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

Chapter 7 Women will only affect the speed at which we make money!

紫禁城

The setting sun shone on it, coating the entire majestic palace with a layer of gold.

The palace is grand, not luxurious.

In Fengtian Temple.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who had just finished processing the excerpts, rubbed his temples tiredly.

The people in the north are having a hard time. The Mongolian Yuan thieves have not yet been wiped out, and they invade the border from time to time in an attempt to restore the Mongolian Yuan.

The south is a little better, but everything is still waiting to be done. The spring plowing has just begun, and many problems have yet to be resolved.

If you want the people in the north to live a better life, you must expel the Mongolian and Yuan thieves. , the life of the common people will be hard!

With government affairs entangled, Zhu Yuanzhang still had one thing on his mind.

That is Huang Xiongying by the Qinhuai River.

A day passed, and there was still no news from Jiang Yu.

Zhu Yuanzhang was so anxious that he wanted to call Jiang Yu to scold him.

"Grumble-"

Zhu Yuanzhang's stomach growled suddenly.

"Unbelievable stuff!"

Zhu Yuanzhang cursed, and for a moment he missed the bowl of noodles he ate yesterday.

That bowl of noodles is really special.

Now that I think about it carefully, it seems that the noodles I ate are even more delicious than the noodles I ate before, which makes people miss it.

Why in the end?

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Wouldn't it be over to eat another bowl?

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't hesitate, took the two brothers Liao Yong and Liao Yue, and walked outside the palace...

……

Qinhuai River.

As soon as I read these three words, the definition of it is not as simple as a river.

Thousands of miles across the Qinhuai River, countless stories have been passed down on this river, which has witnessed too many prosperity and decline.

The broad river surface is shimmering in the setting sun.

The cruise ship was like a shuttle, and there were constant laughter and laughter on the boat. I don't know who the young lady was going on a trip. The scene was very lively.

The sound of oars and the shadows of lamps stretch for ten miles, and the singing girls play with flower boats in turbid waves!
Huang Xiongying by the river didn't care to look at these romances. He was able to come to this world, and he definitely wanted to do something big in his heart, but now he was restricted by the household registration issue.

Looking at the reflection in the water, it is so heroic, it is simply unreasonable that things will not happen in the future.

Just as he was watching, an old man's voice came from behind him.

"Which family's daughter have you taken a fancy to? I'm so fascinated!"

Hearing the sound, Huang Xiongying's confused eyes lit up, and he turned to look at the old man beside him who didn't know when he came, and said happily:
"Grandpa, you are here!"

"You haven't answered our question yet, which girl do you fancy?"

With a smile, Zhu Yuanzhang pointed to the painting boat in the river with his chin.

For some reason, when seeing Huang Xiongying, Zhu Yuanzhang's mood became inexplicably better.

Huang Xiongying grabbed Zhu Yuanzhang: "What kind of girl do you want? Women will only affect the speed at which we make money!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud:

"Haha, let's see that you brat is out of money's eyes!"

"That's right, let's go and sit in the house!"

Huang Xiongying said while pulling Zhu Yuanzhang into the house...

The Liao brothers in plain clothes behind Zhu Yuanzhang were dumbfounded.

Who is this boy?

Called the emperor's grandfather, and judging by the degree of intimacy, it is even worse than the emperor's grandson Zhu Yunqi and the others.

Zhu Yuanzhang followed Huang Xiongying into the house, and the Liao brothers guarded the door wisely.

"Grandpa, you didn't have time to visit my father before, how come you have so much time to visit me during this time?"

Huang Xiongying asked while pouring tea.

Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback for a moment, and said to himself, we don't know your father either.

On the lips, he said: "We... have been working as officials outside the country all year round, and we have only recently been transferred back to the capital."

In this way, Huang Xiongying can understand.

Ancient times were no better than modern times. The best means of transportation at that time was horse-drawn carriages. Many people went to Beijing to rush for the exam and prepared a year in advance. It was common for them to travel for several months.

If the journey is long, I don't know how long it will take to go back and forth.

The old man has an official position, so it is impossible to have so much time, and the old man is so old that he can't stand the bumps on the road.

Therefore, Huang Xiongying didn't blame the old man, but felt a little distressed.

"Grandpa, haven't you eaten yet?"

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed when he heard the words: "It's still you who understand us, we came here for you!"

"Are you sure you don't miss me?"

After hearing Huang Xiongying's words, Zhu Yuanzhang smiled again: "You are really eloquent, you can make people happy, why don't you coax a girl back?"

"The great cause has not been accomplished, so how can we talk about the love between our sons and daughters?"

Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled: "Good boy, this ambition is up to us!"

Huang Xiongying chuckled: "I'll cook noodles for you!"

With that said, Huang Xiongying turned and went into the kitchen.

Looking at Huang Xiongying's tall and straight back, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't hide the love in his eyes.

That sentence is still in my heart.

If this is our eldest grandson, how wonderful it would be!
After two cups of tea, Huang Xiongying came out with a bowl of noodles, steaming hot and emitting bursts of fragrance.

Huang Xiongying served a bowl of hot noodle soup alone.

"Um--"

Regardless of his image, the old man put his straight nose close to the hot air, and took a deep breath: "Sweet! We've been hungry for my grandson's noodles for a whole day, haha."

The old man smiled and picked up the chopsticks, picked up a large hanging of noodles, and sent them to his mouth.

Ok?
During the entrance, the old man's face changed slightly.

He was in a mixed mood of sadness and joy yesterday, so he didn't savor it carefully, but today he savored it carefully.

This taste...

It's really different from what you usually eat!
The point is...

By the way, salt!

The salt is wrong!

The old man has been short of food and clothing since he was a child, so he cherishes food very much. Every time he eats, he has to chew carefully before swallowing it into his stomach.

So I am more sensitive to the taste of food than anyone else.

Salt can be said to be the master of all flavors.

As the saying goes, dragon meat is easy to eat without salt!

It's no wonder that the noodles cooked by Huang Xiongying are so delicious. It turns out that the key point is the salt, which does not have any peculiar smell or bitterness.

I have never tried such a fresh and refined feeling. The pure taste of salt and the aroma of noodles are a wonderful combination. It reminds me of the time when we herded cattle in the sunset...

Zhu Yuanzhang closed his eyes with a satisfied face.

a while.

Zhu Yuanzhang just opened his eyes and looked at Huang Xiongying who was smiling and looking at him: "Boy, there is something wrong with this salt!"

Huang Xiongying showed a slightly surprised expression: "Old man, you are so tricky!"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled triumphantly, and then asked seriously: "Son, can you show us the salt you use?"

"no problem."

Huang Xiongying responded, turned around and grabbed a handful of salt.

The old man held it in his hands, took it, and looked closely at it carefully.

White!
White as snow!

Just looking at it makes people happy.

Trembling, the old man dipped his other thick finger on it, and shoved it into his mouth.

hmm~~
The old man was stunned for a moment.

Huang Xiongying, who was watching from the side, looked at it with a smile, and asked softly, "How is it, old man?"

Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head, looked at Huang Xiongying with tiger eyes, and suddenly shouted:
"Good salt!"

(End of this chapter)