Lao Zhu finally understood the nature of Fang Jingzhi's urine.
Fill him up quickly.
This little bastard is someone who likes to brag and like to be carried around.
If you want to get something out of this kid's mouth, you must first make him feel comfortable.
Fang Jingzhi was very satisfied with Lao Zhu's initiative to pour the wine.
What does this mean?
It shows that all people can be cultivated.
Look at this old man, how pretentious he was at the beginning!
Didn't this also start pouring wine for me?
"This matter is difficult to say and easy to say. Either the transportation method is changed, or the style of military rations is changed!"
"Change the mode of transportation and change the style of military rations?"
Lao Zhu's eyes were full of confusion and he was a little confused.
He understood this method of transportation. Apart from cars and boats, it was also carried by people on horseback. How could it be changed?
As for military rations, how can this be changed?
"At this stage, without new power output methods, the mode of transportation cannot be changed at all. We can only start by changing the way of military rations. Have you ever heard of compressed biscuits and fried noodles?"
Compressed biscuits, fried noodles?
Lao Zhu was even more confused now.
He subconsciously looked at Mao Xiang.
Mao Xiang also had questions on his forehead. He had never heard of this thing!
If you want to study military rations, you naturally have to figure out what military rations are!
The military rations in this era were mostly wheat in the north and rice in the south.
As for the method of eating, it is also extremely simple and crude.
The most commonly used thing by the Ming army today is called rice soaked in water, and the recipe comes from Qi Min Yao Shu.
To put it simply, the rice is washed and fried, then placed in water to dry, and the dried rice is used again. This cycle is repeated ten times to get a kind of dry rice. When eating, boil a pot of boiling water. , pour it in and cook it until it becomes something like rice paste.
Easy to store and easy to eat.
When we get to the north, we sometimes throw in some biscuits and dried vegetables.
As for the taste, it is naturally not good. It is no different from the pig food of later generations.
But this is pretty good.
At least you can eat enough.
Ordinary people even eat yellow rice porridge and water for two meals a day.
Although I won't starve to death, the porridge is water, the porridge is water, less than half of the porridge, and most of the water.
This is also the reason why people always want to have dry mouth.
"Boy, what on earth are these compressed biscuits and fried noodles? Why have I never heard of them?" Lao Zhu asked with a frown.
You've heard that, that's weird.
Fang Jingzhi said lightly: "It's just a new cooking method that can greatly reduce the quality of grain. The original ten-pound bag of grain may become half a bag when made into compressed biscuits and fried noodles, but the weight remains the same, which is convenient. carry."
easy to carry!
Upon hearing these four words, Lao Zhu's eyes suddenly lit up.
Every time there is a war, why do we need to recruit tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of troops to accompany us? In addition to taking care of horses and other chores, the most important thing is to transport grain and grass.
Especially when traveling thousands of miles, it is easy to lose touch with the large army. At this time, it is very important for the soldiers to carry more food and grass.
The biggest problem that restricted soldiers from carrying grain was the volume of grain.
If only there was a food that was more portable.
Lao Zhu could no longer imagine it.
"Boy, do you know how to make it?"
Lao Zhu took a deep breath and calmed down his excitement.
"So-so, I don't know everything, but I know most of it!"
Fang Jingzhi stretched and waved his hands in boredom.
However, I was planning in my mind whether I should try to make the fried noodles first another day.
I still remember the taste that I had when I was a kid. It was sweet and very good at resisting hunger.
Tsk tsk~~~~
Add a handful of brown sugar to freshly baked fried noodles, soak them in hot water, and the fragrance will spread far and wide, making the children next door cry with envy.
Thinking of this, Fang Jingzhi suddenly became eager to give it a try.
The ingredients for fried noodles are available in this era, so it shouldn’t be difficult to make!
It seems like I can really do it.
It really does!
Lao Zhu almost knocked over the wine glass in his hand in excitement.
Mao Xiang, who was behind him, also trembled and looked at Fang Jingzhi with blazing eyes.
He had already begun to think about how to get Fang Jingzhi to speak if he didn't speak.
This method of military ration must belong to the Ming Dynasty.
A kind of military ration that can be compressed in volume!
"Boy, are you willing to dedicate this method to the imperial court? I will give you my guarantee. As long as this military ration is as you said and can be transported more easily, the imperial court will never treat you badly."
"Brother, you are so boastful!"
Fang Jingzhi looked at the excited Lao Zhu with a smile and curled her lips nonchalantly.
"Looking at your tone, people who don't know better would think you are the emperor..."
Lao Zhu:......
"To be honest, let's..."
Just as Lao Zhu was about to make up a convincing reason, Fang Jingzhi pushed him back.
"I know, I know, you are a Huaixi businessman, you are familiar with those Huaixi nobles, and your network is very strong... Drink, drink, drink..."
No one knows bragging better than we do.
Back then, when I went to the workshop, which was an 8,000-square-meter workshop, I blew the wind from the southernmost part of the workshop to the northernmost part, not even a single girl was spared.
After drinking a little wine, as long as the girl believes that she doesn't dare to brag about anything, there will be no friends she doesn't know, and there will be nothing she can't do.
Besides, you have a relationship with Huaixi Xungui. What's wrong with Master Guan Ben? You even know Lan Liujiu!
Anyway, I don’t want to be an official, so it’s useless.
Lao Zhu bared his teeth in distress. He really wanted to reveal his identity on the spot and scare this kid to death!
Unexpectedly, we are the Emperor Zhu.
We are that Lao Zhu who kills people so much that even the dogs you mentioned are not his officials.
By then, this kid will definitely be scared to death!
But then he thought about it, and he was a little unsure of Fang Jingzhi's temperament.
This kid doesn't look like a normal person.
It feels a bit like Liu Bowen back then.
Lao Liu's temperament is a bit softer and easier to handle.
But this kid is a rogue!
If his brain twitches, he will run away directly.
Then where can I find someone?
According to this kid's thinking, if he really plans to run away, Mao Xiang's people may not be able to see it.
Is it possible that the Jin Yiwei tied up the two oirans from the Jiaofang Division and shouted in the streets?
Boy, your old lover is in our hands, come out quickly!
Forget it, as long as the person is still there.
Don't panic, just be steady first.
Take it easy……
