With a bitter face, Yang Bailao seemed to be, listening to Prime Minister Cao Cheng's questioning, Wang Hou hurriedly served his father-in-law and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Dad...... no. Prime minister! You always let the small tricks, but more than 4,000 people point to the coal mine to eat! The lower officials also want to serve the country loyally, but they really can't afford it! ”

"! Does this make you recruit more than 4,000 at once? It's still the same thing, isn't it? Do you know how many baskets you have stabbed at once, and how many people in the DPRK and China have impeached you for plotting against you! It's all for you! You don't want to reciprocate, and you come to the prime minister to ask for benefits, and the prime minister sees that you don't want to be an official! ”

This year, Mr. Cao is already forty and seven, he has experienced a lot of winds and waves in his life, some are afraid of him like a tiger, some are suspicious, secretly like a snake, and there are also Guo Jia who is arrogant and arrogant, and is born frivolously, but like Wang Hou, who wants to go crazy every day for money, and takes advantage of him, Cao Cao is still the first time to encounter it, which really makes Mr. Cao have an urge to chop him.

This didn't happen before! Could it be that he went to the execution ground once, and his temperament changed dramatically?

What makes Cao Cao speechless is that after being so intimidated, Wang Hou's heart to make a bargain is still undiminished, and his old face is more like a bitter gourd.

"Your Excellency! Isn't this also to accumulate the dowry for the Red Festival......"

"Get out!"

didn't finish a sentence, in Mr. Cao's murderous eyes, Wang Hou had to quickly change his tone: "Xiaguan is also for the autumn harvest next year, don't you hand over a lot of food to the prime minister!" If all these tenants under the subordinate of Xia Guan starve to death, and there will be no way to get food in the autumn of the next year, won't you also lose! Besides, this is also good for you, Prime Minister, every month the overlord levies carbon fire from the Dong family, and pays 1,000 stone to corn, and Xiaguan's honeycomb coal is also easy to burn, and you don't need corn, as long as you give Xiaguan 1,000 stone every month to feed the horse's wheat! ”

"Wheat!"

These words finally made Cao Cao's face change slightly, but just when Wang Hou was secretly happy to play, Mr. Cao suddenly turned his head and yelled outside the door.

"Someone! Get that thing! ”

"Something?"

This time it was Wang Hou's turn to be confused.

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It's really a thing, in a big lamp, there are more than a dozen big white flour steamed buns neatly arranged! Wang Hou, who watched it, had a slight cool breeze on the back of his head.

This is the current ration in his house, and the whole house can eat white-flour steamed buns on the thirty-odd stewards, and the rest have to work hard to give him black-flour steamed buns with wheat bran, and he doesn't know that someone presented this steamed bun to Cao Cao as intelligence!

The most suspicious thing is the nine tigers and leopards that Mr. Cao sent him, but the nine of them are the least suspicious, because they gather together for dinner, and these guys are like starving ghosts at every meal, swallowing the steamed buns in front of them, and I don't know who is secretly spying on him.

But that's a later story, if you don't do a good job of Mr. Cao's public relations in front of you, he will have to go bankrupt and run out of grain if he can't survive spring plowing for another two months, so he is afraid that it will pass by, and Wang Hou will be stunned to face these frozen gray and white steamed buns.

"Prime Minister, what do you mean?"

"This is a staple food in your house?"

"Yes!"

"Made of wheat?"

"Yes!"

"How much can you make with one stone of wheat?"

Wang Hou is really confused, this is the Prime Minister's Mansion, not a food show, looking at Mr. Cao's solemn eyes, he shook his head sadly.

"The lower officials don't know! However, if you make white flour steamed bread, you need to sift off about half of the bran, and the steamed steamed bread is soft and delicious, if you don't sieve the bran, the steamed bread made is black, and the taste is rough and unpalatable, but the black flour steamed bread is more nutritious, in fact, it is better for people! ”

"And the bran sieved is not useless, it can be used to feed cattle and horses, and the horses in the Xiaguan Mansion are all fed with bran and forage, and there is no better than directly feeding wheat to lose fat."

I really don't understand why Cao Cao is so interested in cooking, but in order to win this big list, Wang Hou is hand dance, knowing everything, saying everything, and listening to the words Cao Cao pinched his chin and pondered, and for a full minute, he raised his head solemnly again.

"Can this thing be used as military rations?"

No wonder Cao Cao was so dignified for a small steamed bun, and the output of wheat exceeded corn by nearly one-third or even a small half, but the main way to cook wheat in this era was to throw it into the pot to cook porridge, but the wheat with wheat bran malt was no better than the husked corn or rice, it was difficult to cook and digest, and basically the wheat on the march was fed to the horses.

But now Wang Houneng can make the wheat soft and palatable, and the wheat has the possibility of replacing corn, and the reserves of millet in Taicang are only about 300,000 stones, but the wheat reserves of the livestock Cao are more than 900,000, if you can really use the wheat as military food, the military food in the coming year can be quadrupled, enough to fight several big battles!

Seeing that Mr. Cao was dignified, Wang Hou was confused again, and shook his head a little uncertainly.

"Fresh steamed buns will spoil in a few days, but if you dry them on a hot kang, they should last for about a year! When you eat it, soak it in water to soften, and you can continue to eat! ”

How long can dry steamed buns last, Wang Hou really doesn't know, but later generations of the West have used black bread as military food since the Roman era, and later generations of the Ming Dynasty also baked hollow flatbread as marching dry food.

