Chapter 52, Boss...give us water quickly!

Time flies, two months later.

The first year of Tianming, 913, June 16.

The territory of the Tang Dynasty, Jingzhao Mansion, and the capital Chang'an.

In the splendid palace, a woman wearing a phoenix crown and harem, holding an exquisite lunch box in her slender jade hands, was walking inside this majestic palace.

However, when she saw the empty room, she couldn't help but her face darkened, and she got angry rarely. With her inner strength surging, she couldn't help but smash a blue and white vase beside her.

This vase was passed down from the Han Dynasty. Although the vase itself is not a masterpiece by a famous artist, it is carved from precious jade and is sold outside, worth at least three thousand gold.

"Where are His Majesty's people?"

"Went out for breakfast."

"Isn't he used to eating the royal food from the palace?"

"Your Majesty...said there is no smoke and fire in the world."

"Fireworks? I think he just can't stay idle. If he dares to run around again, his legs will be broken! I want to see if he can still run out every now and then."

As soon as these words came out.

The surrounding palace maids and female officials of the Tang Dynasty immediately lowered their heads, as if they were afraid of hearing something they shouldn't hear, but the words had already reached their ears, and they were just deceiving themselves if they said they couldn't hear them.

However, the woman wearing a phoenix crown and harem didn't care about the palace ladies and the female officials of the Tang Dynasty. She just said what she said. As the emperor and empress of the Tang Dynasty, she had the qualification to say it.

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At the same time.

Chang'an City, east of the city, a wonton stall.

"Ah, cut! Ah, cut! Ah, cut!" Several sneezes sounded in succession.

Hear this sound.

The owner of the wonton stall quickly took out a glass of water from behind and handed it to a young man in front of his stall.

"I'm sorry, guest, maybe I sprinkled too much pepper. Pepper is the spice ground for pepper, and pepper is a new thing recently spread from the Western Regions. It's really good to use with meals. The taste has been improved to a higher level.

But it’s easy to choke people.”

The stall owner is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his forties. He is very friendly and skillfully explains the reasons why pepper is choking to prevent customers from not paying for this reason.

He has encountered a lot of bad things these days, but since adding spices like pepper, his business has improved a lot, so he gritted his teeth and persevered.

"It's okay, your pepper is fine, maybe someone is talking about me... I'm... If you don't believe it, I'll try it for you... Ah... Ah, cut...

.It’s really a bit choking!”

The young man tried it and was slapped in the face.

"Guest, please be careful, pepper really stings your nose." The stall owner looked helpless. He held the pepper jar in his hand and smelled it with his nose. He really admired the talent.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's my own problem."

The young man looked a little embarrassed and took the water glass from the stall owner's hand. Just when he opened his mouth to drink, an unknown cold light flashed lightly on his fingertips.

After noticing that there was nothing unusual about the water glass, the young man took a sip of water and waved his hand gently to show that he did not mean to blame him.

"Guest, you said, it's really good that the Tang Dynasty has been restored. The Western Regions have restored contact with our Tang Dynasty, and many new things have been introduced to us." The stall owner sighed.

When the great Eastern country, that is, the Celestial Kingdom, was restored, perhaps in the eyes of the Tang Dynasty itself, the recently restored Tang Dynasty was not as good as the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

But in the eyes of those merchants from the Western Regions and other small countries, the word Datang was a golden sign, and they once again resumed trade with various states in the Tang Dynasty.

In the past, when wars and chaos were raging, these businessmen who lived for money naturally did not dare to come to the Tang Dynasty to seek death, because they might be robbed by some passing military governors and vassal kings at any time.

But now that the Tang Dynasty has been restored, the world is stable, and all nations have surrendered, they will not let go of this good opportunity to make money, and they rush forward one after another like cats that have smelled the fishy smell.

They continue to sell good things here that are not available in the Tang Dynasty, and earn high profits from them.

However, Datang officials are not at a loss. No matter who does business on Datang's territory, they will eventually have to pay taxes to Datang.

And unlike some dynasties in later generations, some wealthy families could not collect some taxes at all.

Today's Datang, the current Emperor of Datang is a ruthless man.

