Well, when a happy event comes, people feel refreshed and in a good mood. Being hungry is a natural instinct of the body. Zhu Wuji traveled thousands of miles to see him. He was still very touched. But what do you mean by eating first before getting to the main topic during the meeting? Could it be that it also has the effect of appetizing? I look better at eating.
Peeing on your shoes, drinking soup and peeing all over your body, spitting while chatting, rubbing your feet and rubbing your feet. I think one of the four most embarrassing things in life should be added: There is a third party when flirting with a girl.
It is estimated that after walking such a long way and wasting so much time arguing with the prison guards of the Ministry of Punishment, it has been a long time since he had the opportunity to consume his energy like this. What Zhu Wuyu needs most at this moment is the absorption of energy and the accumulation of physical strength.
Sitting on the throne of the immortal king. He also ignored the already used bowls and chopsticks on the table, picked up his favorite dishes and swallowed them in his mouth.
"Well, this braised roast duck is fat but not greasy. This dish is the signature dish of Laifu Inn. I heard that the master of Laifu Inn only makes a hundred of this cuisine every day. If you want to eat it, you need to make a reservation three days in advance. I didn't expect that the master You can eat it even in prison,”
Looking at the plate of roast duck, if it weren't for the harsh conditions in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, Wang Bu would not have touched his chopsticks. After all, he is now a rich man. Rich people eat not just to be full, to eat well, and to enjoy the real deliciousness of food. This is the respect for food. You need to know about Zhou Hei Ya and Peking Roast Duck, let alone the taste.
After swallowing the duck meat in his mouth, Zhu Wuji took a sip of water and said, "Master, you don't know, you have been convicted and imprisoned."
"Wait a minute, you kid, pay attention to your words. As a teacher, you are just trying to help others. When you see injustice on the road, you roar. That Japanese pirate molested a common girl first, and the master came last. The master is not guilty. Now he is in prison, but there is no punishment department. The staff did not investigate clearly, so it is certain that I am not guilty." Wang Bushi interrupted Zhu Wuyi, "Well, if you want others to believe it, you must first convince yourself. For example, you are very handsome, and Liang Chao is not worthy of carrying his shoes first."
"Yes, yes, master, everything you said is right." Zhu Wuyi was also very supportive of the master's willingness to help others and to save people. "Master, you saved people and went to jail. Disciple, I was worried all night, and I couldn't even eat anymore. I'm worried that you won't be able to eat well or sleep well in prison, and you'll be bullied by those shameless government servants, but I'm relieved to see that Master, you are still very energetic and you eat luxurious feasts." .
"You can come if you like."
If you don't lose, you don't know how to cherish. When you come to this dark prison of the Ministry of Punishment, you can't eat well, you can't sleep well, and you don't have any entertainment activities that you like. You won't want to stay in this kind of life until you die.
"Haha, Master, they won't let me in even if I want to." Zhu Wuji laughed. After eating, he wiped his mouth.
Suddenly his eyes widened, like a monkey discovering a new world, "Oh, sister Jinghui, you are here too."
"Uh," Zhang Jinghui turned to stone, leaving Wang immortal speechless.
You can't see such a big living person. Could it be that foodies really only have food in their eyes?
Zhang Jinghui nodded, "Well, I've been here for a while."
"Oh!" Who hit me? Zhu Wuyu covered his head, then turned and looked behind him, "Hey, Master, you are here too"!
"Damn it, you can't even see such a big old man." Another banging chestnut hit Zhu Wuyu on the head, "The old man said that being too fat will really affect your IQ."
"Well, is it really okay for Master to despise fatter comrades like this?"
Ignoring Zhu Wuju's complaints, Fu Jiafang stretched his waist and shouted to the door, "Prison head, cell head."
After a while, Ergouzi, the guard, came over during his shift and said, "Sir, the cell leader is ill and has just taken sick leave. If you have any instructions, you can tell me."
"I told you the same thing." Rich A pointed at the mattress under his butt. "This mattress is too hard. I'll change it to a softer one later. It's good for the elderly's waist."
As long as the waist is good, men can resist aging, well, except those who take medicine.
"Yes, yes, sir, what you said is true, we will implement it immediately." It was the first time that Ergouzi saw someone go to jail to such an extent, and he was convinced, but if he was willing to pay for it, he could do it himself.
There is really nothing that money cannot do in the Ming Empire these days.
