The Emperor of the Apocalypse sighed and said, "Although transportation is not a problem, money is a big problem. According to you, the disaster area is vast and crowded, so it will inevitably cost a lot of money. Although the salt policy reform you proposed last time has saved a large amount of salt tax for the Ming Dynasty, the Ming family has a big business, and there are not a few places to use money.

Besides, it is good for a gentleman to give money and food to the victims of the disaster, but it is also easy for them to develop the habit of laziness. Then they will wait for relief in the year of disaster, and they will also wait for relief in good years. This may not be a good thing for Daming. ”

Zhu Youcheng secretly slandered himself: This Emperor of the Apocalypse, like his grandfather Emperor Wanli, is also a stingy ghost. Originally, after the reform of the salt industry, the extra taxes were enough to pay for the military expenses of Liaodong, but he did not stop collecting Liaodong salaries, and he was not afraid of bursting the treasury.

However, Zhu Youcheng prepared early, and he said confidently: "The emperor doesn't need to worry, I still have a weapon to deal with the disaster year, that is, sweet potatoes and potatoes." Sweet potatoes and potatoes are drought tolerant and can be harvested in case of drought. In this way, less money and food can be allocated to the disaster area. ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse asked suspiciously, "What is that?" Can you eat it? ”

"Didn't Mr. Xu Guangqi give it to the emperor? He took all the greenhouses in Huangzhuang to plant sweet potatoes and potatoes, and according to the season, he has already harvested by now. Is he reluctant to hand it over? ”

Zhu Youcheng is a little strange, that old man is a quick temper, will he hide it when he has a harvest?

The Emperor of the Apocalypse patted his head and said, "Do you mean those baskets of 'soil eggs'?" I saw that they looked ugly, and I didn't know how to eat them, so I threw them into the imperial dining room, and I don't know if they lost them? ”

"Hurry up, that's a baby."

The Emperor of the Apocalypse called a eunuch and told him to hurry to the imperial dining room to bring those "dirt eggs".

Less. Several eunuchs came in with a large basket of things.

Zhu Youcheng took a look, and the potatoes and sweet potatoes in it were mixed together.

Xu Guangqi is a scientist and acts quite rigorously, this should not be done by him, it is estimated that the imperial chef in the imperial dining room thought it was garbage, so he mixed it up. Look at the big basket. Dirty on the outside, like a garbage basket. If it's a day or two too late, this thing won't be found.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse was not too dirty, grabbed a potato, and asked, "How can you eat this?" Is it eaten raw? Or are you cooked and shelled and eaten? ”

Zhu Youcheng smiled and said, "The one caught by the emperor is called a potato, also called a potato boy, and it must not be eaten raw." Not only can it not be eaten raw, but it is also not allowed to be eaten when it has sprouted. Poisonous. The larger inside of the basket is called sweet potato, also called sweet potato, which can be eaten raw or cooked. However, I recommend eating it roasted because the roasted sweet potatoes are fragrant and glutinous. ”

King Xin's index finger moved, and he said, "Brother Emperor, why don't we ask Brother Cheng to make potato and beef stew." I ate it once last time in Xufu, and I still have a lot of aftertaste. It's a pity to finish eating it once. Mr. Xu Guangqi said that the potatoes and sweet potatoes should be kept as seeds, and he would not give us another grain to eat. ”

Looking at the salivating appearance of King Xin. The Emperor of the Apocalypse couldn't help but be a little fascinated.

Thinking of Xu Guangqi's nervous appearance of protecting the seeds, Zhu Youcheng couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty, are Mr. Xu's potatoes and sweet potatoes dedicated to the emperor to eat, or are they given as seeds?" ”

"It's been a long time ago, how do I remember? I guess it was given to me to try. My heart is the world, if it is a seed. That's not enough. At least 20,000 catties. ”

Zhu Youcheng smiled relievedly and said, "That's right." The yield per mu of potatoes and sweet potatoes is two or three thousand catties, and even six or seven thousand catties are planted well. Mr. Xu robbed my land to grow potatoes and sweet potatoes, and I don't know how many catties I harvested and ate a little bit. He's not going to turn on me......"

The Emperor of the Apocalypse's hand holding the potato trembled, as if holding a peerless treasure.

He asked excitedly, "Brother Cheng, how much do you say this thing is produced?" ”

"Two or three thousand pounds...... Estimation of conservative points. Zhu Youcheng was a little inexplicable.

