The back door of my house can last until the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 228 Go to Shaanxi and ask for help

Looking at Wu Wushang who knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to him, Sun Jie didn't have any superfluous expression on his face.

After he finished kowtowing, Sun Jie tapped lightly on the table in front of him.

Although he didn't say a word, the oppressive force on his body alone has already made Wu Keshan terrified.

Just when Wu Keshan was about to kowtow again, Sun Jie's flat voice sounded:
"You are the one who opened this store, right? I think you didn't write the words on the huge plaque at the entrance of your store, did you? Those words are powerful and easy to handle."

Wu Keshan answered hastily, for fear of neglecting Sun Jie.

"We asked someone to write the plaque outside, and it cost three silver dollars! Fortunately, His Majesty was extra merciful and let my father and younger brother come over and leave some money!"

While speaking, he kowtowed to Sun Jie again and again to show his gratitude.

Back then, Wu Keshan was known as an eagle on the grassland. He was the most capable young man in the Horqin tribe. His ability to lead troops in battle was also second to none among the tribe, and his superb arrow skills surpassed the grassland.

But now the scimitar in his hand has long been turned into a kitchen knife, and the superb arrow technique has also become the way to spread oil or sprinkle seasoning on roast lamb.

History is so cruel.

He was fine, at least he survived.

Those people like Huang Taiji have already turned into lonely ghosts, and those bronze statues still stand outside Shenyang City.

Perhaps, Huang Taiji in there would also envy Wu Keshan's life now.

While the two were talking, Buhe and Manzhu Xili came in from the door respectfully. The two of them, like Wu Keshan, knelt on the ground facing Sun Jie as soon as they entered, kowtowing Ring your head.

The three of them, father and son, were able to bend and stretch, and they didn't feel insulted at all.

Although the power in their hands has almost disappeared now, at least their lives have been saved.

If you keep wandering on the grassland like before, who knows where you will be tomorrow?

Maybe, in the not-too-distant future, it will be nothing more than a steaming poop of wild wolves.

Looking at the respectful attitudes of several people, Sun Jie nodded,

Their mentality is relatively peaceful, and they don't have that kind of rebellious posture. In addition, since they came to Chang'an City, they have never heard that they have any rebellious intentions or other ideas, so Sun Jie Be more reassuring about them.

Their family should be regarded as a benchmark for Sun Jie to deal with the grassland issue.

Thinking of the respectful attitude of their family, Sun Jie's voice became more and more peaceful:

"How effective is this barbecue restaurant? How many cattle and sheep can be sold every day, and how much profit is it? It shouldn't be a problem to support the expenses of a lifetime, right?"

If this store was placed before Sun Jie came to the end of the Ming Dynasty, the benefits would definitely not be good.

In the late Ming Dynasty, people who could eat meat were either rich or noble, but Chang'an City was so big, and the number of dignitaries and wealthy people was limited, so it was impossible for them to eat meat every day.

At that time, opening a restaurant selling prairie barbecue would not only make no money, but even lose money.

It is different now, during the long time that Sun Jie has governed Chang'an City, the living conditions of the people in Chang'an City have also continued to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A small barbecue meal for three days has become the choice of most people in Chang'an City.

The father and son are very economical, and the decoration of his house is also very prairie style. In the hall, the grassland is the selling point, and there are many ornaments and various folk items passed down from the grassland.

In addition, the three of them were originally born and raised grassland people, so these things are very particular, and they cannot be compared with the fakes arranged by second-hand dealers.

Bu He kowtowed several times, and a huge bag appeared on his head. Before Sun Jie could ask again, his excited voice kept ringing in the room:
"Your Majesty is truly a benevolent person in the world. He can give us prisoners of the ranks a way out. Now we eat well, wear warm clothes, and don't have to worry about cattle and sheep, let alone be afraid of strong winds blowing us away. This Chang'an The city is simply a paradise in our hearts!"

The tone was full of excitement, and it sounded more like flattering.

The officials standing next to Sun Jie frowned when they heard Bu He's shameless flattery.

But Bu He kept praising Sun Jie as if he didn't know it.

While speaking, he praised Sun Jie to the sky, like a god descending from the sky.

Listening to Bu He's angry voice, Sun Jie knew that he didn't suffer much here.

