Seeing that it was noon, Fusuliuwushifan had lunch in Lingxiao Palace.

On the dining table, the details of the cooperation between nectar and jade liquid were finalized.

"Come on, happy cooperation!" After the matter was settled, Fusu raised his wine glass.

"Happy cooperation!" He lowered his head slightly, Wu Shifan and Fusu clashed.

After drinking all the wine in the glass, Fusu picked up the mutton on the plate, but turned to pick up a piece of vegetable and put it in his mouth.

"Young Master, this mutton tastes very good, but it doesn't suit your taste?" When I tasted the first time I cooked, Wu Shifan thought it was very delicious, but he looked so excited when he saw Fusu.

"It's not a question of how to cook, but I don't like eating mutton very much." Fusu replied.

"Oh? What meat does that young man like to eat?" Wu Shifan asked curiously.

"Pork!" Fusu replied.

Thinking of braised pork, plum vegetable pork, etc. in my previous life, I couldn't help but swallow my saliva.

"Pork? This pork is a cheap meat, fishy and smelly..." Wu Shifan felt a little unacceptable.

"By the way, do you want to raise a batch of pigs?"

The fishy smell problem is easy to solve. Fusu looked at the search for pork in his mind and became interested.

"As long as you scold the boar and slay the sow, the pig will not only grow fat and strong, but the meat will not smell fishy anymore!" Fusu said after understanding Wu Shifan's concerns.

"Is that true?" Although the Wu family is engaged in animal husbandry, I have never thought about pig farming.

"If your family doesn't raise it, then even if you help me raise it, I will give birth to the piglets!" Even though Wu Shifan had no confidence, Fusu was determined to win it.

"Young Master, the villain naturally believes you. After I go back, I will handle this matter and raise 100,000 heads first!"

The eldest son of the Qin Dynasty played a role.

Isn’t it just a hundred thousand pigs? Wu Shifan felt that maintaining the favorable impression of Young Master Fusu is much more important than a mere hundred thousand pigs.

"Okay, it depends on you. If you believe me, the pork in the future will definitely be the mainstream of the Qin Dynasty..." Fusu was still very satisfied with Wu Shifan's reaction.

Not only do you like to eat pork, but the main ones are castrated pigs, white and fat, but also serve as the main source of meat for 400,000 soldiers and corvee labor.

In addition, after the prevalence of castration, pork became popular, and the people of Daqin also became easier for meat eating.

If every household raises a few pigs, it can also improve their lives, which is also beneficial to thousands of Guizhou people.

By cooperating with Wujia, the sales of nectar jade liquid have increased. When the winery is running, the production of nectar jade liquid can reach more than 1,000 kilograms per day.

However, Fusu is not very satisfied with such output value, after all, this is to be sold to the entire Daqin.

Therefore, Jia Xianfeng was asked to expand the winery and then cut down all the land in the winery's radius of hundreds of acres.

Everything was running in an orderly manner, and today it was the day when Meng Tian wrote a letter to Xianyang every month.

However, Meng Tian was not in a hurry today, he was waiting for something.

Fortunately, he didn't wait long. On the third day, a convoy of cars arrived at the military camp.

The convoy transported a lot of food, which were transported from Shangjun City.

Meng Tian, ​​who received the news, came out and took a look.

Although these foods are nothing to hundreds of thousands of soldiers and corvee labor, they are transported in the name of Fusu Prince.

"General, these were brought by the prince's destiny. From now on, a batch will be shipped every five days! In addition, eight thousand sheep were also sent."

An elite soldier following Fusu's guards reported to Meng Tian.

Meng Tian looked at the grain carefully, and then asked about the development of the wine industry. He couldn't help but look ecstatic on his face and nodded: "Okay, okay, if that's the case, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and corvee labor can indeed eat with their stomachs open!"

"Come here, please continue to do so. From a few days, prepare an ordinary double portion of the meal! In addition, slaughter two thousand sheep!"

