Chapter 288 The Imperial Master descends from heaven and the imperial edict arrives!

Listening to the three people chatting with each other, Chen Ye also thought of this problem.

The people of the Ming Dynasty, or the people of ancient times, the vast majority of people in the city were pretty good if they could take a serious bath once a month, let alone two or three days.

After all, it takes a lot of work to carry water and boil water. It's a waste of firewood and a lot of work. Usually they just go bare-chested and wet the handkerchief to wipe themselves. Well, the effect is a little bit useful.

This is only done by the fastidious people, or those rich businessmen, or exquisite women. How can the people who are rushing to live every day have time?

The most they can do is wipe their hands and face. If you ask them to roll up their sleeves, they can give you a pound of leg-stretching pills.

Not to mention the hair of ordinary people. The reason why their hair is tied up is to keep it tight. If it is let down, not only will it get oily, but also all kinds of lice will crawl on it.

This also gave rise to the sachet industry and the emergence of various insect repellent and insecticidal scents. Most aromatherapy has the same insecticidal effect as mosquito coils.

This is also the reason why the incense industry developed in ancient times. Various incense mixed with medicinal materials can achieve the effect of repelling insects and killing mosquitoes.

So traveling back in time to ancient times is really not a beautiful thing. If you are in a rich family and there are many people waiting on you, it will be fine, and your life will be very comfortable.

But if you are in a rural area and want to be clean, spend time cleaning it by the river every day. Your fellow villagers may leave your house alone, and you may have fleas even when you sleep at night.

"There is a long way to go! The Ministry of Health's publicity alone is of no use. People must really get rich and infrastructure facilities can be truly laid out so that people can think about taking a bath and have the leisure to take a bath."

"What I like most is that my husband is doing good for the people, unlike those corrupt officials in the court."

"That's right, that's right. If all the high officials in the world were like husbands, what would the Ming Dynasty be like?"

Listening to Chen Ye's words, Cai Wei and Cai Die looked at Chen Ye with bright eyes. What they liked was the truth that Chen Ye often said.

When others say they want the people to do whatever they want, they will only regard it as a joke. The key is that Chen Ye is close to the emperor and what he says is useful and can be realized.

"Hezi and his two sisters thought the same. Every family in the Japanese country treats their servants as livestock, which means that the husband will treat his servants as human beings."

"Are you getting better and better at talking now?

Okay, it's already eight o'clock. Pick up the weeds and butterflies, take care of your home, and teach Hezi well. Don't bully her. If she comes to complain to me, watch your butts.

Hezi, when asking Caiwei and Caidi for advice, ask questions if you don't understand. Don't be bored. In the future, I will always have my own property in the Japanese country, and these cannot be given to your mother's family."

"Hezi understands. He must learn from his two sisters and will not let his husband down."

"Husband, don't worry, will we still bully my sister?"

Chen Ye stood up, walked to the shoe cabinet in his slippers, stretched out his hand, and took out a new pair of sneakers from the space.

While putting on my shoes, I was thinking, the last time the sand and gravel collection system made me restrain myself, it seems that it was because it was too obvious that I was using it for public use?

After all, the display window has always been a transfer station for transactions, and the items Chongzhen took out were all sold to him by himself, and he often directly regarded the system as a storage space without forming a transaction.

When the three women sent Chen Ye to the door, Jin Yiwei, who had been waiting outside the door since he got up early in the morning, guarded several motorcycles. When he saw Chen Ye going out, he quickly saluted and said hello.

The Jinyiwei who belonged to Chen Ye were the first to change their clothes. Their clothes had changed into Mao suits. Headphones were hung on their ears. The line was connected to the Jinyiwei headquarters through the intercom on their waist.

A group of people escorted Chen Ye and quickly rode motorcycles to the airport in Zhili that was under construction.

When passing the intersection of Andingmen Street and Dongzhimen Street, Chen Ye even discovered that there was an official standing in the middle of the road, directing the carriages passing by and giving way to the main road to allow the bicycles and motorcycles of court officials to pass.

There is always a feeling of a film and television city that is both modern and completely ancient.

What a clumsy time-travel drama.

Since we already have experience in the construction of Liaoyang Airport, the construction speed of Zhili Airport will be faster. The experience of driving construction vehicles all the way allows the construction truck drivers to drive extremely smoothly on flat ground.

The airport's new runway was built in less than four days under the neat work of a group. It is a second-level cement road that is one kilometer long and ten meters wide. At this moment, several Novice Six vehicles are parked in a tent at the end of the runway.

Hangar.

A soldier in ground service uniforms wearing a helmet is leading several reserve ground workers wearing headphones to learn how to protect these big guys in front of him.

In a row of military green tents, there are several selected pilots who are learning to use simulated flight cabins. They also have physical classes every afternoon and cultural classes in the evenings.

Chen Ye already knows these contents. After all, he is the link between the two worlds, and he assisted in setting up all the contents, but the person who implemented them is Chongzhen.

"Shopkeeper, this way!"

Next to the only frame building at the airport, Chongzhen saw Chen Ye and waved to Chen Ye that he was there.

In fact, there is no need for Chongzhen to signal. Chongzhen's dragon flag and the only frame house in the entire airport can explain Chongzhen's location.

"Lao Zhu, why haven't the household supplies and silver coins been confiscated in the display window?"

"I'll collect it right away. Yesterday they reported that it was ready. It's strange. I always feel that the food from the Ministry of Revenue is collected and then released. It feels weird."

"Probably because this kind of material collection does not reflect transaction behavior."

Chen Ye told his guess, making Chongzhen look clear.

"That's what you said, but the shop owner. Why don't you learn from Heshen's disaster relief method of later generations and mix the rice with something?"

