The imperial court no longer directly helps the people, but gives them a way to become rich.

Let them exchange their labor for their own necessities, this is simply amazing!

"good!"

After a long time, Li Shimin breathed out gently and said in a deep voice.

"This method..."

"Help me thank His Highness the King of Chu for providing work in exchange for helping us open up new ideas."

"Without further ado, old gentleman, we won't bother you too much. Once this matter is resolved, we can have a drink with the old gentleman!"

Li Shimin said solemnly.

The old man smiled and nodded.

"Okay, but don't worry yet. Your Majesty, and everyone, please sit down for a moment."

"Come here, bring the snow, sand and salt and let His Majesty and the others take them away."

The old man stopped the four people and shouted outside.

Upon hearing this, Li Shimin suddenly took back his leg that was about to move out.

I almost forgot about this.

Snow sand salt!

Last time they told the old man that if the other courtyard still had enough money, they would bring some to them. Unexpectedly, they actually brought them!!

"this……."

"I almost forgot about it, so thank you very much, sir. I'm sorry to bother you, but I still think about it."

Li Shimin said gratefully.

Changsun Wuji, Wei Zheng and Du Ruhui looked at each other and bowed their hands to the old man to express their gratitude.

"Does King Chu have a lot of this snow, sand, and salt?"

Li Shimin asked casually.

The old man shook his head and replied: "This old man really doesn't know. I usually don't care about His Highness's affairs."

"Furthermore, His Highness has quite a lot of property. The old Taoist will only take care of what His Highness has entrusted to the Old Tao. Other than that, the Old Taoist will generally not interfere."

"The snow, sand, salt, and sugar are all handled by the other courtyard. If your Majesty has any ideas, you can go over there and ask."

The old man answered.

Li Shimin nodded and said nothing more.

Soon, several people came up carrying eight big bags.

"This is a bag of salt and a bag of sugar. Your Majesty, there are three more people, one for each person, please."

The old man smiled.

But Li Shimin was stunned on the spot.

Changsun Wuji and the three of them were also a little dumbfounded.

Not for anything else, just because this bag, damn it, is a hundred kilograms of big sack!!

It looked so cheap. If it weren't for the snow, sand and salt inside, they would have thought it was worthless.

"this……."

Li Shimin took a deep breath, twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, quickly hugged the old man's fists, and said: "Okay! Okay! Okay!"

"Thank you very much, old sir. Without further ado, I will go and get started."

"By the way, old sir, if His Highness King Chu comes back, please let me know as soon as possible."

Li Shimin said.

He really had great doubts in his heart.

If there was no snow disaster, he would have led his troops directly to find the King of Chu.

He always felt that the King of Chu must have a lot of this snow, sand and salt!

But how many exactly there are is impossible to guess.

Only seeing is believing.

Unfortunately, I'm not available now.

After that, Li Shimin hurriedly walked out with everyone, as well as snow, sand, salt and sugar.

When they walked out of the Chu Palace.

Before, the sky was sunny, but suddenly it became dim again.

The wind is blowing.

Li Shimin suddenly looked up.

Stretched out his hand.

Snow!

It started falling again.

"No, let's go!!"

Li Shimin shouted and rushed towards the imperial city.

Changsun Wuji, Wei Zheng and Du Ruhui were also shocked.

No one thought that the snow last night was not over yet, and now it started again.

The heavy snow has not receded yet, and the people have not yet reacted to the snowstorm. If it happens again, most of the entire Tang Dynasty will be paralyzed.

The matter of heating is urgent!

I can’t tolerate them taking their time!!

….………….…….

Chang'an City.

Just next to Mingde Gate, there is a Chenghuang Temple.

This City God's Temple is not big.

It must have been built for more than a hundred years, and few people come to offer incense on weekdays. After all, there are many temples and Taoist temples in Chang'an City, and no one comes here.

Therefore, this place has become a base camp for beggars or orphans.

Although Chang'an was the capital of the Tang Dynasty, there were many orphans and beggars.

The small City God's Temple was packed with more than twenty people.

In this way, it is still warm in this cold weather.

But, the wind blows!

The simple windows and closed doors on all sides let in the wind. Immediately, the heat accumulated due to the large number of people disappeared in an instant.

These people's faces are a little blue and their lips are a little white.

"Again...it's going to snow outside again."

"Grandma, I haven't had time to pick up this year's firewood, and I don't have thick clothes. What should I do?"

"If this continues, we will really...really freeze to death here."

Among the crowd, an older child spoke.

Everyone holds themselves tightly.

Curled up.

I want to turn myself into a circle.

It seems that it can be warmer this way.

The youngest children huddled together to keep warm.

"Brother Yang... I think we are all going to... starve to death before we freeze to death."

"Hehehe..."

In the crowd, a thin child shivered with a smile.

hunger.

cold.

surround them.

Like the god of death, hovering above their heads.
To be continued...