Seeing Zhu Wuqi sitting in front of the table, seemingly with a pile of leftover bones in front of him, Er Gouzi suddenly felt that his chance to be a dog had come again, "Your Highness, the fourth prince, look at you, you came to the prison of our Ministry of Punishments and still followed We are polite. If you are hungry, just tell me and I will go to the Rifu Inn to order food for you right away. Where can I get leftovers for you? Why don’t you tell me what kind of food is on this table and where is it for people to eat?"
"If you don't speak human language, go back to your mother's womb and be trained properly," Fu Jia Fang was angry. After all, he had just eaten food that was not meant for humans.
"Ahem" he gave himself a soft mouth, and Ergou hurriedly explained, "Master, I'm really sorry. What I mean is that His Highness the Fourth Prince has a noble status. Such leftovers can be eaten by His Highness." , I heard that His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince had nine hundred and ninety-eight dishes for every meal he had in the palace. There were everything that could fly in the sky, run on the ground, swim in the water, and grow in the ground. We were the only ones who couldn’t hear it. There is nothing that His Highness the Fourth Prince cannot eat."
Regardless of which great scholar Ergou learned his arithmetic from, let’s just say that this meal of more than 100 dishes was made up by that master.
I can tell my conscience that although Zhu Xiluo was somewhat lacking in ability to govern the country, and the expenses in the harem were extravagant and wasteful, he was still very frugal when it came to food. In addition to his special liking for pork knuckles, he was not fond of anything else. Zhu Xiluo doesn't have much emotion about food. As an emperor of a country, eating a pork knuckle for one meal is really not too much.
Speaking of Zhu Wuyi, I don’t know from which senior Zhu Xiluo learned the family management strategies. He was very strict in managing the princes. Both food and supplies were very simple, let alone pocket money. According to one theory, a meal of 108 dishes by Zhu Wuyu is estimated to be his annual meal intake.
"Go away, don't talk nonsense if you don't know. Our Ming Empire governs the world with diligence and frugality. Even my father's meal is just one dish," Zhu Wuyu explained.
"Impossible. Your Majesty is the True Dragon Emperor, the son of God. And you, His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, are also God's grandson. You are extremely noble. How can you eat so poorly?"
The lower class have always looked up to the upper class, and their lives are full of endless speculations. For example, the paper used by the emperor to wipe his buttocks is edged with gold, and his trousers are sewn with gold thread. What about the harem? There are three thousand beauties, and the emperor must sleep with three of them in one night. Otherwise, it would be impossible to get even rain and dew. Let’s not talk about the issue of gold. Even if the emperor’s nightlife is a nightlife, few people can hold on to three people in one night.
"Hey, go away quickly." Fu Jia interrupted Er Gou's illogical speculation, "The old man is the emperor's master, and his food is still very shabby."
"Yes, yes, sir, you are enjoying yourself with the people."
Wang Bushi remained silent. He was recalling Ergou's words and thinking about the past. If your heart is like sunshine, your life will be beautiful. If you live a simple life, you will be clear. You don't want all the days to be shining, but you only want to live a healthy life every day. If your heart has nothing to do, then just be content with the situation. Originally, you just wanted to do An ordinary rich man has no worries about food and drink, but he has to fight again for the one he loves. Maybe he can become the richest man in the Ming Empire, maybe he can become one of the few people who have the right to speak in the court of the Ming Empire, but Wang Busheng never expected that his apprentice turned out to be the son of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Once he was a teacher, he was always a father. Should he call Zhu Xiluo his eldest brother?
"Your father's surname is Zhu." Looking at Zhu Wuyi, Wang Busui started to ask stupid questions.
"Master, you are so smart." On the road of flattery, Zhu Wuyi has been learning, "The admiration of your disciples for you is like a torrential river,"
"Stop it, stop it, it seems like your sycophant has already fallen into disrepair."
"Um, is there any? Why is it the first time for me to listen to it today?" Zhu Wuyi thought in his mind.
"Isn't your father a dog meat seller? He is also the owner of the largest dog meat chain store in the country."
"Well, Master, I didn't say anything, these are all your guesses,"
After recalling it carefully, it seemed like, "Your father is really the emperor,"
He originally planned to tell Wang Buzi his identity today, but Zhu Wuyi did not deny it, "Yes, my father is the current Holy Emperor, and I am his son."
"I'm sure it's not my biological child."
Zhu Wuyu had a black line on his head, "Master, if you ask such explicit questions, you are sure that you will not die young."
"I can confirm this," Fu Jia Yifang replied, "Anyone who has seen the two of them can confirm this."
