Xuchang.
Mi Zhu received the formula from Liu Mang.
"Tofu, soy milk?"
"These are all made from soybeans."
"Let the caravan cultivate the eating habits of the Central Plains people?"
"Especially the upper class people."
Mi Zhu still couldn't understand Liu Mang's next move.
But as a businessman, Mi Zhu knows one thing very well, that is, ask less and do more.
Following the formula given by Liu Mang, Mi Zhu started the first wave of attempts.
"Soak the soybeans in water for about 3 to 8 hours. The soybeans will take on an ellipsoidal shape after soaking. Then grind the soybeans or crush them with a grinder. Then use gauze to separate the bean dregs to obtain raw soy milk."
"Add raw soy milk to water and boil for 5 to 10 minutes, then it is ready to eat."
Mi Zhu showed his true qualities as a businessman, and even the by-product okara obtained from pressing soy milk was sold for consumption.
"Soy milk plus sugar, and eating it with fried dough sticks?"
Only then did Mi Zhu realize that the soybeans he heard about could also produce soybean oil?
"After cooking and steaming the beans, enzymes can be fermented for one to two days..."
"After washing the enzyme, soak it in hot water several times, and then boil the oil in a large pot?"
Fortunately, the Mi's caravan had a large number of people and strength, and everyone gathered firewood with great enthusiasm, and Liu Mang's vision was soon turned into a reality.
Although the boiled soybean oil is not as mature as modern technology, you can still smell the fragrance of soybeans.
At least in the late Han Dynasty, fat was quite scarce.
The cooking method of dishes is still mainly stewing, and there is no concept of stir-frying at all.
Not to mention that ordinary people cannot consume fats and oils for many years.
According to what Liu Mang said, Mi Zhu, as the elder brother of the dignified princess of Hanzhong, actually tried to fry fried dough sticks himself.
Crispy and delicious fried dough sticks, soaked in soy milk and covered with sweet soy milk, it's authentic when you take a bite.
Mi Zhu seemed to have discovered Liu Mang's plan. If he could really train him, he would be playing tricks on Cao Cao.
Sure enough, once the combination of fried dough sticks and soy milk was launched, it swept the entire Central Plains region.
This also greatly enriched the diet of the Central Plains region.
"Liu Changqing is a wonderful person."
Cao Cao held a bowl of soy milk and blew on the hot air. After drinking it, his body felt very comfortable.
"Even so, it is not enough to recover the losses he suffered from selling soybeans."
In Cao Cao's view, Liu Mang's move was clearly a matter of sacrifice for the sake of the end, and it was also a great deal of wisdom.
He enriched the diet of the Central Plains, but made himself lose money. Could it be that Liu Changqing's conscience discovered it?
Little did they know that everyone had already entered the chess game arranged by Liu Mang.
It's just that the people in the chess game today, all the fans of the authorities, are still mocking the talented chess players.
…
Chengdu.
The officials tried to impeach Liu Mang, but Zhuge Liang suppressed them all.
As a Taifu, Liu Mang is his most proud disciple.
Even if he is infamy, he will never let Liu Mang feel wronged.
"Zhuge Liang, do you think you can suppress these things?"
Xu Jing was in the court and chose to confront Zhuge Liang directly.
"Sir Xu, some short-sighted people can only see what is close at hand, but cannot see the end of the world."
"Don't doubt it. Liang is not talking about you alone, but all those who want to impeach the Crown Prince."
"Next year today, you will line up to apologize."
Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan lightly, always maintaining a graceful demeanor, but Xu Jing and Li Yan were very angry.
Both of them are now Dongzhou faction, but they have less and less say in the court.
Brothers Wu Yi and Wu Ban have already gone to Jingzhou to take up their posts.
Li Yan was promoted by Liu Mang personally, but he felt neglected.
At least his official position is far lower than that of Deng Ai and Huang Shan.
Little did they know that the two of them working in the fields could accumulate at least 30 million grains for the Han people every year!
