Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Emperor Jing's gaze momentarily went blank.

He could explain the issue of 'competing with the people for profit'.

Because his restaurant caused other restaurants in the market to lower prices and offer discounts, benefiting the common people, which was indeed a good thing.

But he couldn't, for the life of him, figure out where his son got this confidence.

Opening a restaurant and daring to arrogantly proclaim 'merit in the present, benefit for generations to come'.

It's just a restaurant, could it possibly reach the heavens!?

Seeing that Emperor Jing didn't speak, Li Yuanzhao grinned and asked, "Father, do you not believe me?"

"Pure boasting!" Emperor Jing said calmly.

Li Yuanzhao laughed: "Good, good, good! You've come at the right time today. Your son will personally take you to see how this restaurant of mine operates from beginning to end. Coincidentally, Old Fang hasn't seen it either, I'll take you both to see it clearly in one go!"

He left as soon as he said it, and Guo Tianyang immediately went to prepare horses and carriages.

Half an hour later, the three of them had already left the capital and arrived in the outskirts.

In the suburbs, Emperor Jing looked at the scenery around him in confusion. There were only a few bungalows in the distance, which didn't look like they were inhabited. There wasn't even a vegetable garden at the entrance.

"There is neither farmland nor residential houses here. What did you bring me here for?"

Li Yuanzhao said, "Father, your son said that we would see it from beginning to end, so naturally we start with the chickens. In order to meet the supply of live chickens in the restaurant, your son specially opened a chicken farm here."

"That is... you see, that one room can accommodate six hundred chickens."

As Li Yuanzhao spoke, he led Emperor Jing towards the bungalow: "This is just the beginning. Six hundred chickens are far from enough to supply the restaurant. I'm afraid it won't even last three days. Currently, the chickens are all purchased from the people."

"But in the future, your son believes that fast-food restaurants must have their own chicken farms, because the requirements for ingredients in your son's restaurant are like the requirements for parts in a factory. All finished products must maintain the same standard."

"The chickens bought from the people are of varying quality and cannot meet the requirements of the restaurant at all, but for now, we can only make do."

Are the things from Kending Chicken considered 'making do' right now?

Emperor Jing frowned deeply: "Nonsense, I have never heard that opening a restaurant requires opening a chicken farm to meet the requirements. It takes five months for a chicken to grow into an adult chicken. How many chicken farms do you need to open to meet the supply of the restaurant?"

"If everyone did business like you, wouldn't they be exhausted to death?"

Li Yuanzhao said helplessly: "That's right, your son also hopes to be able to disassemble all the processes like building a train, and only be responsible for the final assembly part."

"But the operating model of your son's restaurant is obviously different from all the restaurants outside. Only by forging a new path can we gain a foothold in the market, and in the future, we can split up the various processes, cultivate partners, and disperse our own risks and pressures."

"So your son can only start with chicken farming, but just talking about chicken farming is a major event full of knowledge."

As they spoke, the three of them had already arrived next to the chicken farm.

The door of the chicken coop was open, and a strong smell of chicken manure wafted out. The chickens inside were all in cages, clucking.

Li Yuanzhao explained: "If you want the chickens to grow meat quickly, the key is to let them eat and drink their fill and not move, reducing the consumption of energy. So your son thought of keeping them densely in cages, feeding them uniformly, saving time and improving efficiency."

"Your son originally thought that he was the first to think of this method, but after flipping through some agricultural books, he discovered that predecessors had already explored it. But why hasn't this simple and easy-to-implement method that everyone can think of been promoted?" Li Yuanzhao said slowly.

"Later, your son understood that so many chickens being kept in a confined space are extremely prone to chicken plague. Once they get sick, all the chickens will be finished. No one can take such a risk."

Emperor Jing was thoughtful: "I see, continue speaking."

Li Yuanzhao straightened his chest slightly: "Predecessors stopped here, but your son will definitely not stop in place. As long as we find the reason why chicken plague occurs and how to solve chicken plague, the efficiency of chicken farming can be greatly improved."

