Northern Dynasties Imperial Industry

It was probably the first time for Shuohui to carry out such capital operation. People are said to be addicted to food, so he pulled Li Tai to discuss this issue endlessly.

From the percentage of payment received in advance, to the types of items received, and even how to store them, several Hui expressed their opinions enthusiastically.

Some of these issues did require attention, while others were details that did not need to be discussed at all, but he had thought them through, and he was hesitant to solve them because he had too many ideas.

At the beginning, Li Tai even spoke a few words in agreement, but in the end the topic became more and more trivial, and he simply closed his mouth and listened to some of Hui's monologues.

This guy may not really care about the profit, he just enjoys brainstorming. If we really want to deal with all the issues he raised in an all-round way, no matter how big the profit is, it won't be enough to cover the huge management costs.

Waiting until the Daxingtai staff found him and urged him to go to the bank for a meeting, Shu Hui ended the discussion with some lingering feelings, but also agreed to continue the discussion tomorrow.

After finally sending away Shou Hui, Li Tai turned around and saw Nianhua looking at him with a strange look. Before he could explain a few words, Nianhua pointed at the back of Shou Hui riding away and said: "In previous years, From what I saw, Brother Huibo is mostly taciturn, but I didn’t expect that when talking to Li Lang, he would be so, so..."

Not only Nianhua was surprised, Li Tai also felt that it was terrible for an honest person to talk. He got up and chatted with Shuhui. Unknowingly, it was noon. When he was free, he suddenly felt hungry.

The piece of compressed military ration brought by Shu Hui was still on the table. Li Tai was too lazy to prepare the meal. He asked someone to bring him a bowl of boiling water and cut the piece of grain cake into small pieces with a knife. Take it with boiled water.

Nian Hua stood aside and looked at the remaining half of the grain cake and cake crumbs on the table with curiosity. He asked with some surprise: "These cake materials are the military rations that Brother Huibao and Li Lang discussed about work? So look at it , I really don’t see anything strange about it.”

"It's just a convenient food to satisfy your hunger. It's not a rare delicacy. If Chang Shi is interested, you might as well try it."

Li Tai said with a smile while blowing hot air and drinking hot porridge.

When Nianhua saw this, he didn't refuse. He followed Li Tai's example and took a knife in his hand to chop the cake ingredients. However, the cake ingredients shrank in size and he was a little helpless after hitting the table several times.

Seeing this, Li Tai asked someone to fetch a small stone mortar, put the cake in it and pounded it with a wooden pestle, and then pushed the powder in the stone mortar to Nianhua.

"Thank you Li Lang."

Nianhua was not polite like a martial artist from Beizhen. He thanked him first, then poured the powder into a pottery bowl and poured it into the boiling water. The powder swells quickly after being dipped in water, and after stirring, it becomes a thick bowl of hot porridge in a blink of an eye.

Nianhua took two sips and lost interest after a brief taste of the wine. He just said politely: "It does have quite a flavor."

Li Tai didn't take it seriously after seeing this. He had some knowledge of Nianhua's resume from the previous conversation.

He was born on the eve of the mutiny in Liuzhen. Although he followed his father around during his childhood, his life had settled down when he reached the age of Xiaoshi. By the time Er Zhurong entered Luo, his father had already occupied the position of Jiuqing.

Unlike other children from Beizhen, Nianhua spent several years as a noble son in Luoyang when he was a boy. It was not until Emperor Xiaowu moved westward that he followed his father to Guanzhong. His words and deeds are somewhat different from those of other children from Beizhen. Although he was born into a general, he was somewhat unfamiliar with military personnel.

Shiliu, who is truly proficient in military affairs, will naturally understand the value of this kind of military rations to the army's supplies.

At Daxingtaixing Mansion in Yueyang Fangcheng, after a day's meeting, I felt a little unhappy when I saw that there was only a bowl of porridge and half a sheet of dry biscuits on the table.

The country's finances are not rich, and although he is used to being frugal in his daily diet, he is not without a little oil star.

The waiter standing by looked at his face and saw that he couldn't even sit still for a while at Daxingtai, so he felt a little panicked. Just as he was about to leave and tell him to prepare another meal, a general in military robes walked in from outside the door.

"Uncle hasn't eaten yet? I specially prepared the food for you, and I'm waiting for uncle to try it!"

The general who walked into the hall was Director Yuwen. Seeing the untouched food placed in front of Yuwentai's case, he walked up and said with a smile.

"I don't know who could treat me so poorly. Bodhisattva, you are busy with military affairs. Why are you disturbing my diet?"

Yuwentai glanced at the food on the table with some disgust, and immediately complained about Director Yuwen.

Although they are uncle-nephew, Director Yuwen is only a few years younger than Yuwentai. They get along with each other in a familiar and informal manner, as if they are more brothers than uncles and nephews.

Hearing Yu Wentai's complaints, Director Yu Wen laughed again: "The Grand Parade is coming soon, what is not more important than serving food? Since I specially serve food to the members, I naturally have my own reasons. Uncle, taste it first and then talk about it."