Since the Fusu Young Master had the desire to let all the 400,000 soldiers and corvee workers have enough food, Meng Tian naturally had to satisfy him if these conditions permit.

In addition, in just one month, Mr. Fusu really made it possible for 400,000 people to have enough food?

Such a method is what surprised Meng Tian the most.

...

Xiaohutou is a member of the Meng family army. After the routine training today, he felt like his whole body was hollowed out. He dragged his tired steps towards the kitchen.

Although this is not a war, there must be necessary exercises. Otherwise, if a war really starts, how can there be combat power?

However, thinking of the food issue, Xiaohutou sighed secretly again.

He was at the age of fifteen or sixteen and had eaten a lot, but it was not during wartime. He could only receive half a bowl of chestnut rice at every meal.

When I am ordinary, I can only eat half full. Today I don’t want to be full if I practice. I just hope I won’t be hungry too quickly.

"Little Tiger Head, my stomach is not very comfortable today. Later, if you have a bad appetite and can't eat it, remember to help me." A man about 20 years old suddenly said next to Xiao Tiger Head.

"Brother Wang, this doesn't work. There is no one who can eat enough, so how can you give it to me?" Xiaohutou shook his head quickly.

"Don't talk so much nonsense. When you came to the military camp, your sister asked me to take good care of you. What if your sister didn't do it well, what if your sister didn't marry me?"

"Besides, my sister is still waiting for you. You didn't have enough food when you grew up. If you marry my sister, you can't make a fat nephew. Let me see if I won't beat you to death!"

After patting Xiaohu's head on the shoulder, Brother Wang said viciously.

Are you not afraid that you can’t make a nephew even if you give me it?

Xiaohu's head wanted to complain, but suddenly, his nose swayed slightly: "Huh? Brother Wang, do you smell anything?"

"Huh? It seems to be the smell of meat? Today, I saw that I had to work hard and I had meat to eat?" Brother Wang shrugged his nose and smelled it.

In an instant, these originally exhausted and lifeless soldiers were revitalized and their steps accelerated a lot.

A large bowl of chestnut rice full of twice the amount of ordinary.

There was even a bowl of mutton soup. After looking at it, there were four or five large mutton pieces inside.

After eating the chestnut rice full of rice and drinking a large bowl of mutton soup, I felt my stomach warm.

"What day is today? Suddenly the meal was an ordinary double portion, and there was even a bowl of mutton soup?" Xiaohutou felt unprecedented satisfaction and whispered.

"Hehe, I heard just now that these are all brought by Mr. Fusu from Shangjun. Moreover, the double portion of the meal is not available today, and it will be the case in the future!"

There was a soldier with a stingy look and looked very clever. He seemed to have received some inside information in advance and said after taking the conversation.

"Young Master Fusu is kind-hearted!" Xiaohutou felt grateful when he heard this.

The same situation happened everywhere in the military camp.

Not only military camps, but also the corvee labor service that built the Great Wall also has the same treatment!

Not only can you eat enough food, but you can also drink mutton soup?

I really don't know how long it took to taste the meat.

When I learned that these were all planned by the Prince of Fusu from Shangjun, each of them was naturally grateful and wept.

"Young Master Fusu, it's true that if you let Young Master Fusu succeed you, the world will be restored to your heart, how could there be any remnants of the six kingdoms?"

At the craftsmanship office, Lao Zhao held a bowl of broth, clearly feeling the warmth of the atmosphere, and sighed in his heart.

At the tent, Meng Tian leaned down in front of the desk, and placed half a bowl of unfinished meat soup next to him. He wrote quickly and looked happy.

...

In Xianyang Palace, Zhao Gao got a small cloth strip, spread it and looked at it, showing a look of astonishment.

Immediately, a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Hehehe, as the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty, I stayed overnight in the Nvlu today? He actually spent grain to make wine? He even bowed to the cheapest karma?"

"Fusu, Fusu, you have always been very famous, and many people have supported you by seeking fame!"
Chapter completed!