Daming: Hoarding tens of billions of supplies before traveling through time

The rest of the grain merchants' shopkeepers have declared their loyalty.

All of them swore allegiance to the death.

But Zhu Bai knew in his heart that he only needed to take off the bomb collar around their necks.

Out of this door, these profiteers turned their faces and denied people.

If the oath is useful, how many people should be killed by the thunder.

Looking at the profiteers who were kneeling on the ground in front of him, Zhu Bai said with a smile: "Okay."

"Since you are willing to die for this king.

"Then kill yourself now. "Silence

.

The air in the room seemed to freeze.

All the grain merchants' shopkeepers trembled and sweated like rain.

I'm afraid that I will end up in a broken state in the next second.

"Da~

Da~Da~Da~" Zhu Bai gently tapped on the wooden tabletop.

The grain merchant shopkeepers present were like marionettes.

With the frequency of the voice, the body is trembling.

"Hahaha, it's good to be afraid of death.

Zhu Bai suddenly laughed.

The beads of sweat of all the grain merchants' shopkeepers fell to the ground, and they did not dare to raise their heads.

Zhu Bai slowly stood up and said, "This king values you very much. "

So, give the white flour to you and others to sell.

"If anyone doesn't know how to lift up, then the king can only send him to the king of Hades." The

middle-aged grain merchant shopkeeper slowly raised his head.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his cheeks.

He looked at Zhu Bai with a dodgy look and said, "The grass people, thank His Royal Highness King Yan for your appreciation." "

From now on, I am willing to serve His Royal Highness King Yan.

Zhu Bai smiled faintly, looked at the other grain merchant shopkeepers and asked, "What do you think in your heart?" The rest of the grain merchant

shopkeepers also raised their heads and said: "The grass people are willing to swear allegiance to His Royal Highness King Yan" "The grass people are willing to surrender to His Royal Highness King

Yan." "

The grass people wish that His Royal Highness King Yan will look forward.

Zhu Bai looked at the loyal people, smiled lightly and said, "Okay, this king hopes that you will remember what you said today." "

Come with the king." With

that, Zhu Bai got up and left directly.

A group of grain merchant shopkeepers in the back stood up tremblingly.

limped behind Zhu Bai.

Zhu Bai took these people to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, there are already a number of cooks waiting for Zhu Bai.

After seeing Zhu Bai, they all bowed down and saluted and said, "See His Royal Highness King Yan."

Zhu Bai nodded lightly.

Then he waved his hand and said, "Bring the white flour and eggs." "

Today, the king is teaching you how to make bread. "

The baker

and all the cooks were curious about this new thing.

But they all watched in silence.

Zhu Bai said slowly while mixing noodles: "It can also be understood as pastry."

Afterwards, Zhu Bai took the yeast powder and said: "After the noodles are reconciled, add a small spoonful of yeast, no more or less."

"Then add milk powder.

"This is what you get when the milk has dried up.

"You don't have to know how to make it, you just need to know how much to add." "

There is no way, the current transportation conditions, the cost of fresh milk is too great, and we can only use milk powder.

Twenty minutes after fermentation.

Jubber began to give plastic to the bread.

When shaping, Zhu Bai slowly said: "This thing can be kneaded at will according to the preferences of the people."

When he was ready, he put the bread mould in the oven.

During the Ming Dynasty, pastries were already widespread.

So, the oven, although not as convenient as a modern oven, is also practical.

As the temperature rises, the milky flavor overflows.

All these people present couldn't help but drool.

There is a special sweet smell throughout the kitchen.

When the time was almost up, Zhu Bai spread the honey all over the bread mold while it was hot.

Sprinkle with a little more sugar.

The reason why it is sweet is sweeter.

One is because sweets are more likely to be popular.

Second, the south loves sweets, and loves to eat tofu brains are sweet, steamed buns are also sweet, and so on.

The temperature is almost cooled down.

Zhu Bai waved his hand and said, "Everyone, how does it taste compared to those hundred-year-old pastries?"

Now I can't wait.

But in front of Zhu Bai, no matter how urgent they are, they should have no less etiquette.

One by one, they humbly and politely took off a small piece.

Then cover your mouth with your left sleeve and put the pastry in your mouth with your right hand.

The moment you enter your mouth, the sweetness quickly takes over all your taste buds.

Suddenly, I felt that the whole person was sublimated.

The troubles in my heart seem to be swept away, and people forget their tiredness.

"Floral, milky and unique in taste. "

It's like adulteration, but the taste is distinct.

"It's a rare pastry in the world.

"Moreover, it is fragrant but not greasy, and the taste is smooth.

"Compared to those pastries that taste dry, well.......

" "Can't be compared at all, it's just the gap between Firefly and Haoyue." The

cooks and the grain merchants were full of praise for the honey bread.

Zhu Bai nodded and said, "Wait for the cook to study carefully."

"Tomorrow evening, I will return to the south with your shopkeepers.

All the cooks hurriedly bowed to Zhu Bai and said, "The grass people obey the order." "

This kind of thing is very simple, as long as ordinary people are not handicapped, they can basically watch it once, let alone these cooks.

And this is in the eyes of the grain merchant shopkeepers.

This is a golden-looking, sweet and delicious bread.

It is clearly a heavy layer of gold.

Zhu Bai looked at these shopkeepers with a smile and said, "How much can you make by selling white noodles?"

The shopkeepers couldn't help but praise Zhu Bai and said: "The grass people are stupid, and they didn't realize that His Royal Highness King Yan is a businessman.

"The grass people have been in business for decades, and today they can understand what it means to be an outsider.

"Compared with His Royal Highness King Yan, the grass people are ashamed of themselves. "

The remaining grain merchant shopkeepers have to continue shooting.

Zhu Bai interrupted them with a wave of his hand and said, "Stop."

"This king needs to guard Benping, and he can't go to the south.

"So, if you have time to make a fool's ass, you might as well think carefully about how you can make this king and you all make a lot of money. With

that, Zhu Bai turned and walked out of the kitchen.

The shopkeeper in the rear hurriedly followed.

When he came to the granary, Zhu Bai instructed Yan Wangwei, who was guarding the granary, to say, "Let the idle people carry these white noodles to the cabin of your shopkeepers."

"White noodles are more susceptible to moisture, and I believe that you will not let these white noodles lose on the road."

A group of grain merchant shopkeepers hurriedly bowed their hands and said: "The grass people must regard white noodles as important as the lives of the grass people. "

Hmm.

Zhu Bai nodded.

Then, looking at the other Yan Wang Wei, he said, "Pass on the king's order." "

Deliver the wheat in the barn and the wagon left by the king to the outside of Beiping. "

Commanded under the mark. With that, Yan Wangwei quickly left.

And the news of Zhu Bai's use of wheat spread far and wide.

The first to be excited was Zhu Yuanzhang.

He looked at the herald in front of him and asked, "Do you know where the old twelve took the wheat?"