Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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At this time, the French envoy had arrived in Rotterdam.

Not only that, the Spanish messenger has also arrived.

The fighting in the entire northern province suddenly stopped, and all the troops and horses faded away like a tide.

Peace is what people long for, but this sudden peace obviously made all the Dutch people feel extremely uncomfortable first.

The rationing system began to be gradually abolished.

The former market has begun to rebuild again.

Those who have experienced long-term wars stand blankly on the streets full of ruins, looking at everything in front of them, as if in a dream, and feel that it is very unreal.

After six years of brutal war, peace seems to be a stranger to the people.

So much so that even a slight noise still made them feel anxious.

But soon, soldiers from the First Army appeared on the streets and began to maintain a new order.

Immediately afterwards... Wang Xizuo promulgated many decrees and began to restore the calm of the streets.

All existing militias were disbanded.

And... start giving them the currency of severance.

Of course, this currency is still Daming treasure.

People look at the pieces of paper in their hands and feel that it is real, but it seems funny.

Is this thing... still useful?

Fortunately... the first batch of canned food has begun to appear on the market.

This was originally a supply for the fleet, if it landed as the first batch of supplies.

And... Only treasure notes are allowed to buy.

In this way...these are worthless pieces of paper, and people suddenly realize...it seems...it is not worthless!

In the minds of sailors, canned food is actually not beautiful, it can even be said to be like pig food.

You know, they have been at sea for more than half a year, and the main food they ate was canned food. Now they would rather eat black bread like sawdust than taste this canned food.

As a result...a large amount of canned food began to be directly supplied to the Northern Province.

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When little Joseph was born, it was just as the war in the northern province was starting.

In the past six years, he has ignorantly experienced the war that swept across the entire northern province, and every day of starvation caused by the war!

Since he was a child...his father seldom came home. In the Northern Province, his father accompanied the infantry regiment to deal with the Spaniards in the lowlands. Ambush the nearby Spaniards, and once the Spaniards attack aggressively, they immediately retreat into the dense forests of France.

When his father came home, little Joseph looked at his father. This yellow and thin man had deeply sunken cheeks, bloodshot eyes, and a worn sheepskin scabbard around his waist. The clothes are like strips of cloth, and there are no traces of military uniforms.

What caught his attention was that his father was carrying a bag on his thin body. Inside the bag was a pile of banknotes, which were twenty taels of silver, and other than that, some coals he picked up.

He put the coals into the basin, lit the kindling first, and then ignited the coals, creating a slight warmth!

Winter in Northern Province is really cold.

Father's face was indifferent, like all veterans, he looked like a stranger.

It seemed...he had forgotten how to laugh.

At this time, my mother talked about the difficulties of the family over the years. Everything that could be sold was sold. In order to supply the army with casting cannons, the family almost did not have any iron objects. A poor horse in the family was also requisitioned. Yes, so far, the Governor's Mansion has no intention of paying it back.

Father just listened silently all the time without saying a word.

Little Joseph leaned on the coals, drowsy and hungry.

Mother found some vegetable soup and let him eat it.

The house... has no food left.

Winter has also come.

It seems that whether the war is over or not, to little Joseph, it doesn't make any difference!

In the early morning of the next day, the father left, still indifferent and silent, with dry lips, only nodded on little Joseph's forehead, then packed his things and went out.

As usual... At this time, my mother put on a bitter face again, and began to complain.

How difficult the days are, the men never care about their family affairs, cursing how cold this winter is. Or, reheating yesterday's vegetable soup, complaining about running out of rations, but not knowing what else to eat in the future.

Little Joseph clutched the blanket, only drowsy. He was extremely hungry, but...it seemed that his life had been like this since he was born. Although he was hungry, this was also the most ordinary day.

It was late afternoon.

The wind outside, as usual, was whining, blowing on the dilapidated chaimen!

It's just that today is obviously different from usual!

Suddenly, the door was pushed open!

The mother got up, reluctant to light the lamp, but fortunately she heard her husband's voice.

Little Joseph didn't have the slightest feeling for his father, as if... father was just a noun, and he continued to curl up in the blanket and doze off!

In fact, moving less can save him some energy, and it seems that his hunger is much less!

Then the father seemed to whisper something, and then the lamp

It turned on.

Before he could understand the situation, his father lifted little Joseph out of the blanket.

