After a while, Butler Yang brought boiling water, Li Changkong put the dough in, sprinkled in the seasonings, and let it sit for a few minutes.
When he felt it was almost done, he opened the lid again, took a whiff, and said, "Dad, it's ready, eat it!"
Li Zhufeng looked at the steaming bowl of noodles that was full of color, flavor and flavor, and felt a little unbelievable.
"Just... it was just such a hard piece of dough, and now... it's like this?"
"Changkong, these things you tinkered with are really... really novel."
Li Zhufeng smiled, took the bowl and chopsticks, and started eating.
As I ate, I was amazed again. The noodles were indeed incomparable to those in the Hou Mansion, but they were still much better than what ordinary people eat.
Plus, my son made it, so it’s delicious!
"Son, you did a good job, better than the imperial chef in the palace!" After Li Zhufeng finished eating, he did not hesitate to praise.
After Li Changkong heard this, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, because this was what the imperial chef made.
He is also an unlucky royal chef.
"Do you think the soldiers at sea can get used to eating this?"
"If you are used to eating, of course you will eat...what?" Li Zhufeng was shocked when he heard this and said, "Changkong, you mean to give these to the navy officers?"
"Yes."
"Changkong, Dad knows you have good intentions. But you don't know that this food will perish. Soldiers often have to sail for ten days and a half on the sea before they can reach their destination. What kind of food can be stored so long?"
Instead of being disappointed, Li Zhufeng felt very relieved.
He could probably guess that Li Changkong usually didn't like messing with things like cooking. It was probably because he was worried every day that he thought of a way to make such a bunch of weird food to please him.
Although it may not be useful, Li Zhufeng is really satisfied that his child can have this kind of heart.
"Dad, have you forgotten how instant noodles and cans are packaged?"
Li Zhufeng frowned slightly when he heard this.
One is served in an iron container, the other is wrapped in a cloth bag, and is either a hard bread or marinated fish.
It seems like...it's really not easy to break.
After thinking of the key point, Li Zhufeng couldn't hold back his excitement: "How long can... these two kinds of food be stored?"
"I haven't calculated it carefully, but it will definitely take several months. If the workmanship is good, there will be no problem for half a year."
Hearing this, Li Zhufeng screeched, stood up, and said in horror: "Is this true?"
"Of course it's true. Why did I lie to my father?"
After receiving the affirmative answer, Li Zhufeng became completely excited and paced back and forth in the main hall, overjoyed.
"Okay! Okay! With this thing, recruiting troops will no longer be a problem!"
"Changkong, you really helped dad a lot!"
"How many instant noodles and cans are there left? Can daddy use them first?"
"I don't know the specific number, but the Xishan workshop is rushing to make it every day, and Zhen Jian is responsible for the specific production matters."
"How much father wants, after asking Zhen Jian, he can just go and withdraw it."
"Okay! Without further ado, recruiting troops is important, so father will go first!" After Li Zhufeng finished speaking, he rushed out in a hurry.
So timely!
The instant noodles and canned food brought by my son were really timely. With this batch of food, not to mention 30,000 people, even 50,000 is no problem!
Li Zhufeng couldn't wait to see the officials in the imperial court knowing that he had over-recruited more than 50,000 soldiers!
This is a great opportunity to show off in front of the Holy One!
My son is awesome!
The ancestral graves of Lao Li's family are still well buried!
…
In the Ganlu Hall, Emperor Jing Xing was reviewing the memorial. Although the Great Qian Dynasty was generally stable, it was still in the midst of four wars.
If he did not work hard day and night, work diligently and love the people, Emperor Jing Xing would not sleep well, fearing that his ancestors would be destroyed in his own generation.
"Your Majesty." Zheng Ying came in and kowtowed in front of the palace.
Emperor Jing Xing raised his eyes and glanced at him, then uttered one word: "Say."
"The Yangzhou Thief Saint has been captured and is awaiting trial in the prison."
"Well, you don't need me to teach you what to do, right?"
"Save it for me, slave."
…
Three hours later, inside the prison.
Lu Ji had been whipped to a state of disgrace and hung on the wall, covered in blood and with hideous wounds.
With a creak, the cell door opened and Zheng Ying walked in.
"Recruited?"
"If you go back to my father-in-law, I've already hired him. If you don't believe me, just ask." The jailer on the side was extremely respectful.
This is the famous man in front of the emperor. He can see that he is the virtuous person accumulated by his ancestors for eight generations.
If you can please this father-in-law, will your future be promising?
Of course, if possible, he still hopes to have a bright future while preserving his second brother.
"Did you steal the two purple Davidia trees in front of the Yangcheng Hou Mansion?"
"Yes." Lu Ji said weakly.
"Did you steal Duke Dingguo's golden robe?"
"Too."
"Did you steal the calligraphy and paintings hidden in Mr. Jia's house?"
"Too!"
"Did you steal the "Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map" in the palace?"
The first few questions were just a pretense. At this moment, Zheng Yingcai had no idea.
If Lu Ji didn't answer, he would probably have his body dismembered on the spot, and then he would think of a solution later.
There are many people on death row in this world.
There are naturally many Thief Saints in Yangzhou, and he doesn’t have to be the only one!
After all, Lu Ji is a thief saint, so his martial arts skills are naturally not bad. He felt this murderous intention and said without tears, "Yes! I stole it all. Don't ask any more questions, sir!"
He finally figured out that all these jobs were done by others in his name.
Now that the man can't be caught in the palace, they simply arrest him.
This is really a huge cauldron!
It's a waste that he thought this would increase his fame and was complacent about it.
Now it seems that it was because he didn’t know he was about to die!
"Very good, please remember that once you say something, you cannot change it, otherwise..." Zheng Ying did not continue, but Lu Ji shivered and his whole body felt cold.
It seemed that he had to bear this crime.
He had to lose this life.
"Alas, my fame has spoiled me!" Lu Ji sighed deeply in his heart.
Soon, Zheng Ying left.
But not long after, someone else came.
The person who came looked very haggard, as if he had been running for three days and three nights without rest.
It is Zhang Huaimin!
After Zhang Huaimin came back, he sadly discovered that maybe because of his poor popularity, no one found him after he had been missing for so many days!
What a crime!
But soon, he no longer cared about this, because he heard that the Yangzhou Thief Saint was caught!
He is being held in prison!
Then he rushed here without stopping!