I don't want to listen to his flattery anymore, and now I just want to taste his craft.

Sun Jie waved his hand: "Okay, you are here for dinner today, show off your skills, and stop talking nonsense!"

"Okay, Your Majesty treats you well!"

Buhe cautiously gave Sun Jie another nod, and then took Wu Keshan and Manzhu Xili out.

Looking at the three people who walked out, Sun Jie said: "When dealing with the grasslands, you can't be tough or gentle, you have to be gentle, and you have to separate the princes and nobles from the ordinary herdsmen.

The reason why the Ming Dynasty could not completely solve the grassland problem was because they did not completely separate the ordinary herdsmen from the princes and nobles.

In fact, they cannot be blamed for this. After all, herdsmen are the cornerstone of these princes and nobles. If the Ming court did this, it would definitely attract rebellion from the grassland tribes.

At that time, the entire grassland will be turned against the sky, and it may be difficult to deal with it with the strength of the Ming Dynasty.

It was possible during the Hongwu and Yongle years, but since the Tumubao Incident, this possibility has become extremely slim.

The reason why our dynasty was able to separate the herdsmen from the princes and nobles is precisely because of power and the powerful weapons and troops in our hands. Only by defeating the enemy first can we do what we want to do! "

Officials like Sun Chuanting and Lu Xiangsheng stood beside Sun Jie. They listened to the instruction seriously and kept all these words in their minds.

"The grasslands and the Central Plains have fought and exchanged with each other year after year, and each has won or lost.

Now that they have surrendered, they are the people of my Great Qin.Don't make the mistakes of Daming, don't exploit them. "Sun Jie said again earnestly.

Bu He took his two sons to the backyard of the hotel. There was a huge sheepfold in the backyard, which was full of fat sheep bought in the past few days.

A fat lamb was selected from it, slaughtered on the spot, and its belly was disemboweled.

The three of them were very skilled in their techniques, and the whole process took only ten minutes.

Afterwards, they walked into the room where Sun Jie was with the processed ingredients.

In the cold winter, they brought in a stove, put the lamb on an iron rack very skillfully, and hung it on the stove to bake.

When the fat was sizzling, Wu Keshan sprinkled a handful of cumin and chili powder on top of the fat sheep.

The scent was immediately aroused and reverberated continuously in the room.

Officials like Sun Chuanting would not allow Sun Jie to eat these things easily, not because they wanted to restrict Sun Ji's freedom, but because they were afraid that there was fraud in these foods.

Sun Jie's safety is the top priority of the empire, and must be strictly checked at any time.

First let people like Wu Keshan eat some, and then after half an hour, they were eating some.

After tossing and tossing for an hour and a half, Sun Jie was not allowed to move his chopsticks until there was no problem at all.

It is said that being an emperor is good, but in Sun Jie's opinion, that is not the case. Most of the time, the meals he eats are cold, and if he wants to have a warm meal, he has to say hello extra.

Fortunately, the temperature of the stove is acceptable, and the mutton has not cooled down.

Sun Jie took a short knife and scraped off a few pieces of meat from the roasted whole lamb to feast on.

……

Eating a meal of mutton in the cold weather can completely warm up the body.

The same is true for Fu Wang Zhu Changxun who is far away in Luoyang. Sitting in the front hall of the backyard of Fu Wang's mansion, there is a brazier in the center, and a large pot is placed on it.

Sitting opposite him was a middle-aged man wearing a fur hat.

This man spoke with Qin Yin, his tone was blunt, and his expression was very unkind.

Zhu Changxun doesn't care about these at all, because there is something to be asked of him.

Zhu Changxun ate a piece of mutton, and when the fat and tender mutton began to melt in his mouth, he opened his mouth:

"Your Excellency came from Shaanxi. The weapons in your hands must be very powerful. How about the price!"

This man was not as particular as Zhu Changxun, he casually fished out a big bone stick from the pot, and gnawed on it.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Zhu Changxun's face, he didn't have an attack, and even praised with a smile:

"I heard that the big man in Kansai is bold and rough, and it is true when I saw him today!"

The little fat man Zhu Yousong stood beside him and poured a glass of wine for the big man with great insight.

Zhu Changxun failed again and again in the battle with Zhu Yujian, and he lost half of the whole Luoyang, with great loss of troops and horses.

