Daming: At the beginning, recognize Zhu Yuanzhang as grandfather!

Chapter 38 You are Heroes!
"This... is this the salt made by the prince?"

Li Jinglong stared at Huang Xiongying with big eyes.

Huang Xiongying nodded.

"hiss--"

Li Jinglong secretly took a deep breath, the salt in front of him was small and uniform, and it was as white as snow, without any impurities, just by looking at it, you could tell it was a good product!
Gently grabbed a handful with his hand, Li Jinglong stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Ok……

Salty, pure salty!

And there is no trace of peculiar smell!

Li Jinglong stood there dumbfounded as if someone had hit him with a sap.

"How about it?"

Huang Xiongying smiled and asked Li Jinglong.

Li Jinglong turned his head slowly, and said in a daze: "Okay! Really good!"

This time, absolutely no compliments!

He Li Jinglong swears that he has never eaten such pure and clean salt in his life!

Li Jinglong swallowed hard.

He knew the power of this salt, as long as you are an individual, you cannot do without salt, that is, for the entire Ming Dynasty, salt was an extremely important part of fiscal revenue.

Today, the salt made by Huang Xiongying surpasses the best salt on the market by several grades in terms of appearance and taste.

No wonder that dead ghost Zhou Ji had a deal with Huang Xiongying with Fangshan, it was because of this salt!
In fact, Zhou Ji did not sell salt through the government at the beginning, but sold it privately.

Firstly, Huang Xiongying didn't supply much to him, and secondly, Zhou Ji's greed was like a bottomless pit. Only private sales can maximize the benefits, and it can even be said to be huge profits.

"Sent it, we will send it this time!"

Li Jinglong murmured in a low voice, his eyes couldn't help showing the light, because in his eyes at this time, this pile was not salt, but white silver!

Giving Huang Xiongying's precious Ru Kiln, Li Jinglong spent a lot of money this time.

Does he not love money?

On the contrary, he loves it as hell!
On the surface, it looks calm and calm, and even pretends to be stupid, but in fact, blood has been dripping from my heart...

However, he didn't expect that what he thought was a sacrifice like cutting flesh gave him an opportunity to make a fortune!
So fucking wise!

Li Jinglong almost couldn't help applauding himself.

No matter what, from now on, you must hold on to the thigh of the eldest grandson of the emperor...

The way Li Jinglong looked at Huang Xiongying changed. If he was trying to please Huang Xiongying before, now he started to admire him sincerely.

"Cao Guogong, if there is no problem, let's start loading the car!"

"No problem, absolutely no problem!"

Li Jinglong's attitude unconsciously became respectful.

Next.

Li Jinglong then arranged for someone to come in, and began to carefully pack the salt into bags, then moved it to the carriage outside, and transported it to the Salt Transportation Department...

Salt Transport Division.

When Han Yong, who transported the salt, saw this batch of refined salt, his eyes widened.

He has been in the salt business for many years, how can he not see the quality of this batch of refined salt?Refined salt of this quality can be said to have never been seen or heard before.

"Cao Guogong, where did you get this?"

Li Jinglong smiled and said: "Don't worry about where you got it, you are more professional than us, you should know the quality of this salt, let's make a price!"

"Um……"

It was difficult for Han Yong to transfer the salt.

Because he has never encountered such refined salt.

Think for a long time.

Han Yong said: "Nowadays, the price of salt in the market is [-]% of silver. Since Cao Guogong sells salt, I will not talk nonsense. Adding [-]% to the market price for salt, what does Cao Guogong think?"

"can!"

Li Jinglong nodded, and turned to say: "However, if the supply of our refined salt exceeds the demand in the future, we will raise the price!"

"no problem!"

Han Yong fully agreed.

Does he know where ordinary people can afford this salt?It can only be sold to the rich and powerful, and the rich and powerful don't care about the money. If this kind of salt is only in the hands of Li Jinglong, the price increase can be said to be expected.

Li Jinglong took the money, left the salt, and left contentedly...

……

On the other side, after a period of preparation, the shop where Huang Xiongying buys wine has opened.

However, the business is tepid, and it can even be said to be very deserted.

The main reason is that wine is too expensive.

Three cents of silver is a catty of wine. You must know that at this time, one cent of silver can buy a lot of rice noodles.

This price will scare off most people.

But Huang Xiongying was not in a hurry, because he didn't sell these things to the poor.

What he was waiting for was just an opportunity, but now, everything is still abundant, and there is no need to deliberately do many things.

