Including these soldiers, the Xiao Prince's mansion had several hundred people...
Previously, the Xiao Prince's Mansion had a larger population.
Therefore, the Prince's mansion had a very large kitchen, with six large pots just for cooking porridge.
Xiao Yu took over one of the booths and started teaching Xiao Zhan and the others about chicken essence and MSG, explaining every detail with utmost seriousness.
"So this thing really was invented by the prince."
Xiao Zhan and the others couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
In the past two days, they had also tasted the ingredients with added chicken essence or MSG, and knew that this stuff could make the Xiao Prince's Mansion rich.
Therefore, they all studied very diligently.
“Once you’ve all learned the production process, we’ll need a place specifically for producing chicken bouillon and MSG,” Xiao Yu said.
If we want to produce in large quantities, we certainly can't do it in the kitchen of Prince Xiao's mansion... We also have to feed the hundreds of people in the mansion, so they can only occupy one pot.
"Your Highness, rest assured, this stuff will definitely make money. In the future, we can buy a piece of land to produce chicken essence and MSG," Xiao Zhan said.
"Yes, yes, yes! This stuff is sure to make money!"
"The raw materials are all very ordinary... You only need to add a little bit of this when cooking, so we can sell it for a higher price."
"The price is set by the prince, of course; we just need to be responsible for production."
"In short, this is a good project."
Everyone was discussing excitedly.
For the next period of time, Xiao Yu kept guiding them, and only after they were able to produce chicken essence and MSG independently did he nod in satisfaction.
Sunrise and sunset.
Soon, it was noon again.
"Oh no, I forgot I had a date with a stunningly beautiful woman today!"
Xiao Yu then remembered that today was the day he and Wu Xuanhuang had agreed to compose poems together, so he quickly went back to his room to change his clothes: "That stunningly beautiful woman is incredibly generous, I can't break my promise!"
Back in his room, Xiao Yu hurriedly changed into a white scholar's robe and then tidied his hair in front of a bronze mirror.
"Jiro, are you going out?"
Shen Youyu was sewing when she saw Xiao Yu hurrying by and asked curiously, "Where are you going?"
After a stunning transformation, Shen Youyu looked even more alluring.
She was still the same person, unchanged, but she possessed an indescribable charm that made her even more alluring.
“I went to the Jade Pavilion, where the rich girl who gave me the Dragon Sword last time asked me to compose a poem.”
Xiao Yu didn't hide anything and said truthfully, "I don't know what the prize is today, but it doesn't look like a cheap deal. I have to go quickly!"
"Does Shiro already have poetry in his heart?"
Shen Youyu's beautiful peach blossom eyes lit up, and she asked with some anticipation.
Clearly, for her, the allure of the Dragon Sword was far less than that of Xiao Yu's poetry.
Although Shen Youyu knew the origin and value of the Youlong Sword, it was a famous sword forged by Ouye Zixuan, the number one swordsmith of the Great Xia Dynasty, and was worth ten thousand taels of gold.
"No...maybe, it will happen when I see her."
Xiao Yu shook his head. He really hadn't decided what poem to write yet; he'd just improvise when they met.
"Then I await Shilang's good news."
Shen Youyu said with a light smile.
"good."
Xiao Yu nodded and then left the Xiao Prince's Mansion.
Before leaving, he went to the kitchen and got a can of chicken bouillon and a can of MSG, intending to take the opportunity to discuss business with the owner of Yuye Qionglou.
Half an hour later, Xiao Yu arrived at the Jade Liquid Pavilion.
The lobby on the first floor was already filled with people, most of whom were scholars.
As soon as they saw Xiao Yu arrive, they immediately gathered around: "Young Master Xiao, my name is Xu Weiyun, a student of the Imperial Academy. After hearing about your two poems, I waited here for you."
"Young Master Xiao, my name is Yang An, from Bailu Academy..."
"Young Master Xiao..."
These scholars in white Confucian robes, upon seeing Xiao Yu, swarmed around him like hooligans seeing a young widow, eager to make friends.
"hiss!"
Xiao Yu was blocked at the doorway; the crowd almost pushed him out.
It seems that after composing the poem "ten years of honing a sword" on the spot last time, he also admitted that "clouds think of clothes and flowers think of face" was also his own work, causing quite a stir among the scholars of Daxia!
Indeed, these two poems are now widely discussed among scholars. Knowing that Xiao Yu and the wealthy young lady had agreed to compose poems together again today, they arrived early at the Jade Liquid Pavilion to wait for him.
"I didn't expect I'd become famous?" Xiao Yu thought to himself in surprise.
That is to say, he went to the Martial Arts Academy a few days ago. Those crude martial artists did not understand poetry and did not take Xiao Yu seriously.
If Xiao Yu went to the academy, he would be surrounded by the scholars there and be greatly admired!
"Everyone, everyone... you've all surrounded me, and everyone's introducing themselves all at once. I can't hear a thing. Could you please move aside?"
To avoid being pushed out, Xiao Yu quickly shouted, "Otherwise, I'll just leave!"
Upon hearing this, the scholars made way for him.
Has that beautiful lady arrived?
Xiao Yu then remembered the important matter and quickly asked.
He wasn't a scholar, and fame and fortune meant nothing to him. As the young prince of the Xiao Prince's Mansion, Xiao Yu only wanted to get Wu Xuanhuang's prize for free... Last time he used the Youlong Sword as a prize, so this time it certainly wouldn't be a cheap bargain either.
"My young lady is waiting for you upstairs."
At that moment, a clear, cold voice entered Xiao Yu's ears.
Looking in the direction of the sound, one could see Shangguan Jing'er, dressed in white, standing at the top of the stairs, her sharp eyes fixed on Xiao Yu.
It wasn't that she disliked Xiao Yu; rather, she always had this cold and wary demeanor towards everyone.
So there are private rooms... Xiao Yu nodded and said, "Please lead the way, young lady."
"Aren't you going downstairs to compose a poem today?"
"Then...then wouldn't we be unable to hear about Young Master Xiao's affairs immediately?"
"I came here this morning to reserve a seat, just to witness Young Master Xiao composing poetry. I didn't expect you weren't in the main hall?"
"Young lady swordsman, could you please ask your mistress to come to the main hall? We can have some peace and quiet here!"
The scholars couldn't wait to say it.
They all wanted to hear as soon as possible what kind of poem the talented Young Master Xiao would compose this time.
"snort."
Faced with the requests of these scholars, Shangguan Jing'er smiled disdainfully, then turned around and led Xiao Yu upstairs.
"Why!"
Seeing this, all the scholars couldn't help but sigh.
Then they all followed Xiao Yu and headed up to the second floor.
What do you want to do?
Shangguan Jing'er stopped and stood on the stairs, looking down at everyone with a cold gaze.
"We don't want to disturb you; we're just waiting at the door, hoping to be the first to hear Young Master Xiao's poetry," said the scholar at the front.
"Yes, yes, yes."
The scholars behind him nodded in agreement.
"They really are... persistent!" Xiao Yu was stunned by their determination.
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