Ming Dynasty: Empress Ma and I swapped clothes!

Chapter 84 Zhu Yuanzhang tosses and turns, unable to sleep.

"Good salt. It is truly the finest salt. Even coarse salt can be made using such methods. No wonder Mother built several tall stoves in this yard."

"In this way, this royal secret method will only be known to a very few people, and the number of people who know it will not exceed three pairs of hands."

"My mother is wise and powerful."

Zhu Shuang chuckled and immediately began to praise Ma Wenxiang for his contributions.

"I imagine that when Father Emperor finds out, he will praise Mother Empress highly. Mother Empress has made a great contribution, and Father Emperor and I will remember this merit."

At this moment, Zhu Biao turned around and spoke to Ma Wenxiang meaningfully.

After hearing this, Ma Wenxiang also breathed a long sigh of relief.

With the Crown Prince's statement, his future title of Marquis is practically secured.

If this method of using refined salt is not enough, then we will proceed with the method of using crystal.

As a transmigrator with a science and engineering background, he can still go further.

"Then I entrust everything to the Crown Prince."

Ma Wenxiang continued.

Zhu Biao smiled and nodded.

Upon hearing this, the expressions on the faces of the other maids around them suddenly changed, and they couldn't help but wonder when the Empress and His Highness had become so distant.

Although Yunqi knew the inside story and that Ma Wenxiang's way of addressing him was the proper thing to do, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Regarding matters within the royal court.

He, as a servant, dared not get involved, especially since the more he knew, the faster he would die.

If he can't shut his mouth, tomorrow will probably be the anniversary of Yun Qi's death.

So Yunqi naturally chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb, but his attitude towards Ma Wenxiang became increasingly enthusiastic.

With just this method of making refined salt today, Ma Wenxiang's future prospects are naturally quite good; he has a very promising future.

Yunqi couldn't fully grasp the exact extent of the shortage of silver within the country, but he could still get a general idea.

"This is truly a blessing for our Great Ming Dynasty."

Yunqi shouted loudly again, his voice tinged with the style of a Peking Opera actor.

For a time, everyone in the courtyard of Kunning Palace echoed each other, and laughter filled the air.

Seeing this, Ma Wenxiang was completely relieved, and he knew that his days in the palace would be much easier from now on.

The method for refining salt has been perfected, and snowflake salt has now appeared in the world.

……

Just after noon, Zhu Biao left Kunning Palace and returned to Wuying Hall. The small ball of something he was holding was the snowflake salt from earlier.

Ma Wenxiang didn't do much, because the more he did, the more trouble he would cause. The main purpose was to set an example and alleviate the shortage of funds in the national treasury.

Inside the Wuying Hall.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang still harbored some doubts.

Upon learning that this matter was related to that kid, they couldn't help but become somewhat interested.

However, Zhu Yuanzhang had no intention of going to the Kunning Palace at this time.

He wanted to see Ma Wenxiang in his true form, not his sister's current identity.

"I never expected him to have such a clever mind."

Zhu Yuanzhang praised him once, but then said nothing more, seemingly not intending to reward those who had made contributions, but simply accepting the reward without further explanation.

At this moment, Zhu Biao spoke up: "Father, you should reward me."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't think too much about it, assuming that his son had softened his heart again, or that he valued talent. So he continued, "When he takes the imperial examination and becomes an official, these merits will naturally lead to his promotion."

Don't worry, Biao'er, I, as the emperor, remember everything.

Besides, even if he's gone, wouldn't our sister still come looking for him?

With Zhu Yuanzhang's explanation, Zhu Biao was somewhat relieved.

……

"Mother is truly amazing; the food made with this snowflake salt tastes so much better."

During dinner at Kunning Palace, Zhu Di ate with great relish, laughing heartily as he picked up his chopsticks.

Zhu Di chuckled. Seeing his second and third brothers vying for their mother's favor, he felt a slight urge to act, but ultimately suppressed it for the time being.

However, she secretly resolved to carefully assist her mother in other areas.

In this way, he will surely be able to achieve something and have a place in his mother's heart, and will not be easily surpassed by his second and third brothers.

This is called a competitive advantage based on differentiation.

"Mother, I will go down now. If you need anything in this palace, please come and find me, and I will do my best to help."

Zhu Di spoke in a calm and steady voice.

Ma Wenxiang nodded and watched him leave. Then, looking at the two boys, Zhu Shuang and Zhu Gang, he felt they were a bit of an eyesore.

"Do you know it's late at night?"

This is his private little world now. He's too busy spending time with his wives, so he doesn't have much patience for these two children. He just made up an excuse and let them go out with him.

Ma Wenxiang's thoughts were not hidden from Su Qing'er and Sun Miaoran at all.

Before Ma Wenxiang could make a move, Sun Miaoran preemptively said, "If you want to take advantage of her, Sister Qing'er is probably eager to offer herself to you right now. My previous actions have really captured her heart."

Before Sun Miaoran could finish speaking and before Ma Wenxiang could say anything, Su Qing'er flew into a rage and lunged at her with bared teeth and claws.

Sun Miaoran was not afraid at all. In the midst of their dodging and weaving, the two of them started to playfully fight in their residence in Kunning Palace. In Ma Wenxiang's eyes, it was quite a beautiful sight.

As expected, good-looking people look good no matter what they do, Ma Wenxiang thought to himself with a sense of satisfaction.

……

Late at night, Zhu Biao left the Wuying Hall, and Zhu Yuanzhang returned to the Qianqing Palace.

He tossed and turned on the dragon bed, unable to fall asleep. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind and then spread wildly.

The matter of snowflake salt during the day...

During the day, the weather was calm and peaceful, but in the stillness of the night, these thoughts lingered in his mind.

"Yunqi, bring the snowflake salt. We should have a good taste of it. Also, prepare a couple of side dishes. Today, let's see what this snowflake salt is all about."

Zhu Yuanzhang gave the instructions.

Even in the dead of night, the imperial chefs of the Imperial Kitchen were exceptionally energetic, as they were working for the Emperor and were said to be using the newly produced top-grade royal salt from the palace.

Indeed, in just half a day, the reputation of Snowflake Salt has grown layer upon layer, and within the palace, it is even known as salt that only the royal Zhu family can eat.

I've heard that eating this salt can prolong life.

From a health and medical perspective, snowflake salt, with fewer impurities, is indeed more beneficial to the body.

Those who eat coarse salt for a long time do indeed live longer than those who use it; at least from a scientific perspective, that is certainly true.