Well, they are both equally fat, so this is what the legend calls a father and son look alike.
"How many brothers do you have?"
"I have another brother"
"Two sons, that's good, they shouldn't be treated differently." Wang Busheng, who has watched too many Qing palace dramas, is very worried. Zhu Xiluo has so many sons that he can't even recognize them all. In the end, some of them died suddenly or were not favored. , Wang Bushi didn't want his dear apprentice to be one of them. Children who don't get their father's love will take detours when they grow up.
Regarding Wang Busui's series of inexplicable questions, Zhu Wuyi seemed a little at a loss. He had concealed his identity for so long, and a normal person would not react so indifferently. One way is to point his nose and scold, I trust you with all my heart, and you You actually hid your true self. Our relationship was stained. I always thought you were using Durex, but in the end you were secretly using Jazzbond. If you have no common interests, just break it off. Another possibility is He immediately kowtowed like a well-educated scholar, asking for forgiveness for the sin of ignorance, and immediately resigned from his position as master. He kept saying that he had no talent or virtue and could not take on the important task of teaching the prince.
However, Wang Bu's reaction did not belong to any of them, which made Zhu Wuyi feel a little uneasy. Could this be a call before the volcano erupts?
"Master, it's all my disciple's fault. If you are angry, just scold me or hit me."
As a prince, it can be said that Zhu Wuyi has many people around him, but he has no friends, and there are only a handful of people who are really good to him. Although his master is not very good-tempered, he is always yelling at him, but they are If you love others, you really love them. You can eat whatever you want, and it's all so delicious. Well, in the world of foodies, as long as you give yourself what you like to eat, you are your benefactor. That's it. Simple, so without values of right and wrong.
Turning to look at Zhang Jinghui and Fu Jia Yifang, Wang Bushi asked, "You have known this for a long time."
Zhang Jinghui nodded, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hidden it from you."
"I told you a long time ago."
The wealthy party explained.
"When?" Wang Bushid recalled.
"A long time ago, didn't my teacher tell you to be nice to little Zhu Zhu, or you will be beheaded?"
"Is there any? It seems there is." He had been busy counting money in the past few months. Wang Busheng's head was a little saturated and he was very forgetful.
"Master, can we talk to you if we have something to say? Don't be like this." Seeing such a calm Wang Budie, Zhu Wuyu became even more worried.
It is not cherished if you get it, and it is too late to regret when you lose it. For a kind person who is talented, wealthy, powerful, wise, and loving his apprentice, Zhu Wuyi cherishes it very much and never thinks about losing it.
"Well, you lied to me for so long, do you feel guilty?"
Zhu Wuju nodded.
"That's good." Wang Busui was very satisfied. "Well, you go back and talk to your eldest brother, your father. Wait a minute. Is it okay if I call you this?"
Well, after all, I have only heard of cases of people being beheaded for disrespecting the king in the feudal society where the imperial power was supreme. Wang Busui has little fear. Besides, he is a time traveler. Which time traveler is not a free traveler? With a domineering attitude, calling him eldest brother is flattering him. If he was in a bad mood that day, it is not impossible for the Ming Empire to have a surname of Wang.
"Ahem," Zhu Wuyu was choked.
Zhang Jinghui was also caught off guard by Wang Busheng's coquettish tactics.
"Damn it, old man, if you don't agree with anyone, I will obey you." The rich man showed approval, "Don't worry, I guarantee that there will be no problem in calling him this way."
"Master, don't lie to me because I don't study much. Your eyes look like you are looking at someone who is about to die."
"Ahem, apprentice, you are overthinking, so where do you put all your money? For the sake of our deep relationship between master and apprentice, you will write it down later."
"Okay, Master, you really lied to me." Wang Busheng put away his extravagant hopes of being brothers with the Ming Empire, "Well, Wu Qi, Master has treated you as his own son for so long."
"Ahem, yes, the master is very good to his disciple." Fortunately, there are only four people here. Zhu Wuyi is really worried that if this matter spreads to his father, his identity as a prince will not be preserved. Which prince has two fathers? There can't be any mistakes.
"Go back and tell your father that I am a master who has a great strategy and a plan to help the world and stabilize the country. Literary skills can develop the economy and make the country rich and strong. Military skills can drive out the Tartars and restore China. For the sake of my apprentice, dad. , the master is willing to go out to help him, and become the emperor of the ages. I heard that there are vacancies for ministers in the six departments, so I don’t choose to be a teacher, I can take up the role in any department."
