Tai Chi Hall.
The candlelight flickered, illuminating the entire hall like daylight. Shengping Emperor Sheng Hong strolled slowly in the hall with his hands behind his back.
He is eating.
After listening to Qian San's report, he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Did he really say that?"
"Yes, many people in the bookstore heard it." Qian San, the general manager, also laughed.
"It is indeed reckless." Sheng Hong shook his head: "But it is also useful. Before the test, no one will dare to challenge him."
When he mentioned the word "touch porcelain", he couldn't help but curl his lower lip again.
This mouth is indeed poisonous.
But the poison is good.
He thought the imperial examination would come soon.
Chapter 105 Shenghong Milk
Sheng Hong is forty-five years old this year. As an emperor, he can be considered young and strong at this age.
He has a fair complexion, a somewhat thin figure, and a few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes when he smiles.
Although the aura around him is noble, it is not intimidating, because he does not have the instability, unpredictable thoughts, and pretentious majesty of other emperors.
Before he ascended the throne, he loved to criticize the current ills and give advice on the country.
After ascending to the throne, this prosperous country was really his. He was like a fish in water and liked to express his opinions on various events.
He loves to criticize, write articles, and express his own opinions. He is not like an emperor who controls life and death in the world, but like a scholar who loves to talk long and short, praise the good and criticize the evil.
At this time, he walked half a circle in the hall, and when he came to the entrance of the hall, he stopped.
The door of the palace was wide open, and the biting cold wind entered the palace smoothly without any hindrance, and he rushed towards Sheng Hong Duotou with bared teeth and claws.
But Sheng Hong seemed unaware.
Under the night, small snowflakes are still floating.
"Your Majesty, be careful of the dragon body."
Seeing Sheng Hong standing at the door without saying a word, Qian San couldn't help but speak out.
Although Sheng Hong was wearing a tiger skin cloak, Sheng Hong had been ill a year ago and was in good health. How could Qian San not be worried at this time.
Hearing this, Sheng Hong suddenly laughed again: "He's quite quick-witted. Now no one dares to invite him to the party, otherwise it would be a scam."
Qian San: "..."
Still thinking about Li Qiao.
"Where are young people like this hiding in Dasheng now? Why don't they come to me?" Sheng Hong said again.
"Li Juzi is here. He can stand up to ten thousand people." Qian San said with a smile.
"Li Qiao." Sheng Hong stopped smiling and sighed softly: "When one person's manpower will eventually be exhausted, how can we rely on one person to help the world and the country?"
After that, he walked towards the side hall of Taiji Hall, the Qixian Hall.
When Qian San saw this, he stopped smiling and hurriedly followed.
The Qiuxian Hall was where Sheng Hong usually summoned ministers and reviewed memorials. When he came to the Qiuxian Hall, he put aside the unread folds and then spread them with the usual peach blossom paper.
Staring at the peach blossom-like natural mark on the peach blossom paper, after a moment, he picked up the ivory wolf brush and started writing.
After a quarter of an hour, he put away the pen.
He looked at Qian San next to him: "Summoning Yan Qing into the palace, the policy topic for this examination comes from this article."
Qian San responded softly.
Quickly summon the great scholar Yan Anbang and Yan into the palace.
Mr. Yan is the examiner of this examination. The examination is expected to take place next month, but the policy topic of the examination has not yet been decided.
Mr. Yan had already urged me once before, but the Holy Master never came up with a question.
I never expected that when the end came, the Holy Spirit would actually write a new article!
Now things are going to be hectic in the capital.
On the seventh day of the lunar month, Han Ning came.
He came to give Li Qiao some autumn pear paste to divide into wagyu milk.
Qiuli ointment is very effective, word of mouth quickly spreads, and sales are very good.
The price of Qiuli Paste is just like the stews in Han’s Braised Restaurant, so it’s not really affordable.
After all, it is made from sour pears in winter. Ten kilograms of sour pears can make about one kilogram of Qiuli paste, and even the ordinary version contains rock sugar, honey and other good things. Therefore, the ordinary version of Qiuli paste costs two taels. One pound of silver is worth three taels of silver per pound if herbs are added.
At that time, the Han family had a total of more than 20,000 kilograms of sour pears, half of which were made into the ordinary version of Qiuli paste, and the other half were made into the herbal version of Qiuli paste.
Ten kilograms of sour pears can probably make one kilogram of autumn pear paste, so twenty thousand kilograms of sour pears can make two thousand kilograms of autumn pear paste.
However, as the Chinese New Year was approaching, the Han family had to do some shopping, plus what they kept, so the Han family sold a total of 1,300 kilograms of autumn pear paste.
Among them, the ordinary version is 700 catties, and the herbal version is 600 catties. According to the agreement with Li Qiao for 37 points, Li Qiao can get a total of 960 taels of silver.
Less than one thousand taels, this number is not much, but this year is just the beginning. When the pears mature next autumn and the production increases, Li Qiao's share will be greater.
The Han family is very happy. In previous years, those sour pears could only be sold for about 200 taels, but this year they made autumn pear paste and their family made more than 2,000 taels!
Moreover, in addition to the real money, there are also some invisible benefits. The reason why his braised restaurant can operate safely until now is not only because he found a backer, but also because his family gave gifts to other big businessmen selling vermicelli. .
