"Sell, sell, sell, you are a prince of the Tang Dynasty, you open your mouth every day and close your mouth to either buy or sell, what does it look like, if you want to be a businessman, ask your father for an edict immediately, you can go into business immediately!" With an angry reprimand, Li Chengqian's other ear fell into the hands of Empress Changsun.

"Ahh Queen Mother, light, light, ear is going to fall off! Li Chengqian tilted his head, followed the strength of his mother's hand, and kept turning in circles, but he didn't dare to struggle too much.

There's no way, my mother is pregnant again, and now she's having a big belly, and once something goes wrong, he won't be able to explain it to the old man.

"It's okay to drop it, just to give you a long memory." Empress Eldest Sun continued to teach her son.

This bastard is really smart, but there is a little bit of it, he is too unmotivated.

Every day, I always think about some messy things in my head, either making money or rectifying people, and I don't do anything serious. I don't want to think about it, whose crown prince talks about making money every day? Is the Tang royal family really poor enough for him to make money as a dignified prince?

However, Li Chengqian also had his own explanation, and after being grabbed by his mother, he said with a bitter face: "Queen Mother, I can't help it, you look at my father's subordinates, which of them is the material to make money." All day long, I only know how to reach out and ask for money, but I don't know how to earn it, relying on that little bit of tax alone, I can't make it possible to lose all your grandchildren in the future! ”

"Rebel, your skin is tight again, isn't it?" Li Er couldn't hold back his son's face, and glared at him fiercely: "You come and tell me if you can save money for disaster relief!" Can the soldier's salary be saved? Even if a project such as building a road is a slave, it doesn't cost money, but can you save money on food and materials? ”

Li Chengqian was grabbed by his mother's ears, his body twisted into a twisted shape, and after listening to the old man's words, he didn't dare to squeak, for fear that he would not be afraid that sentence would stimulate his mother or the old man, and he would not be able to run away and beat him up when the time came.

Empress Changsun is estimated to be also guilty of pregnancy syndrome, and pulling Li Chengqian's ears endlessly is a count, and Li Er, who was standing on the side, touched his ears unconsciously, and seemed to have some pain at the root of his ears.

"Queen Mother, the son knows that he is wrong, he knows that he is wrong, you let go quickly, if you get your ears again, you will really fall off." After being taught by the eldest grandson for a long time, Li Chengqian felt that his ears were no longer his own, and finally found an opportunity to interject in the gap between his mother's counts.

Empress Eldest Sun also felt that it was almost the same, and if she twisted it again, it was estimated that Li Chengqian's ears would really hurt, so she simply let go of her hand and poked her son's braincase: "See if you still have a long memory." ”

"It's long, it's really long this time." Covering his hot ears, Li Chengqian said with a snort.

Li Er saw that his wife had finished teaching his son, so he stepped forward and said to Li Chengqian: "That tweed coat of yours, turn around like this, and get me a few sets!" Also, don't always pay for money, don't be embarrassed by me! ”

"Whoa!" Li Chengqian agreed with a wilt, and thought of a more famous joke in later generations.

The father asked his son, "Son, what is your wish when you grow up?"

Son: Money and beauty!

"Smack" dad slapped his son's head: heavy!

Son's grievances: career and love.

Daddy: Well, that's right!

Therefore, in the future, we will not be able to sell things with the old man and my mother to make money, and we can only develop economic and trade, export and other civilized words.

So, two days later, when he gave the old man clothes, what he talked about made Lao Li much more satisfied.

"Father, you are so handsome in this dress." Seeing the old man putting his tweed coat on his body and looking back and forth in the mirror, Li Chengqian raised his thumb high.

"You don't come to this set, what you thought last time, this time your mother is not here, you can rest assured." Li Er took off the coat on his body, took the silk handkerchief handed by the palace maid, and wiped off a layer of oily sweat on his head.

Wearing a tweed coat on a March day is indeed a very sinful thing, and it is already luck not to cover the prickly heat on your body.

You must know that in ancient times, the months were calculated according to the lunar calendar, and the March here was about May for the western history of later generations. And if you wear a tweed coat in May, if you are not convinced, you can try it to see if you can cover something on your body.

"Father, do you think there will be a market for this thing to be sold back to the grassland?" Li Chengqian looked around, but didn't find his mother's shadow, so he said boldly.

"What is resale?" Li Er was a little confused about some new terms that Li Chengqian came up with from time to time.

"It means that we collect their raw materials from the grassland, and then make them into finished products and return them to the grassland for sale." Li Chengqian explained.

"And what is sales?" Li Er glared at Li Chengqian, as if he was blaming him for always using some new words to fool around, and he was suspected of making Lao Tzu ugly.

Alas! Li Chengqian sighed silently in his heart, he originally wanted to make the conversation more forceful, but the result was ...... The old man couldn't accept it, so he had no choice but to return to the original point: "What Erchen means is that we harvest wool on the grassland, then make wool material, and then sell it back to the grassland." ”

"Hmm. This method of yours is good, resell...... Sales, in the future in front of your mother, so that maybe your ears can grow on your head for a few more years. Li Er didn't answer Li Chengqian's words, but was just pondering the concept of resale and sales, and at the same time expressed concern for his son's ears.

In the face of his father's ridicule, Li Chengqian nodded depressedly, and there was only a stomach full of bitter water that had nowhere to pour, and he thought of a way to divert the topic in a hurry: "Father, do you think that we will set up a sales company ......."

"You can just look at this matter, and when you go back, which of the six departments you want to hang this company on, just follow me." Li Er waved his hand, signaling that there was no need to talk to him about this kind of detail.

"Father, you can't do this, there is still half of your shares here, you don't care about ......."

"If I take care of everything, do I want you, the prince, to do it! Go, go, go about your business, don't bother here. ”

Li Er is still in a very good mood today, probably because he is going to spring hunting in a few days.

In March, the weather is neither hot nor cold, and it is a good time to go green, but as an emperor, even if he is close to the people, Lao Li will not mix in a group of sixteen or seventeen young people.

Therefore, his way of going green is to go spring hunting, enjoy the pleasure of galloping horses, bending bows and shooting eagles, otherwise he will always squat in the Chang'an Palace, and he will have to suffocate his tiger.

(End of chapter)