Seeing Wang Zi'an's generous look, Cheng Yaojin was also dumbfounded.
Is this kid stupid? Does he know what he is rejecting?
"Little brother, no joke, if you are willing to dedicate your sleigh-making skills to the imperial court, you will be doing the imperial court a great favor. The imperial court will certainly not hesitate to reward you. At least you will not be able to escape a title..."
Li Shimin advised with a serious face.
"Title - can I be made a marquis?"
If you can be granted a title of Marquis or something, that would be great. You can also create a Xiaoyao Marquis of the Tang Dynasty for fun.
"Um - I guess not..."
Li Shimin couldn't help but hesitate.
Do you think I, the Marquis of the Tang Dynasty, am so worthless?
You can't be knighted for non-military merit. I'll give you a baron because your sled can barely be considered a military merit!
"Forget it - not interested -"
When Wang Zi'an heard that he could not be granted the title of marquis, he immediately lost interest.
"I said you are a bastard, what are you doing? Once you are knighted, your status will immediately change. That is, you will be a serious nobleman with a glorious ancestor..."
Cheng Yaojin suddenly became anxious and wanted to go up and press this bastard's head to make him nod in agreement.
If this bastard gets a knighthood, at least his daughter will not be in a good position when she gets married...
Pooh!
Why don't you get married? This bastard wants to marry my precious daughter, so he needs to check again!
Cheng Yaojin quickly expelled the idea of marrying his daughter from his heart and stared at Wang Zi'an with a dark face and an angry expression.
"Not interested in--"
Wang Zi'an refused without thinking.
After finally traveling through time, I also traveled to the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty that was about to unfold. I want to be a rotten salted fish. Isn’t it delicious?
Cuddled up in red and green trees, surrounded by fragrant flowers, lying drunkenly on the pavilion and admiring the clouds. Thinking about it makes your nose bubble with beauty.
I have to have a lot of money before I become a pawn...
Thinking of this, he suddenly turned his head.
"Do you think this title of Tang Dynasty is valuable?"
"Of course it's valuable, you can't buy it with a thousand dollars!"
Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but look happy, thinking that this kid had changed his mind. Who knew what Wang Zi'an said next would make them even more stunned.
"How much can it be exchanged for? Can I exchange it for one thousand gold pieces? I don't want to be knighted. As long as you give me one thousand gold pieces, I will exchange it for you!"
After Wang Zi'an finished speaking, he looked at Lao Li and Lao Cheng in front of him with hope.
It’s been half a year since I traveled through time, so why haven’t I lived a decadent life of being drunk and dreaming of being surrounded by red flowers and lush greenery? That’s not because I have no money!
A penny cannot kill a heroic man!
It’s pretty good to be able to live a well-off life without worries about food and clothing.
If you use this sled to exchange for capital, it will be a good thing!
One thousand gold? Change the title...
Li Shimin felt confused, and Cheng Yaojin felt confused.
Sure enough, this useless title is worthless!
Seeing the expressions of the two people, Wang Zi'an thought that his price was too high, so he quickly opened his mouth to make amends.
"No? What do you mean? After all, I don't care if you have two meals? To be honest, is it okay - cough? If the price is not good, we can still negotiate - how about nine hundred gold?"
Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin:...
If you bring up food again, I'll fight you for my life.
My finger ring can last you a lifetime!
No, I was led into a ditch by this bastard? Can my ring be measured by its price?
Cheng Yaojin is also angry. That jade pendant is worth a lot of money. If he hadn't drank too much one day, would he have been deceived by this brat?
"What do you two mean? Why are you so angry after talking so well - let me just say it? Is the emperor's title worthless? Are you kidding me - not even nine hundred gold is worth - forget it? Forget it
,drink wine……"
"Ahem - isn't this a question of whether it's worth it? Officials and titles are important weapons of the court? Can they be sold casually?"
Li Shimin explained dumbfounded.
"Then tell me earlier——"
Wang Zi'an suddenly realized.
Li Shimin:......
You didn’t even ask!
"Then do you think this is okay? This sleigh? I'll sell it to you for eight hundred gold? You can give it to the court. You will get the title of merit, and I will get eight hundred gold? Isn't it the best of both worlds?"
An idea flashed in Wang Zi'an's mind, and he immediately had an idea.
I applaud myself for my wit!
Li Shimin patted his shoulder speechlessly and nodded dullly.
He never dreamed that someone would not take the official position he was awarded seriously at all.
Cheng Yaojin hates the fact that iron cannot become steel.
He glanced furtively at the hydrangea that was still on Wang Zi'an's desk, and sighed helplessly. This child is considered useless, and it's time to consider the feasibility of secretly taking the hydrangea back.
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"Then it's settled. I'll draw the drawings for you later. You'd better find a few more reliable carpenters - by the way, you pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. It's a small business and no credit is required!"
Li Shimin almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, I, the mighty Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, can still give you this little money!
"Lao Cheng, when you get back, you'll be on your back first!"
Li Shimin glanced angrily at Cheng Yaojin, who was looking at the plate fiercely.
Cheng Yaojin was immediately confused, why?
My family’s money doesn’t come from strong winds.
Seeing that Lao Cheng was about to fall out, Li Shimin quickly coughed a few times.
"I will return it to you..."
Cheng Yaojin rolled his eyes and looked away. He did this again. How could this dog emperor ever live up to this...
After all this trouble, Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin lost interest in drinking. Seeing that it was getting late, they stood up and left directly.
At this time, the crystal snowflakes have begun to fall, and the quiet streets have become somewhat white.
The little north wind was wrapped in snowflakes and swirled into his neck. The ice was so cold that Wang Zi'an couldn't help but shiver and shrink his neck subconsciously.
It's getting colder and colder these days.
If there is a piece of cotton...
Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped, turned around and opened the door again.
"Have you, two long-distance runners, ever heard of a crop called cotton?"
It wasn't that he looked for it belatedly when things were about to happen, but he started asking around this autumn, but failed to find out. It made him wonder whether there was such a thing as cotton in the Tang Dynasty.
thing.
"cotton?"
When Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin heard this, they were stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, and then shook their heads in confusion.
Without cotton, it is possible that I would have to wrap myself in a sheepskin coat...
When he thought of this, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but shudder, and he got goosebumps at that furry thing.
"How could it not be possible? If you think about it again, the fruit of that thing is like a peach. When ripe, the fruit splits, revealing the white fiber inside - well, it is what you call silk..."
Wang Zi Anbi was gesticulating and described the appearance of cotton to them with some persistence. Li Shimin was a little confused at first, but then his face became a little strange and he asked uncertainly.
"Are you talking about Bai Diazi? If it is that thing, I have a few growing at home..."