"Mr. Su, is this how you live every day?"
In the small courtyard, Zhu Xi was helping Su Jing fetch water from the kitchen water tank. This was his second day here.
After finally getting here, it was naturally impossible to go back directly after asking questions. I would have to stay for a few days.
As for the people who come to live in Su Jing's courtyard, Su Jing cannot let them be idle.
Even if you are a prince.
Zhu Xi had no complaints, even though he was a complete playboy before Su Jing taught him.
"How to live?"
Su Jing stood in the yard playing Wu Qin Xi, very seriously.
Su Jing has always attached great importance to health care.
Su Jing had a thorough understanding of the matter of longevity in ancient times, and it was possible to live without illness or disaster.
"I heard from my eldest brother that Mr. Su has many shops in Lishui County and has so much money that he can't use them all. Mr. Su, why don't you buy a big yard and hire a lot of servants and slaves? As long as you have money, you won't need anything. Done."
Zhu Xi wiped the sweat from his forehead. It still took a lot of effort to fill a tank of water.
For Zhu Ping, being served is a matter of course.
Because he is the son of Lao Zhu, the son of the lord of the world, and the king of Qin, who will rule the land.
Su Jing shook her head and said: "King Qin, you are wrong. People living in this world cannot do nothing."
Zhu Xi immediately said: "Mr. Su, if you have money, it's enough. If you pay others to do it, don't you have to do it yourself?"
"Prince Qin, I am just a businessman, and my money is not conjured out of thin air. Isn't it true that making money is also doing something?"
Su Jing continued to play Wuqinxi and chatted with Zhu Ping.
Zhu Xi nodded and said, "That's right. Making money is actually a lot of work. It's not as easy as doing these jobs."
Zhu Xi was still deeply impressed by the last soap business.
That was the first time that he took the lead on something by himself, and finally received praise from Zhu Yuanzhang.
"You saw the firewood in the corner, please help King Qin chop it."
Su Jing was still playing Wuqinxi calmly, but she just saw Zhu Ping finish one thing and asked him to do the next one.
"Yes, Mr. Su."
Zhu Ping ignored the need to drink water and came to the firewood pile in the corner again.
The ax and wooden stakes had been prepared a long time ago. Of course, Su Jing had originally prepared them for herself, but it was just that Zhu Xi came by chance.
Zhu Ping picked up a long piece of firewood and placed it straight on the stake. He raised and lowered the ax.
As expected, the first ax bounced away and didn't penetrate at all.
As the saying goes, if you haven't eaten pork, you haven't seen a pig run away.
But here in Zhu Ming, he had never seen what it was like to chop firewood.
Su Jing didn't say anything or give any guidance, she just continued to practice her Wu Qin Xi.
Zhu Xi didn't yell and started studying the method of chopping firewood.
In the distance, the guards responsible for Zhu Ping's safety were watching everything happening in the courtyard through binoculars.
"His Royal Highness the King of Qin is fetching water and chopping firewood. Is this really okay? Your Majesty will probably punish us if he finds out."
A young guard looked a little ugly. They were Zhu Ping's bodyguards and were responsible for more than just Zhu Ping's safety.
The other guard said calmly: "It's okay, that's Mr. Su. Not to mention carrying water and chopping firewood, even if His Highness the King of Qin washes Mr. Su's feet, His Majesty will not blame him."
The young guard's expression changed drastically and he said, "Really, boss, are you kidding me?"
"I'm not kidding. Anyway, whatever Mr. Su asked His Highness, King Qin, to do, as long as it doesn't endanger life, we don't care about anything."
The old guard laughed and said.
As the eldest, he naturally spent a long time in the palace and gained a lot of experience.
Being able to be responsible for Zhu Ping's safety is quite easy at this level.
Click!
Zhu Xi finally split the firewood, and his face showed excitement.
"Look carefully at the cross section. There are textures on it. Reading the texture accurately next time you chop firewood will get twice the result with half the effort."
At this time, Su Jing opened his mouth to remind him.
Zhu Ming immediately followed Su Jing's prompts and began to observe, and the subsequent wood chopping went much more smoothly.
"Mr. Su, you really know everything."
After chopping for a while, Zhu Xi stopped to rest and thanked Su Jing.
At this time, Su Jing had finished exercising. He picked up a cup of tea and walked to Zhu Xi and handed it over: "It's just life experience. For you, King Qin, these are novel things, but for the common people, this is daily life." .”
"Thank you Mr. Su."
Zhu Xi took the water and drank it in one gulp as he was already thirsty.
"Mr. Su, if you have enough money, is there really no way to do nothing?"
