Yang Shaofeng, who endured the pain in his buttocks, did not deeply understand what a locust plague was until he saw the overwhelming army of locusts.

The locusts flew by, and in the blink of an eye they could turn an entire field into a pile of ruins, and occasionally a few of them would crash into a person and fall to the ground, and then they would flap their wings and catch up with the footsteps of the army and continue to fly to the next field.

The buzzing sound made by the locust army when it flew made Yang Shaofeng's face change again and again, and even Zhu Zhanji, who was about to taunt a few words next to him, was also frightened.

Lin Tang and Hu Shanxiang, who followed behind Yang Shaofeng and Zhu Zhanji, were already pale at this time, and the two women who had never seen the locust plague, even if one was the lady of Zhengyipin, and the other was the imperial concubine of the Ming Dynasty, they still instinctively had a trace of fear of the locust plague.

Yang Shaofeng moved, he didn't know how many locusts had been killed, the green juice was stained on the soles of his shoes, and there was an indescribable nausea.

Zhu Zhanji looked at Yang Shaofeng and said, "Do you still want to eat?" ”

Yang Shaofeng looked at Zhu Zhanji, and then at the locusts flying in the sky, with a slightly distorted face with a gritted hatred: "Eat!" Why don't you eat it? They eat the food of the common people, and I will drink them! ”

Zhu Zhanji motioned to Yang Shaofeng to look at the people in the distance: "Have you seen it?" They are planning to sacrifice to the locust god here, praying for the forgiveness of the locust god, and if you eat locusts, you are against them, and you still eat? ”

Yang Shaofeng ignored Zhu Zhanji, but strode towards the people in the distance, and only after getting closer, did he kick the offering table and shouted: "What locust god do you ask?" Go catch locusts for this officer! ”

The old farmer with snow-white hair didn't dare to get angry at Yang Shaofeng, but just knelt on the ground and begged: "Don't you dare, big lord, how can the locust god be easily provoked?" If you have captured the descendants of the locust god, this locust plague will not be able to survive! ”

The man next to the old farmer was obviously unwilling, but he didn't dare to refute because of the old farmer's trembling appearance, and just knelt down honestly beside the old farmer without saying a word.

Yang Shaofeng stared at the old farmer and said, "Without this little grain in the field, you will starve to death?" Well!? Is there a shortage of food in Jimo County? What locust god do you need to ask for? What can I do if I provoke him to the locust god? ”

After stomping his feet and trampling on a few locusts, Yang Shaofeng continued: "The official repeatedly, go and catch the locusts for the official, and the official will use the locusts to drink!" Also, the locusts caught are boiled in water and dried in the sun, and they cost a pound a penny! ”

A hint of intent flashed on the old peasant's face, and he was finally defeated by the fear of the locust god: "Big master, you can let Xiao Lao'er go, Xiao Lao'er's family, but just point to this little bit of food."

You knocked over the offering table, and the little old man stood up again, and when the locust god grandfather was full of food and drink, he could leave three or five buckets of food for the little old man, and he would not starve to death! ”

As soon as he heard the old farmer's words, Yang Shaofeng was immediately laughed angrily: "I think you are hungry!" ”

After finishing speaking, Yang Shaofeng no longer paid attention to the old farmer, but said to the man next to the old farmer: "Do you have ducks at home?" ”

The man knelt on the ground, first saluted Yang Shaofeng, and then got up and replied: "Back to the master, the villain's family has raised a hundred and ten ducks, thanks to the lord's blessing, the villain's family has also saved more than 20 treasure money this year." ”

Yang Shaofeng hummed and said, "Is it enough to buy food?" If there is no harvest in this field this year, will you starve to death? ”

A trace of hesitation finally appeared on the man's face, and there was a trace of cunning hidden under his honest expression: "It shouldn't be, right?" Doesn't it mean that the imperial court still has Changping and Jinongcang? The villain's family is a private household, and according to the rules, he can go to Jinongcang to borrow some grain? ”

Yang Shaofeng's face finally had a smile: "You're not stupid." Go and catch locusts for this official, the price of a penny and a catty, as long as you dare to catch it, you can save a few more taels of silver this year! ”

The man just wanted to agree, but the old farmer dragged the man down and cried: "Don't you dare!" Sir, this locust god is not a joke, you have annoyed the locust god, he will come back next year! ”

Yang Shaofeng suddenly shouted a little impatiently: "He dares!" ”

Qu raised his finger and pointed at himself, Yang Shaofeng continued: "You said just now, I am Wenqu Xing, what kind of thing is he locust god?" And the sao bao standing over there, it's him, that's the imperial grandson of the Ming Dynasty, and he is also the descendant of the Zhongji Ziwei Emperor Xingjun, the locust god dares to provoke him, isn't it the birthday star who always eats arsenic? ”

The old peasant was still begging: "Master, you are the Wenqu star in the sky, we are the mud lumps in the ground, we can't afford to provoke the locust god!" We are not short of food, but the locust god is not angry, and if he comes back next year, what should he do? ”

Zhu Zhanji, who had just walked over, didn't hear the words Sao Bao, but heard the words behind him, and just smiled and said to the old farmer: "He's right, what locust god are you afraid of?"