And Wang Hou remembered that he had read an online story in later life, where the parents of a prisoner walked for a few months with a bag of steamed buns on their backs because of poverty, and then they went to visit their son in prison once, so he had a little confidence and reported for a year.

Cao Cao was very satisfied with this number, brushing his beard and nodding again, he hurriedly ordered: "Benxiang will give you seven days, you go back and dry the steamed bun you said, put it outside, and then come back to eat it for Benxiang!" ”

"Well, Prime Minister, the case of purchasing coal ......"

"Get out!"

Slammed the table, Mr. Cao Bo was colored, Huo Ran stood up, and his big sleeves waved out violently, which scared Wang Hou and urged him a little bit, so he quickly rolled out.

No way, Party A is always a father!

Fortunately, there is another sentence that the official university crushed people to death, and when he returned home, Wang Hou also waved his face at the Wang pole who rushed over with a fart: "Get out!" Go and get a basket of white-flour steamed buns for Master Ben to put on the kang to dry, and not a drop of water is allowed to stay! ”

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According to Mr. Cao's instructions, in seven days, Wang Hou carried a large basket of steamed buns that were dry and hard, and he entered the Prime Minister's Mansion again.

Eh, there is a little tail behind Cao Hongjie, it seems that every opportunity to make a meritorious contribution in front of Mr. Cao and show her face, this girl is not willing to miss it, I really don't know how her slave character was raised.

Not to mention, Wang Hou really showed his face, the last Huokang incident, Cheng Yu, Guo Jia, Xiahoudun and several other Cao Zong's cronies and generals arrived, this time it was even more lively, Xiahou Yuan, Cao Hong, Xu Chu, Yu Ban and a large number of Cao Zong's generals and generals all arrived, and a large group of powerful and powerful people looked at the big basket of steamed buns that Cao Hongjie carried in with his head held high and arrogant.

"Meet the Prime Minister!"

In front of the hall, Wang Hou and Cao Hongjie bowed together as husband and wife, and the beautiful beard of Mr. Cao, who watched this scene, couldn't help but tremble, and then waved his face helplessly.

"Wang Lingguan, distribute steamed buns to the generals!"

"Your subordinates obey!"

said that it was for Wang Hou to distribute it, but in fact, it was the attendants of the Prime Minister's Mansion who helped distribute it, all of them were yellow, and the hard steamed buns were distributed, except for Guo Jia, who had nothing to do and ate at Wang Hou's place, and Guo Jia, who had long been accustomed to eating steamed bread noodles, the rest of the general's army was even more hillbilly, holding the steamed buns as if fiddling with the mobile phone, looking left and right to see that the messing was endless.

Xu Chushi, who is still a lieutenant of the forbidden army, went up and bit his mouth, and he had a toothache, and his old face with excellent nutrition and shiny oil twitched, and he was the first to hug Cao Cao with an urn

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"Lord, this thing can't bite!"

"Wang Lingguan, how to eat it?"

If this thing is used as military food, it is bound to pass the approval of these personal users, it is estimated that this is also the reason why Mr. Cao summoned the generals, whether he can win this big list, it depends on the dissatisfaction of Party A's father today! Wang Hou hurriedly returned with his fists clenched.

"If you have the conditions, cook it for half a moment on a warm fire, and if you don't have the conditions, soak it in cold water for half an hour and you can eat it!"

"Our army is strong, so it's good to be ready, boiled!"

Whether or not to promote wheat in the armies is also very important to Cao Cao, if he succeeds today, he can triple the military rations next year, it is rare that he, the bidding director, is to release water, under his drinking order, a bronze tripod that is enough to enter the museum safe in the future generations was carried in, not to mention, the honeycomb coal offered by Wang Houjin who was burned at the bottom was also regarded as an advertisement for him.

Those hard big steamed buns were thrown into the big ding one after another, the advantages of coal were fully revealed, the thermal effect was several hundred degrees stronger than charcoal, and it could even be thousands of degrees stronger in closed cases, and in less than a few minutes, the big steamed buns that seemed to be quite thick boiled up, and the big steamed buns that were already hard were quickly dispersed with whom.

It was not for nothing that the ancients called steamed bread soup cakes, and after boiling for about ten minutes, the attendant held a bowl of steamed bread soup again, and a bowl was placed in front of a general's mansion.

Although I think this thing should be quite soft, it is a bit like Hu spicy soup in later generations, but just now Xu Chu's experience from the past, Brother Xiahou, Uncle Xun Yu and his nephew still had palpitations and did not move their chopsticks for a while, this time Guo Jia didn't care about a big spoon and stuffed it into his mouth first, and then nodded appreciatively.

"Yes, although there is no soft and firm taste of fresh steamed buns, but when cooked like this, there is a little more porridge feeling, if it is accompanied by broth, it is enough to float a big white!"

Seeing that this product has not been knocked out of a tooth or anything, the civil and military ministers also followed the spoon and started to move, I have to pity the ancients of this era, I have never eaten anything delicious, the most real thing is Xu Chu, snoring and pulling it into his mouth, like eating pig food.

In the end, it is still an elegant person, Xun Yu Xun Lingzhong elegantly pulled the spoon, and after tasting a few bites, he immediately put down the bowl and hugged his fist at Mr. Cao.

"Prime Minister, if this thing can really be stored for a year, the subordinate thinks that it is feasible!"

It's done! Wang Hou's heart of the liver, can't help but be happy!