Although Zhu Er used the word "get lost", Lao Xianyu certainly didn't take it seriously, and immediately came forward with a smile, ignoring Zhu Er who was being pestered by Xiao Hua, and went straight to Zhang Shou and Zhu Er. It was only after Zhu Tingfang arrived yesterday that he realized that the so-called Second Young Master Qi was actually Second Young Master Zhu, the second son of Duke Zhao, one of the top noble children in the capital.
However, compared to Zhu Er, who looked like a decent person but actually spoke and acted sometimes stupidly and sometimes magically; compared to General Zhu Tingfang, the eldest son of Duke Zhao, who had an extraordinary status but a scar on his face made him look fierce; compared to the eldest prince who was called a prince but was hateful because of his indulgence in sensual pleasures and oppression of the people; he felt that the handsome young man in front of him was more extraordinary.
Moreover, he had already recognized the cold young man who had visited his shop before, so he immediately asked with a smile: "Excuse me, sir, who is..."
Although Zhu Er was getting annoyed by Xiao Huasheng's pestering, when he heard what Lao Xianyu said, he still rushed before Zhang Shou to say, "This is my brother-in-law..." But when he saw Zhang Shou's half-smile, he quickly changed his words and said, "This is my teacher, Doctor Zhang from the Imperial College. However, he is also my future brother-in-law!" He is already his brother-in-law, so how could Zhang Shou dare not admit it
Not to mention that Xiao Huasheng immediately forgot to continue to beg Zhu Er to intercede, even Lao Xianyu was shocked. Zhu Er's teacher? And his future brother-in-law? This generation doesn't seem right! But thinking that royal marriages never care about generation, and the circle of noble children is also the same, Lao Xianyu still respects Zhang Shou.
Anyone who can become a doctor of the Imperial College at such a young age must be a very learned person!
So he immediately said politely: "Dr. Zhang, I'm sorry. Please come in... Uh, no, let's find a quiet place. There are too many salted and dried sea fish in my shop. The smell is too strong. I don't want to make a distinguished person like you sick!"
Zhang Shou only saw Zhu Er's eyebrows raised, with an annoyed expression on his face, as if he wanted to say - I often come to your place, why aren't you afraid of being irritated? He just pretended not to see Zhu Er's tangible resentment, and nodded slightly with a smile.
"I heard that in the past, when the country was short of money and salt was monopolized, Emperor Taizu did not prohibit coastal fishermen from pickling and selling salted fish? So, this salted fish may taste a bit strong, but it was once genuine and affordable, and benefited many people. It was truly a benevolent policy."
Hearing Zhang Shou actually mention the salt industry because of salted fish, and praising Taizu's benevolent governance, Old Salted Fish smiled so much that the wrinkles on his face seemed to stretch out - compared to the initial smile that seemed a bit fake, his smile at this time was obviously much more sincere, and the words he said were also filled with a bit of sigh and melancholy.
"Yes, many people couldn't afford salt at that time, but a salted fish was enough salt for an adult for several days... And Emperor Taizu said that the salt and iron monopoly was only limited to a temporary period, and he really kept his word. It was abolished within a few years. If such a good emperor could live a hundred years, it would be great, and there would not be the turmoil and disputes that followed."
Zhu Er often talked about this topic with others when he was in the capital. Praising Emperor Taizu seemed to be the favorite thing for the sons of nobles, so he and Lao Xianyu had been quite speculative before. At this time, he agreed without hesitation: "That's right, if it weren't for the good foundation laid by Emperor Taizu, and several emperors later ruined the country like that, our Ming Dynasty would have perished long ago!"