The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Zhang Yanling didn't intend to sell it, Yan Chengjin always cheated him out of money, and he could sell it even if he brought it to Liangxiang.

Zhu Houzhao looked at Yan Chengjin and said seriously: "Lao Gao, are these cows useful?"

"It has some uses." Yan Chengjin said.

Zhu Houzhao was happy. Lao Gao, a dog official, said that if it has a little use, it will be of great use. "You two, grab the cow from me."

Liu Jin and Zhang Yong are not afraid of Zhang Yanling. The two brothers are hated by everyone in the capital.

The civil servants were eager to add insult to injury, and His Majesty was unwilling to pay attention to them.

Now, even the only mother-in-law who is willing to talk to the Zhang brothers is angered.

Zhang Yanling held on to the cow rope and bit Liu Jin's hand. Liu Jin kicked him away and gave Zhu Houzhao his hands on the cow rope.

Zhu Houzhao's eyes shone shrewdly, and he looked at Yan Chengjinle and said, "I know you don't dare to snatch it away. You must know the origin of this cow. Tell me quickly, what is the origin of this cow?"

Zhang Yanling did not dare to scold Zhu Houzhao, a nephew who was like a dog and helped outsiders rob his uncle.

Yan Chengjin made no secret of it: "Although these five cows are not sacred cows, they can make countless money."

Zhu Houzhao was a smart man, and he could not fool the Zhang brothers, so Yan Chengjin admitted it truthfully.

"Justice will destroy the family, carelessness will destroy the family..." Zhang Yanling cried out when she heard that she could make countless money.

Yan Chengjin ignored him and said to Zhu Houzhao: "You can't raise cattle in the East Palace, so it is better to raise them in the minister's house."

Zhu Houzhao was very interested and said: "Then I will keep it in your house, but it belongs to me."

Yan Chengjin was so happy that he even saved two hundred taels. The cow is yours and the milk is mine.

He Neng brought the cow back to his house. Yan Kesong and his servants had never seen such a cow before, so they looked around curiously.

Yan Chengjin handed over to Chunxiao and Qianjin. Raising cattle is similar to raising sheep, and the two sisters already have experience.

Spring has begun, and there is abundant fodder. Lao Wang brings the cut grass and adds a little salt to the feeding water.

Half a month has passed and the coat color has changed slightly.

Yan Chengjin ordered He Neng: "Bring the bucket and milk the cows!"

He Neng is already very familiar with this craft. He squeezes the goat milk that the young master drinks every morning.

After half an hour, I took out a small bucket, put it in the blister, cooked it, and sterilized it.

"Try taking a sip."

Yan Chengjin looked at He Neng. He naturally refused to take the first sip.

He Neng drank more than half of the bowl in one go and touched his stomach: "Master, it's not poisonous."

"Bring it to my dad."

He Neng carried the brocade plate and walked to the main hall of the new courtyard: "Master, the young master honors you."

Yan Kesong looked at his son with a strange look on his face and muttered: "Cheng Jin, how can a man who is a great man drink milk and not drink milk as a father?"

In the grassland, the Tatars ran for thousands of miles. When they were thirsty and tired, they stabbed the horses' belly with a sharp knife and drank the hot blood.

Yan Kesong had been on the border for a long time, and like the soldiers on the border, he had no sense of the etiquette he had when he was in the capital.

Yan Chengjin asked: "How many stones can dad draw the bow of?"

Yan Kesong's old face blushed slightly and said unhappily: "Yishi, even if you say anything, even my father won't drink it."

"If you drink this bowl of milk and practice diligently, you may be able to draw a three-stone bow."

There is no protein powder these days, so the only way to supplement protein is through milk. For people who live in the border all year round, it is extremely difficult to gain weight.

Yan Kesong's heart moved slightly, but he said: "Don't try to fool your father."

Yan Chengjin said sternly: "Tatars are tall and strong and have strong arms. This is due to their long-term consumption of meat and milk."

Yan Kesong thought for a while and had to admit that the Tatars were stronger than the Han people, so he drank all the milk.

A cow can squeeze out nearly twenty kilograms of milk a day, and four cows equal four buckets.

