Chapter 232 Zhumen smells of wine and meat
There were not many people at Zhu Biao's table. Except for the three princes, only Marquis Fei Ju of Pingliang and the prefect of Fengyang accompanied him.
Xu Yungong and Chang Mao don’t deal with each other very much, not to mention Li Qi standing by, Guo Chong, Li Jin, Zhang Fan and others also have conflicts, and there are people like Fu Zhong who isolate everyone else by themselves.
Even if they are all Zhu Biao's confidantes, they still have many internal conflicts, and they will not all become good brothers because of this, but this is also within Zhu Biao's expectation, and even has his acquiescence in it.
But no matter what, it will not lead to hatred, because they know that Zhu Biao's connivance is limited. They can disagree, but they must not hold each other back, and there will always be a few people who act as lubricants.
As the shochu was brought to the table, the atmosphere of the sliced meat in the pot immediately became lively. Zhu Biao also smiled and started drinking with the people at the same table. The spicy wine slid down his throat, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.
Zhu Biao did not make any toasts during this meal, but simply asked them to have a lively meal, and they could naturally feel it. If His Highness needs excitement, then make it lively.
The thin slices of meat are cooked quickly, and Zhu Biao feels satisfied when he picks them up with chopsticks and puts them in his mouth. It's a pity that there are no various dipping sauces in later generations, otherwise the taste can be repeated several times.
Liu Jin actually prepared the sauce for him, which is made of wine, salt, sauce, pepper, etc. The taste can only be said to be average, at least Zhu Biao didn’t like it much, he prefers sesame sauce as the main dipping sauce.
It's a pity that although sesame was brought back to my country by Zhang Qian on his mission to the Western Regions in the Han Dynasty, the planting range is not large, and more importantly, it is mainly used for oil extraction, and it is rarely made into other edible products.
Zhu Biao can remember it as soon as he eats hot pot, but he doesn’t bother to order someone to make it when he doesn’t eat it. People in this era are not interested in sesame paste.
This meal lasted for an hour, and it was the first time for Zhu Biao to eat so full. It can only be said that the cattle made a great contribution in those two days. Bring back the prairie.
Zhu Biao silently glanced at the contented crowd, and suddenly felt that he had to strengthen the protection of the cattle, so that they couldn't keep fighting. Even Zhu Biao felt distressed when he was forced to eat beef every day.
Zhu Biao squinted his eyes and looked at His Royal Highness King Jin who only ate beef but not sheep just now, and saw him put his hands on his belly and licked his lips, with a look that was still unfinished.
Zhu Biao asked softly: "Second brother, the dredging of the river is almost done."
Zhu Xi cheered up and replied: "It's almost there, and it's not easy to continue combing after winter."
Zhu Biao nodded and said: "Then I'll give you another errand. It's cold, and the livestock must be properly placed, especially the cattle. After the spring, they have to point them to plow the land, so I don't want to hear that a cow died again." news."
The corner of Zhu Xi's mouth twitched. He was planning to provoke the relationship between a few cows in a few days, but he didn't expect that he would die before he left the army, which would make the hero burst into tears.
King Jin naturally couldn't admit it so easily: "The cow is an animal after all. The cowshed is so big. I can't hold them back when they fight. Besides, it's not impossible for them to slip and fall to death in the aisle."
Zhu Biao also had some regrets, but Zhu Di didn't care about it, he preferred to eat mutton, and Zhu Biao let the rest of the ministers go back after they were full of wine and food, and the three brothers of the Zhu family stayed here with Zhu Biao.
This meal is very simple, but it is also a good way to deepen the relationship. This is also a tradition since ancient times. No matter what you want to do, it is always right to walk around the wine table.
The next morning Zhu Biao led his brothers out of the city. The snow was not as heavy as the previous two days, but it still didn’t stop, and the wind was blowing. The winter of this era is much colder than that of later generations.
Zhu Biao and the others have already changed into clothes made of fox fur, and they feel very cold, not to mention the common people, although the cotton coats are distributed, but how effective they are, and whether they really fall into the hands of the common people, this is all up to him Go and see for yourself.
In winter, he can have a comfortable and unrestrained day with green ants’ new fermented wine, red clay stove, but the common people are afraid, for fear that some family members will freeze to death in this season.
Zhu Xi and the others didn't want to come out. It's so comfortable to sleep in the bed in the cold weather. Why bother to ride horses in the wind and snow? Of course, Zhu Biao can't let them go. Suffering together is also a good way to enhance their relationship. The way, or maybe Zhu Biao just can't understand how they enjoy it.
Passing through several villages, Zhu Biao went in and took a look in person. The roads in the village were empty, and everyone stayed at home, eating less, drinking less, and moving less, relying on dilapidated houses to shelter from wind and snow.
Green smoke was bought on the chimneys, and the trees on the surrounding mountains were basically cut down. The charcoal that was suitable for burning, and the unsuitable charcoal were transported back to be used as firewood. The firewood should be burned now, and it has not yet reached the coldest temperature. At that time, the common people should not be willing to use charcoal.
Charcoal is made from a large amount of wood, and the price is still relatively expensive in this era. Common people would sell it at the mansions of high-ranking officials and nobles in exchange for food and other items. The trouble and cost are too high.
It’s not just that ordinary people can’t afford to burn charcoal. With the salary of Daming, even low-level officials can’t afford to use it, let alone more expensive coal. At the prefect level of Fengyang, there is only so little charcoal in the family.
This is when Zhu Biao came and ordered large-scale felling of trees, otherwise no official would dare to issue such an order, especially since Fengyang is the hometown of an emperor, and most of the mountains and forests are state-owned. Trees will be punished by the government.
Not to mention cutting down the mountains and forests like this like a locust crossing the border. Without the permission of the imperial court, the Fengyang magistrate's black hat would not be able to be kept, but Zhu Biao made the decision and no one would dare to pursue it.
Stopping at random in front of a house, Zhu Biao got off his horse and walked in. Fu Zhong walked in the front. His heavy back really hindered Zhu Biao's sight. There was no response in the room. Fu Zhong knocked on the door before someone hurriedly agreed.
After a while, a young man opened the door, and when he saw so many people, he took a step back in fright, thinking that he would not do anything wrong.
After looking around in fear for a few times, he saw the savior, and suddenly fell to his knees and said, "Caomin has seen His Royal Highness King Jin."
Zhu Xi shivered, looked at this person carefully and said: "It looks familiar, it must be the people who dredged the river with me."
Zhu Xi just wanted to reveal the identity of the elder brother. After all, the prince should also salute first, Zhu Biao shook his head at him, and Zhu Xi understood.
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(end of this chapter)