Bring The System To Datang

"Dongzhu Li, Dongzhu Li, someone is going to kill Princess Jincheng." The guy finally rushed to Li Yi, wearing a new suit.

It's impossible for the dealer to tell him to come in in boxer briefs only, so he will give him this suit.

While talking, the guy touched his clothes with his hands and looked down at the new shoes.

"Who?" Li Shouli stood up again.

"Bo Ru and Isinba, I know, the Tubo envoy, said that there are loopholes in Tubo, the news has come out, and I have to write back."

The man turned his head to look where he was coming, filled with righteous indignation.

"I killed them both." Li Shouli was really angry. A letter written by his own daughter, a lifelong sacrifice for Datang.

There are still people who want to deal with her when I turn around.

"Sit down first, pass it, call them both in, and I will meet. The nurse quickly prepares to set off, Yulin Feiqi escorts, and it will be very hard to walk by land."

Li Yi rushed to make arrangements and raced against time.

"Li Yi, they have to deal with..." Li Shouli was anxious.

"With me, see how I cheat them. I will talk to them alone, and you will overhear." Li Yi guaranteed the ticket.

"It's been a long time since Xiao Yi played tricks!"

Yao Chong is the most excited, he is not less scourge by Li Yi, at least he feels so.

In the real situation, Li Yi did not consider him in the development of industry. He insisted on contending, and finally gave Li Yi all the artisans.

What he was thinking about was his own right to speak. Li Yi was anxious to improve the progress of social development and increase his lifespan.

He regarded Li Yi as an opponent in his heart, but Li Yi did not see him.

He was ignored, and there is no greater sorrow in life than this.

...

Bozhen and Isimba outside were surrounded and couldn't walk.

"I didn't buy 20 bowls, we two, what's the use of buying 20 bowls?" Bo Zhen explained vigorously.

"You said you want to take it away, of course for others to eat, right?"

The noodle seller shouted while winking at others.

"Yes, it's not uncommon to pack how much you need. I sell steamed buns, and someone packs a hundred. They are well packed and not afraid of cold."

"How can anyone say not to give money, go in face-to-face, and sell it without losing money."

"Where are they from? It's so unreasonable."

The people around started to say a word from you and me, accusing the two of them.

"Sliced ​​noodles to pack? Can I still eat them when I go back?" Bo Yan was angrily.

"Now I can separate the noodles in the soup, just go back and put the noodles in the soup for a while.

"I'm clearly looking for an excuse, it's easy to sell noodles!"

Some people blamed it, but there is still a way.

Separate noodle soup is the same as serving directly. For bowls made of bamboo, leave a deposit of two cents.

After eating, I will return the deposit and return it.

There is a secret note on the bowl that others are not allowed to take other people's bowls here to return.

If the noodle soup is separated, the noodles are wrapped in lotus leaves. If you buy 20 servings, you need to keep the deposit of the basket.

"I'll buy it for twenty shares. Give it. But I don't want it anymore. You keep it for others." Bo Diao paid for it, twenty dollars.

"You also said adding eggs, green onion, coriander, and meat sauce." The stall owner shook his head and refused.

Bo Zhen nodded and took a photo of a hundred-currency exchange voucher: "Here, is it enough? Let's go."

"Let's go? You gave me the fake voucher, do you want to run?" The stall owner didn't even look at the voucher, and the identification was completed.

"People with great looks even use fake money."

"Looking at it doesn't look like me from the Tang Dynasty."

"Our exchange voucher was actually copied. If it fails, grab them and ask where they were made."

"The exchange voucher has collateral, and they can exchange it for gold, silver, copper and other things at any time. They want to empty the Lijiazhuangzi."

"Reporter, who is going to the Yamen, Wannian County is to the east, looking for Wannian County."

The people who surrounded them continued to say, also not looking at the exchange voucher.

Bo Yan's eyes widened and startled, he took a deep breath, took out his sleeves, and took out a piece of irregularly shaped gold from it.

"Is this head office? I use gold." Bo Ru's hand was trembling.

"Fake, gold is fake."

"Regardless of whether the gold is true or false, or the exchange voucher is false, ask clearly."

"Yes, how did it make it? You want to harm my Datang, don't you?"

"You, you..." Bo Zhen pointed in a circle.

"Don't say it, it's useless, the noodle sellers just want to stop, and people around will look at them. Wait, wait for Lijiazhuangzi to come out."

Isimba prevents Bo Yan from continuing to explain, he is not afraid of being known.

Tubo does have loopholes, otherwise, how could Princess Jincheng send someone alone? Could it not be mentioned?

"Oh~!" Bo Zhen sighed heavily, and sat down again: "Let's eat the noodles. I bought it with money. Then whoever, hurry up."

"Fake money, what kind of face? Gold is also fake, just look at it and leave it."

The stall owner picked up the exchange voucher and the gold in the face value and put it in his pocket.

Seeing what he meant, he was not prepared to pay it back, it should be used as a reward for reporting the letter, anyway, it was not Li Dongzhu.

"You..." Bo Zhen looked at the empty bowl in front of him, not feeling hungry anymore, he was full of anger!

"Old Qi, treat me."

"I will eat noodles with you in a while, and I will scoop three spoons of meat sauce. I am not afraid of saltiness. I will drink more soup."

"I want to add five eggs, you won't make less."

"I saw that gold nugget, it's worth at least two hundred dollars."

The helpers talked about the harvest in front of the two suspects of making counterfeit money, and prepared to divide the spoils.

"Bring some soup, let's have a drink." Bo He accepted his fate, and shouldn't talk too much just now.

"Where did the soup come from? No money for the soup?" The stall owner said again.

Isimba got up by himself, went to the shed where he had free soup, and brought two and a half bowls back.

"Too much deception." Bo Yi was aggrieved.

"It's okay, Zampo has an offspring as well." Isimba looked open.

Two people sipped the soup, and it didn't take long for a bunch of people to arrive here from the bridge.

"Two messengers, my proprietor would like to invite you." Song De came over in person.

"Let's go, thanks Song Guan." Bo Zhen didn't look at the stall owner who robbed him of his money, and went in with Song De and others, and had to change clothes first.

The necessary procedures, when you see important people, you must first bathe and change clothes in a place designated by others.

There are also people waiting and helping. Except for the important items that have been inspected and seen, everything else that can hurt people is prohibited.

The stall owner smiled and nodded to Song De. He said hello, but he didn't mention the fake money.

How can the exchange voucher be faked? No paper can do the same.

As soon as they left, he greeted everyone: "Everyone, if you eat noodles, I will just cut the noodles. Look at them and you will cook them. Don't find me if you leave anything."

Everyone is welcome. Some people put the soup in a bowl in advance, and add meat sauce and vinegar.

I didn't touch the braised eggs, I kept some for others, the eggs are not cheap.

The stall owner happily slashed, humming a little song in his mouth.

On the other side, the two of them simply took a bath, changed Zhuangzi's clothes, and met Li Yi.

Li Yi entertained them alone, and the room was monitored so that others could see.

"Sit down, please, you two. It's not a national matter, but a business. Look at this big glass pot, isn't it pretty?"

A patterned transparent glass pot was set up in front of Li Yi, a fire was built underneath, and something was boiled in it, which was a hot pot.

The fire is naturally an alcohol lamp, and the flame is good.

Bo He frowned, he least wanted to see alcohol, it would evoke the pitted past, the kind of unbearable looking back.

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