After a few days, there was actually a surplus of milk, and it was a pity that there was nowhere to store it.

Yan Chengjin began to play tricks on the officials.

Yan Chengjin fell into deep thought. Ancient people's physical condition was extremely poor, and wealthy families were no exception, but they thought drinking milk was a shameful thing.

Liangxiang dairy industry is difficult to promote.

If the dairy industry were to be promoted throughout the country at this time, the Liangxiang Chamber of Commerce would undoubtedly become a dominant one and squeeze into the top ten chambers of commerce in the Ming Dynasty.

Grassland people like to drink cow and goat milk, but when the Yuan Dynasty ruled the world, this habit did not spread.

This shows that it is extremely difficult to sell to the gentry of the world.

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Imperial Palace, Fengtian Hall.

Emperor Hongzhi reviewed the memorials and prepared to go to Kunning Palace for dinner. "I heard that Zhang Yanling is back?"

Xiao Jing said quickly: "Yes, after His Royal Highness the Crown Prince entered the palace yesterday to report, the Empress ordered that none of the mansions and farms taken away would be returned."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Hongzhi snorted: "What is the prince doing out of the palace again?"

Xiao Jing's face was stiff, and he knew he had let something slip, so he continued: "I went to give Song Jing a question. I heard that he also robbed Zhang Yanling of five cows."

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly felt weak at his feet, the world was spinning in front of his eyes, and he fell down on the imperial steps with a thud.

Xiao Jing broke out in a cold sweat and quickly grabbed his hand to stop him from rolling down. "Here comes someone! Call the imperial doctor."

The palace was in chaos, and the eunuchs hurriedly summoned the imperial doctor.

At this time, the cabinet had not yet announced its duties, so Xiao Jing asked someone to notify the three cabinet ministers, and then sent someone to notify Queen Zhang.

A moment later, in the Qianqing Palace, Queen Zhang, Liu Jian and others gathered nervously around the bed.

Liu Wentai diagnosed Emperor Hongzhi's pulse. He frowned and said in confusion: "The pulse is straight and long, like pressing a string on a piano. It is straight and urgent. I am afraid that I may be affected by court affairs. I will be fine with a few doses of medicine."

Empress Zhang looked at Xiao Jing and said worriedly, "What is bothering your Majesty?"

Xiao Jing did not dare to look up, and hesitated for a long time without answering. Empress Zhang saw it and showed the majesty of the queen: "Just tell me."

"I just mentioned that the prince left the palace again, and your Majesty fainted."

Zhu Houzhao was so angry that he clenched his silver teeth and snorted: "This palace has angered my father more than once or twice. What evidence do you have to say that it is me?!"

Xiao Jing did not dare to say anything. Liu Jian stroked his beard and said, "Liu Imperial Physician, how long will it take for your Majesty to wake up?"

Zhu Houzhao looked serious and said with a slightly worried tone: "My father must be like Master Li, deliberately concealing his illness. It would be better to let Wang Ji come to take his pulse."

Why are you talking to me? Li Dongyang looked aside.

Liu Wentai did not dare to refute. His medical skills were indeed not as good as Wang Ji.

Yan Mansion,

How can he bring a sumptuous meal to the sentry post of the Jinyiwei as usual, with chickens, ducks and fish.

Ye Zhun looked at the meat and was delighted. He kept saying, "How can this be embarrassing?"

He Neng smiled and said, "Young Master said that only when you are full can you have the strength to monitor."

Ye Zhun called a few brothers over and sat on the stone bench in the pavilion.

He Neng raised his hand and pointed at the heads one by one, and said in surprise, "Ah, why is there one less?"

Seeing that there was no one around, Ye Zhun whispered, "Your Majesty is not feeling well and has just been transferred back to the palace."

He Neng hurried back to the mansion and reported to Yan Chengjin, "Young Master, there is one less person monitoring tonight.

I heard that Your Majesty was not feeling well and fainted just now."

Yan Chengjin remembered that Emperor Hongzhi died on May 6th, the eighteenth year of Hongzhi.

And his physical condition deteriorated, and the imperial physician gave him red pills in the fifteenth year of Hongzhi.

It was just that Emperor Hongzhi didn't care.