That night, Li Laoer was still drinking goat milk.

Goat's milk is also milk, but it always has a little worse taste than cow's milk.

Not only that, the goat's milk tastes very light, as if there is no sugar added.

After taking a sip, the great Emperor gave up the idea of ​​continuing: "Who is in charge of Shangshi Bureau? Let him come to see me."

Empress Changsun called on the eunuch who was going out to find someone, and looked at Li Shimin with a smile and said, "This has nothing to do with Shangshi Bureau. After all, it is hard to cook without rice."

What's the meaning?

Li Shimin raised his head in confusion.

In order to ensure the supply of dairy products in the palace, there are more than a dozen milk-producing cows and more than a hundred sheep at any time. How can a good woman start with a cook without rice?

Queen Changsun got up and came to Li Shimin, took out milky white candy from a small bag and put it in his hand: "Erlang try this. The little thing your son made was called milk candy to make a living. I tried it and it tasted pretty good."

toffee?

The white little thing is the size of a knuckle, exuding a faint sweet smell.

Li Shimin tried to put it in his mouth.

Well, don't say it, it tastes really good.

Chewing the delicious candy, Li Shimin said helplessly: "Is it the unspoken son of Cheng Qian again?"

Empress Changsun suddenly showed an expression that Li Shimin could not understand anyway, and sighed and said, "Who else can I have besides him? Just for such a small thing, the milk and frosting of Shangshi Bureau were all removed. The manager of Shangshi Bureau just said something to leave some spares, and the stinky brat spit on his face.

But these two little guys finally understood something. After the milk candy was prepared, they knew that each concubine had sent some, and even the father did not leave it."

Listening to Empress Changsun’s story, a milk candy was quickly eaten, and Li Shimin took out two of the bags and put them in his mouth to chew them.

One pill is not satisfying, but it is more delicious to eat two pills together.

Feeling the strong milky fragrance in his mouth, Li Laoer smiled indifferently: "Isn't this good? Cheng Qian can take care of his sister with all his heart and there is more food in the palace. As for milk, just let Zhijie bring a hundred cows that can produce milk when he comes back from Shuozhou."

His Majesty the Great Emperor said that it is just milk.

I am the emperor after all, so it’s not a big deal to get back with a hundred cows, as long as the kid is happy.

only…….

"If I tell Your Majesty that you have eaten thirty cents in just a while, how do Your Majesty feel?"

Li Shimin didn't react for a moment: "What's the thirty-word?"

"A milk candy is worth ten cents. Erlang just ate three, so it is naturally thirty cents."

"This candy...is still money?"

"These in the bags are naturally worthless. According to the girl Lizhi, this is called a tasting."

Empress Changsun pointed to the small pocket in front of her: "And not only the concubines and the emperor in the palace, but even the eldest brother's house, Fang Xiang, Du Xiang's family, as long as officials above the fifth rank in the court will have such a small bag."

Li Shimin suddenly felt that his mind was not enough, and this routine looked very Li Chengqian.

"Lizhi probably can't think of such a way, right?"

Empress Changsun smiled without saying a word.

Li Shimin was furious: "Is it the rebellious son who did it again? This evil man, in order to make money, even his sister has to use it?"

"Erlang was wrong this time." Empress Changsun saw that Li Shimin seemed to have misunderstood something, shook her head and explained: "The milk candy is a business that Chengqian gave to Lizhi, and it is also her future dowry. He just helped out with the idea and would not share the money with Lizhi."

Hey?

So arrogant?

Can I get a piece of the pie?

As we all know, His Majesty the Emperor is very poor, otherwise it would not have been possible for the prince to join forces with the prince to cheat the treasury money.

Thinking of the money he had cheated on the treasury in partnership, Li Shimin wanted to pull Li Chengqian out and beat him up. He has never seen anyone who dared to negotiate terms with the emperor in history.

The key is that the kid took the money but didn't spend it. He piled it in the room all day, which was really annoying.

...

Does Li Chengqian really cost money?

This is obviously impossible. As a time traveler, Li Chengqian knew very well that only the money spent was called money, otherwise it would be a pile of metal.

Xichiyuan, noon.

After finishing the course at Hongwenguan, Li Chengqian arranged for someone to call Wei Zheng over.

"Look at this, Gu planned to publish it. What does Mr. Wei think?"

Wei Zheng took the handwritten copy of "Li Weng vs. Yun" handed over by Li Chengqian, and opened the title page with some expectations, the sky is to the earth, the rain is to the wind, the continent is to the sky...

Sure enough, this is the complete book.

Since I heard the first article of "Li Weng's Rhyme" last time, Lao Wei has been looking forward to the subsequent part. Now that I have received the full content, it is like a glutton, plunging in. It is not until Li Chengqian called him twice that he realized.

"Ah, Your Highness, please forgive me for losing my composure. But... Your Highness really intends to publish this book in the world?"

Wei Zheng, who came back to his senses, sought Li Chengqian's opinions with some uncertainty.

In his opinion, this book is the key to the fact that His Royal Highness can become a poem at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. Isn’t it revealing the true secret of the prince?

Li Chengqian didn't have so many concerns. He didn't even think about that. He waved his hand casually: "Please print it, don't be too expensive, it's about a hundred cents."

With one hundred documents and one book, Li Chengqian felt that his heart was already dark and no different from that of a capitalist.

After all, a penny from the Tang Dynasty can basically be exchanged for soft sister coins of 2.5 yuan in later generations.

I spent 250 yuan to buy a copy of "Li Weng's Rhyme", and you dare to believe it if you say it out?

But Wei Zheng obviously didn't think so.

Hearing the price given by Li Chengqian, Old Wei's expression changed a lot and pondered for a while: "Your Highness's thoughts for scholars all over the world are understandable, but the price of a hundred-literati is indeed too low, and you can't even collect the cost."

How can one hundred texts per book not be repaid?

Li Chengqian was shocked.

"So according to Mr. Wei's meaning, what price should be set?"

Wei Zheng stretched out three fingers: "At least three hundred texts!"

Li Chengqian was so stupid.

Three hundred texts, seven hundred and fifteen yuan, are you planning to inlaid the book with gold edges?

Wei Zheng, Wei Zheng, I didn’t expect that you, a positive person with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would become so crazy.

Facing the unbelievable Li Chengqian, Wei Zheng sighed and said another reason: "Your Highness, the old minister is not determined to do this, but such a low price will not only cause losses to ourselves, but will also make us public enemies of all the printing press shops, which will not be worth the loss.

So, I hope Your Highness thinks twice.”

What's so great about offending people? What's so good to think about?

Li Chengqian held his cheek and tried hard to think about who else in the Tang Dynasty could not afford to offend him.
Chapter completed!