"We didn't eat much just now, and we've been walking for such a long time. What should we eat now?"
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the heavy rain outside and listened to what the mayor said, and wanted to drink two more drinks.
"Your Majesty, want to eat grilled skewers and fried skewers, and drink beer? We ate before noon. It's almost two hours now and it's getting dark."
The chief estimated that His Majesty had not eaten much before and had been listening to his own explanations.
"Then... um! Wait for me at the place where you can relieve yourself." Zhu Yuanzhang said and was about to go to the latrine.
There was no toilet specifically provided for him, so he had no choice but to go to Dakeng.
Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with the big pit. There are incense and rough paper inside.
When Zhu Yuanzhang came back, the skewers were all grilled, and Zhu Wentian was frying and eating next to him.
He fried stuffed rice, which is the scraps used to make sausage soup, and fried clam meat that had been sent from the beach.
Clams usually grow in mud, and as they grow, so do the parasites.
Some clams and other such creatures cannot withstand parasites and die in the process of growth.
Some survive tenaciously, so people at the beach don't like to eat this kind of food, because even if it is cooked, they will still get sick if they eat it because the temperature is not enough.
Now Zhu Wentian is frying, the temperature is enough, all the parasites are fried into proteins.
Even a parasite that can withstand 130 degrees Celsius in a short period of time will still die if it is fried in boiling oil.
"Are they all seafood?" Zhu Yuanzhang immediately saw the situation. This arrangement was obviously deliberate, so he had to ask.
“Originally we didn’t have this, but actually these are going to be used to make the main dish in the evening.
Your Majesty suddenly wanted to eat it, so I had to take it out and show it to Your Majesty. We are eating fresh food now, and we will eat dry food in the future.
In many places inland, there is no access to seafood at all. In some places where access to seafood is possible, it will cost several pennies to eat some dried seafood.
It’s just hot pot cooking! Put some very small crabs, dried oysters, dried scallops, and seaweed into the pot.
In fact, the real gap is not the gap between commodity value positioning and circulation, but the gap between information exchange.
The dissemination of imperial decrees was hindered, but local sects were able to continue preaching everywhere by taking small roads and other methods.
Even the people who guard the local gates and survey the roads will be believers of a certain sect..."
The village chief used the incident of eating seafood to talk about the problem of people being trapped in one place and having difficulty accessing the outside world.
Now there is the White Lotus Sect, and it is a sect strictly prohibited by the Ming Dynasty. There are also many other small sects.
Luyin indeed played a very important role in stabilizing the local area, but it could not limit the spread of sects.
Zhu Yuanzhang's expression changed. He naturally knew what the sect was. Guo Zixing belonged to the White Lotus Sect. When he rebelled against the Yuan Dynasty, there was also King Ming.
When he worked under Guo Zixing, he also followed the etiquette of the White Lotus Sect.
But later, as his power grew, he began to resolutely attack the White Lotus Sect, and the White Lotus Sect could not be allowed to continue to be active.
Today Li Chang brought it up, and he was also wondering whether the endless White Lotus Sect would cause trouble for the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Wentian fried a handful of clams and handed them over on a tray. Zhu Yuanzhang picked up a bunch of clams and ate two with dipping sauce. Suddenly his eyes lit up: "Since Yichang mentioned this matter, is there a solution?"
He came to his senses and was not afraid if he couldn't figure it out. Someone could help.
The headmaster then picked up a bunch of clams and said, "Your Majesty, do you still remember the publications printed inside the library? They are for students and staff to see, and are not available to outsiders.
At the same time, they are printing books, and the printed books are read as "talking", "commenting", and "storytelling".
The current propaganda of sects usually boasts in the form of sutras, talking about which god is like this, such and such, and makes up a non-existent process and experience. This kind of sutra is the same as the one in the Buddhist scriptures. This is what I heard.
Our court can use a method to let the people understand the situation and have more trust in the Ming court. "
"Yes, yes, how to do it?" Zhu Yuanzhang agreed with the director's statement, but didn't know how to operate it.
“To turn internal periodicals into external ones, we print newspapers and find people to read newspapers to people everywhere.
Many scholars have been waiting for the opening of the imperial examination, such as trading with the barbarians, to give prerequisites.
The barbarians had to send a certain amount of grain to be eligible for trading, and the scholars had to teach a certain number of people how to read and read newspapers before they would be allowed to take the imperial examination in the future.
There is no need to worry about them cheating, encourage them to report to each other, and use our internal publications as rewards for students who have completed tasks well.
In the future, the newspaper can add products promoted by merchants and earn their money, at least in Yingtianfu they are willing to spend this money.
As long as there are enough businessmen willing to promote it and the number of newspapers printed is large, we can make more money and make profits. "
Zhu Yuanzhang listened and nodded from time to time.
After the director said this, he quickly dipped it into the sauce and ate it. It would not taste good when it was cold.
Unfortunately, there are no chili seeds or chopped peanuts, only dogwood oil, pepper oil, sesame seeds, and cumin.
"Print a newspaper for us to see first." Zhu Yuanzhang decided to see the real thing first. Anyway, there was a copper movable type printing place in the entire Ming Dynasty.
"You can see it in two days." The chief promised.
While we were talking, the rain stopped. The people taking shelter looked at the sky, some left in a hurry, and some bought some food, and decided not to eat at night after eating.
Zhu Yuanzhang ate for a while and felt physically and mentally happy. He also remembered that he still had a home to return to, so he led a group of people to the imperial city.
After sending him back to the palace, the people in Xiaqiu Village went directly back to the village. Everyone was very nervous, fearing that something would go wrong.
People in Xiaqiu Village eat seafood hotpot in the evening. No one else is around. The village leader eats melon seeds and drinks beer with Hanhan.
"The most troublesome thing right now is that few people are literate, and I wish I could cram thousands of words into their heads at once."
With a troubled look on his face, Li took a bite of the previously fried stuffed rice next to him.
Zhu Wentian drank beer: "When the battle is over, the soldiers will withdraw and start literacy in the army.
After the soldiers learned it, they were sent to various places to eliminate illiteracy among the local people. Literacy means eliminating illiteracy, and illiteracy means being illiterate.
In this way, it only takes one year to make many people in the Ming Dynasty literate, even if they don't know much.
When future newspapers are delivered, if they want to understand them, they will have to ask someone who is more literate.
The key is that they know how to learn literacy and always ask others. If others seem to be better than them, they promise to study hard. "
The head of the village blinked: "Why not let officials from various places teach you?"
“At the end of last year, the number of prefectures and counties and the number of officials in the Ming Dynasty had been calculated.
There are 1,346 prefectures and counties, and 4,493 officials.
There is a shortage of officials in the Ming Dynasty. How many officials can be assigned to a county to educate the people?
The army was very large, and if a county sent twenty people, it would only amount to twenty-six thousand and ninety-two people. "
Zhu Wentian uses data to speak. It’s not that he doesn’t want the local government to take care of it, it’s because there is no one.
(End of chapter)
