Working alone in the kitchen, Qin Song also fully displayed his gossipy spirit. 200,000 people, with no end in sight, how spectacular would that be? Under such circumstances, Qin Song definitely did not dare to bring six people to negotiate. The aura was too terrifying.
The sun had already risen high up in the sky, and Chang 'an was clear for thousands of miles.
The blazing sun shone on the flagstones of the bridge, while a few big-bellied crickets were jumping back and forth on the bridge. Li Shi Min had a big umbrella over his head, but he didn't feel cool at all.
Beside the Wei River Bridge, Li Shimin watched the Turks and horses laugh wantonly as endless treasures were dragged away by the carriages. His eyes turned red, and his fingers that were tightly gripping the reins had turned white. At this time, no matter what he said, it would be useless. As Li Er, who had made his fortune by rebelling, he knew that words were useless, and others looked down on him.
Fang Xuanling sighed and rode forward, sobbing," Your Majesty, as long as there is life, there is hope. Treasures are just worldly possessions. As long as Your Majesty works hard…"
Li Shi Min smiled and waved his hand,"It's just treasures. I don't care about it. Don't be sad, I believe in you." With your help, the Great Tang will definitely surpass the Qin and Han Dynasties. In front of him, it was just scabies.”
On the other side of the Wei River, the Turks were laughing as they retreated…
On the side of Weishui River, His Majesty was calm and generous…
Everyone had followed Li Er from the start, so how could they not know that the current Emperor had broken his front teeth and swallowed blood. He did not want to disappoint the officials and only swallowed the bitter fruit.
With such a majesty, what harm is there in dying as a subject?
"Your Majesty, take care of your body," said Fang Xuanling."Let's go back to the palace.”
Li Shi Min sighed and shook his head,"Dear ministers, go back to the residence and rest. There is still the morning court tomorrow, so Zhen wants to walk alone.”
"Your Majesty, you're wearing a dragon robe. Where can you go?”
Li Shi Min took off his dragon robe and threw it to Xuan Ling,"Beloved ministers, please return to your residence. I'm going."
Watching the Emperor ride his horse into Chang 'an, Fang Xuanling called someone over.""Send a few people to follow His Majesty. Don't let anything happen.”
"Yes, sir!"
After entering Mingde Gate, he could not see the end of the street. He knew that at the end of this road was his palace. At this moment, if he did not return to the palace, where would he go?
The 111th Square of Chang 'an knew that the Turkic army was approaching, so all the shops were closed and there was not a single person on the street.
"Is this my world? Rustle, rustle…"
Li Shimin felt as if he had been abandoned by the heavens. He had conquered the south and made great contributions to the Great Tang. Now that he had ascended to the throne with a bad reputation, he was just about to show off his skills when the Turks were robbed again. Looking at the empty streets, could it be that the people were also abandoning him?
It was only now that Li Shiming finally shed his disguise, tears rolling down his face…
The warhorse seemed to know its master's mood, so it just lowered its head and slowly walked forward, one person and one horse slowly walking towards the palace.
Walking to the Vermilion Bird Gate, Li Shimin looked back. This is my Chang 'an, but not a single shop is open. If it's like this at the feet of the emperor, what should the Tang Empire do in the future?
Hmm? Shanhe Breakfast Shop? Why was this shop's signboard on the street? There were dozens of steamers on the stove in front of the door. These steamers were suffused with white fog, as if they were wrapped in fragrance. She always wanted people to step forward and reveal her true appearance.
After working for a long time, Li Shimin was also hungry. There was only one shop in Chang 'an, so he naturally wanted to go in and take a look. At least it was more comfortable than returning to the palace.
At this moment, in the breakfast shop, a 16-year-old youth wearing a white half-coat with his sleeves rolled up was kneading dough.
Seeing Li Shi Min come in, he quickly stepped forward and said with a smile,"Customer, what do you want to eat?"
The walls here were all white and looked very clean. There was no kneeling couch, but furniture similar to Hudeng and Huyi. The deep red color of the water made it look even more noble.
"Little brother, your shop is different from the others." Li Er smiled. Is there anything to eat?"
"Yes, it's written on the wall.”
There was a piece of paper on the wall.
"Soup Dumplings, fifty wen per tray.
Five coins for a bowl of corn porridge.
Green vegetables, two wen a plate.
Herbal Tea Eggs, three coins each.
The profit is small, so we don't pay on credit."
Li Er frowned and thought, This shop is too shady. How can there be such a merchant in Chang 'an? Fifty copper coins per tray?
Although he didn't know what Soup Dumplings were, Li Shimin knew that according to the current price, 500 wen of rice was enough for a family of three to eat for half a year. No credit?
Then, he saw a piece of paper pasted on the wall. On it was a poem.
Don't give credit.
Dear customers, listen to me. The business of this store is very poor.
Small profits were all earned through blood and sweat, including firewood, rice, oil and salt.
If the customer comes to pay on credit, the store will have a hard time.
To pay on credit is like to swear three vows of loyalty, and to pay on credit is like climbing Mount Tai.
The friendship between friends was completely forgotten, and the friendship of many years was turned over.
Since ancient times, it has been the principle to pay back debts. Don't add to your troubles.
It's difficult for me to pay on credit, but it's annoying for me to ask for it.
Why don't you not come on credit? I won't trouble you.
Li Shi Min laughed as he read the poem. He then turned to the young man in front of him and said,"Are you the shopkeeper here?"
Qin Song nodded.”
Li Shiming walked around the shop with his hands behind his back. He didn't say that he would eat or not eat. He just sat on the chair and touched this and that. He turned around and said,"Your price is not cheap."
"You get what you pay for. At the beginning, I also felt that it was expensive, but after eating it, I realized that it was worth it.”
"What's so good about a steamed bun? It's not as good as Biluo.”
Qin Song smiled and said," Yes, at this time, the steamed bun is called Biluo. This is the soup Biluo. It's the only one in the Great Tang." If it's not delicious, it doesn't cost money."
Li Shiming smiled. Profiteer, since you dare to say that it doesn't taste good and doesn't cost money, I'll eat you up. It just so happened that he had never eaten soup bilo before.
He slapped the table and smiled." Very good. Since the shopkeeper said that it doesn't taste good and doesn't cost money, then give me a tray to try. A gentleman's agreement. If it doesn't taste good, this old man really won't pay."”
Qin Song was very happy. He did not expect that the system would set the price so high. There was actually a big fool coming to eat when it opened early in the morning…
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