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Chapter 273: Steal money (1)

"Steamed rice buns and fried dough sticks, white rice cake..."

The morning in the capital was awakened by the hawkers with the elongated rhythm of the rhythm, and the mist that filled the sky and the earth also dissipated with the sun.

The vendors selling breakfast walk through the streets and alleys. People who seek life always get up very early. They get up early at midnight to meet the cold, with heavy shoulder poles bent their shoulders, and cheer up their energetic shouts. The tired face is filled with pleasing laughter to welcome every customer.

"White rice cake, freshly cooked white rice cake..."

In the long alley, a vendor put down the shoulder pole on his shoulder and stood at the entrance of the alley. The towel on his shoulder carefully wiped the steaming cage, and at the same time let the hot air warm his rough, dry and cracked hands that were blown by the cold wind.

"Rice cake seller!"

Two servants in the distance walked along the sound.

"Official, how many of you buy breakfast?" The vendor greeted him with a warm face.

When it comes to people who eat food in the yamen, they must call you master regardless of whether they are officials or not.

The two street patrol officers in front of me also had the fatigue of staying up late, but they looked cold to the vendor's hot face.

"Who the fuck told you to call here so early?" a man scolded, "The whole street is sleeping, can you still sleep when you shout like this?"

It was dawn, the city gate had already opened, and there were more people on the street. Which serious family is still sleeping in bed? Don’t you have to go out to earn money to eat?

But the vendor didn't dare to refute, and he nodded and bowed, "Isn't this a life worth living? There's nothing wrong!" As he said that, he opened the cage, "Do you guys use it?"

Another officer yawned, "Get two portions of white rice cakes, it's going to be hot!"

"Don't worry, be sure to be hot!" The vendor Malier began to do it, putting the hot white rice cake on yellow paper, holding it in both hands and handing it over.

The swearing officer was picking in the cage and chose a steamed rice bun and fried dough stick in his hand.

"Here, yours!" The servant who asked for the white rice cake threw a copper cow and landed it on the cage with a clang.

"This...isn't this enough?" the vendor said with a bitter face, "Two officials, this is a small business..."

"Hmm?" The officer suddenly glanced at him and looked bad, "What's not enough?"

Another officer sneered, "Is this a good deal?"

The vendor shivered and hurriedly smiled, "Enough, the villain was dazzled and saw it wrong!"

Seeing that he was so advanced, the two officers nodded and walked towards the street in front of them in eight-character steps.

Seeing them walking away, the vendor with a smile on his face became angry and looked at their backs, "It's really a pity!"

~

But the two officers were holding the breakfast that came from Qiufeng and were yawning when they suddenly saw two carriages coming from the front. They were stunned at first, and then quickly stepped forward at the same time.

"Small ones see Chengenhou!"

There were three carriages, and there were also several young and strong men who followed each other with tough looks.

The one who drove the carriage in the front was Zhao Sili, the Marquis of Cheng'en.

Someone came to say hello quickly, and Zhao Sili was also stunned.

"You don't know the young man. When you were in the military commander, the young man was lucky enough to hear the missed person under your hands!" A man smiled flatteringly, "You came out to patrol this morning?"

Zhao Sili had no impression of them at all, but nodded and said, "Well, you two patrolled all night last night, nothing happened, right?"

"The world is peaceful and peaceful!" A servant immediately smiled.

Zhao Sili looked at the carriage behind him and shook his whip, "Okay, thank you for your hard work!"

"See what you said, isn't this the portion you should serve? You have to keep the neighbors safe, right?"

"What's the hard work for us brothers? It's hard for you, Marquis, to come out early in the morning to patrol the city."

"Young people are still following the old rules you set in the Bingmaster Office. No matter it is windy or rainy during the holidays, you must not be lazy when you are on duty."

"That's not. Yesterday I was a villain's daughter and the hairpin. The villain didn't care about it and was thinking about business!"

The two officers talked and nodded and bowed, and sent Zhao Sili away in the carriage.

The three carriages went out and could no longer see the shadow, so the two of them straightened up.

"Oh, look at Mr. Zhao. He was the leader of the military commander at the time, but now he is in charge of the city defense of Yingtian Prefecture. Tsk, he has no airs at all, so he can drive the car by himself!" A servant sighed.

"I have a good fortune, and I have a good daughter to be a queen!" Another servant smiled and said to his companion, "Brother, your family is also a daughter. Maybe one day you will have good luck and you can marry a royal relative!"

"Ha, that's auspicious word for you!"

~~

Zhao Sili's carriage walked straight down the Jubaomenmen Gate Tower along Qianmen Street, and stopped in front of a teahouse.

Then he jumped out of the car with the shaft and whispered to it, "Two masters, we're here!"

"Um!"

The curtain of the car was lifted from inside, revealing two faces, and it was Zhu Yunhuang and the old man.

"Grandpa Emperor, please wait!" Zhu Yunxiu stepped down first and reached out to support him.

"Where are you going, please help me?" The old man got out of the car stubbornly, then looked around, muttering with dissatisfaction, "What did you do when I pulled us out in the morning? I was still keeping it secret?"

"My grandson will show you something new!" Zhu Yunsheng said, waving his hand to the teahouse.

The commander of the Jinyiwei, He Guangyi, had already brought people to the teahouse and did not welcome guests. Seeing the emperor waved his hand, he quickly let the plainclothes Jinyiwei in the teahouse disperse.

"I haven't seen anything in my life?" The old man snorted, slowly entered the teahouse with the help of Zhu Yunxi, then glanced at the empty counter and the Jinyiwei who pretended to be guests, and said dissatisfiedly, "Can you come out and find a small stall to sit? You have to make such a big fight!"

Speaking of this, Diandian He Guangyi, "You kid is so fucking weird. Remember to take up someone else's place and give enough money!"

"The villain understands!" He Guangyi hurriedly said, "It's all based on the market price..."

"Double it!" the old man said as he walked to the second floor, "Due to other people's business!"

The second floor is located near the window, which has been well arranged.

There are hot tea and desserts on the table, and the windows are open. When the wind blows, the heat from the desserts drifts away with the wind.

"Grandpa Emperor, sit down!" Zhu Yunxiu personally pulled the stool for the old man.

Pu Bucheng, who followed behind, put a folded fox leather mattress on the stool.

"What are you doing?" The old man sat down, looked at the various desserts on the table and said, "I'll act next time?"

"Look over there!" Zhu Yunxi smiled and pointed to the opposite side of the teahouse, and a row of three-story curtains leaning against the street said with a smile.

The old man looked at his fingers and saw that the curtain shop there was obviously just repaired and it was like new. It was not only new but also looked extremely generous and sturdy.

There were couplets on both sides of the main entrance, and the old man recited casually, "Great the world's wealth and prosperity, and revitalize the country!"

"Look up!" Zhu Yunxiu bent down and smiled.

The old man looked in the direction he pointed again, and there was a huge plaque on the top of the third floor shop.

"The Royal Money House of Ming Dynasty?" the old man wondered, "Money House? Officially run it?"

"That's right, my grandson asked the Ministry of Revenue to run a money house." Zhu Yunsheng smiled.
Chapter completed!
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