The so-called rescue soup is Huainan beef soup.

When Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin went on an expedition, he was trapped in Nantang, with no rescuers outside and no grain and grass inside.

It was the local people who slaughtered their own cattle, boiled them into a big pot of soup, and sent them to the Zhao camp.

The rumors are like this, but I don't know if it was spontaneous or forced.

Later, Zhao Kuangyin and Chen Qiao mutinied, ascended the throne and became the emperor, and the folk called this beef soup "rescue soup".

The special snacks of Fengyang Mansion evoke Zhu Yuanzhang's childhood memories.

Looking at the hot beef soup, he was instantly in a good mood.

The Ming Dynasty stipulated that cattle could not be slaughtered privately.

Even if it is a ploughing cow, if it is injured or sick, it can be peeled by going to the government to report.

Beef in the Ming Dynasty was cheaper than pork.

In the 21st century, no one has raised cattle in the countryside for 40 years, and there is still a lot of beef in the market.

In the feudal dynasty, almost every family raised cattle, and the number of cattle was second only to people.

The last thing that is lacking is cattle!

"When my grandfather was a child, he herded cattle for Rich Liu's family, and they had to eat beef in the soup, so I slaughtered the cow."

Zhu Yuanzhang recalled: "The soup boiled by the cow is really fragrant!" ”

"At that time, the eight of us ate several meals, and there was only one ox tail left!"

He laughed out loud.

This incident was in a uproar in Fengyang at that time.

Zhu Yunxi said with a smile: "Eight children and a cow, the sun and the moon shine on Kyushu!" ”

"Hey, have you heard my story?" Zhu Yuanzhang was surprised.

Of course I did...... The whole country has heard it.

"Previously, my grandson practiced in Fengyang, and I often heard the children say this ballad, and some old people told me." Zhu Yunxi said.

Zhu Yuanzhang's vanity was satisfied, and he drank another bowl of beef soup.

In addition to the beef broth, there are also thin pancakes that are more fragrant than yakiniku!

The grandparents and grandchildren ate happily, bowl after bowl.

The plainclothes brocade guards around were stunned!

The dignified Emperor Ming and the imperial grandson, can you eat it like this?

I ate a few biscuits outside just now, and I eat so many here?

Wronged in the palace?

After you have eaten and drunk enough, make the payment.

Zhu Yuanzhang still uses Daming treasure banknotes.

The shopkeeper looked embarrassed and shook his head: "Don't accept it, don't accept it!" ”

Zhu Yuanzhang thought that the denomination he was holding was too big.

Think about it, it costs more than 100 yuan to eat a meal, and you always get it yourself, and it feels like it's a big deal?

It has always been a thousand Wen, which is equivalent to one tael of silver.

So Zhu Yuanzhang took out the Daming treasure banknote worth 100 Wen in front of him, and added eight copper plates.

"One hundred and eight texts, just right!"

The shopkeeper looked at the Daming treasure banknotes and copper plates on the table, and felt that his IQ had been insulted.

He said with an unkind face: "You're here to find fault, right?" ”

Zhu Yuanzhang said patiently: "This meal is not one hundred and eight? ”

The shopkeeper nodded: "It's one hundred and eight wen." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang asked again: "The money on the table is not one hundred and eight?" ”

The store sneered: "If you want to eat the overlord meal, just say it!" ”

"Bastard thing!"

Lao Zhu became angry on the spot, and slapped the table: "What bastard are you talking about!" ”

An angry shout immediately aroused the strong onlookers around the diners.

"Grandpa, stop the anger!"

Zhu Yunxi steadied himself and beckoned Ma He.

Ma He understood and handed the store a penny of silver: "Talk to our master!" ”

When the shopkeeper saw that it was silver, he immediately changed his expression: "Okay, good!" It's me who is cheap! ”

"Wait!"

He was just about to leave, but Zhu Yuanzhang shouted: "Why don't you collect treasure money?" ”

He finally saw what the problem was.

The shopkeeper looked at Zhu Yunxi, and then looked at Zhu Yuanzhang.

Seeing the old man's dignified appearance and his entourage, his attitude became respectful: "The small shop does not accept treasure money, please forgive the old man!" ”

"This treasure money is a coin issued by the imperial court, why don't you accept it?"