Qiuli Gao has received unanimous praise from these people. If these people are satisfied with Qiuli Gao, then his braised restaurant can continue to operate safely.
Therefore, the Han family could not be more grateful to Li Qiao.
As for milk, when Li Qiao first arrived in Shengjing, Han Ning gave Li Qiao a cheese snack bought from outside. Both Li Qiao and Tao Zhu liked that snack. As a snack genius, Li Qiao wanted to make similar snacks by himself. For a snack, ask him about milk.
Milk is a good thing, but cattle produce less milk, and milk easily deteriorates and is difficult to store, so there is not much milk circulating in the market.
Those who can afford to drink milk are high-ranking people.
The dignitaries have no shortage of cattle or farmers. They all raise cattle in their own farms and produce and drink milk by themselves. If ordinary people want to buy milk, the channels are few and unstable.
The Han family's love for milk is average, and the Han family has no stable channels to purchase milk. But now Li Qiao has spoken, and making snacks will definitely use a lot of milk, so Han Ning simply bought a small village and also bought milk. He picked up the cows that were about to give birth and imitated the rich and noble people to produce and drink their own food.
After so much work, his family can finally provide Li Qiao with a steady supply of fresh milk.
However, there is not much fresh milk at present, and Li Qiao can only be provided with a few kilograms or a dozen kilograms of milk every day.
Li Qiao was very touched that Han Ning was so considerate. He was also very satisfied with the Han family's milk. He hadn't drank milk for a long time. Looking at the white milk, he couldn't help itching his hands.
He and Han Ning were already familiar with each other, so he didn't bother and went directly to the kitchen with the milk.
He planned to make some milk tea first.
"Brother Han, this is the chestnut cake that Brother Zhu just made today. Try it." Li Qiao took out Tao Zhu's newly made snacks and put them on the small dining table in the kitchen.
Han Ning sat on the small bench and thanked him with a smile, then picked up a piece of chestnut cake and put it in his mouth.
The outside of this chestnut cake is crispy, and the filling inside is soft and not too sweet. It tastes very good. His eyes lit up and he praised: "Brother Zhu's craftsmanship is really good."
"Brother Zhu will make some snacks from now on, and I'll leave some for you," Li Qiao said.
"No, no, no, I don't particularly like snacks, so I won't bother Brother Zhu." Han Ning quickly shook his head.
"My family will have new snacks soon. Even if you don't like them, your family will like them too." Li Qiao said with a smile.
Anyway, there is a lot of milk, so you can make a lot of snacks.
"Are you going to make new snacks?" Han Ning was a little surprised.
"Yes, Brother Zhu has a lot of free time and plenty of milk, so he's just messing around."
"Okay, then I'll wait to try the new snacks." Han Ning was very happy. He tasted the new products of Li's Dessert Shop before everyone else in Pingcheng!
After finishing one chestnut cake, he couldn't help but take another piece: "Speaking of which, you and Brother Zhu had an argument with Qian Shenqi at Qingyun Bookstore the day before yesterday?"
"Have you heard?" Li Qiao was sitting in front of the stove, holding flint and preparing to light a fire. Hearing this, he looked at him.
Tao Zhu stood in front of the stove and looked at him with wide eyes: "Brother Han, where did you hear that?"
"It's all spread. I heard the diners in the braised restaurant mention this, so I inquired about it in detail. Qian Shen is the younger brother of Dali Temple, and Dali Temple is an official of the sixth rank, so don't be afraid. This doesn't count. Big deal."
"I see." Li Qiao raised an eyebrow.
Qian Chen was obviously drinking at the time, and the fact that he was able to rush to the bookstore in a hurry meant that Qian Chen's home was nearby.
It also shows that someone sent news to Qian Shen.
Characters like Qian Chen, who rushes to the front, are usually cannon fodder. He has some status, but his status is definitely not high. Moreover, he scolds Tao Zhu Chou and wants to step on him to become famous. How could he smile back.
Even if Qian Chen has a high status, he is not afraid. If he offends him, he will be offended. The royal pen plaque is hanging at the door of his house. Who dares to attack him openly just because of a few words of argument?
As for whether there will be evil spirits, hehe, he welcomes evil spirits. Who will die when he sees it?
"Don't worry, just be prepared and try."
Han Ning laughed as he spoke, "Li Qiao touches porcelain" is so good that it can ward off a lot of trouble.
I asked him to tell me that it is true to have a party and prepare seriously for the exam.
Besides, Li Qiao didn't have the habit of gathering around and making friends before exams. Before each exam, Li Qiao would study hard behind closed doors.
Li Qiao had already lit the fire in the stove. Hearing this, he smiled and nodded: "I thought so too."
The word "touching porcelain" will definitely make this year's candidates unhappy with him, and these people will definitely want to compete with him even more.
But he didn't accept the call, and he frankly admitted that he was not good at poetry. Under such circumstances, there was only one way that this year's candidates could beat him:
Examination room.
Everyone else is trying their best to overpower him, so naturally he has to work hard.
So, in the following days, except for registering at the Ministry of Etiquette, he never went out. He ignored what was going on outside the window and only read the books of sages.
When he was concentrating on studying, besides taking care of his daily life, Tao Zhu's greatest pleasure was tossing milk.
