The biggest trick that Zai Chun and Xiao Letian learned was to be close to the people. This boy knows that times have changed and then he will continue to use the divine right of kings to separate the emperor from the people and stand high above them. But it will not work!
The emperor must change his function from a god in the hearts of all people to a living person!
Zai Chun stretched out his hands to help the old couple who were frying fried dough sticks, and asked kindly, "What's your last name?"
The old man's knees were so frightened that he almost knelt down again, "Zhe kills...Long live Zhe kills the common people...I don't dare to call you noble...The common people's surname is Hu, the family is third in rank, and the neighbors call them Hu Laosan..."
"Uncle Hu! Get up and look at me, the forest guard... I've been practicing all morning and I haven't eaten a bite. Do you have anything ready for this?"
"Yes... yes... there are fried dough sticks, burnt rings, bean juice, tofu curd, spicy pickles..."
"Just go ahead and fry it. My more than three hundred men are all big-bellied men. I think they will be rounded up for you today... Bring me a bowl of bean juice first. To be honest, I have never drunk such a famous thing! "
Old Man Hu's face turned pale with fright, "Long live my Lord... You are the emperor, you can't eat this kind of food! These are the food of untouchables, you can't afford it..."
"As I said, you can eat it, why can't I eat it?"
The old man plucked up the courage and said, "Long live my Lord...this soybean juice is actually food for the poor, and it is all reused waste!"
"When making water-milled mung bean jelly and noodle balls in the capital, after taking out the powder, the green water that no one wants is left as the raw material for bean juice..."
"It was so rancid and smelly that it was thrown away at first. Later, during famine years, people had no choice but to boil green water to ferment it and finally drank it to survive..."
"You are a long-lived master, how can you eat this kind of thing... The common people will serve you a bowl of tofu puffs..."
After Zai Chun made a move, he pulled up a bench and sat on it. "This is really interesting. It turns out that this soybean juice was originally something that no one would eat, right?"
"Then why do the people of the capital still have food to eat during the good years?"
At this time, Old Man Hu's breakfast shop had been surrounded by a large group of banner men in the alley. These brave banner men were still scared at first and hid in the crack of the door to peek out.
However, they discovered that Long Live Lord was really friendly to the people and actually sat and chatted with Hu Laosan, the Han man who was frying fried dough sticks, so they had the courage to come closer!
When I heard the question from Lord Long Live, the bannermen were naturally not willing to let you, an old Han man, become the Holy Family, so they jumped in to answer.
"In response to Lord Long Live... Although this soybean juice is a cheap thing for coolies to eat, it is also a medicine!"
"It clears away the inner fire! Especially in summer, it is a good medicine to drive away the heat. Drinking a bowl of it will make all the fire in your body go away!"
Zai Chun smiled, "That's good. I'm very excited right now. Give me a big bowl!"
The emperor of the Qing Dynasty drank bean juice in the street! This is a Western view that has never been seen in a century. A large group of adults and children suddenly ran out of Xila Hutong, and even bold female relatives came over quietly!
Old Man Hu's hands were shaking as he held the bean juice. A large coarse porcelain bowl filled with hot bean juice, glowing with a dull green color, was brought to Emperor Tongzhi.
Zai Chun has really never eaten this stuff, and he has never even heard of it before. This was what the master said when he was chatting with Xiao Letian in Ryukyu!
At that time, Xiao Letian said half-jokingly, "You are considered a native of Sijiu City. You have never even drank bean juice. It's not authentic!"
Just that joke, Zai Chunke remembered it in his heart!
Today I accidentally came across an old shop selling bean juice, and I had to round this thought out!
Take the bean juice and put it up to your nose and smell it! Hi... An inexplicable strange smell got into his nose and almost made him sneeze!
The crowd was all excited at this moment, and some boldly said, "Long live the Lord, maybe you have never smelled this smell... This is the smell of the jar where pickles are pickled in the summer, and it smells like it when you turn it up occasionally..."
"Long live my lord, please don't take small sips. Small sips are prone to spitting... You have to take big sips with your neck raised, and finally press your mouth with spicy pickles..."
Old Hu's breakfast shop is already full of people on the inside and outside of the three floors. In addition to a dozen officers such as Ma Ming, Bai Min, Na Sanbao, and more than a hundred military guards around Zai Chun, they are all standing guard outside the circle of people. !
There were two to three hundred people living in the neighborhoods near the emperor, and the darkness blocked the entrance to the alley!
Zai Chun closed his eyes and said, "I'm going to put on a show of being friendly to the people today. I don't believe that a bowl of soybean juice can't exchange for a good reputation of being friendly to the people!"
"Done!" Zai Chun held up the bowl and roared with pride!
Tons, tons, tons...tons, tons, tons...
Zai Chun drank a whole bowl of bean juice in one big gulp just like he was drinking traditional Chinese medicine soup. What he drank was so heroic!
"Okay!" When Zai Chun held the empty bowl in his hand and turned it down toward the ground, the crowd burst into roaring cheers!
These banner people are so excited. The children of the Eight Banners are all idlers. Idle people are inherently lively because they don’t have much pressure in life!
Today, I can see with my own eyes that Long Live Lord is so close to the people and drinks bean juice with the people. This guy will definitely be bragging for the rest of his life!
The mouths of the Eight Banners disciples are free propagandists, and I guarantee you will be a sensation in four or nine cities today!
Zai Chun felt so uncomfortable. He couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. The bean juice was sour and spicy, with a strange smell like the old pickle vat rising up!
He wanted to burp now, but he knew very well that as long as he burped, the bowl of soy milk would definitely spurt out!
Many of these banner people are bean juice lovers. When they see Long live Ye eating it for the first time, they quickly share their valuable experiences!
"Long live the Lord! Eat spicy pickles... Eat burnt rings... Once you press it down, you'll be fine!"
"Long live my Lord, don't worry...this bowl of bean juice will remove the internal heat! Clear your heart and brighten your eyesight!"
Zai Chun put down the bowl, picked up the chopsticks and stuffed a few spicy pickles into his mouth and then nibbled on a crispy burnt ring. The nausea in his heart just now was finally suppressed!
After taking a breath, Zai Chun said with a smile, "This is my first time drinking it. I'm going to make a fool of myself! Just give my soldiers a bowl of this bean juice and let them clear their hearts!"
"Money!" Zai Chun said "money!" Ma Ming and the others felt bitter. No one went out with money for morning exercise this morning!
Just when the big eyes were glaring at the small ones, a eunuch squeezed in from the crowd and said, "Long live the Lord, give me a reward...Long live the Lord, give me a reward!"
Er Mao led Da Si Xi and the others with cash to come to the rescue!
The popular silver coins in the capital are rolled in rolls of fifty or one hundred coins, wrapped in festive red letters!
The palace was even more particular, using strong red silk and tying it with thin yellow silk thread!
Ermao held a roll in one hand, two hundred heavy Chinese dragon-patterned silver coins, and placed them directly on Old Man Hu's table!
"Old man, is that enough?"
"That's enough...Long Live Lord...You really pity the poor and cherish the old, Holy Lord..." The old couple kowtowed to the ground, and the surrounding neighbors were moved to the point of kneeling on the ground!
What a good emperor! He complained about the breakfast at Old Man Hu’s house, and one meal was only two hundred silver dollars!
Zai Chun now showed the majesty of the emperor, "Okay, don't be too polite. I will give you a few more words in the palace later, and let the eunuch bring them out to you later..."