"Because Heshen provided disaster relief, the root cause was not disaster relief, but to make money, so he replaced the good rice provided by the court with old rice and rotten rice that could not be eaten.

The euphemistic saying is that officials will not eat these, so the people can have something to eat. Think about it, if all the food with all kinds of rat urine and rat feces is cooked, the people who starve to death are almost as likely to die from diseases as they eat them.

Indeed, the people survived because of these, but in essence he was not saving the people, in his heart he was saving the animals, so he didn't care at all how the people were eating.

What's more, there is no part of Heshen's disaster relief in history. The real history is that good rice was replaced by poor rice, and the poor rice was intercepted again.

The officials didn't dare to tell, so they could only add their own information. It should be the historical information I found for you, and this strange thing got mixed in unpreparedly.

Speaking of which, since we have good rice, why do we need to add more ingredients? In the former Song Dynasty, Zhao Gong provided disaster relief, but others did not do this. Others could do it to appease the victims.

In the final analysis, it is the execution personnel below who are the key. Do you think those officials will not be able to separate the rice for you if you mix it with sand?

But even if it is so bad, the Qing Dynasty is much better than you at this time. Others have at least initiated disaster relief from the court. How about you? How many times have you done disaster relief if I hadn't appeared?"

Hearing what Chen Ye said, Chongzhen instantly understood that no matter how poor the disaster relief was, as long as the root cause was not good, only those on the surface would get help, and secretly the people would still be hungry.

"Get the drone out. I'll go find Zhang Guowei first, then Yang Sichang in the afternoon, and have a heart-to-heart talk with Li Dingguo. The routes these days are quite booked."

"Thank you for your hard work, shopkeeper. Over there with Yang Sichang, shopkeeper, you have to reprimand him severely for me. Come over for lunch and I'll treat you to dragon meat."

"Dragon meat?"

"I caught a sturgeon weighing four hundred pounds in the canal. It looks like a dragon. I'll give you a try later."

"No, no, no! Don't you know that the older the fish, the better the meat? And I don't like to eat fish."

When Chen Ye heard Chongzhen's words, he quickly stopped. These ancient people always liked to eat these very large giant mutated creatures to prove their destiny.

Four hundred kilograms of large sturgeons were caught from a canal and sent to Chongzhen. I am afraid there is not much left to eat, and the outside is probably rotten.

What's more, the bigger the creature is, the more delicious it is. People who often eat various types of meat know that the older the creature, the better the meat. For example, the meat quality of piglets and adult pigs is different.

"Don't you like it, owner? Forget it, I'll let Concubine Tian give you two side dishes at will, and we'll have some for lunch."

"Okay, we can have this. Then I'll go to the drone first. Let's get started as soon as possible."

Chen Ye nodded. This time he was quite satisfied with Chongzhen's opinion. It only took him more than an hour to travel to Henan.

Then I discussed the details with Zhang Guowei, put down the supplies and the radio, and left the radio tutorial tablet. The whole process took less than three hours.

It's time to eat before 12 noon. Well, it's very late. Tian Guifei's cooking skills are also good. With modern seasonings, the ancient carefully selected natural ingredients are still very tasty.

After the drone took off, Chongzhen took out his walkie-talkie and started to contact the palace, telling Concubine Tian that she needed to have dinner with the shop owner at noon today and asked him to make some dishes.

In fact, what he eats is not important. What is important is that Chongzhen should give Chen Ye an attitude, that is, treat Chen Ye completely as his own family, and even be closer than his own family.

Therefore, even if Chongzhen had an imperial chef around him, he would still let his beloved Concubine Tian cook. This was the reason why.

Concubine Tian Guifei, who was explaining the picture-recognition atlas to Zhu Yuli in the palace, looked at the palace maid who suddenly came in and motioned for her to keep her voice down.

"Your Majesty, the father-in-law from the main hospital's intercom came over and said that His Majesty asked you to cook some dishes and that you would have dinner with the Imperial Master at noon."

"Okay, I understand."

Concubine Tian nodded and said. She turned around and found Zhu Yuli staring at her with his eyes twinkling. He had obviously heard their conversation and couldn't help but think that Zhu Yuli seemed to have a good relationship with Chen Ye.

"Girl, has your uncle, the shop owner, ever told you what his favorite dish is?"

"Candy!! And fruits!!! The shopkeeper uncle often brings these delicious things to me."

Concubine Tian Guifei looked at the serious Zhu Yuli and felt a little stupid.

Even if a little girl is loved by adults, they won't talk to her about what she likes to eat.

"The owner's uncle also said that he likes to eat twice-cooked pork, sweet and sour pork loin, braised beef, and stir-fried shredded potatoes."

!!?

It seems that children really like to eat. This kind of information is very accurate.

Shaking her head, Concubine Tian started to open the tablet according to the name of the dish reported by Zhu Yuli, skillfully found the recipe software, and then ordered someone to send orders to the imperial kitchen to prepare the ingredients for her.

As a noble concubine, Concubine Tian wanted to cook, so naturally she would not be like ordinary people, who had to choose and prepare the dishes by herself.

Her cooking is actually to ask the imperial kitchen to prepare all the ingredients, and then she is responsible for putting them into the pot.

Even if there was a dish that was too explosive, she would ask the royal chefs to stir-fry it if it wasn't for the purpose of showing it off to Chongzhen.

Half an hour later, Concubine Tian officially set off and rushed to the imperial dining room, followed by her curious daughter who was being led by the palace maid.

"Your Majesty, according to the recipe, all the dishes have been prepared."

"Well, let's get started. Remember, the order in which all the bowls are handed out must be according to my instructions. The time and breath must also be watched carefully, and no mess can be made."
To be continued...