I am a thief in the Tang Dynasty

"Hahahaha, ok, ok!"

Fang Yiyi looked at Li Shimin, who was very pleased, and grinned.

He waited until Li Shimin finished his drink before asking:

"Your Majesty, how are you feeling now?"

This question made Li Shimin react.

The tea that Fang Yiyi contributed was not delicious.

Instead, it has the effect of refreshing the mind.

After he felt it carefully, his eyes lit up and he said:

"Okay, I really feel a lot more energetic."

"I have been reviewing memorials for a long time, and my confused mind has become clearer now."

“This is really good stuff!”

"Compared to the greasy and spicy mutton fat ginger tea, it makes people feel more comfortable!"

When Fang Yiyi heard this, he immediately laughed.

Then, he said happily:

"Your Majesty, how much do you think this tea is worth if we sell it?"

When Li Shimin heard this, he immediately understood its value.

I thought of Fang Yiyi’s business methods.

He asked Fang Yiyi for his opinion and said:

"I think this thing is worth a fortune?"

Chapter 705: Your Majesty, I will give you % of the tea business

Fang Yiyi's eyes lit up, and he quickly saluted Li Shimin and said:

"Your Majesty, I will obey your command."

"Each ounce of tea should not be less than a thousand gold coins!"

Every two thousand gold?

The corner of Li Shimin's mouth twitched.

I just feel that Fang Yiyi’s pricing is unfair.

It's so dark that there is no edge to it.

As an emperor, he fought many battles and had a wide range of knowledge.

This tea has many wonders, but in the end, it’s just leaves.

This thing is sold for a thousand gold coins for one tael, or one string.

One pound is ten strings of cash!

And this brewing requires a lot of tea leaves.

A pound of tea leaves will be gone after being brewed a few times.

Isn't this just like robbing money?

Besides, Fang Yiyi said it.

One ounce of tea per string is just the lowest price.

It will only be higher than this.

Black, really black!

But the next moment.

Li Shimin's eyes lit up.

The higher the price set by Fang Yiyi.

The better it is for Li Shimin!

Li Shimin must have a share in this tea business.

The more money he earns, the more Li Shimin will get.

And, the price is so high.

Ordinary people won't buy it.

Those who can afford it are the wealthy and powerful families and dignitaries.

Li Shimin had no hesitation in making money from this group of people.

He wished he could just snatch the money from these people!

Li Shimin stroked his beard and asked:

"Xingzhi, this time, how are you going to share your tea business with me?"

Fang Yiyi was not at all surprised.

I have dealt with Li Shimin a lot.

Who does Li Shimin really trust to discuss something so bluntly?

He said directly: "Your Majesty, I will give you 30% of the tea business directly."

Having said this, he was afraid that Li Shimin would think it was not enough.

Quickly added:

"Your Majesty, you take the largest share, thirty percent."

"The minister will also share it with others, and we will take out most of our 70% profit and prepare to do something."

When Li Shimin heard that Fang Yiyi was doing the job for money, he became interested.

"Xingzhi, tell me what's going on."

Fang Yiyi grinned and said:

"Your Majesty, please allow me to keep you in suspense for a while."

"After all the details are discussed, I will let His Majesty know before doing anything."

Hahahaha!

Li Shimin also did not think that Fang Yiyi was guilty of deceiving the emperor and not reporting it.

Just fun and exciting.

He was very pleased and said:

"Okay, then I'll wait for your news."

Fang Yiyi respectfully crossed his arms and bowed, saying:

"I obey your order!"

Then, Fang Yiyi talked about some precautions that tea should not be drunk too much or brewed for too long.

He took his leave and left the Tai Chi Hall.

Li Shimin looked at Fang Yiyi's back as he left.

The smile on the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

He stroked his shiny beard and said with great joy:

"Good boy, you come up with something good right away."

"I am even more curious about another thing I told you!"

......

After leaving the imperial city, Fang Yiyi went straight to Fanghua Pavilion.

The tea business requires more than just the support of scholars and literati.

There are many noble ladies in Chang'an City, and they are also the main consumers.

Most of them came from prominent families and had generous dowries.

Their husbands may be honest officials.

But these women are very lavish when it comes to spending.

And the one who deals most with these ladies.

None other than Zuo Huirong, the richest woman in Chang'an City!

"Meet Fang Sanlang!"

As soon as Fang Yiyi entered, a pretty maid quickly stepped forward and bowed with her arms crossed.

Fang Yiyi walked towards the second floor with a familiar look and said:

"Tell your boss to come see me!"

Chapter 706 Sanlang, you haven't been here for a long time.

The maid said quickly:

"Sanlang, you have to wait for a moment."

"My boss went to Princess Changle's residence, and it will take time for him to get back."

Fang Yiyi didn't ask any more questions, as his mind was full of the tea business.

He waved his hand, signaling the maid to go and come back quickly.

Less than half an hour.

Zuo Huirong rushed back exhausted.

She went up to the second floor and looked at Fang Yiyi, who was concentrating on writing something.

I just felt hot all over and my legs felt a little weak.

She felt somewhat ashamed of her reaction.

However, he still stepped forward boldly and said:

"Sanlang, I finally see you."

Zuo Huirong's nail-dyed fingers gently rested on Fang Yiyi's chest.

"Do you want to be a slave?"

"Of course I did." Fang Yiyi, who had interrupted his train of thought, was not angry.

He held her rebellious hand, and said with a deeper smile:

"I just want to see, does Madam Zuo miss me more, or somewhere else?"

Zuo Huirong threw a coquettish look, her love overwhelming and her cold demeanor disappearing.

She leaned forward like the girls in the brothel.

She fell directly into Fang Yiyi's arms, and said coquettishly, "Sanlang is so bad."

"But you just like me to be this bad, don't you?" Fang Yiyi said, his hands already moving in a disorderly manner.

The stairs on the second floor of Fanghua Pavilion.

Zuo Huirong's personal maid heard the noise.

Her pretty face instantly blushed.

She lowered her head and went down quickly.

Guarding at the staircase to prevent people from going upstairs.