After Yuwentai heard this, he picked up the pottery bowl and took a few bites. His expression did not change. He grabbed the rough dry biscuit like a brick but did not bite it. He suddenly threw the dry biscuit at Director Yuwen with some displeasure: "Have tasted it?" Okay, what's the point in being a tooth-breaking piece of cake, or making fun of me for not having enough to support people?"

Director Yu Wen raised his hand to take the piece of dry biscuit and placed it carefully on the table. Then he looked up at Yu Wentai and said: "Only in terms of taste, it is indeed not very strange. But if I say this is the place where the governor general of Huazhou "What do you think, Uncle?"

When Yu Wentai heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He picked up the porridge and tasted it carefully for a few more times. He even picked up the porridge with chopsticks and observed it carefully. After a while, he raised his head and asked, "Which general is so wasteful?" The ingredients are sesame, fine flour, mutton oil and ginger. Is he trying to gain favor and gain fame by relying on things? He arranges envoys!"

It's no wonder that Yu Wentai was so angry. The taste of the porridge alone was not very delicious, but if it was used as military rations, it would seem a bit too luxurious.

A great defeat in Mangshan wiped out several years of accumulation in the Western Wei Dynasty. In the past six months, Yuwentai was scratching his head from worries about military and political affairs. This year's parade is to revive morale and replenish military strength.

Nowadays, the imperial court and Daxingtai have tightened their expenditures to overcome the difficulties, and the troops who come to participate in the Grand Parade are all rationed.

If someone, just for the sake of sensationalism, provides such exquisite food to the soldiers, the rest of the army will inevitably feel unhappy if they see it. From Yuwentai's perspective, nature is an unfavorable factor that destroys harmony.

"At first I had the same idea as my uncle, but after understanding the whole story, I felt that I should recommend this person to my uncle!"

Director Yu Wen was not surprised when his uncle was angry, but continued: "Before I talk, I will teach you how to make this soup."

While talking, he first asked the waiter to get a pounding and pestle tool. When the tool was brought, he mashed the dry biscuits and mixed them with water.

"Stop for a moment and get the leftover cake!"

When Yu Wentai saw this, he stopped and took the piece of dry biscuit that he had discarded like a broken shoe. His eyes moved back and forth between the dry biscuit and the soup. He said with some disbelief: "This bowl of soup is also like this." How to make it?”

Seeing this, Director Yuwen simply brought the bowl of soup he had just finished to Yuwentai's table.

After tasting the two bowls of soup carefully, Yu Wentai looked at the inconspicuous dry biscuit again, and after a while he sighed: "It's exquisite, but it's still too luxurious."

Director Yu Wen did not explain much, and directly asked someone to serve a complete piece of grain cake. He knocked the dry and hard round cake and said: "This piece of cake weighs two ounces and can sustain a meal for twenty or thirty people." ”

Hearing this, Yu Wentai was finally moved. He lifted up the cake and weighed it again and again, and looked at it again. He brought his mouth up and took two hard bites, but it only made his teeth sore and left a row of tooth marks on the surface. .

"Good, good food! It's dry and hard, easy to transport and store. Use it to support the army. Why not travel far away!"

Yu Wentai finally couldn't help laughing, caressing the grain cake with both hands, as if appreciating a crystal-clear and flawless jade: "Whose name is that general? Bring him here quickly! He is enthusiastic about donating such good food. Why would I regret being rewarded with a prestigious title?"

Director Yu Wen just smiled at his uncle's completely different face and said without comment, "The governor's name is Zhou Changming. He is a rural garrison leader who was rewarded for donating oil supplies. I have summoned him before when he was an official in the government. He saw that his veterans were simple and skilled, so he was specially appointed as the commander-in-chief to control the military regiments in Wuxiang."

After Yuwentai saw this, he wanted to summon him again, but Director Yuwen continued: "As for this food, it was not made by Zhou Changming. I asked about it in the camp, and Zhou Changming reported that because the Di tribe moved inland and the county did not have enough food, We had no choice but to ask for help from the village, and we were able to obtain this unprecedented batch of military rations with the help of volunteers from the village. However, the volunteers who donated were not in their camp."

Yu Wentai was a little disappointed when he heard this. The attendant took a pen and paper and wrote down the incident. Then he handed the note to the attendant and ordered: "Put this in the upper box. After the reading, Deal with it again.”

He was in charge of both the military and the government, and had to deal with a large number of affairs every day. His energy was really limited, so he developed the habit of jotting down things that he felt were important but could not be dealt with immediately to avoid forgetting them.

After the incident was recorded, Yuwentai praised Director Yuwen a few more times for his quick wit, and then picked up the bowl of warm soup and swallowed it in large gulps.

After this bowl of thick porridge entered his stomach, he felt that he was more than half full. He couldn't help but marveled at it, and he looked at the seemingly ordinary grain cake with even more appreciation.

"A gentleman is born without exception. He is good at fake things! Split this cake evenly and give it to all the princes and governors, so that they can also try clever things!"

Yu Wentai said with emotion: "There are many people in the government and the public who complain and complain, but if everyone has such wisdom in using things instead of just complaining, how can the cause not be prosperous? It is really unworthy of the ministers to be afraid of difficulties before they happen. Modesty. I will help you with all your troubles, so why bother supporting so many mediocre people!"

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