" This Soup Dumpling has tough skin and fresh soup. It's really a rare delicacy…" Every time Wei Zheng ate it, he could not help but sigh. How could there be such a delicacy in this world?
The last few times he came back from court, he wanted to buy some for his mother to try, but they were always sold out. This time, Wei Zheng shouted,"Little shopkeeper, leave two drawers of takeaway for this old man.”
"Alright, Lord Wei. I'll remember this for you." After saying that, he took out a piece of chalk and wrote on the blackboard in the shop: Lord Wei Zheng, two drawers were not taken.
The minister who was eating the bun looked at the blackboard and revealed a surprised look. Kong Yingda was the chancellor of the directorate and could see the benefits of this item at a glance. He smiled and said,"Little shopkeeper, you always have some strange methods. What is this?”
"It's a blackboard. Don't you know?”
Qin Song saw that everyone really didn't seem to know each other and also smiled and said,""I only did it for convenience. I'm sorry."
Kong Yingda thought for a moment,"This item is useful for the directorate." In the past, he had been writing in the sand table, so it was not bad to use this.”
"This old man thinks that the Bureau of Military Personnel can use it.”Before he finished speaking, a tall figure walked in. Although he was in his forties, his face was full of heroic spirit and he looked very mighty.
Qin Song didn't recognize him and hurriedly went forward to say with a smile,""Hello, sir. Welcome to our store. How many trays of buns would you like?”
That person twirled his beard and sized up Qin Song.""Are you the little shopkeeper here?"
"That's right."
The moment this person came in, everyone stopped talking. They were all eating buns and looking at Qin Song with smiles. And Qin Song did not recognize him either, so he naturally greeted him with a smile.
The man walked to the blackboard and asked,"This is a good item. How did you think of it?"”
Qin Song thought for a moment,"Do you need to think about this?" If he needed it, he would just make it.
Of course, if you feel uncomfortable, you can also make it white and write it with a charcoal pen. But that way, it won't be clean…"
That person looked at Qin Song and asked," A few days ago, was there someone who came to eat soup dumplings? You told him that you could pacify the Turks in three years, and that you had the right time, the right place, and the right people. You also said that the north and south were enemies. Is that true?"”
"Are you talking about Uncle Li?" Qin Song smiled. That's right, wasn't he working in the palace? Seeing the Tu Jue so sad, the brat comforted him. So you're Uncle Li's friend. No wonder you're so heroic.”
"You're just a kid. How dare you talk about military affairs?" The man snorted coldly. And three years to pacify the Turks? Do you think the Turks are weak on the inside? I came here today to teach you a lesson.”
Qin Song glanced at the person and said,"Aren't you here to eat buns?"”
"I don't eat buns!"
"Oh!" Qin Song nodded with a smile." Yes, you are right. This kid's mouth is too much to talk about military affairs. He naturally won't do it in the future." Please calm your anger, Old Sir. Take care, Old Sir. I wish Old Sir a dragon and tiger, and a happy morning court!”
Now was an important moment to accumulate points. Qin Song didn't dare to complicate things. Moreover, he was originally in the service industry. So what if others said a few words? He was so tall, so mighty, and his fist was the size of a clay pot. It was very scary.
That person seemed to have punched cotton. He was stunned by Qin Song's service. He didn't know whether to leave or not. He couldn't help but say,"Give me two steamers of steamed buns."
"Alright, please wait a moment!"
Being able to sit on equal footing with them here was naturally not a small official. Qin Song also did not dare to be negligent. That person was just about to eat when he was stopped by someone else. He explained the method of eating and even specially demonstrated it.
The old man tasted it according to this method, and after a long time, he did not speak. He glanced at Qin Song, and finally picked up the bun to eat again.
Li Jing was very depressed. He had been running to the palace frequently these few days. It was not for anything else, but for the sake of revenge, the Emperor actually wanted to train soldiers in the palace.
Li Jing had tried to persuade him several times, but he was unable to do so. The Emperor had even personally led his men to train them, and he had even begun to tell Li Jing about the strategy to pacify the Turks.
At the beginning, Li Jing felt that the Emperor had such ambitions and should support them. Later, he found out that this so-called strategy of pacifying the Turks was proposed by a shopkeeper selling steamed buns, and the Emperor thought it was very good.
Where did this come from? The shopkeeper who bought the steamed buns was a child at this age. How could he pacify the Turks?
Today, he had specially come here to see what kind of person this little shopkeeper was. After meeting him today, he was only so-so. He was just a child. How monstrous could he be?
He could just teach her a lesson. He didn't want to talk nonsense in the future and cause trouble for himself.
The power of delicious food was immeasurable. Li Jing, who was originally a little angry, was in a much better mood after eating. He turned to Qin Song and said,"Little shopkeeper, leave ten steamers of steamed buns for this old man.”
"Alright!" Qin Song nodded. May I ask how I should address you, sir? I'll write it down for you. Don't make a mistake."
"This old man is Li Jing!"
Upon hearing Li Jing, Qin Song blurted out,""Great Tang War God?"
Li Jing couldn't help but laugh. This kid's bootlicking skills were indeed amazing. He couldn't help but say,"Old soldiers of the Great Tang dare not have the title of War God.”
Qin Song knew that Li Jing wasn't in his prime yet. He had conquered the Turkic court in the north and pacified the Qinghai Plateau in the west. In his life, he had fought countless battles. He hadn't reached Zhenguan yet, so he naturally lost a lot of his glory.
However, Qin Song did not think so. After recording on the blackboard, he said,"In this boy's heart, you are the Great Tang's War God.”
Cheng Yaojin sat there and shouted,"Little shopkeeper, why is he the God of War and I the General?" If you don't explain it clearly, Old Cheng won't eat your buns in the future.”
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