"For this reason, your son sought a group of top physicians from Taoyuan Medical Center to help me find the answer. They did not disappoint your son's expectations. They only took two months to find the reason and also gave a solution."

Emperor Jing suddenly widened his eyes!

He actually found a solution? If there really is a way to make the country produce meat efficiently.

Then 'merit in the present, benefit for generations to come' is really not just arrogant words spoken casually.

"The people from Taoyuan Medical Center have been comparing in groups, and finally found that 80% of the chicken group's illness should be caused by chicken manure. In addition, temperature, humidity, and the turbid air in the chicken coop can also cause illness."

"So the physicians at Taoyuan Medical Center suggested that in order to reduce the chickens' illness, the chicken coop should be cleaned frequently, paying attention to ventilation, laying bedding in the cages, and changing it frequently to keep it clean."

"Most importantly, they used penicillin to treat the chickens, and it was successful! Penicillin can not only treat people, but also treat chickens!" Li Yuanzhao was faintly excited when he said the last sentence.

Emperor Jing was completely stunned, his thinking completely unable to keep up with Li Yuanzhao.

The physicians at Taoyuan Medical Center... raising chickens! And giving chicken-raising advice.

Giving advice is one thing, penicillin is a well-known panacea in the capital, and now even chickens can use it?!

Fang Zheng couldn't help but start applauding Li Yuanzhao.

The prince not only has business acumen, but also has considerable scientific thinking.

Beautiful, this wave of cooperation with the medical center is really well played by him.

But unfortunately, the previous set of methods to keep it clean can only reduce the probability of chickens getting sick, and treating chickens... the cost of penicillin is too high.

It is extravagant for people to use, and it is obviously not ideal for livestock to use.

Although penicillin has been around for many years, the problem of mass production... has not been solved.

Just as Fang Zheng was thinking this, Li Yuanzhao's regretful voice rang in his ear: "But although we know the solution, it is not practical. Penicillin is too expensive, but this discovery is still of great value. Maybe penicillin will be cheaper in ten or twenty years?"

"In addition to the external environment, there is also a lot of room for improvement in the chickens themselves... Your son went to the agricultural college of Dongjiao University and asked them. They said that chickens can be improved through hybridization to improve the speed of meat growth. There are some signs now, but they have not yet developed a breed that is better than native chickens. There is also the matching of feed... Many problems have been thought of by predecessors, but they are far from perfect!"

"Your son guesses that everything the ancients did was to strive for practicality. If it didn't work, they immediately chose to give up and look for another way. And Dongjiao University is focusing on practicality while also digging deep into the root of the problem. But these studies, which initially seem to have no value, will definitely explode with unexpected effects at some point!"

"Imagine, if in the future there is a new chicken breed that produces meat quickly and cheap penicillin, wouldn't there be such chicken farms everywhere in our Great Jing? Hundreds or thousands of chickens can be produced quickly at a time... Then everyone in the world will be able to eat chicken!"

Emperor Jing was very gratified.

Amazing, it is quite amazing to have this major discovery and understanding... It is enough to see that the prince is attentive and hardworking.

But... this is definitely not the reason for his smugness!

"You have said so much, but the problem of intensive chicken farming does not seem to be fundamentally solved. Once the chicken group gets sick, there is still no solution. Who would raise chickens like you at great risk, it is better to buy them from the people." Emperor Jing said lightly.

Li Yuanzhao smiled slightly: "Father is wrong."

"Although the fundamental problem has not been solved, your son personally thought of a compromise method. While greatly reducing the chance of chicken flocks getting sick, it can also reduce chicken activity and speed up meat growth!"

Emperor Jing said in surprise: "If what you said is true, then it is indeed a remarkable improvement. How did you do it?"

Li Yuanzhao said mysteriously: "This is a wonderful method, allow your son to keep you in suspense... Does Father know about basketball?"

"Basketball? I know a little about it."

"Knowing a little is enough. Father, I hope you can think about combining basketball and chickens!"

Basketball and chickens!?

Long-sealed memories were awakened... Fang Zheng fell into petrification....

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