Zhao Ping reminded him: "Think again."
Lu Wei still shook his head.
Zhao Ping couldn't help but smile softly and said: "You forgot, I gave each of you a bottle of wine, but you didn't believe the alcohol content was high, so you drank it secretly, and fell down like the two generals."
Lu Wei's face couldn't help but turn red. This was a scandal that was exposed by Zhao Ping.
Now not only all the generals laughed, but also the literati such as Yu Jie, Zhu Wenbing, Qin Yulong and others couldn't help but smile.
Yu Jie and Zhu Wenbing exchanged glances with each other. Yu Jie nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Zijie. Now we believe that Ping'er's wine is indeed made from yam and kudzu root."
Only then did Lu Wei understand Zhao Ping's intentions. After all, he was weak and even though what he said was true, the boss might not believe it.
But Zhao Ping told the story about him getting drunk. Although it was funny, everyone present believed it.
After all, with the two General Wang's proof of drinking, it is conceivable that Lu Wei is also like this.
People are like this. When you tell an introduction in a serious manner, people may not believe it, but if you tell a related scandal, people will believe it.
There is nothing perfect in the world, but if it is introduced seriously, people will instinctively reject it.
But when you point out some minor shortcomings that are not perfect, people accept it.
When they heard that there was such a good thing, the generals' eyes suddenly lit up.
Oh my god, the security team is really rich. Not only does it have alcohol to drink, but it also delivers alcohol.
Zhao Ping did not disappoint them, everyone had a cup of water.
At this time, Zhao Ping raised his hands to Yu Jie, Zhu Wenbing and Qin Yulong and said, "How does your meat taste?"
Yu Jie and Zhu Wenbing exchanged glances with each other while sipping tea, smiling and nodding together.
After all, literati are all elegant people, and they talk about music, chess, calligraphy and painting. If they talk about meat, it seems that they have lost their elegance.
Although they didn't speak, Tang Yi suddenly put down the tea cup and said, "The taste is fragrant and tangy, fat but not greasy, and it melts in the mouth."
Wang Weizhong and Wang Jian looked at each other, bowed their hands to Zhao Ping to express their gratitude, and said: "Thank you for inviting me to the court for letting us taste the delicacies of the world."
Zhang Yu put down his tea cup, looked at Zhao Ping and said, "It's really delicious. It would be better if you eat it every day."
Zhao Ping thought to himself, these people must be greedy.
Looking at everyone's eyes looking at him, it seems that they all have this idea.
This is indeed difficult to handle, especially since Yu Jie and Zhu Wenbing are important figures in Sichuan and cannot be offended.
Zhao Ping gave a group salute to everyone, and then said: "It's not impossible to eat every day, but it's just difficult to do at the moment."
Everyone looked at each other, feeling a little baffled and difficult to understand.
Zhang Yu is in his forties and tall. He originally said it as a joke, but he didn't expect to take it seriously.
He bowed his hand to Zhao Ping and said gratefully: "Then thank you for asking me. I don't know how to do it."
Zhao Ping hurriedly returned the gift and asked Zhang Yu: "General Zhang, have you ever eaten this meat before?"
Zhang Yu said embarrassedly: "I've never eaten it before, so I really want to eat it. I hope that the imperial court will grant me permission."
Zhao Ping nodded and said with a smile: "If General Zhang can guess what kind of meat this meat is, I will treat General Zhang to eat it every day."
Zhang Yu couldn't help but be stunned, as uncomfortable as a big man who had been hungry for three days and three nights and couldn't eat while guarding a table of delicious food.
He couldn't help but look at Wang Jian and Wang Weizhong, who shook their heads.
Wang Jian and Wang Weizhong looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly. We also want to eat this delicacy every day, but we don't know the answer.
Yes, Ran Pu and Ran Jing are military advisors and have extensive knowledge, so they should know about this matter.
Zhang Yu, Gao and Ran Pu brothers handed over their hands, and the two hurriedly returned the courtesy. Ran Pu also shook his head and said, "I have never seen this kind of meat."
Zhang Yu looked at Tang Yi, and Tang Yi waved his hand to indicate that he had not seen him before.
Zhang Yu bowed his hand to Zhao Ping, with a sincere smile on his face, and asked: "Master, please tell me to wait."
Zhao Ping returned the courtesy and said, "Actually, you have seen this meat before."
Zhang Yu was even more confused. Everyone denied why he had seen him again.
Zhao Ping did not want them to continue guessing at the riddle and said: "This meat is not favored by many people. It is pork. It also has a name, cheap meat."
It turned out that what he ate was cheap meat, and Zhang Yu couldn't help but be stunned.
Qin Yulong almost vomited when he heard that it was cheap meat.
Ever since he had eaten cheap meat as a child, he was so uncomfortable with the fishy smell that he immediately vomited it.
From then on, he felt nauseated when he smelled the smell of cheap meat, and he already had a shadow in his heart about cheap meat.
But today I actually ate cheap meat, and why did I still want to eat it?
Could it be because the taste is so fragrant and delicious?
Thinking of this, he suddenly found that he no longer felt nauseated.
Zhang Yu scratched his head and asked embarrassedly: "Master Chao, why is it that today's cheap meat not only has no fishy smell, but is also very fragrant and delicious?"