That is to say, in this kind of situation that is so abundant that people can't feel it, Sapphire is ready to go out...

……

Walls of the Forbidden City.

Lan Yu, who had just received the order to set off for the expedition, followed Zhu Yuanzhang in high spirits.

"Sapphire, in five days you will lead an army to the southwest, this time you must come back victorious!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said leisurely with his hands behind his back.

Although he is not worried about this battle, he still has to give instructions, because only when Lan Yu returns from victory can he carry out the policy of reforming land and returning locals proposed by his great-grandson.

"The final general will never disappoint the emperor's expectations. If he goes now, he will definitely capture Nayue Lu Timur back to the capital and let the emperor send him down!"

Sapphire held the sword in her hands, clasped her fists in both hands, and replied confidently.

"Ah, very good."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, turned around and said, "You..."

Before he could say a word, Zhu Yuanzhang stopped suddenly, looked at the four generals behind Lanyu, then glanced at Lanyu, and said, "Lanyu, whose general is this, we don't know why? ?”

Lan Yu immediately turned around and shouted to the four people behind her: "Why are you standing there? Why don't you pay homage to the emperor!"

"Qianhu Lanbin kowtows to the emperor!"

"Lan Taixing of the Chinese army kowtows to the emperor!"

"Former military academy lieutenant Lan Leiming kowtowed to the emperor!"

"Lan Yong of the Chinese Army kowtows to the emperor!"

The four knelt down one after another and saluted Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang narrowed his eyes slightly, pointed at the four of them and said to Lan Yu, "They are all named Lan, why, are they all from your Lan family?"

Lan Yu laughed and replied: "Your Majesty, they are all adopted sons of the last general! All of them are heroes!"

"Oh--"

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted and asked with a smile, "Lan Yu, how many adopted sons have you adopted?"

Sapphire showed a bit of complacency on her face, and replied: "The last general can't remember clearly, there are probably hundreds of them!"

Speaking of this, Lan Yu seemed to realize something, and cupped her hands and said, "My Majesty, the adoptive sons received by the last general are all warriors who can fight well. Once they go to the battlefield, they will never retreat without the order of the last general." step!"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly, then smiled and said, "Okay Lan Yu, your adopted sons are dozens of times more than our adopted sons!"

In fact, Zhu Yuanzhang's adoptive son is not comparable to Lan Yu's.

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the world was in chaos, and many children lost their parents and became orphans. In the process of conquering the world, Zhu Yuanzhang felt that he was also an orphan, so he adopted about 20 adopted sons and raised them.

And these adopted sons also played a huge role in Zhu Yuanzhang's subsequent struggle for the world.

Among them, Mu Ying, Li Wenzhong, He Wenhui, Xu Sima, Ping An, and King Kong Nu are the most famous.

Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang is very aware of the role of the adopted son, because the adopted son is closer to his subordinates than his subordinates. Although he has no blood relationship with himself, most of them are loyal and loyal, and they will not hesitate to go up the sword and down the fire.

Now that Lan Yu has adopted more adopted sons than him, Zhu Yuanzhang certainly feels bad, but he doesn't show it easily, even with a smile on his face, he waved his hands and said:
"Okay, let's all step back, we want to talk to Lan Yu alone."

"As ordered!"

The four generals replied in unison.

Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head and continued to walk forward.

"Sapphire..."

Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head and wanted to speak, but he stopped again. His face that was still smiling suddenly sank, and he looked at the four generals who followed:
"Didn't you hear what we said? We'll let you back down first!"

The four generals still stood still.

Lan Yu's face began to twitch slightly. No matter how poor his political intelligence was, he knew that he had run into the old emperor's bad luck. He immediately turned to face the four sons, glaring angrily, and growled:

"Are your ears deaf? Back off!!"

"As ordered!"

The four sons then surrendered and took the order, turned around and retreated.

Looking at the four departed generals, the gloom on Zhu Yuanzhang's face has dissipated, replaced by a blank face, and said lightly:
"Lan Yu, your general order is more effective than our imperial edict!"

Lan Yu was stunned at the same place, and finally realized that she was a little panicked, and hurriedly chased after her, saying: "The emperor forgives the crime, and the general will defend the Shaanxi-Gansu border. The defense line is thousands of miles away, so you must have loyal subordinates, so that you can fight against the enemy." Military discipline is strict, and everyone is of one mind. Over the years, these bastards have become accustomed to the voice of the general, and I hope the emperor will forgive me!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said calmly: "Lan Yu, you can lead an army like you and be invincible!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head, smiled and patted Lan Yu's chest with the back of his hand: "Good! Good job!"

