Tang Dynasty good brother-in-law

Chapter 294 Willow's Cash Cow Tree
And that mirror.

Zuo Shanggong knew even more that Concubine Yin De had cried several times in front of the saint, even if she wanted one half the size of Princess Changping, she just didn't.

The saint would not go to Princess Changping to ask for it for her.

"Would you like to add some more to the list?" Baoqin pointed to those dishes, and then put a dumpling in his mouth: "This is my husband's favorite flavor, or one of the favorite flavors .”

Zuo Shanggong also picked up the chopsticks and tasted each one.

They are indeed fresh vegetables, not dried and soaked. She doesn't know why they still have them in late autumn.

"What should I do?" Zuo Shanggong softened.

Baoqin put down his chopsticks: "Remember, don't mess with me, you can't afford to mess with my husband."

Facing Baoqin's strong statement, Zuo Shanggong nodded helplessly.

Baoqin asked again: "What do you say about the palace ladies' money?"

"The palace can't afford it. In the former Sui Dynasty, no maids left the palace, only those who entered. Some escaped and some died. The rule of leaving the palace was set by the previous dynasty, and it is also used in this dynasty. The last time three thousand palace ladies came out The palace has emptied the inventory in the palace, and the palace doesn’t even have a whole bolt of green silk right now.” Zuo Shanggong reluctantly handed in the truth.

"Collect a list of tributes from the palace over the years. My husband wants to see it. In detail, it comes from that state capital, that company, and that workshop." Baoqin made a request.

Zuo Shanggong nodded: "This will take some time."

"Choose [-] first-class cooks and send them here, and send them back in ten days. Tomorrow afternoon, wait at Anfu Gate. Someone will check your account as much as the maid's money for going out of the palace. I want to keep it. The seat you have now is just for your duty. My girl is finished eating, you take it slowly." Baoqin bowed and left after saying that.

Zuo Shanggong was sitting there, she hadn't eaten since yesterday afternoon, and she was very hungry now, but she couldn't swallow it sitting here.

At this time Tai Chi Palace.

Li Yuan started a small stove in Wanchun Palace, and only called Concubine Wan Gui.

On the table was a plate of cold sweet and sour lotus leaf slices, a plate of shrimp and green beans, a plate of fried cabbage, and a plate of fried shredded pork with shredded celery.Then there are the dumplings, the chive beef.

During the meal, Li Yuan ordered someone to close the door and not allow anyone to disturb him.

Li Yuan personally gave Concubine Wan Gui a piece of cabbage with chopsticks, and Li Yuan sighed slightly: "As the Son of Heaven, I have to close the door to eat secretly, what a pain."

Concubine Wan Gui thanked Li Yuan for the food she brought, and said softly, "Harem, today's main dish is bean sprouts, tofu, some pickled vegetables, and a little stewed pork."

"Let them know that my house will be flooded with crying tears one after another." Li Yuan said with a wry smile and shook his head: "It's not that I don't care about them, but you understand that there are rules and rules in everything. Let’s make a decision first, so there will be no trouble. My cook told me that today’s meal is not food, but money.”

"The concubine understands that it costs a lot to have such fresh green vegetables in winter. It is recorded in the Han Dynasty that the greenhouse in the Han Palace is only used for winter vegetables in the palace, and it costs more than tens of millions per winter. If it is really tens of millions Money, but too much."

Li Yuan nodded: "So I think that there can be some Fengjie, but if it happens every day, it's embarrassing Xiaomu."

"The concubine thinks that palace people have their own ranks, and there are already rules for spending the palace every day. Why don't we just follow this rule and ask Concubine Liu to quote a price for all kinds of dishes, and the palace uses the price of vegetables to let each palace calculate by itself. When the festival comes, the sage will reward some."

"It's feasible, let's try it this year." Li Yuan agreed with this statement.

In Wenyue Pavilion, Liu Mu ate a bowl of lo mein, while eating Baoqin, he came and asked for a bowl for himself.

"You didn't eat?"

"Looking at that face, I can't eat it. I guess she can't eat it either. I asked someone to prepare a food box and she took it back to the palace by herself." Baoqin picked up the bowl as she spoke.

Liu Mu finished eating in two or three bites, and urged her to hold the piano: "Hurry up and eat, go back after eating. Go back to the Zhuangzi in Sanyuan."

"En." Baoqin is a martial arts practitioner, and he eats more simply than ordinary men.

After dinner, the group left Chang'an.

Then Baoqin asked Liu Mu: "Why did Lang Jun go back to Sanyuan today?"

"Go see my cash cow."

"There are cash cows there, they are all things in books to deceive children." Baoqin didn't believe it.

Liu Mu said: "If a plate of scrambled eggs with leeks is really sold in Wenyue Pavilion, how much will it cost?"

"Anyway, it costs a hundred coins." Baoqin quoted a price as black as coal.

However, in Wenyue Pavilion, it can still be sold at this price in winter, and there will be many people who buy it.

"Go and see the leek field." Before Liu Mu finished speaking, Liu Mu's horse holding the zither gave a whip, and saw Liu Mu's horse galloping out. This is a sweaty baby, although the sprint is not the strongest, But it's easy to exceed [-] kilometers per hour, and it's not unexpected to approach [-] kilometers per hour.

Liu Mu dared to ride a motorcycle up to [-], but he couldn't ride a horse, and he held on to the saddle nervously.

"Lang Jun, take it easy." Baoqin rode very easily, and her horse ran faster.

The guards can't be said to be masters, but horse riding is a part of their life, so it is naturally very easy.

As expected of a sweaty horse, he ran at a medium speed for nearly an hour before sweating slightly, but Liu Mu's body was drenched with sweat.

When I got off the horse, I felt my legs go weak.

"This time I have practiced my riding skills enough." Liu Mu smiled wryly.

"As a son-in-law of the Tang Dynasty, I don't know how to ride a horse. I don't know if the people on the grassland will laugh at you." Baoqin said this, but he ordered people to prepare dry clothes quickly and let Liu Mu change clothes.

Zhuohe Valley faces the south slope of the sun.

Liu Mu came here with Baoqin, and it was almost afternoon to evening, and it was dark early in winter.

Baoqin looked at it at a glance, except for dry grass, it was only withered grass, and it was only when he got closer that he saw that there were many low earth houses that could not be lived in, and the roofs were made of straw curtains.

At this time, several people with pitchforks came out from the shadows, and when they saw Liu Mu, they quickly put down their pitchforks and came up to him: "Lang Jun is well."

"Where's Du Zichun?"

"In the cave." The visitor replied.

It's a cave, a cave dug along the slope. Du Zichun was showing his new clothes to many people when Liu Mu entered the house.

"Beautiful, Deng Shilang and Nongpu Jiancheng, who are under the ninth rank, are now officials."

Du Zichun's smiling eyes narrowed into a line: "It's all thanks to Mr. Tu Lang, who asked me to bring food into the palace. The saint was so happy that he ordered someone to give me this clothes and this seal."

"Very good. But don't miss the business." Liu Mu ordered.

Du Zichun immediately put away the smile on his face, and straightened his back: "Don't worry, Mr. Lang, everything is ready. On the [-]th day, the first batch of courgettes (cucumbers) will be harvested, but the gourds will have to wait a little longer. The good news is that it will be cold on New Year's Day. Maybe the melons can be harvested, but if they can’t, it won’t be too late for the Lantern Festival.”

(End of this chapter)