With him, the six-song champion Wenqu Xing, and the imperial grandson of the palace, here, you just catch the locusts and go back to your salted egg Zhixian to exchange money to buy meat, isn't the meat fragrant? ”

Hearing that Zhu Zhanji claimed to be the imperial grandson of the Ming Dynasty, the old farmer's expression finally changed, bowed to Zhu Zhanji, gritted his teeth and said to Zhu Zhanji: "Grandpa Tai is not thin on our people, since you want locusts, I will fight to offend the locust god, and I will also catch this locust for you!" ”

After saluting Zhu Zhanji, the old farmer turned to the man kneeling on the ground with tears in his eyes and ordered: "Go to the house and get the guys, catch the locusts!" ”

The man answered, and hurriedly ran in the direction of his home, and the other old farmers who also planned to sacrifice to the locust god almost all made the same choice - not to worship the locust god, catch the locust!

This time, it was not only the man kneeling on the ground who was stunned, but even Zhu Zhanji and Yang Shaofeng were stunned.

Zhu Zhanji never thought that even if Emperor Taizu Gao had passed away for so many years, he still had such a high prestige in the hearts of these ordinary people, and he could make these old peasants fight to offend the locust god and catch locusts for themselves.

I have received the legacy of Emperor Taizu Gao!

Yang Shaofeng also didn't expect that Wenquxing's identity was not good, and the identity of the salted egg county seemed to be a little unsightly, but it was not as important as Zhu Chongba, who had been dead for more than ten years, in the hearts of the people!

The two looked at each other, and after being stunned for a long time, Zhu Zhanji said, "Me? This? ”

Yang Shaofeng, who came back to his senses, sighed and said, "Is this something unclear? The people read the good son of Emperor Taizu Gao, so they went to catch locusts in the face of Emperor Taizu Gao, otherwise I am afraid that it will not be enough to rely on me, Wenqu Xing and you, the imperial grandson. ”

Hu Shanshen, who came over, said in a low voice: "That's what Uncle said." Your Highness, the people have a rod in their hearts, how you treat the people, the people will naturally treat you. Emperor Taizu Gao chased Mengyuan in the north, re-established the Han family's clothes, and was very good to the people, and the people naturally thought of Emperor Taizu Gao's good son. ”

Zhu Zhanji nodded, turned around and grabbed Hu Shanshen's hand, and said with a smile: "Yes, Madam is right, I wrote it down." ”

Yang Shaofeng glanced at Zhu Zhanji, turned around and grabbed his daughter-in-law's hand and said, "Let's go, let's go catch some locusts, go back and blow them up, and don't give them to these two people." ”

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Locusts, belonging to the class Insecta Orthoptera, locusts, have long and narrow forewings, powerful hind legs, like to live in groups, and can migrate long distances.

Locusts are coated in flour and fried, and they are golden in color, crispy in texture, rich in vitamins and egg white, making them a great accompaniment to snacks and ingredients.

The locusts are boiled in boiling water, dried and then ground into powder, which can be turned into a good medicinal dietary material, which can not only supplement nutrition, but also play a role in treating night blindness.

It's delicious, it's nutritious, and it basically meets the basic prerequisites for being eaten to extinction, Yang Shaofeng really can't imagine that there is nothing to be arrogant about locusts.

While muttering difficult words such as artificial breeding and eating protected animals, Yang Shaofeng fished out the locusts that had become golden in the pot, pinched one and handed it to Zhu Zhanji after controlling the dry oil, and said with a smile: "Taste it, this thing is very delicious, and when this wave of locusts is almost caught, it is estimated that you won't be able to eat it if you want to." ”

Zhu Zhanji took the locust and looked at it a few times, and was immediately frightened by the locust's slightly hideous appearance: "This thing looks so ugly, can it be delicious?" ”

Yang Shaofeng glanced at Zhu Zhanji, and said while walking towards the main house with the locusts on the plate: "Have you ever eaten stinky tofu?" That thing doesn't look good, does it? ”

"What stinky tofu?" Zhu Zhanji asked with some curiosity: "Can you still eat tofu if it stinks?" Not afraid of eating a bad stomach? ”

Yang Shaofeng was also stunned - don't you have stinky tofu yet? Do you want to invent it?

This thought just flashed through his mind, Yang Shaofeng, who was holding fried locusts, had already arrived in the house, and said to Zhu Laosi and Zhu Gaochi, who were already sitting in the room: "Grandpa Huang, father-in-law, how about you come to taste your grandson's craftsmanship?" ”

Zhu Gaochi's face was a little ugly, but he didn't dare to say anything else under Zhu Laosi's persecutive gaze, so he had to pick up a locust with a generous determination to go to righteousness, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

Zhu Laosi looked at Zhu Gaochi, the fat boy, suspiciously-his eyes lit up, and then he quickly chewed a few bites, and then a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, is this delicious or not?

After swallowing the locust, Zhu Gaochi saw Zhu Laosi looking at him with a curious gaze, so he unconsciously pulled the locust in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Erchen thinks it's not very fragrant, not very fragrant." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhu Gaochi pinched up two more locusts, stuffed them into his mouth with a face full of embarrassment, and said while chewing: "Something like this, Erchen barely ate it for his father, right?" ”

As soon as Zhu Gaochi's words fell, the four-legged gold-swallowing beast in Zhu Zhanji's house also pinched one and threw it into his mouth, and then opened his big eyes and said, "It's so fragrant!" ”