As a traverser, Zhu Youcheng has long been accustomed to the high yield of potatoes and sweet potatoes, how did he know the impact of such a high yield of crops on the Ming people.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse said excitedly, "Brother Cheng, let's make these two things first." As long as it's delicious...... No, as long as it's not unpalatable, I'll promote this thing to the whole of Daming. With this artifact, the Ming Dynasty will surely last forever! ”

The eunuch is naturally very discerning, knowing that Zhu Youcheng is the favorite minister of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and he is not a cook invited from outside, so he will not lead him to the imperial dining room.

He hurriedly brought a few cooks from the imperial dining room, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, a stove, an iron pot, and in addition to that, a large piece of beef.

With an assistant, Zhu Youcheng, a lazy man, quickly turned into a gentleman - he didn't use his words.

He first instructed a few eunuchs to collect the dead branches and leaves under the big tree, pile them together, light the fire, and then throw a few sweet potatoes directly into the fire.

Then he asked the cook to peel the potatoes and cut them into small pieces.

Then, Zhu Youcheng taught the imperial chef step by step how to make a fragrant and delicious potato beef stew.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse watched with interest as the potatoes and beef slowly tumbled in the pot, and the slightest aroma gradually became stronger, gradually permeating the courtyard.

At this moment, I heard a scream outside: "Oh no, the emperor's bedroom is on fire!" ”

Then I heard footsteps outside, and it seemed that many people were rushing towards the place.

Zhu Youcheng was taken aback, didn't someone break into the palace? Could it be that the information for the ball is wrong, and Jiannu's target is not himself, but the Emperor of the Apocalypse?

Before entering the palace, Zhu Youcheng had already handed over his weapon to the guards guarding the door, and now he was unarmed.

However, the artist is bold, and Zhu Youcheng is not afraid.

He turned his head and smiled at the Emperor of the Apocalypse, meaning to reassure him, and walked towards the gate.

Children are innocent and have no sense of crisis. The little princess Huaining, who was picking flowers in the corner, didn't pay attention to the movement outside, she raised her head, cocked her cute little nose, sniffed, and then walked towards the stove.

Zhu Youcheng, King Xin, and Emperor Tianqi were in a hurry, because Duke Huaining was going to come to the stove, and he was bound to pass through the gate.

And looking at the chaos outside, nine percent of those people will break the door and rush in.

When the time comes, those people will rush in, even if they have no ill will towards Princess Huaining, they will not be able to stop their feet, and this cute little princess will be trampled to death.

Zhu Youcheng shouted: "Come here!" ”

King Xin shouted, "Go back!" ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse shouted, "Get out of the gate!" ”

Three people, three different orders, Princess Huaining was a little at a loss for a while, and finally the fragrance attracted the princess, and she continued to run towards the stove.

Zhu Youcheng originally walked calmly towards the gate, and when he saw that Princess Huaining was about to be in danger, he took three steps and two steps, picked up the princess, and then turned around and avoided the position of the gate.

There was a "bang", and the door was slammed open. If the princess is still standing in her place, I am afraid that she will not be blown away by the open door.

Zhu Youcheng broke out in a cold sweat, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse and the King of Xin also put their hands on their foreheads, even calling them lucky.

Knocking open the door was a group of eunuchs carrying buckets and basins, and the leader was Zhu Youcheng's old acquaintance Liu Ruoyu.

It turned out that Zhu Youcheng commanded the eunuch to set fire to the courtyard, and the smoke rose to the sky. The palace of the Ming Dynasty caught fire many times, and the eunuchs were almost frightened into frightened birds, and when they saw the smoke, they thought it was on fire, so they called friends to fight the fire.

Seeing the Emperor of the Apocalypse standing safely inside, the eunuchs were stunned, what was going on?

The sharp-eyed eunuch found a bonfire lit in the middle of the courtyard, which was not allowed. Most of the houses in the Forbidden City are civil structures, which have high requirements for fire prevention, and no random fire is allowed anywhere except for the imperial dining room.

However, when they saw that the Emperor of the Apocalypse was present, no one opened their mouths to mention the matter.

When they saw the emperor setting fire to play, their hearts were relieved. Because no matter which dynasty or generation of emperors, no matter how mediocre and ridiculous they are, there is no way to burn the palace to play. Besides, even if the emperor wants to burn the palace, who can take care of these eunuchs?

The people in front knew that there was an oolong and wanted to retreat, while the people behind didn't know what was going on, so they were anxious to put out the fire and squeezed forward. As a result, there was a small traffic jam at the entrance of the palace. (To be continued......)