readytorunbook Chapter 147
Chapter 147
After Yuxuan Pavilion and Mo Wen left, Ying Yu originally planned to continue working on business plans.
But unexpectedly, Brother Zheng came again.
"Father, why are you here?"
Looking at Brother Zheng with a flushed face, Ying Yu's expression was not very good-looking.
What's the matter with this old man, why does he run to me every now and then?
"What's that expression on your boy?"
"I'll come and see you, can't you?"
Seeing the smile on Brother Zheng's face, Ying Yu took a deep breath.
come see me?
Can you stop being funny, old man?
"Lao Liu, what do you have for lunch at Yuxuan Pavilion? I haven't eaten yet."
As soon as Ying Yu slapped his forehead, he knew it was so.
Most of the time Brother Zheng came to him because he was hungry.
Hey, the majestic emperor through the ages turned out to be a foodie, who would believe it.
Looking at Brother Zheng's expectant eyes, Ying Yu smiled wryly:
"Father, why don't you eat dumplings today?"
"dumpling?"
Brother Zheng looked at Ying Yu suspiciously, obviously not aware of the charm of dumplings.
"That's right, let's eat dumplings."
After the words fell, Ying Yu didn't give Brother Zheng a chance to refute, and ran directly to the kitchen.
After a while, he came into the hall with a plate of minced mutton and reconciled noodles.
Looking at the chopped raw meat and raw flour in front of him, Brother Zheng frowned slightly.
He obviously didn't understand what Ying Yu wanted to do.
Could it be that the so-called dumplings are eaten in the same way as hot pot?
Seeing Brother Zheng's puzzled expression, Ying Yu chuckled.
"Father, as the saying goes, you can have enough food and clothing by yourself, this dumpling must be made by yourself to be delicious."
Brother Zheng blinked at Ying Yu, obviously he still didn't understand what he meant.
Seeing this, Ying Yu stopped talking nonsense.
Under Brother Zheng's incredulous gaze, he began to operate.
Kneading noodles, rolling skins, and making dumplings are done in one go.
"Father, do you want to try?"
"Alright!"
As soon as the words fell, Brother Zheng was about to attack, but was stopped by Ying Yu.
"Father, can we wash our hands first?"
Brother Zheng smiled awkwardly, and then glared at Liu Mo, who was watching the play from the sidelines.
Seeing this, Liu Mo trotted out and brought in a basin of water.
After washing his hands, Brother Zheng couldn't wait to start working on the dumplings.
The crookedness of the first few bags was not good at all.
But as he became more and more proficient, the dumplings made by Brother Zheng also looked decent.
Looking at Brother Zheng who was making dumplings seriously, Ying Yu's eyes were a little moist.
His parents divorced when he was very young.
He was brought up by his grandfather.
I don't know if it's because of the time travel, or it's been too long, but now he has forgotten the original appearance of his father.
"You boy, what's the matter?"
Seeing Ying Yu stunned, Brother Zheng asked concerned.
"It's okay, the father's dumplings are almost done, it should be enough for us and my father."
After the words fell, he brought over the copper pot that had been prepared earlier.
Then, under Brother Zheng's expectant eyes, he started cooking dumplings.
"Father, come and taste how this dumpling tastes."
Looking at the cooked dumplings on the plate, Brother Zheng couldn't wait to pick one up and put it in his mouth.
After tasting it carefully, his face was full of shock.
"This dumpling is the best food I have ever eaten."
With a word of emotion, Brother Zheng began to bury his head in the food.
While watching, Liu Mo and others swallowed.
"If the emperor likes it, I will write down the production method later and let Liu Mo take it back."
Brother Zheng waved his hands quickly:
"Don't bother, when I want to eat, just come to Yuxuan Pavilion directly."
Seeing Brother Zheng's smiling face, Ying Yu was in a bad mood.
Brother Zheng is planning to rely on his own rhythm.
If I had known this before, I shouldn't have fooled Brother Zheng just now, saying that the dumplings made by myself were delicious.
Brother Zheng didn't feel anything wrong.
This meal of dumplings gave him a taste of family affection.
Dear love, what a precious thing this is to him as an emperor.
"His Royal Highness personally made dumplings for His Majesty. If it gets out, it must be a good story."
Liu Mo on the side patted his ass in good time.
Brother Zheng's eyes lit up when he heard that.
"Liu Mo is right. It's not difficult to make these dumplings, but they can be made public so that my people in Daqin can taste the taste of these dumplings."
Ying Yu nodded upon hearing this.
In fact, Brother Zheng didn't need to tell him, he would do the same.
"Father, my son intends to start a newspaper."
"Newspaper?"
Ying Yu nodded, and then explained to Brother Zheng.
"Father, this newspaper is mainly an organization that collects and edits news and publishes newspapers."
"What kind of paper is a newspaper? How is it different from the Qin paper you made some time ago?"
Looking at Brother Zheng's puzzled eyes, Ying Yu knew that this would be the result.
"Father, a newspaper is not paper, but a medium of communication.
We can use newspapers to disseminate some important government affairs, theories of a hundred schools of thought, business news, etc. to the people of Daqin. "
Brother Zheng immediately became interested when he heard this.
As an emperor, Ying Zheng naturally knew the importance of public opinion.
It's just that Daqin's communication methods are backward. Even though Zheng Ge and courtiers have worked very hard, there is still not much improvement.
And the newspaper that Ying Yu mentioned is obviously also a means of using public opinion.
"Tell me what you think."
"Father, in my son's imagination, this newspaper will be sent to various counties and counties in Daqin after it is printed, so that all the people of Daqin can know the policies of the imperial court.
To achieve the effect of guiding public opinion, so that Daqin only has the voice of your father, the emperor. "
Brother Zheng nodded in agreement:
"Now that we have Qin paper and printing technology, your method is feasible.
It’s just that there are not many people in Daqin who are literate. How to solve this problem? "
There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Ying Yu's mouth:
"It's simple, you only need to distribute the newspapers to the wine shops in the counties and counties, and have the local Jin Yiwei read it every morning and evening."
"That's a good idea."
"How did you kid come up with this newspaper?"
To Brother Zheng's question, Ying Yu smiled lightly and did not answer.
As a time traveler, Ying Yu's vision and knowledge are naturally higher than those of people in this era.
"I'm really curious, where did you learn all your abilities?"
After pondering for a moment, Brother Zheng said something lightly.
Ying Yu has been crazy and stupid for nearly ten years, this is known to the whole world.
Although there are rumors that he is pretending to be crazy and acting stupid, and he is forbearing, just to make a blockbuster.
However, Brother Zheng didn't think so.
Others had little contact with Ying Yu, but Brother Zheng was different.
He was extremely sure that Ying Yu's insanity was not an act of faking.
That's why every time Ying Yu made amazing moves, he would think of that illusory fairy.
Because that's the only way to make sense.