"Minister Li, you're really smart!"
Zhao Long smiled and said," Something like that…I'm thinking of preventing the old men of the six dynasties from hiding among the people and taking advantage of their business to amass wealth and develop their forces.
However, he couldn't let the people of the world have no business. "Therefore, we will let the merchants in Xianyang City be fully controlled by our Imperial Court. Then, we will gradually expand outwards.
In other words, business is fine, but the Imperial Court has to have the final say. They have to manage everything clearly.
In this way, wouldn't the money flow into the national treasury more safely, and wouldn't it benefit the wrong person?”
Whoa?
Hearing Zhao Long's words, Ying Zheng and Li Si smiled.
"Your brain is indeed clear.”
Ying Zheng smiled and said," So, that's what you're planning.”
"That's right."
Zhao Long said," Moreover, a year's time isn't considered long. I also gave the commoners a month to buy them. I think it's more than enough.”
That's right, the ancient times were not like the modern times, where they had to buy things every day.
In ancient times, they would only purchase it once every one or two months.
Moreover, Great Qin had always been suppressing merchants, so in less than a year, it would not cause too much trouble.
Hence, Zhao Long dared to act so boldly.
The most important thing was that he had to ensure his greatest advantage within this year.
As for the others, they would be completely suppressed!
In this way, even if the other transmigrators in the competition started to exert their strength a year later, how much of a threat would they be?
In front of his huge advantage, no matter who jumped out again, they would die!
Of course, Zhao Long couldn't say these words out loud.
"En, yes."
Ying Zheng nodded with a smile." I'll follow my son's instructions on this matter.”
"Son, thank you, Imperial Father."
As expected, with an emperor as his father, it was really too comfortable for him to do things by himself.
There are people in the court who are good at being an official. My father is the emperor. Who is better at being an official than me?
"Young Master is wise, I understand.”
Li Si nodded. So that was Zhao Long's plan.
That was not bad…
"Haha, I'm actually so happy today…"
Ying Zheng smiled and said," Why don't we have a few cups of wine?”
"Ah, this…"
Li Si's expression changed when he heard that.
Drinking?
"Your Majesty, take care of your body…"
"It's fine. I've never sinned."
Ying Zheng smiled, and so did Zhao Long.
These words were not bragging.
The reason for this was because of a very important factor-the level of brewing wine was not good!
Not only was it easy for alcohol to become turbid and have impurities, but the alcohol content was also a big problem.
The alcohol content of ancient wine was between seven to ten percent, which was very high!
Usually, folk people would only drink two or three degrees of alcohol, and there was a slight smell of alcohol.
So, why were there so many people in ancient times who could not get drunk after drinking a thousand cups?
It was almost equivalent to drinking water. How much more could he drink when his stomach was filled with water? How much more alcohol?
This was basically how he got drunk…
For modern people, two to three degrees was a fruit wine cocktail. Seven to ten degrees, wasn't that something that only existed in beer?
Real white wine should be at least 30 degrees, right?
Erguotou and the others were at a temperature of fifty to sixty degrees.
This was the difference in brewing ability.
Of course, there were also people who got drunk in ancient times. In modern times, such people would basically collapse at the touch of alcohol...
To the ancients, it was already very good to be able to reach a slight intoxication.
"This, father…"
Zhao Long chuckled." I do have good wine here, but it's too strong…"
Huh?
Good wine?
Lie?
Hearing this, Ying Zheng laughed out loud, but his face was filled with disbelief.
"My son, the wine in your Xingle Palace was given by me, how strong can it be?”
"Haha…"
Zhao Long smiled when he heard that." This isn't given to me by my father. I brewed it myself…"
As he spoke, Zhao Long took out a small, flat bottle the size of a palm.
" Father, it's right here. However, the smell is very strong…"
"It's just a small bottle, and it's so flat.”
Hearing this, Ying Zheng gave a disdainful smile, then stretched out his hand." In that case, let me have a taste."”
What the f * ck?
You really aren't afraid of death…
Zhao Long had no choice but to hand the bottle over." Father, please reconsider…"
"Hehe, my son actually looks down on me…"
Ying Zheng shook his head, uncorked the bottle, then raised his head and took a sip, savoring it for a second or two.
"Puff!"
Instantly!
He spat it out!
Her face was flushed red!
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