When he came back this time, his father's face was much gentler.

His shabby attire seemed to be a little different, and a piece of red silk was tied around his arm, which was extraordinarily bright.

The father carried little Joseph and sat down by the charcoal fire. The taciturn man began to speak: "The governor's mansion needs a team of guards. My old boss decided to let me go to the police house and pay two taels of silver a month. "

As he spoke, he took out a glass jar from the cloth bag he brought out this morning.

"This is bought in the market, thirty-seven copper coins."

As he spoke, there was the rolling sound of saliva in his throat: "This is brought by our fleet. The fleet has defeated the festering Spaniards..."

He continued to mutter, saying something vague and incomprehensible to Little Joseph: "Now, the Northern Province is under the direct control of the emperor, and we are now loyal to His Majesty the Emperor..."

As he spoke, he pried open the glass jar with a dagger familiarly.

This time, little Joseph, who was still drowsy, cheered up.

Because he smelled a strong smell of meat!

So, his eyes stared straight at the can.

The father's ice-like face seemed to melt a little at this moment, revealing a slight smile.

Immediately afterwards, with his thick hands, he stroked the disheveled head of little Joseph.

"This thing is called canned food... It was supplied by His Majesty the Emperor."

After all, he took the iron spoon and gently scooped some on the top of the glass bottle. His father's bloodshot eyes stared at the black thing on the spoon!

Mother has come up and watched carefully, as if guessing the ingredients of this food.

Father was not in a hurry to eat, but carefully placed the spoon on the charcoal fire, as if hoping to warm up the food in the spoon.

While looking at the contents of the spoon, he said with emotion: "It took only a few hours for His Majesty the Emperor to defeat the Spaniards and win eternal peace for us..."

When the food on the spoon became warmer, my father picked up the spoon, gently dipped the soup in the spoon with his fingers, and then put his finger into his mouth to suck it.

This is the first time the man has eaten canned food.

In the morning, he bought the can and kept it close to his body all the time, even if he was hungry and uncomfortable at noon and afternoon, he refused to take it out to eat a bite.

He was used to being hungry, so he kept these cans and wanted to take them home!

Now, even though I just dipped my fingers in some meat sauce and put it in my mouth, my whole body... seems to be crispy, and it seems that the whole body is warm!

Little Joseph devoured the meat sauce in the spoon like a wolf!

In this mouth... a strange meaty smell, as well as the unique taste of the sauce, immediately made Little Joseph feel as if he was surrounded by candied fruit.

What he was chewing was actually...beef...

The unique chewiness of beef made little Joseph dare not swallow it, but repeatedly chewed it in the root of his teeth.

So... so wonderful.

It seems that there has never been such a magical thing in the world, which can make little Joseph feel such a warm thing in the world.

So... the first scoop, the second scoop.

The family sat around here, only the sound of chewing and swallowing.

Little Joseph felt happiness for the first time.

He looked at his father affectionately, his father ate less, he only liked to dip his fingers in the meat sauce, and the large pieces of beef in the can were delivered to little Joseph's mouth.

Halfway through eating, little Joseph felt that the more he ate, the hungrier he became.

Suddenly, the spoon in my father's hand was a little unstable, and a few drops of meat sauce fell to the ground.

The mother wanted to speak, and wanted to blame her husband.

But in an instant, the man with an indifferent face suddenly burst into tears, tears fell from his bloodshot eyes and dripped into the charcoal fire, swearing and crackling.

The man sobbed, choked up, and the spoon in his hand trembled.

"Wang Xizuo...the governor Wang Xizuo said..." The man choked up and said: "There will be no more wars, no more starvation, this is... this is what His Majesty the Emperor... made to the northern province Guaranteed...no one will die in the ditch again...we...we..."

Tears are like a flood that has opened the gate, and it seems that it will never end.

Little Joseph raised his head. He probably only understood that the emperor had made a promise that there would be such canned food in the future.

This is the most unusual night in the Port of Rotterdam, so ordinary that even the moon is no different from normal days. At this moment... the stars are looming, falling in the most ordinary wood houses.

For the people in the firewood house, this is destined to be the most extraordinary day.

Little Joseph slept very soundly that night, even in a dream, he pouted, the smell of meat was still rippling in his mouth, it was the taste of happiness.

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