The weapons in hand are far from enough. If they cannot be replenished in time, they will be defeated in the not-too-distant future.

But weapons are not so easy to obtain, and it is tantamount to wishful thinking to build a large number of weapons in a short period of time.

Just when he was in a state of desperation, a businessman from Shaanxi appeared in his vision.

At that time, the Shaanxi businessman was carrying a few sharp treasured knives and selling them along the street in Luoyang City.

Knowing this, he sent someone to check the businessman's strength.

Do not check, I don’t know, I’m scared.

This businessman has more than 3 sharp swords in his hands, and it is just outside Luoyang City.

If it was just an ordinary businessman, with Zhu Changxun's stingy look, maybe he would send troops to snatch the businessman directly.

But this Shaanxi businessman is different. First of all, he has more than 1000 well-equipped soldiers in his hands, and he has some connections in Shaanxi, so he has never dared to act rashly.

Time waits for no one. A few days ago, Zhu Yujian dispatched another [-] elite soldiers to march towards Luoyang City.

If he doesn't buy these weapons to arm the army, I'm afraid his lifespan will be over.

In order to prevent the business from flying away, he had to treat this person courteously.

After all, Henan is so big, there is no need for this businessman to do business with him.

The man ate all the meat on the big bone stick, wiped off the oily stains on his mouth, and then slowly opened his mouth:
"It's not a problem to sell these knives to you, but each knife costs 15 taels of silver."

"hiss!"

Hearing the price, Zhu Changxun gasped.

The price of 15 taels is too expensive, 15 taels for a knife, and 15 taels for [-] knives.

More than 3 handles will cost more than 45 taels of silver.

Although Zhu Changxun has a big family and a great career, he can't stand such a toss.

The war is like running water, and it hasn't been long since the war started, and most of the family property has been spent.

A prince, speaking at this time, actually begged a little more: "This price is too expensive, can it be cheaper?"

But this guy didn't listen to him at all, and his voice became cold and severe:
"You think it's expensive, some people think it's not. If you don't want to buy it, then I'll go to Nanyang. The world is so big, there will always be people who want to buy it!"

Seeing that the man wanted to change his mind, Zhu Changxun hurriedly persuaded him: "Talk over slowly, talk over slowly!"

This man was sent out by Sun Jie to do this kind of business.

Not only here in Luoyang Mansion, but also from Henan to the south, they can be found in almost all places.

Sun Jie occupied the entire northern part of the Ming Dynasty, and the weapons he captured were countless, and the broken copper and rotten iron left in the warehouse were just waiting to rust. The price offered is much more cost-effective than going back to the furnace and rebuilding.

……

Zhu Changxun had no other choice, he could only buy these weapons as a fool.

Before he distributed these weapons to the army, Zhu Yujian's army was not far from Luoyang Mansion.

As the saying goes, one raging soldier, one raging general.

Serving as a soldier under a soft guy like Zhu Changxun, how many of them have firm beliefs?

The only thing I thought about was serving as a soldier to eat food and have a full mouthful of food, and it was okay to fight with the wind, but when I encountered a hard nail, I would be in a mess and messed up.

Seeing that Luoyang was in danger, King Fu was very anxious.

In the main hall of Prince Fu's Mansion, his disciples sat together.

Just after he started the army, all of his servants were confident, and almost all of them were Zhuge Liang alive, and what's more, he even got himself a goose feather fan, which was always there no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, and swayed lightly.

But now, these people are like ants in a hot pot, spinning around and at a loss.

Zhu Changxun also lost the majesty of the past, instead of sitting on it, he wandered around in the hall, letting these people think of a way.

What can these people come up with?
Everyone is good at eating and taking cards. When encountering such a thing, everyone is a useless pig.

After talking nonsense for a long time, there is still no feasible solution.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a voice floated in the hall: "How about going to Shaanxi to ask for reinforcements?!"

These words were like water droplets dripping from an oil pan, instantly blasting the entire hall.

This method is too vicious.

This is no way, this is simply asking for trouble and delivering it to your door.

"Nonsense, mouth full of dung, how can this be a solution? I see that you are all trash. After such a long time, you can't think of a feasible solution. What use are you!"

Zhu Changxun kept cursing in the hall.

Looking for Sun Jie, isn't that courting death?Do you even need to think about it?

(End of this chapter)