Even if the princes and nobles do not pay taxes, he will not give them face.

Of course.

In the eyes of these princes and nobles, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty was forced to do so, and it must have been forced by bad commanders.

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"New stuff? How fresh is it?" the young man asked curiously.

"Guest, you also know that I specialize in cooking. When businessmen from the Western Regions come to do business with us, I pay more attention to spices."

The stall owner looked left and right and found that there were no customers for the time being. He wiped his hands, moved a stool from the side, sat down and chatted with the young man.

"That is to say, in addition to pepper, do you have other special spices here?" The young man touched his chin and thought.

"Indeed, it does, but the taste is quite special, which is difficult for ordinary people to accept. After eating it, it feels like a ball of fire has been swallowed in the mouth, and the body cannot help but sweat." The stall owner explained.

"What's its name?" the young man asked curiously.

"Those merchants in the Western Regions said that this is chili pepper, and there are many varieties. But this time, they only brought the spiciest variety, which can be eaten with pepper." The stall owner said tirelessly.

"Boss, stop talking and give me some to try!" the young man said.

"Guest, spices like chili are very expensive, and I only have a little bit, so I really can't give it away for free..." The stall owner looked pretentious.

"Don't talk nonsense. It's up to you how much you want." The young man waved his hand.

"Three hundred cents a piece, can the customer accept it?" The stall owner looked happy.

I spent most of the day introducing it, isn’t that just for this?

Make money without complaining!

Just when the stall owner stood up and was about to take out a small bag of chili peppers for the young man to try, two women dressed in exotic styles came over.

"Boss, ten bowls of chaos." The woman in the lead looks younger.

"I want twenty bowls." The second woman is slightly older.

"Ten bowls for each? Twenty bowls for each? I'm not short of money here. Can you two finish eating?" the stall owner asked doubtfully.

Looking at the two women in front of him who were dressed as if they were from Raojiang, the stall owner was not surprised. Not to mention Raojiang, businessmen from the Western Regions often came to him to eat wontons.

This is Chang'an, the capital city, under the emperor's feet. If it weren't for his nephew, who worked in various official positions in Chang'an City, he really wouldn't have the ability to sell wontons on the streets of Chang'an City.

You must know that in addition to locals, there are also many people from other countries coming and going in Chang'an, the current capital, thus revitalizing this capital city that once suffered from Huang Chao's rebellion.

Not to mention that the capital, Chang'an, has suffered tragic wars and rebellions, and is now no longer suitable as a capital.

As long as the world is stable, open to the outside world, and has a large amount of money flowing, even a barren desert land can forcibly build a prosperous city.

"Boss, why are you talking so much nonsense? I can't live without your money!"

The leading woman took out a broken piece of silver and smashed it on the table.

When this piece of silver was smashed down, it not only knocked down the stall owner, but also made the young man sitting in the corner stagnate, and he quickly covered his face with the folding fan hanging from his waist.

Perhaps it was because he often sneaked out. After realizing that few people recognized his appearance, he became too lazy to spend half an hour dressing himself up.

"Okay, two distinguished guests, wait a moment, I will prepare it for you right away."

The stall owner picked up the piece of broken silver, put it in his mouth and bit it with familiarity. After knowing that it was true and false, he immediately forgot about the young man.

Three hundred articles?

If it were in other state capitals, it wouldn't be considered a small amount of money, enough to buy a big meal in an ordinary restaurant.

But this is the capital, and at the feet of the emperor, a mere three hundred coins is really not that much money.

And this piece of broken silver weighs at least two taels. Two ounces of broken silver is worth two taels of copper coins.

Two copper coins....

Not to mention buying 30 bowls of wontons, it is more than enough to buy this wonton stand. As expected, it is better to kill foreign customers and not regard money as money at all.

Pepper, chili, are these spices expensive?

But it was all given to him by merchants from the Western Regions.

There is no business without treachery, and there is no business without treachery.

Even if he was just a stall vendor selling wontons, he showed this side vividly at this time.

[Datang Official Coin Exchange Mechanism]

One tael of gold is equal to ten taels of silver.

One tael of silver is equal to one copper coin.

A copper coin is always equal to one thousand copper coins.

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To be continued...