However, Old Zhu now had a new idea and asked excitedly, "Then tell me, tell me what this oil is all about?"
Given Zhu's deep concern for the people, he was indeed eager to know what palm oil was all about. Knowing the hardships of ordinary people, Zhu also understood how difficult it was for them to even taste meat, and naturally, he understood the relative importance of growing rapeseed oil or grain for them.
If a crop that could provide oil for the people of the Ming Dynasty could be found, Zhu Yuanzhang would naturally have no reason not to be happy. He would also feel that this was the destiny bestowed upon his beloved grandson, which is why such good things kept appearing.
Zhu Yunying said cheerfully, "It's not that we're faking it. We've already sent people to try making those oils and let them taste them."
At this moment, Old Zhu immediately emphasized, "Just let the people under you try it. You are the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. You should not eat these things, and neither should our family members."
Zhu Yunying wasn't surprised at all by Old Zhu's thoughts. Not just Old Zhu, but most people would have the same mentality. After all, this was something beyond their comprehension and unfamiliar; along with curiosity, there would also be some doubt.
Zhu Yunying readily agreed, but even if he hadn't, it wouldn't have mattered. The food Zhu Yunying ate required careful selection and supervision. Nobody knew anything about palm oil, and no one dared to let the emperor eat it.
“That fruit is different from the palm fruit we saw during our patrol. There are still some good things in this wild land. This must be from overseas, not from our Great Ming,” Zhu Yunying said confidently. “Our Great Ming navy is strong and well-equipped, so let’s send them to search for it. They should be able to find these things. Where exactly are they? And how should we use them?”
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