Zhu Xi asked Su Jing, "Zhu Xi really likes having fun."
Su Jing looked at Zhu Xi, but she didn't laugh at him.
After all, it is normal for you to be immature mentally when you are only a teenager.
Not everyone can be like Zhu Ru, who already has thoughts beyond ordinary people when he is less than ten years old.
"Of course not, let's just talk about your father. He is the emperor. The entire Ming Dynasty is under his control. There should be no one richer than him in the world."
Su Jing said to Zhu Xi, "But I think you should know very well whether your father is usually busy or not."
When it comes to wealth, the emperor is the most powerful person in the world.
Because there is nothing in the world other than the royal land!
Su Jing can be considered a moderately successful businessman, but compared with Lao Zhu, it can only be a world of difference.
But Lao Zhu’s busyness is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Zhu Xi fell into silence. In fact, when he was in the palace, most of the time, he could not see Zhu Yuanzhang.
Even if Zhu Yuanzhang is his father.
As for what Zhu Yuanzhang was doing, Zhu Feng didn't know it when he was a child, but he knows it now.
Going to court, handling government affairs, studying, teaching Prince Zhu Biao, etc., and finally supervising the study of these princes.
Perhaps from a father's perspective, Zhu Yuanzhang is not considered competent.
But as an emperor, Lao Zhu is definitely conscientious.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was so wealthy, was busier than anyone in the world.
"It seems you understand."
Su Jing looked at Zhu Fang and smiled and said: "King Qin, you have to do something in your life. Of course, for you, you can indeed choose to be a dandy prince and a raging vassal king, but I think, then It’s not what you want, King Qin.”
The historical King of Qin, Zhu Ping, was quite cruel, and his cruel side would show up if anything went slightly wrong.
However, Su Jing has changed Zhu Ping, and the wheel of history has changed.
"What Mr. Su said is absolutely true, people always have to do something."
Zhu Xi nodded and threw away the unrealistic fantasies in his mind.
Even the emperor couldn't do anything, let alone him.
"Okay, after you finish chopping these firewood, you can rest for a while and go out with me later."
Su Jing said lightly to Zhu Xi.
"Yes, Mr. Su."
Zhu Xi immediately started chopping firewood again.
In the yard, Su Jing took out cloth bags one by one and opened them all. Inside were the damaged spices.
Su Jing took out another homemade scale to weigh the spices.
It's not that there are no accurate small scales, it's just that Su Jing needs to slowly increase or decrease the weight, so traditional scales are not very convenient for one person to use.
"Eight anise is forty cents, cinnamon is twenty cents, fennel is twenty-four cents, dried ginger, kaempferol, and nutmeg are each sixteen cents, amomum villosum is fourteen cents, grass fruit is twelve cents, and wood and galangal are ten cents each. , tangerine peel and cloves cost eight cents each, and peppercorns cost six cents each.”
Su Jing muttered the ratios of various spices, and then weighed them out one by one.
However, not all of these spices are available. There are some things that even Su Jing does not have.
But Su Jing didn't care too much. He was just doing it casually, and the most important thing was to get the finished product out first.
Su Jing's careful weighing behavior naturally attracted the attention of the woodcutter boy Zhu Xi.
The piles of things looked like medicinal materials.
"Mr. Su, are you sick?"
Zhu Ping asked with concern.
Zhu Chong had also heard a little bit about Su Jing's ability to cure diseases. It was said that Su Jing helped cure the condition of E Guogong Chang Yuchun.
However, Zhu Xi didn’t know much about the specific inside story.
Su Jing just finished weighing all the spices and looked up at Zhu Xi: "King Qin, how could you tell that I was sick?"
Zhu Xi immediately said: "Isn't Mr. Su preparing medicine now? Will he still have to prepare medicine later?"
Hearing this, Su Jing suddenly laughed: "Hahaha! It seems that I made King Qin misunderstand, but I am not dispensing medicine."
"Then what is Mr. Su doing?"
Zhu Xi asked curiously.
Su Jing smiled: "I won't talk about it for now. King Qin, please take a bundle of firewood and go to the kitchen with me first."
Um?
Zhu Xi was a little confused. What was he doing instead of going to the kitchen to boil medicine?
"Yes, Mr. Su."
Although he was puzzled, Zhu Xi still followed Su Jing's instructions, picked up a bundle of firewood and followed Su Jing into the kitchen.
"King Qin, please light the fire."
Su Jing once again assigned Zhu Ping a task to light a fire.
Zhu Xi nodded, sat in front of the stove, and started to light the fire.
Su Jing simply washed the weighed spices with water to remove the dust on the surface.
