After chatting with Lao Li for a while, Li Zhiyun realized that he was sweating profusely. He was so naive in July.
As an emperor, Lao Li was someone who knew how to enjoy things. He asked people to bring ice from deep wells. There were gold bottles in the ice, and fine wine in the bottles.
The father and son drank several drinks in succession. Li Zhiyun looked at the ice cubes and suddenly thought of something. But at this moment, Lao Li interrupted his thoughts and asked: "Zhiyun, do you have enough money and food for this expedition?"
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"There is enough food, but some of the soldiers are not fully equipped with armor."
"Well, it's no wonder. There have been many battles in the pass, and the former Sui Dynasty has drained the vitality. At present, the Tang Dynasty's treasury is not full enough. I feel wronged to you."
"No aggrievement, the elite soldiers, horses, and armors are all fully equipped. Father, there is no need to worry."
Li Yuan nodded and said: "The land of Bashu is related to the grain and fodder production of the Tang Dynasty. You must act seriously when you go."
"My son understands."
Old Li Aba Aba talks nonsense like a bitch. Li Zhiyun has to pretend to be "teachable" even though he knows he has no nutrition. He is really tired of pretending.
After that, Li Zhiyun followed Lao Li to the harem to have dinner with his mother, Concubine Wan Gui. During the dinner, Concubine Wan Gui mentioned the marriage many times and asked him to go early and come back early.
Li Zhiyun naturally agreed to this.
After leaving the palace, the first thing Li Zhiyun did when he returned to Prince Chu's Mansion was to call Yuwen the scholar back from the Wei River.
At present, cement has made some progress, but the proportion of concrete is still being explored. After Yuwen Yuwen came into contact with this, it was like opening a new door to the world, and he slept with cement in his arms every day.
"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" Yu Wen, a scholar, hurried back. There were still traces of cement on his face, and he looked quite embarrassed.
"Drink tea first and then talk after you finish."
After Yu Wen Rutong drank tea, Li Zhiyun just said: "You can continue to follow up on the cement side, but I have another thing for you to do now."
"Please give me your orders, Your Majesty."
"First, find some craftsmen who are good at making molds. Second, I will ask someone to give you a sum of money, and you go and stock up some gray sugar, fruit pulp, and goat's milk for me."
"Gray sugar?" Yuwen, a scholar, was stunned and asked in confusion: "Your Majesty, what is the use of that thing?"
The gray sugar in the early Tang Dynasty was not processed and was simply taken out of sugar cane. Although it was a bit sweet when eaten, it was very astringent. Generally speaking, people ate very little.
Because it is not popular, it is cheap and cheap. Basically, you can buy a pound of gray sugar for more than ten cents, but no one buys it yet.
"You don't have to worry about this. I'll have someone open a warehouse next to the Weihe Workshop specifically to store these supplies."
"I humble my position and obey my orders." Although he didn't understand the boss's thoughts, Yuwen Rutong still agreed.
Anyway, he is now a worker in the Prince of Chu's palace, that's what he does, there is no difference.
"As for the mold style, I will hand over the drawings to you tomorrow. Remember, they must be kept confidential."
"As commanded."
Li Zhiyun picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Li Zhiyun clicked his tongue, looking a little melancholy.
The first batch of new tea from the Weihe Workshop has been put on the market, but it seems to be unpopular. Everyone has not noticed the deliciousness of this kind of tea. The current profit is average, and only some porters and cartwheelers are buying it.
Therefore, the benefits are not much.
This time, if it weren't for the lack of money and the hot weather, Li Zhiyun wouldn't have thought of finding another source of income for a while.
However, you need to find a big mine for saltpeter.
After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have misunderstood the point. Isn't it a waste to hoard gray sugar and simply use it to make Haagen-Dazs?
Or, recall it yourself, get out the sugar first?
Well, this can be done with white sugar or rock sugar. There is no big problem in making it under the current conditions. The main thing is that some of the procedures need to be carefully studied, such as the crystallization process.
The MSG thing requires corn, and there is currently nothing you can do about it. However, white sugar is feasible. Everyone loves to eat this thing no matter it is summer or winter.
Thinking of this, Li Zhiyun's heart felt hot, my dear mother, this is going to happen!
The small golden mountains seemed to be waving to him.
Love it, love it.
"Your Majesty, your chin." Yu Wen, a scholar, reminded silently at the side.
Li Zhiyun wiped away his saliva and coughed twice, "That's it for now. Go quickly and finish this matter for me."
"As commanded."
Madhu, if he wasn't about to go to Bashu to wipe out the local gang, he really wanted to start doing it now. The emperor is also short of money these days, who doesn't love money.
Wait, Bashu?
Li Zhiyun suddenly remembered something, and a smile appeared on his lips. He really wanted to look up to the sky and shout, 'God will help me'!
The palace gave 500 taels of gold to support the foreign government. Mrs. Yin felt distressed for a long time. During dinner in the evening, she complained in Li Zhiyun's ears. When the two of them rubbed their temples together, they also said that it made His Royal Highness the King of Chu very unhappy.
"I am going to Bashu in a few days. Don't you want to have a nice talk with me? Why are you talking about this?"
"Alang, do you want to love me?" Miss Yin immediately blinked her big eyes, full of charm.
In terms of beauty, Miss Yin is not inferior to others, her figure is also good, especially her eyes, which are particularly attractive.
"What do you think?" Li Zhiyun pinched her soft lips and laughed playfully.
Although Mrs. Yin had been taken into the residence by Li Zhiyun a long time ago, due to busy foreign affairs, Li Zhiyun never had in-depth communication with her to try her hand at it.
This time he was going to Bashu, and it was rare for him to have free time.
What needs to be done must be done.
Thinking that this woman was Concubine Yin De, Li Zhiyun felt an inexplicable excitement.
"Alang, love me."
"Love you!"
That night, there was one less handsome boy and one more man in the world.
That night, the world lost a pregnant girl and gained a young woman.
After a night of tossing, Miss Yin, who was new to human affairs, was so shy that she did not dare to look at anyone while holding a piece of fallen red and white cloth.
Of course, the numbness of her body, the weakness of her back, and the unspeakable pain also prevented her from getting up.
"You have a good rest, I will ask someone to serve you."
Li Zhiyun looked at the young lady and smiled, put on his robe, and called the maid to come in and serve the young lady Yin.
"In a few days, I will go to the palace and ask my mother-in-law to give you a child. When the time comes, I will leave Chang'an. You can handle the internal affairs of the palace easily."
Ruren is an official status of the prince's concubine. With this, she is the concubine of the King of Chu. Without this, what happened last night was just a one-night stand.
Li Zhiyun also understands that if he leaves Chang'an, there must be someone in the palace who can handle things. Miss Yin is the only candidate at the moment, so who makes him without a princess.
Of course, this does not mean that Miss Yin can do whatever she wants in the palace, because there are other housekeepers in the palace.
Miss Yin couldn't help but be happy. With this promise, she could barely get rid of her status as a slave.
"Thank you for your sympathy, Alang."
"Have a good rest. You are weak and need to practice more." Li Zhiyun said with a bad smile.
Miss Yin's cheeks were flushed, as if she remembered some unsightly scene.
Last night, she tried her best to cooperate with King Chu's various postures. Needless to say, it was tiring, but it was not interesting at all.
Just thinking about it makes me a little embarrassed.
The posture is too metaphysical, I'm embarrassed to say it.