Bring The System To Datang

"Xiao Yi, Quang Binh said..."

When Li Yi sent the drawings to the workshop, and Bi Gou had a prawn casserole with Bi Gou, Bi Gou told him what Song Jing said.

Song Jing originally invited everyone to the party to tell everyone not to get together in private in the future, but he didn't say this until he had a bowl of rice.

Song Jing found out, it's better to get together occasionally, so everyone can come up with ideas.

Especially after he saw Lu Huaishen being tough, he felt that the person once came back.

Lu Huaishen was very good when he was not in Yao Chong, and it is no problem to take the lead.

"It makes sense. Military serves politics. Strategy is greater than tactics. Tubo has capable people. The more you think he can't fight, the more he will fight."

Li Yi believes that there is a possibility that Song Jing said.

"How to deal with it?" Bi Gou came to ask the policy.

He was very pleased to discover that Li Yi was not like the one that Song Jing said to raise his ambitions.

At least if the new thing succeeds, and the Ministry of Households can collect more taxes, how can it not make people happy?

"Send things, Zhuangzi stocked a lot of hot air balloons, diesel, and gasoline, and sent them. What do they always keep in Zhuangzi?"

Li Yi didn't think it was difficult, so he was given support weapons when fighting.

Bi Gou took a bite of the mushrooms in the prawn casserole, chewing and swallowing: "I will give it with the army coat. How many compressed biscuits does Zhuangzi have? Buy it by the Ministry of Households."

"The sky monkey, the explosive bag, I also developed a hand grenade, which needs to be ignited and thrown manually. It can be thrown out about fifteen feet."

Li Yi still has to send gunpowder products to the front line. Zhuangzi is always producing, so I should take them out and consume them.

"Compressed biscuits." Bi Gou said again that compressed biscuits are the soldiers' favorite rations.

"Three dollars a piece, 200,000 yuan can be taken out." Li Yi gave the price and quantity.

The cost for Chuang Tzu to make a compressed biscuit is two dollars.

In the early stage of Kaiyuan, due to political instability, Doumi rose to three hundred yuan, and then gradually declined.

By the fall of this year, it was 20 dollars for Doumi, which was more than a dozen dollars for Doumi during the period of Zhenguan, but it was not much worse.

"I want it all." Bi Gou understood, Li Yi didn't want to make money, only 600,000 yuan, 600 yuan.

Bi Gou selectively forgot that he once proposed to stop the official appointment, because the official appointment is to spend money to buy an official.

How much is an official? Thirty embossed.

600 yuan can buy twenty officials, not a small amount of money.

"Okay, I will find a team to transport it out tomorrow, and I will be at the border during the Chinese New Year. A military coat can solve many problems."

Li Yihen couldn't directly send all the good things in Zhuangzi to the border, and the soldiers were desperately working hard.

"Proprietor, there are two people outside asking for a meeting, Shudi Salt Gang, Yang Huanjin and Huang Xianrong." Song De came over at this moment.

"Ask something first, so I can think about whom to look for." Li Yi didn't go directly to see him, and accompany Bi Gou for dinner.

"I have already said that they came here when the Yellow River was able to leave. They never came to see me and sold half of the salt.

But because of the other goods, the Ministry of Households had to talk before, and the tax collected was 30 tax 1. As a result..."

Song De stopped here and took a look at Bi Gou.

"What happened?" Bi Gou asked.

"As a result, the situation is different now. The Ministry of Households is very powerful. They have to charge them ten taxes and one tax because there are other furs and medicinal materials, which are said to be of high value."

Song De picked out the words and said them.

"Old Bi, you are the prime minister, and the household department is awesome. Hahaha..." Li Yi smiled heartlessly.

"Invite them in." Bi Gou didn't mean a little smile.

He knew that the Shudi Salt Gang, Li Yi wrote a letter, plus the exchange voucher, and the other party immediately organized manpower to raise the goods.

When the newsletter arrived, the supplies followed, just so fast.

The Shudi Salt Gang did their best to fight the Southwest, but they were bullied in Chang'an.

Is it still useful to write a letter and send it over at the critical moment?

Song De ran to invite people, but the court ladies and eunuchs stopped eating, and stood up to meet them.

Bi Gou and Li Yi also got up, and the two who came were representatives of the Shudi Salt Gang.

Yang Huanjin and Huang Xianrong came, and when they saw Li Yi, the two looked embarrassed.

"Dongzhu Li, excuse me, the tax is too heavy." Yang Huanjin didn't say any nonsense, cupped fist.

"Brother Yang and Brother Huang are welcome, let me introduce, Lao Bi, this is Yang Huanjin, and this is Huang Xianrong."

Li Yi returned the gift and introduced two people first.

He said to the two of them: "You have to find me strenuously, looking for Lao Bi. Lao Bi is now the Shangshu of the Household Department, and also the servant of Huangmen and Tongzhong."

Yang Huanjin and Huang Xianrong: "..."

"Brother Yang, Brother Huang, see a courtesy, otherwise Old Bi will be angry..."

"Xiao Yi, don't tease the old man." Bi Gou interrupted Li Yi.

He looked at the two of them and said: "The tax receipt is ready, Shudi salt merchants are tax-free, and the previous collection will be refunded."

"Thank you Zaifu." Yang Huanjin reacted and hit the ground.

Huang Xianrong followed Zuoyi and was so excited.

They understand that Li Yi is great, but they don't want to trouble Li Yi.

There was really no other way, so I came to the door.

As a result, Li Yi was having dinner with the head of the household staff who had trouble with him and the others.

Listen to that title, Lao Bi.

The two of them looked for other ways, don't accept the official documents of the household department, and didn't even see a servant, because they just wanted money.

At Li's Zhuangzi, where is the prime minister eating, in a word, all the previous taxes will be refunded?

"Song De, bring two casserole of prawns and let Brother Yang and Huang eat together. They are not outsiders."

Li Yi told Song De, and at the same time invited the two to sit down, and the maid Tao Hong went to fetch the wine.

The two are very cautious, the prime minister.

"When I go back, I will clean up them." Bi Gou was still angry, asking for money is fine, not cheating others.

Still pitting the salt gang in Shudi is disgusting and chilling.

Yang Huanjin and Huang Xianrong looked at each other, trying to intercede, but found that they were not qualified.

"Brother Yang and Brother Huang, come here now, and I can't go back during the New Year. It happens to be in Zhuangzi. Zhuangzi is lively. I arrange a yard, and other people go to the front building and light the stove by themselves."

While waiting for the casserole, Li Yi sent an invitation, which was actually to help the other party decide.

The Shudi Salt Gang is really doing things, and all the freight is paid by the salt.

"Yes, living in Zhuangzi, there is Xiao Yi, no one dares to bully you." Bi Gou followed.

The two found that they couldn't refuse, and they really needed a safe place to rest.

This is done once a year, sometimes twice in three years. Small batches of salt are transported by land, which increases the cost too much.

Two casseroles were brought up with red oil on top.

"Try it, I believe you will be pleasantly surprised." Li Yi motioned for the two to take a bite.

Yang Huanjin first took a bean bubble and put it in his mouth, his eyes widened. He ate the bean bubble, took a small spoon and dipped half of the soup, and drank it into his mouth with a comfortable expression.

"Sure enough, it's natural to eat spicy food in Shu area. Other spicy things you used to eat are not as good as this, isn't it?"

Li Yi was happy.

Huang Xianrong did the same and found that this casserole was special and enjoyable.

Bi Gou looked at the own casserole. There was no chili oil in it. He shook his head: "It's not good to eat too much spicy."

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