Chapter 867 Holding a bamboo pole and shouting in the crowd
Chapter 867 Holding a bamboo pole in public and shouting "Hello baby" (please subscribe and vote)
Cheng Chubi shook his head and replied with a serious face.
"Uncle, my nephew and His Highness have already considered it repeatedly when they came up with the plan."
"If we are cooking meat that requires bowls and chopsticks, how many bowls and chopsticks do we need to prepare? This is an unrealistic question."
"Can't we just prepare a few dozen pairs?" Li Shimin couldn't help but sneered.
Cheng Chubi chuckled. "Uncle, as the saying goes, disease comes from the mouth. A pair of public chopsticks were used by people to reach into the dinner plate to grab food and put it into their mouths.
It will definitely be stained with their spit. If the next person continues to use it, wouldn't it be equivalent to kissing in disguise all the people who have used this pair of chopsticks before?
This approach is very unhealthy and not worth promoting at all.”
"..." Li Shimin's face immediately turned black and turned into old bacon that had been hung in the kitchen and smoked for decades. God damn, he kissed her in disguise...
When I think of the scene of a bunch of rough guys pouting and taking turns picking up a pair of chopsticks.
Li Ke hugged his belly tightly and tried to turn his head away, and pinched his thigh hard with his other hand.
Zhao Kun made a sound, quickly raised his head, and looked at the beams of Ganlu Hall seriously, but his face was red and veins were swollen when he looked at the beams, which made him feel very happy.
If someone who didn't know the reason saw this scene, they might misunderstand that he had some evil thoughts about the thick, round beam.
This bastard boy is good at everything except he has a mouth that needs to be pumped.
Li Shimin suppressed his nausea, pointed his finger like a sword, leaned over the table, and almost poked Cheng Chubi's straight nose with his finger.
"Next time you talk nonsense to me, go out and get a twenty-butt stick."
"Well, well, my nephew made a mistake, uncle, don't blame me."
Cheng Chubi quickly lowered his head to prevent Uncle Li's wild spittle from affecting his beautiful appearance.
Li Shimin sat back angrily, patted the table several times and shouted, "Then what solution do you want to use?"
Cheng Chubi saw the irritable look on the emperor's boss' face and explained carefully.
"What we plan to cook are meat dishes that don't require bowls and chopsticks, such as roujiamo, or various cut braised vegetables."
"Of course there will be a small amount of dishes cooked today, but they are all easy for the common people to eat."
"So, we will prepare a large amount of thick oil paper, and the staff will distribute these meat products to the people to taste."
A picture appeared in Li Shimin's mind. Countless people were holding oil paper in their hands, and then feasting on it. He couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Isn't this too unsightly? People all over the street are eating like this..."
At this time, a eunuch came to report, and Changsun Wuji and several important ministers came together to ask for an audience to discuss government affairs.
Li Shimin could only give instructions to Cheng Chubi and Li Ke.
"You'd better think of a more secure solution, at least not letting people eat on the streets like this."
Seeing that Cheng Chubi was still about to speak, Li Shimin couldn't help but glare at him.
"Shut up and deal with it yourself. Don't bother me with such trivial matters anymore."
Cheng Chubi and Li Ke could only exit the Manna Hall with angry faces. The two brothers left the Manna Hall for some distance.
Cheng Chubi couldn't help but ask Li Ke, "Brother Xian, do you have any good ideas?"
Li Ke spread his hands with an amused expression on his face. "Brother, you don't even have it, let alone me, my little brother."
Cheng Chubi couldn't help but feel a little confused, and so did Uncle Li, who was actually taboo about this, but after thinking about it carefully, it was right.
After all, only Asan barbarians can eat with their hands. The Chinese nation must never give up the dignity of using bowls and chopsticks.
"What should we do? Your father doesn't like to see people taking food with their hands."
Li Ke spread his hands again and said helplessly.
"What else can I do? I can't help it. We can't let the people provide their own dishes and chopsticks..."
Hearing this, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he looked at Li Ke carefully.
"Oh, dear brother, this is a good idea."
Li Ke's face immediately dropped, and he looked at Brother Chu Bi who was moving with a dark look on his face.
"Brother Chu Bi, can you please spare me? This is not a good idea. Think about it, if the early publicity is effective."
"If tens of thousands of people actually come, bringing their own dishes and chopsticks, wouldn't you think the scene would be horrifying?"
"..." Cheng Chubi thought about it carefully. If it were in later generations, the media might make a fuss and publish shocking headlines.
"Chang'an City was shocked to find tens of thousands of people who had no food and clothing and could only beg for food along the streets with broken bowls. Is there something wrong with the court or the Chang'an County Magistrate's inaction?"
"On the Impact of "Yesterday's Chang'an People's Begging Activity" on the Tang Dynasty Court..."
"Friends from all over the world are shocked by the large-scale collective begging epidemic in Chang'an, which is enough to show the food crisis of the prosperous Tang Dynasty"
Li Ke saw Cheng Chubi standing there blankly at the moment, with a complicated expression, as if he was rejoicing in others' misfortune, but also as if he was reminiscing about something.
"Brother Chu Bi, brother?" Li Ke simply bumped Cheng Chubi with his elbow. "What are you doing?"
Cheng Chubi kept talking and couldn't help but feel worried. The two of them wandered out of the palace and jumped on their mounts. They were going to find a place to squat and brainstorm to see if they could solve this problem.
Solve it.
Not far away, Cheng Chubi saw a salesman walking on the street carrying two baskets of goods.
Cheng Chubi couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he galloped closer. "Seller, please stop."
When the salesman saw this heroic young nobleman jumping off his horse, he quickly put down his goods and smiled flatteringly.
"This young master, I don't know if you want to buy some... Hey, hey, hey?"
The goodsman was bewildered when he saw this tall and burly heroic young man snatching away his pole to carry the goods.
What's going on with this girl? Is this well-dressed man who obviously has plenty of money trying to rob low-quality rouge and gouache in broad daylight?
Li Ke also looked confused. "Brother Chu Bi, what are you doing?"
Looking at the plain and simple pole, it is clearly a bamboo pole made from a bamboo pole.
A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Cheng Chubi's mind, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"What a baby, hahaha..."
"Gong, Gong, Gong, this is a bamboo pole..." The salesman's whole body was about to burst.
This young man either has something wrong with his eyes or his brain, right?
"???" Li Ke's whole body was square, and he stared blankly at Cheng Sanlang of Lu Guogong's house.
Cheng Taichang, the famous and talented man of the Tang Dynasty, held a bamboo pole in front of the public and shouted "hobby"...
Looking excitedly at the bamboo pole that inspired him, Cheng Chubi turned around.
When he saw Li Ke's slanted mouth and eyes, as if he was ashamed of himself, he couldn't help but said angrily.
"Brother Xian, what's your expression like? Have you seen this thing? Brother Yu, I already have a way to solve the problem of dishes and chopsticks."