Zhao Ping looked around and saw everyone looking at him, hoping he would give an answer.
He then threw his hands around and said: "The reason why pork has a fishy smell is because it has not been castrated. Castrated pork not only has no fishy smell, but also grows faster."
At this point, he looked at Zhang Yu and said: "Of course castration is also a science. I attribute it to agriculture. If you learn the castration technique well, you can eat pork every day."
Speaking of this, Zhao Ping resolutely said: "Food is the most important thing for the people, and pork is a delicacy among delicacies. Therefore, I decided to teach this technique in the school so that people all over the world can eat pork without fishy smell."
Yu Jie and Zhu Wenbing looked at each other and nodded happily.
Sure enough, they were right. Zhao Ping was not self-respecting, but was thinking about the people of the world.
You may not have seen it, but the castration technology has already appeared at this time, but the people who have this technology guard it like a family heirloom, and pass it on from male to female, as a way to make money from generation to generation.
When Zhang Yu heard this, he was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He stepped forward and saluted Zhao Ping and said, "Thank you, young man. I will be able to eat these delicacies every day in the future because of the court invitation."
Other generals also bowed their hands to Zhao Ping to express their gratitude.
The literati also expressed their gratitude to Zhao Ping and congratulated each other.
Qin Yulong suddenly remembered something and asked, "Ping'er, why do you think of using kudzu root and yam to make wine again?"
Zhao Ping looked at everyone and saw that everyone was looking at him curiously, so he said: "This affects the agricultural science and agriculture. Without the agricultural science, it is impossible to make fine wine."
Don’t you believe that I can learn agriculture? Then I will start with the sprinkling of nectar and jade liquid.
Seeing everyone's confused look, Zhao Ping decided to spread some knowledge to him.
Zhao Ping drank tea and glanced at everyone and said: "The reason why grain can make wine is because it has a powdery substance. The higher the powdery content, the higher the yield of wine brewing."
Speaking of this, Zhao Ping gave an example: "Meat is a very valuable thing, but meat cannot make wine. The reason why meat cannot make wine is that it lacks powder."
"Chao Qinglang, in this case, anything with high powder content can be used to make wine?"
Zhao Ping took a look and saw that it was Jin Bo.
Jin Bo was originally not qualified to come out, but he couldn't help being favored by Zhu Wenbing and Zhao Ping.
Sure enough, this young man had some understanding. Zhao Ping nodded and said, "Of course."
Jin Bo stepped forward, bowed, and asked Zhao Ping: "Then, which crops contain high silty content?"
This young man is not only savvy, but also diligent and studious.
Zhao Ping decided to give him some advice, thought for a while and said: "Of course grain has high powder content. But if you can't use grain to make wine, you have to think of other ways."
Jin Bo bowed again and asked, "Excuse me, Mr. Chao, how can I tell if it has high powder content?"
This person broke the casserole and asked the truth, and he was indeed very motivated.
Zhao Ping looked him over and said, "This is easy to do. After you dry the fruits of these crops, put them in your mouth and chew them repeatedly. If they taste sweet, it means they contain powder."
Flour is starch, and starch is a polysaccharide.
Polysaccharides themselves are not sweet, but human saliva contains enzymes that can turn starch into sugar, so you can taste the sweetness.
There are so many crops and fruits in the world. Jin Bo is a scholar after all, and he couldn't figure out the reason after thinking for a long time.
Unless he learns from Shen Nong's method of tasting hundreds of herbs and tastes them all.
Obviously this was impossible for Jin Bo. He couldn't help but scratch his head, and then looked at Zhao Ping sincerely.
Zhao Ping pondered for a while and said: "This method is indeed very difficult. I can also tell which ones are higher in powder. For example, konjac."
Jin Bo was suddenly stunned and said in disbelief: "Master Chao, demon taro is poisonous, how can you make wine?"
Zhao Ping nodded and said: "The demon taro is indeed poisonous, but after treatment, it can not only make wine, but also become a delicacy."
Having said this, Zhao Ping said: "Its toxins can be removed through treatment. This is the object."
Jin Bo suddenly knelt down, kowtowed and shouted: "Master, Master, please accept my disciple's bow."
Zhao Ping was suddenly attacked and was a little at a loss, so he hurriedly stepped aside to give way.
Zhao Ping held his hands up and said: "Jin Tuiguan, you are already an official of the imperial court. This is inconsistent with etiquette."
Jin Bo resolutely refused to get up and said: "The ancients said that those who master come first, it has nothing to do with etiquette. What's more, not long ago you were instructing disciples."
It seemed that he had no intention of giving up. Zhao Ping persuaded him earnestly: "Jin Tuiguan, I am young and not qualified to be a teacher."
Jin Bo looked up at Zhao Ping and said sincerely: "I heard that people in the security team who are about the same age as the lower official also worship Qi Qinglang as their teacher."
Zhao Ping could not refuse. He raised his head and raised his hands to Yu Jie, Zhu Wenbing, Qin Yulong, Yang Wu and others, and said: "Report to the commander-in-chief, the governor, the prefect, and the judge. No matter how you do it, you can't do it."
The four of them were stroking their beards, smiling, and looking at everything, obviously not stopping them.