After that, when the temperature in the pot rose, Su Jing poured all the washed spices into it.
"Small fire, don't make it big."
Su Jing warned, and then used a spatula to gently stir up the spices in the pot.
Zhu Ming immediately concentrated on it and carefully controlled the fire in the stove.
As the spices continued to roll in the pot, the water vapor on the surface evaporated, and all the spices became dry, but Su Jing still did not stop and continued to stir-fry.
After about a minute or two, the aroma spreads from the pot.
Su Jing's flipping speed became faster and faster, and the entire kitchen was soon filled with fragrance.
"It smells so good, Mr. Su!"
Zhu Xi couldn't help but sigh.
Su Jing ignored it and focused on looking at the spices in the pot, waiting for the fragrance of the spices to be completely stimulated.
When the aroma reached its strongest point, Su Jing scooped out all the spices in the pot and poured them into the bowl.
"Prince Qin, you can turn off the flames."
Su Jing held the bowl and said to Zhu Xi.
"Yes...yes, Mr. Su."
Zhu Xiangang was still immersed in the fragrance, but when Su Jing suddenly shouted, his whole body was excited.
After hurriedly putting out the fire, Zhu Xi saw that Su Jing had taken out a medicine grinder.
Su Jing threw all the roasted spices into the medicine grinder, and then began to grind them continuously.
The fragrance burst out again at this moment, becoming even more intense.
Zhu Chong walked quickly to Su Jing, carefully looked at the finely crushed spices in the medicine grinder, and asked with great curiosity: "Mr. Su, what on earth is this?"
Because they are roasted, the medicinal materials are easily crushed. Su Jing's weight is not large, and the grinding is completed in minutes.
"This is Thirteen Incense."
Su Jing replied with a smile.
Thirteen incense?
Zhu Xi was stunned and had no idea what Su Jing was talking about.
"Mr. Su, what are the Thirteen Incenses?"
Zhu Xi asked Su Jing.
Su Jing explained: "It's very simple. It's the mixture and grinding of the spices I just weighed. The powders in front of you are the thirteen incense."
Zhu Ming was still at a loss. He looked at the strong smell emitting from the powder in the medicine grinder and frowned: "So, Mr. Su, is this some kind of medicine powder? What disease does it cure?"
In Zhu Xi's mind, these things were still drugs.
"Strictly speaking, thirteen incense can indeed cure diseases, but it only treats diseases of the mouth and stomach."
Su Jing followed Zhu Xi's words.
Zhu Xi's eyes lit up and he said: "What kind of disease is the disease of the mouth and stomach? Or can all kinds of diseases of the mouth and stomach be cured?"
"Don't worry, King Qin, it's time for us to go out."
Su Jing carefully put the thirteen incense into the jar prepared in advance and sealed it.
Zhu Xi was still very curious and took Su Jing out.
However, as the two of them arrived at the gate of Jinling Hotel, Zhu Xi was confused again.
Why did this treatment come to the door of the hotel again?
"Master, are you coming for dinner? The old place is ready."
As soon as Su Jing arrived at the door, the manager of the Jinling Hotel immediately ran out to greet her.
During the recent turmoil, the manager of Jinling Hotel has been very vigilant.
When Su Jing comes, she must be greeted in person.
"No, go directly to the kitchen."
Su Jing said directly.
He didn't come here just to eat.
"Okay, boss."
When he heard that he was going to the kitchen, the manager of Jinling Hotel understood that Su Jing must be developing new dishes.
He also looked a little excited, which was an important reason why he had always been extremely loyal to Su Jing.
Su Jing's cooking skills, especially the new dishes she developed, are really amazing!
"Who is this?"
The shopkeeper of Jinling Hotel also noticed Zhu Xi behind Su Jing and asked carefully.
"Niu Shuang, Niu Yi's younger brother."
Su Jing was the first to speak and gave Zhu Ping an identity.
The reason? Su Jing didn't want her peaceful life in Lishui County to be disturbed.
The gap between a successful businessman and the prince's teacher is huge.
"It turns out it's Mr. Niu. I said he looks a bit like the eldest Mr. Niu. Please come in!"
The manager of Jinling Hotel immediately welcomed Zhu Xiang.
He sees how good the relationship between Zhu Biao and Su Jing is, so he will definitely not neglect Zhu Ping in the slightest.
Zhu Xi nodded, very curious.
But he didn't speak, just followed Su Jing and watched silently.
This was Zhu Biao's teaching to him before coming here: talk less, watch more and do more.
Zhu Xi is practicing it very seriously.
(End of chapter)