When Zhu Yuanzhang finds a problem, he will get to the bottom of it.

He came out to micro-service, just to find a problem.

As a currency issued by the imperial court, the Daming treasure banknote represents the credibility of the imperial court to a certain extent.

Now the vendors don't accept it!

Is this still worth it?

Do not recognize the imperial court?

Zhu Yunxi decided not to be a dumb person anymore, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa, the treasure money is becoming more and more worthless, so they don't dare to accept it." ”

Sure enough, Zhu Yuanzhang was furious: "The imperial court clearly stipulates that treasure banknotes have always been discounted into copper coins for 1,000 wen, silver for one tael, and treasure banknotes for four times for gold, why is it worthless?" ”

In the soup house, someone sneered: "Old man, where did you come from, I don't know that you have always been a treasure banknote, can you only fold copper coins for 160 yuan?" ”

Treasure banknotes can only be exchanged for 160 wen?

Not only Zhu Yuanzhang was shocked, but even Zhu Yunxi, who had long heard that Daming treasure banknotes were worthless, was also taken aback.

Daming treasure banknotes have only been issued for more than ten years, and this depreciation speed is too outrageous, right?

This thing was abolished in the Zhengde Dynasty.

At this rate of depreciation, how did it last for a hundred years?

Only then did Zhu Yuanzhang realize.

Just now, which hawker is of noble character and doesn't want a hundred Wen, it's obviously a loss-making business!

A merchant with a strong Jindi accent spoke.

"In the eighth year of Hongwu, the treasure banknote had just come out, and it had always been able to be used as a thousand wen, and in the twenty-third year of Hongwu, the treasure banknote had always been only convertible into two hundred and fifty copper coins."

A sigh appeared in the merchant's eyes: "Now, it can only be exchanged for one hundred and sixty wen, who dares to use it?" ”

His words struck a chord with everyone.

One person below said: "According to a certain opinion, it is caused by too much circulation. ”

The merchant nodded slowly.

Another person said, "Although treasure money is convenient, it cannot be exchanged for gold and silver, how is this different from waste paper?" ”

There is a lot of gossip in the soup house.

Zhu Yuanzhang's face was a little unnatural, but he still listened carefully to the people's complaints.

"Don't say it, the old half-immortal is here!"

Someone shouted.

Diners quickly checked out and flocked out.

"What old half-immortal?"

Out of curiosity, Zhu Yunxi followed the crowd and saw a white cloth sign erected.

The words "Divine Calculation" and "Measuring Literal Physiognomy" are written on it.

Fortune teller?

Just listen to the conversation between the two in the soup house.

"I heard that old half-immortal, fortune-telling is very accurate, and he can predict the future!"

"How is that possible!"

"Don't believe it, yesterday the old half-immortal calculated that the great luck of the Duke of Xu in the east of the city was coming, and today he really found a thousand taels of gold under the ancestral house!"

"Really, I'm going to do the math too!"

Two passers-by ran over in a hurry.

A conversation made Zhu Yuanzhang frown.

Is there really such a powerful person in this world?

He thought of the past when he was a monk and asked someone to tell his fortune.

Without saying a word, he walked to the fortune-telling stall.

Zhu Yunxi hurriedly followed.

It was an old Taoist in a Taoist robe.

He sat quietly at the small table, and the four big words behind him were particularly conspicuous: Clever Calculation!

There are many people who come to tell fortunes, just like the scene of chasing stars in later generations, the old Taoist priest received them one by one in a hurry.

With so many customers, there's something to this old way......

Zhu Yunxi stood beside Lao Zhu and stopped to watch.

The people next to him were still talking.

I heard that this old half-immortal is very famous in the Zhili area.

Even the dignitaries and nobles of the Beijing Division like to find this Taoist priest to predict any problems.

It's just because this Taoist priest's prophecy is very effective!

Zhu Yuanzhang was silent and watched for a while.

There are more people who count fortune and marriage.

In life, you can't escape the torture of money and love......

Zhu Yunxi suddenly had a whim.

Can he calculate the fate of the traverser?

didn't allow him to think too much, Zhu Yuanzhang beside him had already squeezed to the front, and asked a question that interested everyone.

"Dao Chief, how long do you think I can live?"

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at Lao Dao.