vrcanaries Chapter 256 Blooming everywhere
Chapter 256 Blooming everywhere
The emperor was overjoyed upon reading the letter from Bianjing, and even his ministers could feel his delight.
He sat on the dragon throne, slammed his fist on the table, and shouted "Good!" three times in a row!
Several ministers were also aware of this matter and were repeatedly amazed.
"After this instant noodle was made, it will be extremely convenient for the soldiers to carry it with them on marches and into battle. They can eat quickly even when fighting on the front lines, especially in cold regions! This is a wonderful thing!" The Grand Tutor's face turned red with excitement.
"Some people in the neighborhood have already started making this instant noodle dish based on the storybook, and I heard it tastes amazing!"
One has to admit Ye Yuwu's talent; even amidst the busy work at the border, she still found time to write stories.
"I've heard that this stuff is like dry rations; once made, it makes it easier to read and store. I've even heard that instant noodles can be stored even longer than dry rations! If our soldiers use these noodles in future campaigns, they'll be as if they have divine powers!"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty!" After the Grand Tutor finished speaking, the ministers responded in unison, all kneeling down to pay homage to the supreme ruler on the dragon throne.
The voice pierced the emperor's heart, and he began to secretly look forward to his own glorious dynasty!
The news of the great victory swept across the country like a storm, making "The Little Chef of the Jin Dynasty" a hit. Some people went to Bianjing and brought back Mr. Wuming's storybooks as a souvenir.
To a certain extent, the name of Mr. Wuming has resounded throughout the entire Jin Dynasty, to the point that almost everyone knows him.
The noodles that soldiers ate on marches and battles were also imitated by many businesses.
Instant noodles quickly reached the palace.
The ladies in the palace didn't eat delicacies; they only ate instant noodles, which at one point made instant noodles a popular item in the harem, following in the footsteps of hot pot, milk tea, and cola.
Even the Empress remarked that there had been far fewer competition for the Emperor's favor in the harem over the past year.
How could it be a small number! Before, when we were confined to the small area of the harem, there was nowhere to go and little entertainment. Occasionally, we could only fly kites, play shuttlecock, or even play with children if we had them.
Now that we have storybooks, the plots are not only simple and lighthearted, but they also come in endless variety.
Of course, the diversity of storybooks was started by Wuming. In the past, they were all clichéd stories with tragic love stories. Now, with the novel settings of Mr. Wuming's storybooks, people followed Mr. Wuming's lead and created interesting storylines. There are so many storybooks to read.
If you don't like reading storybooks, that's okay, there's also Southern Opera! Southern Opera combines storybooks with the performance style of opera, which is very popular among the women in the imperial harem. Every day, these opera troupes are thinking about choreographing new songs, and they can't even finish watching the operas. Where would they have time to do anything else?
In order to replicate the instant noodles, the imperial chef thoroughly studied the storybook and successfully replicated all the dishes in "The Little Chef of the Jin Dynasty" and served them on the emperor's banquet table.
This banquet was the New Year's Eve banquet, celebrating the new year. It was also a royal family banquet, with only the concubines of the harem participating.
Below, birds sang and danced, but the emperor on the dragon throne was distracted.
He only regained his lazy expression when a bowl of flatbread was served.
Looking at the bowl of noodles with dried vegetables and seasonings on top, the emperor sat up straight and stared at the bowl.
If Ye Yuwu were still alive, he would find this scene quite comical. Modern fast food has been transformed into a delicacy for high-ranking officials and royalty in ancient times, comparable to rare delicacies.
Moreover, this flatbread was served in the emperor's brocade bowl, exuding luxury.
The eunuch beside him spoke up, "Your Majesty, please soak the flatbread to symbolize peace and prosperity for the Kingdom of Jin next year!"
The emperor took the white jade teapot next to him and poured water on it.
Then everyone present stood up and began to say auspicious words such as "May the country be prosperous and the people live in peace and happiness for generations to come."
This marked the beginning of the banquet.
The emperor poured water onto the flatbread, and after he announced the start of the banquet and had the concubines sit down, a eunuch took the lid from the table and covered the bowls.
The eunuch timed it perfectly and lifted the lid in front of the emperor, releasing a fragrant aroma.
"It's done so quickly?"
"Your Majesty, it is time to taste it." After saying this, the eunuch bowed and took a step back.
This was the emperor's first time eating this stuff, so he hesitated for a moment, but after taking a bite, he found it quite delicious.
The noodles were surprisingly chewy and smooth. He couldn't understand why the dough, which had looked so hard, tasted just like regular noodles after being soaked, and even tasted better than ordinary noodles.
No wonder Yanran always talks about how great this noodle is; he's tired of hearing it.
At the time, he thought she was exaggerating.
The emperor finished his meal at a leisurely pace.
While eating, he thought, "It must have been a year since Ye Yuwu left Bianjing! It's time to let her return to the capital."
Moreover, Bai Zunyue and Xiao Yulan were also at the border, and unsurprisingly, they captured new territory.
He was just afraid that Ye Yuwu would expose her identity too quickly, otherwise he would have sent her to the border to train for a while longer.
Over the past few days, he had a new idea: since Ye Yuwu was so important, why not keep her by his side? But among so many princes, who was the most suitable person to be her?
The emperor took a sip of noodle soup, his unfathomable eyes sweeping over the princes below.
Ye Yuwu, far away at the border, was unaware that the emperor was going to arrange a marriage for her.
She was very busy every day, and Wuming suddenly became famous. Many literati wrote letters of invitation to Wuming to visit.
These were all literati from various places. They didn't know where Wuming lived, so they sent their letters to Zhiyu Bookstore in Bianjing. Zhang Rouyan, who was in charge of the bookstore, received many letters from book lovers of Mr. Wuming every day. The literati, scholars and writers also came to join in the fun.
Moreover, these letters came from all over the country, and there were even more envelopes than before. The bookstores had run out of space to store them, so they had to rent another room to store these letters.
With Ye Yuwu gone, Zhang Rouyan has to shoulder all of this responsibility.
Besides, to Zhang Rouyan's surprise, Wu Ming's novel "Starfall Rain" became popular again.
Its popularity was unimaginable, especially the image of the Four Young Masters of Beijing, which was sought after by many women. Even the actors who sang Southern Opera and played these four characters were loved by women, who all treated them as honored guests.
If you were to pick up ten people on the street, probably only one of them wouldn't have heard of the Four Young Masters of Beijing.
Moreover, Zhang Rouyan discovered that the views of women in Bianjing on choosing a spouse had undergone a dramatic change. In the past, marriages were arranged by parents and matchmakers, and many women only learned about the man's appearance on their wedding day and about his character after marriage.
Nowadays, women have to personally assess and observe a man before daring to get engaged.
The fact that arranged marriages are no longer happening is a great step forward for society!
When Zhang Rouyan's letter reached Bianjing, it was already early spring.
And the sesame planted at the border is beginning to be harvested...