Xia Ruqing spoke again.
"Frogs are called field frogs among the common folk!"
"Back when I was a child, many places were poor. Children, who were still growing, craved meat intensely. However, meat was out of reach unless it was a holiday or festival!"
"So, children would catch field frogs to eat!"
Zhao Junyao listened intently, his frown deepening.
Are there truly people so poor?
No matter what, the thought of eating frogs was still too unimaginable for an emperor.
Zhao Junyao felt an added pressure in his heart.
Thinking it over, he felt he must strive even harder to ensure all his subjects could eat their fill and wear warm clothes.
If possible, he wished for those children to have meat not just during festivals, but on ordinary days as well!
Xia Ruqing nodded earnestly.
"Yes, Milord!"
Zhao Junyao then asked, "Qingqing, have you ever eaten them?"
Xia Ruqing answered without hesitation, "I have!"
