Bringing System to Great Tang

　　 "Thank you Song Wang." Old Hu was a little dazed, and slowly, he remembered Song Wang: "Song Wang, what do you eat, I will take this meal."

　　 "Thank you!" Li Chengqi tried his best to say to himself that he had made a profit. He made at least a bowl of wontons, so he didn't go for a trip in vain.

　　 "This car is really good, that is, Li Dongzhu can only come up with it."

　　 When Lao Hu didn't pick up Li Chengqi, he stood next to the first car and fumbled around.

　　 "Sit down, King Song, I will give you wontons." Lao Hu's daughter-in-law reacted at this moment and hurriedly greeted Li Chengqi.

When 　　 was speaking, she kicked Lao Hu in the calf and gestured with her eyes.

　　 "Oh! Song Wang, I'll kowtow to you." Lao Hu found that the situation was not right, so he was about to kneel.

　　 Li Chengqi also kicked; "Hurry up and get me wontons, clear soup."

　　 "Okay!" Old Hu went to the stove.

　　 "Song Wang, what is this?" A person pointed to the hanging items in the car.

　　 "There is a windmill on it. When the wind blows, it rotates. If there is a fly, it can't fall down. When there is no wind, there is a step on it. Even a rope can rotate.

　　 Normally, prepare foods that are displayed carefully, such as meat.

　　 You don’t need to put it out. Use window screens to hide things. Things will become popular. Not only are there on this car, but others’ stalls can be learned as soon as you learn. "

　　 Li Chengqi said the function, this year at least all Jingzhaofu booths will use it.

　　 The things are cheap and the structure is simple.

　　 "Dongzhu Li is really amazing!" The person who asked immediately praised.

　　 "This is the idea of ​​my workers' union, and I won an award for it." Li Chengqi emphasized the inventor.

　　 "The idea of ​​Dongzhu Li is so coincidental."

　　 "That is, Dongzhu Li can figure out three trade unions."

　　 "In the past, artisans worked and kept secrets, but now because of Li Dongzhu, everyone can learn all-around, and artisans still don’t suffer."

　　 "I heard that Li Dong mainly went to Luoyang and won't come back."

　　 "Who said that? I will sew him the mouth."

　　 Everyone continued to praise Li Yi and actively ignored what Li Chengqi said.

　　 Li Chengqi stopped speaking and expressed his acceptance. Thanks to Brother Yi, he didn't want to be the emperor. Those who win the hearts of the people win the world!

　　 He listened, waiting for the wonton to be ready.

　　 There was no movement there suddenly, he was so used to it, he turned his head and saw a group of people facing him.

　　 "Thank you Song Wang." Everyone bowed together.

　　 Li Chengqi stood up in fright: "What are you doing?"

　　 "Song King, you don't fight for the crown prince, we all know."

　　 "The Li family Zhuangzi you went to first, King Song, recommended Li Dongzhu to your majesty."

　　 "Song Wang is in charge of the Workers’ League and Yimeng, and everyone has a good life."

　　 "Song Wang, you are still in charge of the seaside affairs, and you didn't make much profit by yourself."

　　 "Song Wang, you can think of Lao Hu when you eat wontons, and consider it for us."

　　 "The Tang Dynasty World Fund of Song Wang helped many people, especially children."

　　 "We all know King Song, I was joking with you just now."

　　 "Thank Song Wang!" Everyone bowed again.

　　 "It's alright, don't bow. Bowing again will kill someone. Is the wind blowing?" Li Chengqi said, covering his face with his sleeve.

　　 "Yes, yes, it's windy, and there is sand. I will set up a stall with gauze in the future."

　　 "My eyes are narrowed, who will roll my eyelids for me?"

　　 "Spit, and spit hard, and there will be tears."

　　 "Recking is fine."

　　 "Look for your daughter-in-law and be licked by you."

　　 Everyone talked again, and returned to their respective positions. The wind was strong, even though the steam coming out of the pot was vertically upward.

