At the gate of Zheng He's Mansion, a group of craftsmen were spending their last precious time asking Zhu Zhanyang for advice.
Zhu Zhanzhen came early this morning. There were many more craftsmen in the house, and Zhang San was already the leader of the craftsmen.
They took out the steam engine that had been made and asked Zhu Zhanzhen to comment and make corrections. Zhang San now writes down Zhu Zhanzhen's words in a small notebook and goes back to study them. He is sincerely convinced by this young master.
Zhu Zhanzhen has been answering questions for a group of people since the morning. He is even more tired than in school. As a social animal, working so diligently is contrary to human nature.
When it was time for lunch, Zhu Zhanzhen refused to stay for lunch even to death. At this time, a group of people took him to the car and asked him questions whenever they found any free time.
"Why were ancient people so curious about knowledge?" Zhu Zhanchen was helpless and collapsed after getting into the carriage. This day was almost the end of a week's course load in school.
"Master, Chu'er, please rub your legs." Chu'er saw Zhu Zhanzhen's hard work and began to serve him.
We haven't had lunch yet, and it will probably take a while to get back to the palace. While enjoying Chu Er's traditional massage, Zhu Zhanchen said to the young man who was driving: "Xiao Sheng, find a restaurant and have something to eat."
"I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you, Master, to eat outside."
"What does it matter? Do you know of any famous place? Take me to try it."
Xiaosheng was helpless, but seeing that the carriage was followed by two Imperial Guards in plain clothes, it was probably safe, so he took Zhu Zhanchen to the downtown area.
Although it was still noon, the Qinhuai River was already extremely lively. The carriages passed by slowly, and Zhu Zhanzhen looked at the lively market with great interest.
The sound of hawking could be heard constantly, and gentle singing could be heard from time to time in the restaurant. He liked this kind of human atmosphere the most.
The carriage stopped at a restaurant named [Danxi]. The restaurant is close to the Qinhuai River. Sitting upstairs by the window, you can see the boats on the Qinhuai River.
The girl on the boat can also see clearly.
The owner of the restaurant greeted him warmly. He was riding in a carriage and was escorted by soldiers. At first glance, he looked like he was an extraordinary person.
"This young man is an extraordinary person with a majestic appearance and a radiant spirit. Being able to come to the shop really makes the shop shine."
Faced with the boss's flattery, Zhu Zhanzhen ignored it: "Boss, find me a seat near the river."
"Master, please come upstairs."
The boss personally brought it up, and the middle-aged man with a smile on his face personally recommended it: "Sir, my yellow croaker is extremely fresh, you can try it."
Zhu Zhanzhen took a look at the price and realized that 20 taels of steamed yellow croaker equaled about 20,000 yuan. Ordinary people could not afford this kind of food. Counting the banknotes he had knocked from his second uncle, he only had three hundred taels.
I bit my teeth and tried the seafood of this era, so I ordered it. The yellow croaker must be wild yellow croaker, there was no culture in this era.
Then we ordered a few more dishes and sat down.
The boss was very happy and the waiter sounded the gong to announce that someone had ordered yellow croaker.
Zhu Zhanzhen looked at the Qinhuai River with great interest. Boats decorated with red flowers and green willows passed by. He could hear the sounds of warblers and swallows, which really made people yearn for it. However, he had no choice but that his body was still that of a child, so he couldn't
Destroy the seedlings and encourage them to grow.
"When I grow up, I will fight on the Qinhuai River, listen to Kun Opera and ride a thin horse, and become capable of literary and military skills." Zhu Zhanxang immediately made another great wish.
There were not many people in the restaurant at noon, and the food was served quickly. There was also a girl who got up with him, and the boss led her forward.
"Sir, this is Li Xianyu, a singer from North Korea. You ordered a yellow croaker feast, and this is a complimentary song."
Everyone in Zhu Zhanzhen was dumbfounded. This North Korean singer was only thirteen or fourteen years old. Her facial features looked very much like Kim Hee-sun's, but she had some baby fat.