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang's appearance, Lan Yu's previous panic had long been forgotten, and she bowed her hands to Zhu Yuanzhang proudly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your compliment!"

"Okay, let's go!"

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand lightly, and continued walking with a blank expression...

……

But at this time, Huang Xiongying's distillery still did not see any improvement.

Huang Xiongying also recognized the fact that the smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, so he wanted to make some advertisements.

But this ancient times is not as good as later generations, there are so many ways to advertise.

So Huang Xiongying thought of a way.

Taste for free!

As soon as the free tasting sign was erected, more people came in an instant.

One person can drink a small cup.

However, most of the people came here for a drink. After taking a sip, they showed admiring expressions, licked their mouths, and then left.

After all, the real rich, who would queue up to drink such a small amount of wine?
But Huang Xiongying didn't care too much, as long as word of mouth spreads and word of mouth builds up, it will spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and the rich and powerful will eventually take the bait.

Gradually, Huang Xiongying discovered that most of the people who came to drink and drink were soldiers, except for those drunks with no money.

These soldiers are wearing iron armor and are easy to recognize.

Because the imperial court was preparing to go to the southwest, Yingtianfu also had more soldiers.

After a day or two, more soldiers came, and a long queue formed directly in front of the wine shop, which was very lively.

I don't know, I thought something happened.

In a shop half a street away, Xu Miaojin and Chan'er also looked curious...

And at this time, in the private room on the second floor of the winery, Guo Zhen said to Huang Xiongying with a bitter face: "Young master, the people who come here to drink and drink have not stopped all day long. If you drink like this, we will brew it." Those wines have not sold for money, and they are almost gone!"

Huang Xiongying asked calmly: "Who are the people who come to drink?"

Guo Zhen replied: "In the past two days, there were all three religions and nine streams, but today they are almost all soldiers!"

"understood."

Huang Xiongying nodded, then stood up and walked outside.

When I came to the first floor, there were indeed soldiers vying for the first place, some old and some young, some old and some with gray hair, and the young ones were only thirteen or fourteen years old, with immature faces.

Looking at these soldiers, Huang Xiongying felt inexplicably sour.

He himself was originally a military member, and he wanted to go to the battlefield with them to kill the enemy.

There is a saying that good iron does not make nails, and good men do not serve as soldiers.

But without these people throwing their heads and blood, how could the hundreds of millions of Ming people live in peace?

I don't know if they are good or not, but Huang Xiongying knows that they are heroes!

"Go, go and change a few bowls!"

Huang Xiongying gave instructions to Guo Zhen, Guo Zhen nodded, and then went to get some bowls to replace the original small cups.

The soldiers suddenly burst into cheers.

An elderly soldier saw Huang Xiongying behind him and shouted, "Thank you, shopkeeper!"

"Thank you shopkeeper!"

The soldiers also followed suit.

A soldier with a long knife scar on his face shouted: "Shopkeeper, I'm sorry, we just came here for a drink, but we don't have money to buy your wine!"

"I know!"

Huang Xiongying replied with a smile, and then told Guo Xuan beside him, "Pour me a bowl of wine!"

After a while, Huang Xiongying took the wine Guo Xuan handed over, held it high, and said: "You are all the most heroic men in Ming Dynasty! You are heroes! But there are too many people, I really can't greet you, so I will trouble you to line up , I respect you!"

After all, Huang Xiongying drank it down in one gulp!

The whole wine shop burst into applause...

……

Until the sunset, there were still soldiers queuing up at the winery.

And at this moment, a tall, middle-aged general in armor, with a resolute face, appeared on Datong Street. Looking at the scene of the wine shop, he asked the general next to him:
"Lan Bin, is this the wine shop that has been widely rumored in the military these past two days?"

"Yes, foster father!"

The adoptive father Lan Bin talks about is naturally Lan Yu.

This time the expedition to the Southwest was mainly to transfer troops from Shaanxi and Gansu, but Ying Tianfu would also send some troops and horses to go with Lan Yu, and just two days before the expedition, the wine from a wine shop was in the army Vibe.

Rumor has it that the wine is free and extremely delicious.

Lieutenant soldiers generally drink too much, so countless soldiers flocked to that wine shop.

Even Lan Yu heard the news, so she brought a few adoptive sons to see what was going on.

"Let's go and take a look!"

Lan Yu said, and walked towards the wine shop...

(End of this chapter)