Liu Mang always rewards based on merit rather than seniority.
Unfortunately, in Li Yan's eyes, the prince's elbow was obviously turned outward.
This also led the Dongzhou faction to seek cooperation with him, and the two parties hit it off.
Li Yan became a new member of the Dongzhou faction and tried his best to pursue his career.
"Taifu Zhuge, as the prince's mentor, you have always been partial to the prince. We naturally understand."
"But the national treasury has lost nearly tens of millions of dollars. The prince is clearly doing this to support the enemy!"
"As loyal ministers of your Majesty, how can we remain silent?"
Li Yanyi was right in his words. At least for now, Liu Mang was completely wronged.
"Zhengfang, the prince is making sugar, refined salt, and fine wine to support the great cause of the King of Hanzhong!"
"The tens of millions of money you call was earned by the prince. Even if he spent it, it has nothing to do with you, Li Zhengfang."
"If you really care about the national treasury, instead of barking here, you should think about how to replenish the national treasury."
Zhuge Liang is not polite at all. When it comes to talking nonsense, who can Mr. Wolong defeat?
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Li Yan was scolded and was speechless. The most important thing was that Liu Bei never expressed his stance.
No matter how noisy the people below were, they did not pose any threat to Liu Mang.
"Your Majesty...Zhuge Kongming is arrogant!"
Xu Jing cupped his hands and looked at Liu Bei, hoping that the King of Hanzhong could speak fair words.
"Everyone, I think there is nothing wrong with Mang'er's move."
"In recent years, Mang'er has made more than tens of millions of dollars for the national treasury?"
"Is it because I spent tens of millions of dollars to buy soybeans that I will depose him as the crown prince?"
Liu Bei looked at Xu Jing, Li Yan and others jokingly, "I absolutely believe in my son!"
Liu Bei's words had already sealed the matter.
No matter how much Liu Mang ruined his family, Liu Bei would not interfere.
"The king is wise."
Zhuge Liang did not forget to look at Xu Jing and Li Yan with a smile, which was a deliberate demonstration.
…
Spring passes and autumn comes.
Cao Cao received tens of millions of money, all of which was used to replenish his weapons and equipment in order to wait for opportunities to fight again.
Liu Mang's wave of acquisitions of soybeans gave him the opportunity to re-equip the army.
"Your Majesty, this year's harvest is good, especially soybeans!"
"Yes, almost half of the farmers in the Central Plains grow soybeans, and they will definitely be able to sell them at a good price!"
"Your Majesty, I am afraid that the money Liu Mang spent selling Shu brocade and Shu salt will be used to buy soybeans, hahaha!"
After hearing what the ministers said, Cao Cao stroked his beard and chuckled, feeling very good.
The breakfast of the people in the Central Plains has also changed from steamed cakes to soy milk and fried dough sticks.
Even the upper class nobles could not resist the temptation of such delicious food.
Besides, drinking soy milk is indeed good for the body.
In order to develop eating habits, Mi Zhu even made up a jingle.
"Drinking soy milk in the spring and autumn nourishes yin and moisturizes dryness, and reconciles yin and yang; drinking soy milk in the summer can reduce heat and prevent heatstroke, produce fluid and quench thirst; drink soy milk in the winter, dispel cold, warm the stomach, and nourish the body."
Who is not afraid of death these days?
Even Cao Cao had to drink a bowl of soy milk every day to feel satisfied.
"Chang Wen, I'll leave this matter to you!"
"The people have a good harvest and can make a lot of money, which is very comforting to their lonely hearts!"
"Liu Changqing, the agency planned it, but in the end he still made wedding clothes for us!"
Chen Qun happily accepted the order. After all, it was he who suggested planting soybeans to harvest Liu Mang's wool last year.
Only this time when facing Mi Zhu, what awaited him was not a high-price purchase, but a low-price purchase.
"Sorry, our caravan only pays 10,000 yuan for a handful of soybeans!"
