Tai Chi Hall.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." As the eunuch of the current Emperor Wu, Chang Lin has always been steady, but today, he felt a little panicked.
Emperor Wu put down his ink pen and looked at Chang Lin.
"It's done!"
"Is it done?" Confusion flashed in Emperor Wu's eyes.
"White sugar...white sugar is ready..." Chang Lin said excitedly: "Our country of Wu also has white sugar!"
"What?" Emperor Wu was shocked, stood up, and said, "White sugar?"
Chang Lin offered the sugar he bought with both hands.
After opening it, Emperor Wu only glanced at it, and his expression changed drastically: "This... this is..."
"Yes, it was refined by His Highness Prince You." Chang Lin said happily.
Emperor Wu's body trembled, and Li Zhao's appearance reappeared in his mind, and he was stunned for a moment.
The Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue had calculated an account with him before. The net income from sugar alone in Youguo was at least hundreds of thousands of taels, or even millions, every year.
If this money is given to Wu Guo, Wu Guo can do too many things.
Looking at the white sugar that was even more dazzling than You Guo’s white sugar, Emperor Wu couldn’t help laughing and said, “Okay, okay, okay!”
"My son is a great talent, my son is a great talent!"
If this white sugar is popularized, the situation in Wu Kingdom will be rewritten.
"How much does this sugar cost?"
"Seven hundred and fifty coins?"
Snap!
The tea cup in Emperor Wu's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces. He thought he heard wrongly and asked again: "How much?"
"Seven hundred and fifty coins...a pound!"
Emperor Wu was dumbfounded. Just a little candy was worth half the income of an average family for half a year?
As for Lao Jiu's bet... Emperor Wu's heart suddenly pounded, and he couldn't help but ask: "How is this sugar... selling now?"
As an eunuch serving Emperor Wu, Chang Lin couldn't tell what Emperor Wu was thinking, and said: "I heard that in just three days... twelve thousand kilograms have been sold, and half of the orders have been placed. A few months later, it will cost 70,000 to 80,000 kilograms at least..."
Emperor Wu was speechless, and his breathing was a little uneasy. This little bastard... made thousands of taels of silver without saying a word?
If this business was controlled by the national treasury, it would only take a few years to accumulate an astonishing wealth. At that time... Wu Guo couldn't do what he wanted to do?
But after all, Emperor Wu still wanted to save face and couldn't do anything to steal his son's business.
"Your Majesty..." Chang Lin looked at the somewhat discouraged Emperor Wu and reminded: "If we keep this pace, His Highness Youwang may earn 50,000 taels in less than a month. By then..."
Emperor Wu frowned. In the past, he had never looked at his son because of prejudice. But now that he had paid attention to him, he discovered that not only was his cooking skills excellent, but he also seemed to be quite talented in making money.
Thinking of the neglect and mistreatment he had given him over the years, he felt even more ashamed of the dead queen.
If I hadn't treated him like this, he might not have wanted to escape Kyoto, right?
Do you really want to let this little bastard leave Kyoto?
Chang Lin observed Emperor Wu. He could accurately control Emperor Wu's emotional changes, so he suggested: "Your Majesty, I have something to say, whether it is worth saying or not..."
Emperor Wu glared at Chang Lin and scolded with a smile: "If you fart, just let it go."
Hearing this, Chang Lin chuckled and said, "His Royal Highness You Wang has always disliked restraint. He has been trapped in Beijing for a long time. He has been exposed to the best things since he was a child. Over time, he will definitely feel tired and boring."
"I think it's better to block than to open up. Since His Highness Prince You thinks that the rest of Wu Kingdom is as wealthy as Kyoto, it's better to go with the flow..."
"You mean, let him experience the sufferings of the world?" Emperor Wu pondered: "Let him know that the outside world is not as good as Kyoto. After suffering some hardships, he will definitely know how good Kyoto is? If he can't stand it then You will definitely come back obediently and never want to go to the fiefdom again?"
"That's right!" Chang Lin nodded.
Emperor Wu tapped his fingers on the table, feeling that this method was indeed feasible.
He felt that what Chang Lin said made sense. Li Zhao had been pampered since he was a child and had stayed in the land of fireworks and willows all year round, so his body must be weak.
This kind of person has never suffered hardship since he was a child. How can he really endure the suffering of the barren land?
Although the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty said that Wu State was strong and prosperous, Emperor Wu knew very well that after so many years of fighting, Wu State really could not withstand the torment.
At least, the Wu Kingdom he knew was not strong or prosperous.
Only a few states and counties under his rule were wealthy, and the rest were not considered wealthy.
Emperor Wu had some thoughts and had some plans.
Since Lao Jiu insists on going to the fiefdom, it is not impossible.
Jiaozhou, which happens to be far away from Kyoto, is a traffic fortress. The situation there is extremely complicated, with many clans and numerous clans. Putting him down will not only test the reaction of these places, but also let Li Zhao understand the dangers of the world. Let him know that he is nothing without Kyoto.
Thinking of this, Emperor Wu suddenly felt happy: "King Xuanyou enters the palace!"
Prince You's Mansion.
"Xiao Qing, Xiao Hong!"
"Your Majesty..." Two delicate voices sounded.
Li Zhao sat up suddenly and looked at the two shy little girls at the door with excited eyes.
Younger sister Xiaoqing walked out first. Her hair was tied into two ponytails and she was wearing a black and white maid outfit designed by Li Zhao.
Xiaoqing's figure is that of a lolita, a bit slimmer, but she has everything she should have. Her face is flushed, her head is lowered, and she is a little embarrassed to look at Li Zhao.
Sister Xiaohong had no choice but to walk out with a blushing face, her hair tied in a single ponytail, her slender thighs exposed to the air, and her face full of shyness.
"Pfft -" Wu Diao Si spurted out a mouthful of water and turned his head quickly, but when he thought that he was a eunuch, he turned back silently.
The prince still knows how to play!
"Yo Xi..." Li Zhao's eyes lit up, this is the life a man should have.
If Xiaoqing looks like Teacher Mikami, then Xiaohong is Teacher Tomorrow. With a smile on his face that every man can understand, Li Zhao sat down with a golden sword, and the two women came over with wooden basins.
"From now on, you will be called Technician No. 3, and you will be called Technician No. 8, do you hear me?"
Xiao Hong and Xiao Qing remained silent, their pink little faces redder than monkey butts.
They never expected that the prince would become more and more playful.
The maid costume designed by Li Zhao is quite avant-garde, saving all the fabrics possible. As long as the two sisters are slightly attached, they can't block a large amount of spring light.
Li Zhao lay down comfortably, wouldn't it be nice to be reborn as a prince and enjoy a corrupt life?
A royal sister and a lolita play the role of the little princess technician of the post-era. Wouldn't it be delicious to treat yourself to a massage spa with no upper limit on the duration?
Li Zhao has high hopes for the two sisters, hoping that their skills will reach the high level of massage technicians in the future era, otherwise he will be sorry for the clothes he designed.
"Ah, it feels good, it hurts...be gentle..." Li Zhao felt the pain coming from the soles of his feet and exclaimed.
