao turned around and looked at Wei Zhongxian.

"Where is Song Yingxing now?"

Wei Zhongxian quickly replied: "In reply to your Majesty, I heard that he went to Fangshan a few days ago for the sweet potato issue."

"Go and call him back, and tell him that I have something to explain to him in person."

After saying this, Zhu Youxiao smiled at Lu Xiangsheng.

"Don't worry. In my plan, every citizen of Ming Dynasty will be able to eat meat."

"If even these guys in the Beijing camp have no meat to eat, wouldn't it be a joke?"

"I know what's going on. Just do as usual."

Lu Xiangsheng's eyes widened immediately: "Your Majesty, what you just said is that every citizen should be able to eat meat?"

In this age when many people still rely on eating Guanyin soil to fill their stomachs, letting everyone eat meat, this...

If such a thing were included in the List of Gods, it would be a great wish that could enable one to attain sainthood instantly!

Zhu Youxiao nodded solemnly.

"That's right!"

"Only when the people are well fed and well fed, can the Ming Dynasty be considered truly revived!"

"Lu Guancao!"

"Come, use soup instead of wine, drink this bowl and help me achieve this ideal!"

As he spoke, he picked up the soup bowl and smiled at Lu Xiangsheng.

Born as a local official, Lu Xiangsheng was well aware of the sufferings of the people. Upon seeing this, he immediately stood up, held his soup bowl in both hands, and tapped it lightly on the bottom of Zhu Youxiao's bowl.

"As a minister, I will go through fire and water!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he drank the whole bowl of soup.

Zhu Youxiao also smiled and put the bowl to his mouth, but he spat it out as soon as he took a sip.

He looked at Lu Xiangsheng with a confused look on his face.

Damn, isn't it hot......

At this moment, Lu Xiangsheng wiped his mouth, stood up and bowed.

"Your Majesty, I have finished my meal. I will go back and prepare for tomorrow's training!"

After saying that, he turned around and left the barracks.

Zhu Youxiao looked at his departing back, then looked at the empty bowl on Lu Xiangsheng's seat, and his heart was filled with admiration.

Look, this is a real man!

But what he didn't know was that as soon as Lu Xiangsheng walked out the door, he started to burst into snot and tears.

After taking a quick look around, he took a running start, jumped high, grabbed a handful of snow from the roof and stuffed it into his mouth.

Nima!

Tongue.......

Lost consciousness........

Chapter 202 Anti-addiction

Zhu Youxiao did not return to the palace that night, but stayed in the Shenjiying.

Just as I covered myself with the quilt and prepared to go to sleep, I heard someone knocking on the door.

"Your Majesty, it's time to take the medicine!"

It was Liu Yue's voice.

Zhu Youxiao smiled bitterly and shook his head, and asked Wei Zhongxian, who was sleeping in the outer room, to open the door.

Looking at the graceful figure walking in, he said helplessly.

"Girl, can I not drink this medicine?"

It’s been a whole month!

He drinks a bowl of Chinese medicine every morning and evening. Now his farts smell like Chinese medicine.

too difficult!

Upon hearing this, Liu Yue bowed and said, "Your Majesty, for the sake of Ming, please drink the medicine!"

After saying that, he took out the medicine.

However, this time the medicine was no longer served in a jade bowl, but in a bamboo tube.

For the Ming Dynasty!

Zhu Youxiao wanted to cry, this hat was too big...

He took the bamboo tube, put it to his mouth, pinched his nose and drank it in one breath.

Huh?