　　 After a while, Li Chengqi put down his sleeves, as expected, his eyes narrowed with sand and red.

　　 Only then did Lao Hu bring the wonton up. He took out a small bamboo tube from the side and unscrewed the lid: "Song Wang, there is pepper here."

　　 "Everyone has set up your stall, and the car will be built in a few days. It will be convenient to use. Don't smear my brother Yi's face."

　　 Li Chengqi stirred the soup base with a spoon, and said to the other stall holders.

　　 He decided, these people will give a car, no, it is free for the time being.

　　 He is going to manage the Datang Dynasty World Fund, what does the throne want it to do? Isn't that the way to be an emperor!

　　Like the third brother, the number of women is not increased, and the memorials can not be approved, especially when it comes to money.

What is the difference between 　　 and yourself? I live in the same way now, leisurely and at ease.

　　Isn't it the same to ask Brother Yi if something big happened? Zaifu can't speak well.

　　 "Today's wonton is better than the one in Zhuangzi." Li Chengqi was in a happy mood.

　　 "Look, I'll just say it." Bo Zhen said to Isinba, the Song Wang of Datang felt the same as me.

　　 Isimba: "..."

　　 He didn't want to respond to such idiotic topics, he lowered his voice: "There is something going on in Chang'an. Li Yi has other plans. This is definitely not a problem with the car."

　　 "Oh!" Bo He sighed: "What about then? What can you and I do? What or what. Tubo must expand westward to find a way from Tianzhu."

　　 "I always feel aggrieved." Isimba followed with a sigh.

　　 "Li Yi can fly, and there are explosives bags. If he is happy, he will take an explosives bag and fly it on someone's head, ignite it and throw it down, dozens of steps around, without leaving his mouth."

　　 Bohe was full of helplessness. No matter how powerful the army was, it was useless. Li Yi personally took action. He would kill anyone he wanted.

　　 The boss is killed, can the soldiers go desperately?

　　 This is how he understands it and thinks that all armies in the world are like this.

　　 But he didn't know that there was an army that was not, Li Yi's back then.

　　 The brigade commander is dead, the commander is dead, the commander is dead, the battalion commander, the battalion commander is dead, the company commander...

　　 Unless everyone is killed, it is impossible for the command system to go wrong, level by level.

　　 The Yulin Feiqi is that everyone knows strategy and tactics. If you kill a battalion commander, everyone can be, and you can come up with one.

　　 They are trained as officers, and they have more things to learn than the imperial examination.

　　 "I hope they don't take any action against Princess Jincheng over there. They should be allowed to visit Chang'an. We are too far behind."

　　 Isingba gave birth to a sense of powerlessness, and the prosperity of Chang'an was dreamlike.

　　...

　　"Everything that works is like fog and electricity. Like dreams, UU reading www.uukānshu.com should do the same. People with low levels of Chinese literature should not participate in any form of translation of foreign books.

　　 It can be translated into a particularly disgusting word. When all the law is due, it must be fog or electricity. People know the dream and its shadow, and they know that it exists there, and it cannot be changed. "

　　 Li Yi was telling Princess Jin Xian about translation, and Princess Jin Xian came over again, mainly asking for money.

　　 She once wanted to have a story with Li Yi, but Li Yi refused, and her brother and father also opposed it.

　　 Li Yi was forced to have no choice but to copy a female flower for her.

　　 Now she doesn't dare to think about that. She plans to make some money and find someone to translate more books.

　　 Li Yi remembered some of his translations at that time. They were disgusting, including the Bible. The translators didn't have any literary talents?

　　 Money is not a problem, he has to remind him not to translate blindly.

　　 "How can I make money when I print and find someone to translate?"

　　Princess Jinxian has a set of printed things. She is much more stable and doesn't just look for men.

　　 "You are in charge of printing, can you still make no money? Monks, Taoists, they are rich, they have so many believers." Li Yi reminded.

　　 "The believers in Jingzhao Mansion steal incense, go back and give you the longevity tablet." Princess Jinxian sat dignified.

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