Li Xianyu's salute movements were gentle and slow, showing his tenderness. He learned to be charming at a young age, and every movement was carefully designed.
"Sir, what music do you want to listen to?" Li Xianyu's voice was very pleasant.
"Ahem, what are you good at?"
Li Xianyu played the pipa and said, "Go back to the young master, Xianyu is good at the pipa and the flute, and is especially good at playing the flute."
"Pfft." Zhu Zhanzhen squirted out a mouthful of water.
Li Xianyu asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you, sir? Why are you spraying water?"
"It's okay, it's okay, I just choked, but you can still play... um... Xiao?"
"My family has been studying with the master since I was a child. I don't dare to say that I have superb flute skills, but I can only be considered to have a basic knowledge of it."
It’s not easy to play the flute at noon when you’re not full and full, so Zhu Zhanchang finally ordered the pipa.
The sound of the pipa sounded very elegant. Zhu Zhanzhen sighed that people in ancient times still knew how to live their lives. They had lunch and music. Everything was ready and he started using his chopsticks.
The yellow croaker entered his mouth and he spat it out immediately. The fishy smell was too strong.
But come to think of it, even if Yingtian Mansion is not particularly far from the sea in this era, it would take two or three days at the fastest for seafood to arrive. It is covered with ice and the freshness is not kept in the best condition.
It was not worth spending so much money, but Li Xianyu had already started playing, and Zhu Zhanchen sat down to eat other dishes. The other dishes tasted pretty good, except for the yellow croaker which was hard to swallow.
There are many girls singing or dancing like this along the Qinhuai River, and of course there are also pure and red herdsmen.
The Qing herders did not sell their lives while performing arts, while the red herdsmen sold their lives as well. The Li Xianyu in front of him was obviously a Qing shepherd, after all, the red shepherds did not work during the day.
Li Xianyu came from North Korea. North Korea has been a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty since Emperor Hongwu gave the country its name. There were many exchanges between the two countries. However, generally, the North Korean women who came to the Ming Dynasty were mostly lonely and helpless and came across the ocean to make a living.
Such women will often become prostitutes, or even undocumented prostitutes, trapped in dark brothels.
Li Xianyu's dress is not considered rich, but he is fresh and clean, and his behavior is both within the rules and charming. It is obvious that he has been specially trained.
"A North Korean female spy who can play the flute." Zhu Zhanzhen couldn't help but create a character for her in his mind.
He then shook his head and rejected the character he had set. In this era, information was not flowing smoothly. If a woman wanted to be a spy, she would have to hook up with a high-ranking official, and she would have to have someone with great hands and eyes sitting behind the scenes.
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According to Zhu Zhanzhen's understanding of North Korea, North Korea has been very loyal since it became a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty. There has been no rebellion, and there is no point in sending spies here.
After listening to the song, Zhu Zhanchen applauded, and Li Xianyu saluted and thanked him.
"I don't know where to find a girl."
"Master, if you want to listen next time, you can come to Penglai Pavilion to find me." After saluting, she left.
Penglai Pavilion was a famous place for the Qing courtiers. Literati often went here if they wanted to drink wine and compose poems.
After bidding farewell to the beauty, Zhu Zhanzhen looked at the plate of yellow croaker that he had only eaten one bite of. Chu'er said: "Sir, the yellow croaker is worth twenty taels. You are wasting it like this."
"Try it and see."
Chu'er hurriedly retreated, and Zhu Zhanchen said helplessly: "Eat what I rewarded you."
Chu'er boldly took a bite, with a complicated expression.
"Is it tasty?"
"..." Chu'er didn't dare to answer.
Of course, people with normal sense of taste can tell that it tastes bad and the fishy smell is too strong.
All these first-class seafood are supplied to the palace or royal palace, and street restaurants can only eat them fresh and precious.
"Young Master, this is not worth it."
"Xiaosheng, go and call the boss."
Even my maid doesn’t think it tastes good, and you sold it to me for almost 20,000 yuan. I’m really taking advantage of you.