Chapter 241 You'd better be okay!

After the incident in the underground secret room, Jiang Yingcheng was expressly forbidden by her father, the emperor, to leave the palace before the New Year's Day banquet was over.

Jiang Yingcheng actually stayed "honestly" in the palace for a few days.

——The word “honest” is a term she gave herself.

Ever since she saw the room full of gold, silver, and jewels that Prince Xin had prepared for his mother in the cenotaph, she became interested.

Although her father and mother were still alive, she also wanted to give them so many gold, silk, pearls and jade.

It happened that the New Year's Day banquet was approaching, and officials from various departments had many matters to report to the palace at any time, which made it convenient for Jiang Yingcheng to stop the uncles he was familiar with along the way.

"Make money?"

Minister of Revenue Jiao Hongmiao looked at the little guy in front of him who was about to wrap himself up like a ball with a puzzled look on his face, and subconsciously began to take out his wallet: "Your Highness, don't you have change to buy snacks? I did bring some pocket money with me today--"

"No, no!" Jiang Yingcheng waved his hands quickly, "Uncle Changshun prepared a lot of snacks for us!"

Jiao Hongmiao lowered his eyes and finally saw the scene clearly.

The young man brought a small stool and sat on the road that officials had to take in and out of the palace. There were two charcoal braziers at his feet. The four guards behind him were holding several food boxes and blankets in their hands. It was obvious that they planned to block them here for a long time.

Jiao Hongmiao shuddered all over, and a sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart: "How about this, wait a few days until I finish dealing with my affairs here, and I will personally take you to the Ministry of Revenue to experience it for yourself!"

Having said that, he slipped away in a hurry.

Jiang Yingcheng looked dazed: "Huh?"

The confused eyes followed Jiao Hongmiao's departing back until he completely disappeared.

There are many expenses for the New Year's Day banquet, and each department has to go to the Ministry of Revenue to review and approve the funds, so it is normal to be busy.

After figuring it out, Jiang Yingcheng relaxed, put his hands on his chin, and waited for the next uncle who didn't look so anxious to walk into the alley.

And then——

Minister of Rites Chu Jiaxu shed tears of sorrow: "It is such a young prince. I am not a capable official in the Ministry of Rites. I can only rely on the iron cocks in the Ministry of Revenue to make a living."

The Minister of Works Ran Hongyi was enthusiastic: "Your Highness, are you short of gold beans? It just so happens that our Ministry of Works also has a sum of money that needs to be discussed with the Ministry of Revenue. So, you can come with me. I heard that Lord Jiao just entered the palace not long ago and should not have come out yet..."

None of the officials who came and went could offer any effective suggestions. Jiang Yingcheng wrapped himself in a small blanket, feeling a little discouraged.

"Why is your Highness sitting here?"

A kind voice suddenly came from behind, but it still frightened Jiang Yingcheng so much that he trembled all over.

"Grandpa Kan?"

The cavalry general Kan Ruifeng bent down, and when he saw her turning her head, he smiled even bigger.

Jiang Yingcheng then brought out the same rhetoric again.

Kan Ruifeng looked thoughtful.

"Although I do not know the specific situation of your Highness, I can share with you some of my experience in military operations."

Jiang Yingcheng waited for a whole morning and finally got a different reply. He immediately pulled over the stool she had placed beside him, his eyes sparkling: "Grandpa Kan, please sit down! Grandpa Kan, would you like some tea? Grandpa Kan, would you like some snacks?!"

Kan Ruifeng refused the latter two, but sat down without any hesitation: "For the military, if they want to make money, there are only two ways, one is to increase revenue, and the other is to reduce expenditure."

"Open source means, of course, turning other people's supplies into our own, using other people's resources to enrich our great army."

Jiang Yingcheng personally poured a cup of hot tea for her Grandpa Kan: "Oh oh oh!"

This seems to be a good idea.

Want to listen!

However, Kan Ruifeng had no idea what the young man was thinking. After taking the teacup, he changed the subject: "As for saving money... there are many things to say about it."

Kan Ruifeng was instantly brought into deep memories by this conversation, and he continued to talk about himself: "Saving money is only the most basic thing. Saving money on medicine is the most difficult thing."

This experience was too far away for Jiang Yingcheng and had no reference value at all, but seeing that her grandfather Kan looked sad, she listened very seriously.

"There are very few military doctors accompanying the army, and many soldiers are unable to receive treatment in time, causing minor injuries and illnesses to become more serious. Not only do more medicines are needed, but treatment is also more difficult."

Strictly speaking, the number of accompanying military doctors has increased a lot compared with previous years, but it still cannot meet the huge demand in the military.

Everyone says that the Dari Iron Cavalry is invincible, but the road is full of thorns and it would take three days and three nights to clear them all.

【ah……】

【Have you ever considered preparing medicine packs for common diseases so that when soldiers get injured or sick, they can just take a dose?】

Kan Ruifeng was stunned: "What?"

Jiang Yingcheng was also stunned for a moment: "Huh? What's the matter?"

Kan Ruifeng then reacted. What he just said was what the boy was thinking in his heart and he never said it out loud.

He was silent for a moment: "Ah, ah...Grandpa Kan just heard it wrong."

Jiang Yingcheng nodded with a confused expression.

Then——

[Cheng Cheng remembers that some medicinal materials can be directly ground into powder and taken by brewing without affecting the efficacy. This can also save a lot of transportation space~]

[Also, there are so many soldiers in the army, and people get colds and typhoid fever every day. Military doctors can prepare relevant medicines in advance, boil them into soups and place them in an open space. Anyone who gets the disease can just come and get a bowl. Wouldn't that be much more convenient~]

[Also, the medicine used in the army is of such low quality that it is naturally not conducive to wound healing. However, there are recipes for sale in the Merit Mall, which can use fewer herbs to achieve greater effects——]

Kan Ruifeng's breathing became more rapid as the young man's voice came to his mind.

The medicinal materials prepared in the army are all classified into different categories. All of them need to be prescribed by military doctors after diagnosis, and then a special person will take the medicine and boil it. Not to mention the cumbersome process, if the soldiers have a headache or fever, they dare not take up the precious time of the military doctors easily, and want to save the time for the soldiers who need treatment more.

If it is really carried out as the young man said, it will not only save a lot of time, but also greatly save the space for transportation, and they can also bring more medicinal materials with the army!

As for the wound medicine mentioned by the young man, every year there are soldiers who die from wound inflammation and festering. If there really is a better prescription, they will be able to save more soldiers!

So, what is that prescription?!

Kan Ruifeng suppressed the trembling in his eyes and looked at the little girl beside him casually.

Jiang Yingcheng waved his hand and directly exchanged the prescription for the medicine: [I'm going to recover, I'm going to recover - Panax notoginseng, Radix Aconiti Lateralis Preparata...]

"General Kan!" A loud shout suddenly came from the end of the alley, successfully attracting the attention of several people, and Jiang Yingcheng's thoughts also stopped abruptly.

Kan Ruifeng: “…”

The person who spoke at the alley entrance hurried over here, bowed to both of them, and then said with a smile: "Why are you still here? His Majesty just said that he had something to discuss with you, you——"

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Kan Ruifeng's body stiffen, the man asked with concern, "General, are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Yingcheng also raised his head: "Is Master Kan feeling unwell?"

Kan Ruifeng swallowed a mouthful of blood with great difficulty and almost shed tears: "Grandpa Kan is fine."

Then, he raised his head and stared at the uninvited guest opposite with his dark eyes——

You better be okay!