Ming Zuo

Chapter 793 New Military Provisions

In a city, as long as there are sufficient supplies of the three commodities of grain, salt, and cloth, there will be no chaos.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Yangzhou returned to its former prosperity.

The people on the street seemed to appear out of nowhere, and the entrances of major grain stores, salt stores, and cloth stores were all lined up with people.

They're all here to buy.

Later, when people found that they couldn't buy all the things no matter how much they bought, they became more confident and began to work on their own tasks, which relieved the pressure of panic buying.

Zuo Xiang is also in Yangzhou and very busy.

"Commander, this is the ledger. This trip has yielded amazing results. The Lianghuai salt merchants are as rich as an enemy country, and their reputation is indeed well-deserved."

Zuo Menggeng checked the ledger himself and couldn't help being surprised.

The salt merchants in Qin and Jin Dynasties were wiped out, followed by raids.

The cash collected from these merchants' homes alone was as much as [-] taels.

In addition to gold and silver jewellery, antique calligraphy and painting, silk satin, rare treasures and so on, it is impossible to count them without more than a month of effort.

Even Zuo Menggeng couldn't help but be moved when he saw the accounts.

If this is copied somewhere in the future...

Fortunately, he quickly sobered up and knew that such a bandit approach was not advisable.

But with this wealth that came out of thin air, many things can be done.

Zuo Menggeng looked at Fu Yijian.

"How about you being the mayor of Yangzhou?"

Fu Yijian was startled, he didn't expect that this matter would fall on his head.

"Commander, by your side..."

Fu Yijian was a little bit reluctant.

As Zuo Menggeng's attendant, he has great power and influence.

There are seventh-rank officials in front of the prime minister's gate, and he, the head of the attendant room, is even more powerful.

Once he left Zuo Menggeng's side, it was like losing the vines of a big tree, and he always felt unconfident.

But Fu Yijian didn't hesitate for too long.

His predecessor Fu Yusun is an example.

Apparently Zuo Menggeng didn't intend to let someone stay by his side for too long.

This is a way to balance power, and it also gives the secretary a certain room for improvement.

Always staying by Zuo Menggeng's side has great power, but it can only be hidden behind the scenes, and in the final analysis, the status is not high.

But after being released, as long as the ability is sufficient, the future is boundless.

For example, Fu Yusun, who is already a prince of one party, will ascend to the pavilion and pay homage to the prime minister in the future.

He cares more about other things.

"I'm leaving, who will take over?"

A tall and straight young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes walked behind Zuo Menggeng.

"Senior, I am Fu Xinyuan, the new director of the commander's attendant office, please advise."

Seeing this person, not only Fu Yijian, but Li Banghua, Wang Yun, and Qu Shixu also looked at each other in blank dismay.

this person...

Where did it come from?
As the commander-in-chief, Zuo Menggeng must be the focus of attention, and the smallest point around him will be infinitely magnified by countless pairs of eyes.

But this new Fu Xinyuan has never been seen before, and no one knows what kind of resume he has.

But since he was able to become the head of Zuo Menggeng's attendant room, he was obviously his absolute confidant.

The commander's ability to control... is really amazing.

Among these people, Fu Yijian was the most frightened.

He followed Zuo Menggeng all the time, claiming to be the person who knew the commander best.

But now a completely unfamiliar person appeared and took his place, but he didn't even notice the slightest sign of trouble.

This commander, does he really understand?
Fu Yijian forcibly suppressed his panic and put on a smiling face.

"Your surname is Fu too? Maybe we were one family five hundred years ago."

"Maybe."

Fu Xinyuan was taciturn, obviously he didn't want to have too much interaction with Fu Yijian.

Discovering this, Fu Yijian was secretly annoyed.

How did you lose your size?
"Come with me, let's hand over the work."

The big secretary next to Zuo Menggeng has changed, which should be a very important event.But everything happened very quickly, without giving the outside world any chance to react.

As for the newly appointed Fu Xinyuan, someone immediately began to investigate his situation.

But after a lot of busy work, they could only find helplessly that they couldn't find any clues about Fu Xinyuan at all.

This person seemed to have jumped out of a crack in the rock.

The first thing Fu Xinyuan did after taking office was to recommend a kind of food to Zuo Menggeng.

"On the way here, my subordinate ate a kind of noodles in the city. The taste is second to none. This subordinate just thinks that it can be used in the army."

Just the words "can be used in the military" are enough to attract Zuo Menggeng's attention.

In the afternoon, Zuo Menggeng and his party appeared at a street stall.

Along with him were Huang Sanhu, Fu Gang and other generals.

When had the noodle seller seen such a situation before, his round and fat face was about to twitch.

"Shopkeeper, is Gao's name?"

The peddler's mind is full of mud.

"Small... grassroots... untouchables..."

Zuo Menggeng smiled gently and said: "Don't be nervous, we just heard that your noodles are excellent, so come here and try them. You can't cook noodles like this."

Seeing that Zuo Menggeng was so amiable and the tough soldiers showed no hostility, the peddler finally calmed down.

"The young one is called Wang Wuqi, and he has been in the noodle business here since his ancestors. I didn't expect you, Commander, to know my noodle..."

Zuo Menggeng instructed: "Look at us people, just do what you need."

Wang Wuqi hastily started.

I saw him making dough on the chopping board, and then cutting it into thin strips.

First put the noodles in water and boil them again but didn't finish, then put them in the oil pan and fry them.

When the noodles come out of the oil pan, they are golden in color and crispy.

At this point, Wang Wuqi put the noodles in water and cooked them, then added seasoning and noodle soup, and finally brought them to Zuo Menggeng.

Wang Wuqi was very nervous.

He also didn't know if Zuo Menggeng liked the noodles he made.

If you don't like it, will you cut off your own head?
If you like it, then from now on...

Is this also considered imperial face?

Everyone looked at Zuo Menggeng, but he didn't move his chopsticks.

What is Zuo Menggeng doing?

He recalled how Wang Wuqi was working just now, and thunder was rolling in his mind.

This……

Isn't this instant noodles?

It never occurred to him that, after more than four hundred years of time and space, he could eat food that was everywhere in later generations at the end of Ming Dynasty.

How did he know that the bowl of noodles in front of him was the ancestor of instant noodles.

More than a hundred years later, Wang Wuqi's descendants went to work as cooks in the mansion of Yi Bingshou, the magistrate of Yangzhou.

Yi Bingshou saw how to make fried noodles and suggested adding eggs and noodles, which quickly became a rare delicacy.

Since then, Yi Mian has gradually become popular and has become a common and popular noodle dish in the south.

In the [-]s, Momofuku Ando developed instant noodles based on Yimen.

Zuo Menggeng raised his head, looked past Wang Wuqi, and looked at the noodles piled up on the chopping board, his thoughts began to drift away.

(End of this chapter)