The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Wang Jiaping and Yi Xuexue met and wept with joy.

"Unexpectedly, Bo Tao (a character that is easy to learn) actually descended from the sky, which solved my urgent need." Wang Jiaping was deeply moved.

Yi Xuexue smiled and said in a low voice: "This time I brought you more than 1 strongest and most experienced migrant workers, all of whom are from my Yanshan people. Come and see."

Wang Jiaping raised his eyes and looked around, feeling very satisfied.

Or rather, too satisfied.

These more than 1 civilians are all young and strong, with well-developed muscles, a neat military posture, and a murderous look. They are not so much civilians as they are more like an army.

And there are many craftsmen with professional tools and equipment in the middle, which seem to be very reliable.

Wang Jiaping picked two of them and asked about the method of building the city. What the craftsman said was so clear that even Wang Jiaping was convinced.

"Is this really a commoner?" Wang Jiaping was a little puzzled, always feeling very weird, why doesn't he look like a commoner?

Yi Xuexue laughed with a little guilty conscience: "Of course! Right now, the people here have a place to live, and they still need building materials. How about we mobilize ahead of time, go to Yanshan, where stone is produced, and get some back?"

Therefore, it took the most professional team of "migrant workers" in the history of the Ming Dynasty to transport a large amount of stone from Yanshan to the construction site of Tianjin New City in 6 days.

Looking at the pile of stones, and seeing the more than 1 "minor workers" who are obviously too strong...

Hai Rui directly cursed: "Damn it, is it easy to deceive me when I'm Hai Rui?"

And Lu Quan, Guo Yijing and others also began to worry about Yan Song.

Even the missionaries felt that something was wrong, so they came to remind Yan Song to be careful not to capsize the gutter.

Yan Song knew very well that this must be the crown prince supporting Wang Jiaping behind his back and fighting against him.

Then fight.

Yan Song went out to find great people such as Descartes, Michelangelo, Cheng Dawei, etc., to discuss algorithms, engineering, and design.

He wanted to completely crush Wang Jiaping, and let those nerds like Daming know what real knowledge, ability, and efficiency are.

If modern thinking, technology, materials, design, concepts and management can't win against Wang Jiaping, Yan Song can go home to retire.

Yan Song realized that this was an excellent opportunity to enlighten the people of Ming Dynasty. Through this lesson, people of insight in Ming Dynasty should realize that the most advanced trend in the world is already ahead of Ming Dynasty and China in the past.Huaxia used to be glorious, but the glory cannot last a lifetime, nor can it lie on the credit book for a lifetime.

If a small group of the smartest people in Ming Dynasty can realize the shortcomings of Ming Dynasty and the strengths of the world, this gambling fight will be completely worthwhile. It will no longer be a battle of spirits, but the most advanced thinking technology and backward traditional concepts of comparisons.

Yan Song arrived at the construction site, but he couldn't find the three masters.

After asking around, it turned out that the three of them, in order to celebrate Michelangelo's escape from the stake, actually went to the cafeteria to eat the latest hot pot with Descartes as the host.

What?Daming has hotpot?

That's right!

Not only hot pot, but also spicy hot pot that is almost the same as the hot pot eaten by later generations!

There's even chili!

When Yan Song stepped into the cafeteria, a spectacular scene appeared before his eyes.

Hundreds of tables are all equipped with a steaming, spicy copper pot, in which beef and mutton, chili, red oil, tofu, and choy sum are tumbling together, and the mouth-watering aroma makes people feel breathless. I can't bear it when I smell it, and I want to rush over to eat it.

On the outermost table, Descartes, the world's top mathematician, Cheng Dawei, the top arithmetician, and Michelangelo, the top artist and architect, were sweating profusely around a pot of spicy food. Hot pot, sweating from eating.

Michelangelo, who ate hot pot for the first time, was obviously sweating from eating, sticking out his tongue from time to time, wheezing twice, but his eyes became brighter, and he poured down a cold sour plum soup, and let out a heart-warming cry, Then he waved his fork and threw himself into the gourmet battle even more frantically, shouting in Latin from time to time:

".〃delicious!"

If the admirers of later generations saw this god-like sculptor, esthetician, and designer, and heard his uncultivated yelling, they would definitely understand. Breaking down tears, feeling the collapse of the three views.

But Michelangelo didn't care about it, he still ate and drank, and he gave a thumbs up while eating, and said loudly:

"If Daming is full of this kind of food, I can do without wages and never go back to Italy! God bless! The food here is more attractive to me than the sculptures! I feel my whole body cheering! Especially this kind of pepper, I have never Eat! My God! Praise God! Bring me to this wonderful and wonderful land."

Descartes looked disgusted and contemptuous of "you bumpkin is rare and strange", and smiled: "Hot pot is just the cafeteria here (Zhao Haohao), a mere delicacy. There are tens of thousands of delicacies in Ming Dynasty, you can eat it every day, continuously One year, it won't be the same!"

He seemed to be a man of the Ming Dynasty, and with a great sense of superiority, he looked down on Michelangelo, who came less than a month later than him.

Michelangelo swallowed a large piece of beef, almost swallowed it with his tongue, and praised loudly again: "My poor words can no longer describe this delicious taste. It's really amazing. Daming people are here In terms of food, it is at least 1000 years ahead of my Italians! What did you just say? This is just a canteen? It’s just for the laborers to eat?"

Descartes rolled his eyes: "Otherwise, what do you think? There are no towns around here, so how can I treat you to dinner? I have to bring you to the cafeteria to make do with it. Of course, this meal is for migrant workers. Look at the hundreds of tables , aren’t they all migrant workers?”

Chapter 514 Daming on the tip of the tongue [3]

Michelangelo glanced at the hundreds of tables, shirtless, talking and laughing loudly, and the migrant workers who ate with him.

stunned.

After a long while, Michelangelo said quietly: "If the pope, the archbishop in red and those nobles know that any migrant worker in Daming will eat ten thousand times better than their banquet. I don't know if they Will you give me your thoughts?"

Descartes laughed and said: "I think so too! At least the King of France invited me to the state banquet at the Palace of Versailles. I ate those truffles, cheese, steaks, and snails, which are not comparable to Ming's delicacies! The hot pot alone is as good as Crushing a hundred streets of French state banquets! God bless those French kings and nobles who feel good about themselves, let them eat those unpalatable and monotonous French dishes for the rest of their lives! Hahaha! Thinking about this, I, an exile, The mind is very balanced!"

Yan Song rolled his eyes.

Hai Rui said disdainfully, "Sure enough, they are all barbarians, and they haven't even eaten hot pot! The food looks so ugly. Hmph! My Ming's delicacies are not limited to hot pot?"

Hearing the news, Douhe Nimad immediately swallowed aside, being aroused by the gluttons, he desperately ordered a table of 660 hot pot, and started to eat and drink.

It was not the first time for these people to eat hot pot, but their mouths were still full of oil. Even though their tongues were stuck out by the heat, they still wanted to plunge into the hot pot.

Hearing Hai Rui mocking Westerners for not eating delicious food, Nimad ate and drank, but refused to accept it and went back: "Master Hai, haven't you eaten hot pot before? I remember a few days ago, I objected to this thing The most determined one is you, right?"

Hai Rui blushed and coughed repeatedly to cover up the embarrassment in his heart.