Tang: Old Li, forget about being the Prince Consort, I want to be the Emperor!
28 Li Shimin was shocked. Zhao Yi was actually…

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Seeing Cheng Yaojin interrupt again, Li Shimin glared at him again.

Cheng Yaojin shrunk his neck and continued to look at Zhao Yi with his big eyes.

Zhao Yi glanced at this bad-tempered black guard and said with a faint smile,"

"Strength isn't something that can be said with words. Who wouldn't say it?

If I say that if I'm not willing, even the current emperor can forget about taking anything from me, would you believe me?”

"Hey! You-"

Cheng Yaojin frowned and clenched his fists. He was about to reach Zhao Yi like a fighting cock.

Li Shiming narrowed his eyes. Although he didn't make any big movements, his calm expression was more intimidating than his usual cold rebuke.

Cheng Yaojin's slightly red eyes instantly calmed down and stopped charging forward.

Li Shimin looked at Zhao Yi meaningfully.

Li Lizhi and Fang Xuanling also looked at Zhao Yi with a new kind of scrutiny.

Fang Xuanling lowered his eyes and said,

"Putting aside the food and wine, Brother Zhao is indeed outstanding. In the future, the business of the tavern will definitely become more and more prosperous.

However, I'm very curious about what paper my old master was talking about just now. Can you let me open my eyes?”

Since he was ready to speak frankly, Zhao Yi did not hide anything.

Not to mention Old Li and Old Fang, he had to make this black guard convinced.

Besides, he didn't have to be careful now.

Because with his current strength, even if the person he was talking to was the current Emperor Li Shi Min, he would not be afraid.

However, Li Shiming, who stood at the peak of the Great Tang, naturally would not come to his tavern.

Zhao Yi turned around and saw the mute servant standing in front of the door connecting the hall and the kitchen. He immediately signaled the mute servant to bring a box of tissue paper over.

The mute servant nodded and turned around. He pulled out a handle from behind the counter and took out a small wooden box.

There was a thumb-sized arc-shaped slit on the top of the small wooden box.

It was a snow-white color inside.

Li Shiming, Li Lizhi, Fang Xuanling, and Cheng Yaojin all stood up.

Four pairs of eyes stared at the wooden box.

Cheng Yaojin picked his nose out of habit and pointed at the wooden box.

"What is this?"

Li Shi Min was very worried that this dirty thing would dirty the holy snow paper, so he glared angrily.

Then, Li Shimin smiled at Zhao Yi humbly.

"Brother Zhao, can I have a taste?”

Zhao Yi nodded. This was his confidence!

With just a box of tissue paper, an ordinary thing, it could turn Old Li and the other three into Granny Liu who had just entered the Grand View Garden.

If he took out something even more awesome, wouldn't these four people treat him like a god?!

Li Shiming's eyes narrowed into a smile after receiving permission.

First, he took a deep breath and flexed his fingers before releasing them.

Then, he reached his hand into the box to take a look.

The result was wrong. The small gap on the wooden box was not big enough, and his hand could not reach in.

Li Shi Min looked a little embarrassed.

Cheng Yaojin immediately wanted to snatch the wooden box and open it from the bottom.

This time, Li Shi Min finally couldn't stand this barbaric and vulgar bastard anymore, he roared,"Get lost!"

Cheng Yaojin shrunk his head like a withered eggplant and muttered,""It's not like it's some extraordinary treasure…"

Zhao Yi saw that Li Shimin was anxious and wanted to take out a piece of paper to take a look, but he couldn't find a way.

Especially that look of fear of breaking the paper, it really made people not know whether to laugh or cry.

However, Zhao Yi could understand the reverence people in this era had for paper.

This was because the art of making paper in this era was not particularly mature. Ordinary people could not afford to use paper.

Zhao Yi immediately demonstrated to Old Li and the others. He extended two fingers into the small gap in the wooden box and skillfully pulled out a piece of tissue paper and handed it to Old Li.

Li Shi Min's eyes lit up as he carefully opened his hands and piously caught the soft white paper.

"Almost weightless!"

Li Shi Min could feel it, and a bright smile bloomed on his face as he turned his head and smiled at Fang Cheng.

Fang Xuanling immediately pushed aside Cheng Yaojin, who was blocking his way, and came closer to study the paper in Tian Zi's hand.

"Master, can you let me take a look?”

As a strategist of the Great Tang, Fang Xuanling wanted to personally experience it.

However, Li Shimin had just received the paper and hadn't enjoyed it enough.

Fang Xuanling, who was very good at guessing the emperor's will, immediately gave up on the idea when he saw the emperor's face sink.

"Brother Zhao, this kind of paper should be very precious, right? It should be very troublesome to make, right?"

Li Shimin turned around and asked Zhao Yi with a white paper in his hand.

Zhao Yi shook his head.

"It's nothing precious, and it's easy to make.”

Li Shi Min was a little dissatisfied.

"Humble! You're just being humble!"

"I've already agreed to let you invest in the company. Why would I lie to you?" Zhao Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.”

"Buy shares?"

Li Shi Min was stunned.

Fang Xuanling, Cheng Yaojin, and Li Lizhi, who was carrying the little guy, were also stunned.

Li Shimin had no choice but to take Zhao Yi's words literally.

The thigh of the stock index.

Buy shares…

Li Shiming was stunned and looked at Zhao Yi in a daze.

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