The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

The emperor wanted to know more about Zhao Chen.

Princess Qinghe brought vegetables to herself, which made the emperor suddenly realize that he didn't seem to understand Zhao Chen as well as he thought.

At least the emperor felt that he didn't even have a clue about Zhao Chen's ability to grow vegetables in winter.

He has to go to Zhao Chen's house to see more.

When the emperor arrived, Zhao Chen was rushing into his kitchen.

We are about to leave for the border front line, and there are still some things that need to be prepared.

For example, the issue of rations for soldiers.

If he leads the army, he will definitely not spare Goguryeo lightly. It is inevitable that the Tang army will invade Goguryeo.

But conquering Goguryeo was not an easy task.

During the march, they will encounter various possible risks.

The most serious and urgent issue is the problem of food for soldiers.

Marching long distances and going deep behind enemy lines puts great pressure on logistical supplies. If we rely on logistics for everything, it will be unsafe and delay the army's time.

Zhao Chen then thought of frying flour.

The so-called fried flour can be understood literally. It means grinding grain into powder, then frying it and taking it with you.

If you need to eat it, just rinse it with hot water and stir it before eating.

For soldiers, it is the food that best ensures the energy needed by the body.

Zhao Chen originally wanted to get some cans, but the cans needed to be sealed, and there was simply not enough iron cans to produce in a short period of time.

Grind the beans into powder and fry them in an iron pot until they are cooked, and you will smell a faint aroma.

Unfortunately, there was no corn in the Tang Dynasty, and Zhao Chen had no time to let people plant it.

Otherwise it might taste better.

"Boy Chen, you are a majestic king of Han. Why are you always in the kitchen when you have nothing to do?" The emperor came to Zhao Chen's house.

When he learned that Zhao Chen was in the kitchen, he also came over.

No one has arrived yet, complaining

The words have come.

This is a typical example of the emperor putting down his chopsticks and scolding the cook. When he asked Zhao Chen to cook for him before, he never used such righteous words.

Zhao Chen heard the emperor's voice but did not respond to him.

He also knew that the emperor would definitely come in.

I also need the emperor to let people start frying flour for the army. Otherwise, if I just fry it myself, I'd better just forget about it.

"Why don't you talk to me?" The emperor walked into the kitchen and saw Zhao Chen still lowering his head and working on the work in his hands, and his tone couldn't help but be a little unhappy.

Just suddenly smell the faint fragrance of beans in the air.

"What does it smell like? It smells so good!" The emperor sniffed and felt that it was a fragrance he had never smelled before.

"Would you like to try it?" Zhao Chen looked at the emperor and pointed at the fried flour in the pot.

Indicated to the emperor to have a taste.

The emperor took a look at the fried flour in the pot. Although he could smell the aroma of fried flour in his nose, the appearance of the fried flour did make people feel ordinary.

"This is fried flour, I made it new." Zhao Chen filled the emperor half a bowl and handed it to him.

The emperor wanted to refuse Zhao Chen's bowl of fried flour, but thinking that he would have something to ask Zhao Chen for in the future, he took the bowl handed over by Zhao Chen.

He took a spoon, took a small spoonful and put it into his mouth.

After chewing it for a few times, although it has a slight fragrance, it is really difficult to chew in my mouth.

Moreover, the fried flour has no taste and is really hard to swallow.

"It smells quite fragrant, but the smell of the fried flour is really ordinary, and it is dry and tasteless. How come your boy's craftsmanship has changed so much..." The emperor did not finish his words and put the bowl on the stove.

He felt that Zhao Chen was deliberately trying to trick him.

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Otherwise, why would he give himself something so unpalatable?

"You add some salt, rinse it with hot water, stir it and it's ready to eat."

"I just let you taste it, I didn't let you eat it dry. You chewed it raw yourself, so who's to blame!" Zhao Chen said with a smile, then found a bowl of boiling water and poured it into the bowl the emperor had just given.

"Try it again!" Zhao Chen said to the emperor.

"You didn't do it on purpose, did you?" The emperor glanced at Zhao Chen suspiciously, but consciously picked up the bowl he had just put down.

He tasted it cautiously.

Not to mention the hot water and salt, the taste is still different from before.

Although it is not as good as the delicacies of mountains and seas, it can still be swallowed.

"Well, it's not bad, much better than before."

"But you kid, what are you doing with this? With your level, you shouldn't be able to make something so unpalatable." The emperor took a few bites, but still had no urge to feast.

Then he put the bowl down and asked Zhao Chen curiously.

"Although the food is unpalatable, it can save your life."

"Save your life?" The emperor looked at Zhao Chen with confusion.

"This is prepared for marching soldiers. Although the fried flour is more unpalatable, it can guarantee that it will not go bad for several months."

"On the march, the logistics supplies could not keep up at all, so fried flour could be used as rations for the soldiers."

"In this way, if the soldiers go deep behind enemy lines, they don't have to worry about logistics." Zhao Chen explained to the emperor.

"Is there such a good thing?" A look of surprise flashed across the emperor's face.

He used to lead armies on expeditions, and what he feared most was the lack of supplies for the soldiers.

This also limited Li Shimin's ambition to expand his territory.

Imagine chasing the enemy for three thousand miles with great difficulty, only to be forced to evacuate because of lack of food. This happened several times.

Why would you even think of doing such a thing?

"When Yang Guang led his army to the north to conquer Goguryeo, it was also because of insufficient supplies and supplies that he returned with a huge defeat."

"If only he had this fried flour back then..." The emperor sighed with a sigh.

If Yang Guang had not defeated Goguryeo, perhaps the Sui Dynasty would not have collapsed.

He, Li Shimin, would not have the status he has today.

But now that Zhao Chen has created this thing, it obviously must be assembled into the Tang army.

"Boy Chen, when you make this fried flour, you don't really want to send troops to capture Goguryeo as soon as you reach the front line, right?" The emperor suddenly realized the real reason why Zhao Chen made this fried flour.

Go deep alone.

Is this guy planning to lead the Tang army directly into Goguryeo's territory?

Otherwise, why prepare so many rations for soldiers?

"Didn't we agree before?" Zhao Chen looked at the emperor and said lightly.

The emperor said nothing, knowing that he could not persuade Zhao Chen to return.

And in fact, he also hoped in his heart that Zhao Chen would capture Goguryeo and capture Yuan to Su Wen.

In this way, Zhao Chen's position as Prince of the Tang Dynasty will be justified.

As an emperor, he can be considered a successor.

"Okay, since you have this intention, of course I will support you."

"Write this method of frying flour to me, and I will ask the Ministry of War to do it immediately. Before you leave Chang'an, I will prepare two months of fried flour for you." The emperor said firmly to Zhao Chen.

With sufficient preparations and Zhao Chen's own ability, the emperor believed that he could not only win Goguryeo for the Tang Dynasty, but also Yuengai Suwen.

"By the way, there is one more thing added to your method of making fried flour." Zhao Chen wrote the method to the emperor and said one more thing to him.

"What?" The emperor was a little confused and asked Zhao Chen.