Chapter 917: The New Minister Seeks His Own Benefits

"It is quite difficult for me to walk up and down the court. It would be better if the imperial court provided funds to purchase a bicycle for someone of my level."

After the morning session, when he returned to the political hall, Su Ting looked at the newspaper and said, "I'm old and old."

He is forty-eight years old this year and has just been assigned to the position of Minister of War.

The other prime ministers all have the title of minister, and it would look ugly if he didn't have it.

"If the Ministry of War has money, then the Ministry of War will buy it. What do you want me to do?" Bi Gou didn't even look at Su Ting.

"The Ministry of War has no money." Su Ting said, opening his food box: "Let's eat, but it's a pity that we didn't bring enough, only enough for one person."

It was too early in the morning. He had something to do with his wife last night, so he got up late and had no time to have breakfast. Food boxes were packed in the kitchen.

There was beef on sale in the East Market last night. The beef I bought was made into "turn back" and it is still hot.

In order to go with "Huitou", I also bought haggis, mutton fat, and cooked soup, but I brought him dry goods.

It's in a bowl and the condiments are already on it.

He picked up the hot water bottle he had filled in the morning and drank some mutton soup.

Song Jing and Bi Gou looked at each other, feeling angry, and neither of them had breakfast.

One of them is fifty-five years old, and the other is seventy-two years old.

When I was fifty-five, my mood was unstable before. I went to Lishan to play around, thought a lot, and was tired.

Seventy-two's recovery speed was slow, and he drank soothing soup and ended up oversleeping.

The two of them were going to have some snacks and would not eat until noon.

Seeing Su Ting, a 'young man', bring something with him, he felt unbalanced.

The key is that you can just eat what the other person says. What do you mean?

Bi Gou found a piece of paper and looked at the pen on the inkstone stand next to him. He looked at the ink and saw that it could be used.

Write: New cars in the city can drive on their own, and wealth requires a bell to listen to. Unexpectedly, the two phases are empty and hungry, and it is difficult to calm down.

"Send it to Xiao Yi quickly, otherwise it will be lunch time." Bi Gou handed it to the follower.

The follower ran out, arrived outside Xingqing Palace, borrowed a horse and rushed to Li's Village.

It was only the end of the month and the beginning of the morning, around seven o'clock in the morning.

Li Yi was having breakfast when Song De ran over and handed the letter to him.

Li Yi took a look and said, "Take the pot stove and the belt noodles, cut the soy beef into one-inch square pieces, and bring the side dishes. Send them over quickly, and take the hot soup with you. It will be downstairs when you get there."

Qingsong had already taken out the things, and Li Yi picked up the pen: The Prime Minister worked hard on state affairs, and waited for Tang Xing with night clothes and Sunday food. When I wake up in the morning, I can't wait to see you. A bowl of spring food comforts my peace.

Putting down his pen, Li Yi continued to eat. On this day, he didn't care about breakfast. Who brought breakfast and didn't give it to Lao Bi? Su Ting and Song Jing should not be able to do such a thing.

A carriage went out and took the messenger with him. He also gave the messenger a can of shrimp oil and vegetables and two bars of soap.

When the car arrives at the place, go directly to the political hall and make noodles at the door.

"Two bowls, just two bowls." Bi Gou stood at the door and shouted, not giving it to Su Ting.

After the two bowls of noodles were ready, the side dishes were put on the table. Su Ting went to pick up the sweet garlic from the side dishes, which was perfect to go with the mutton soup.

People from Lijiazhuangzi outside shouted: "There are still fifty copies, who wants it?"

Soon there were enough for fifty people, and some people were discussing whether two people would have one bowl.

Bi Gou took a sip of the soup and looked at Su Ting: "Don't you feel uncomfortable after eating it?"

"It's delicious. You don't need to peel the sweet garlic pickled by Lijiazhuangzi. You can chew it." Su Ting went to pick up the spicy cabbage.

Song Jing felt much better eating beef and drinking soup. At least she didn't have to smell the smell of other people's food.

"I think the court should buy bicycles for everyone." Su Ting mentioned the bicycle thing again.

"I won't buy it." Bi Gou shook his head firmly. He understood what Su Ting meant.

Su Ting had just become the Minister of the Ministry of War, and the money from Li Yi's bicycle sales would be used to make muskets. The muskets and equipment for the army would be under Su Ting's control.

Want to be beautiful? If it really equips the army, wouldn't the Ministry of Revenue directly give Li Yi money to make it?

What's more, Li Yi has been working on it. Just because you, Su Ting, don't give me anything to eat today, I won't let go.

"Long Ze, you are going to make money. To buy a bicycle, you need to buy a kerosene lamp and a thermos bottle first. Someone who has never bought these two things before and wants a bicycle will definitely buy them."

Su Ting analyzed it from another angle. Look, you are about to make money, so buy a few cars.

Bi Gou was not fooled: "People who don't buy kerosene lamps and thermos bottles will buy bicycles? How can rich people not buy the first two?"

"Someone who got rich later didn't have time to buy it." Su Ting was still looking for excuses.

"The imperial court will not spend this unjust money. If you want to ride a bicycle, go to Xiao Yi personally. I believe Xiao Yi will give you thin noodles."

After Bi Gou finished speaking, he stopped talking and lowered his head to eat. After eating, he had something to do.

Song Jing kept silent. He ate slowly. Lijiazhuangzi's noodles were different from others. They were really fragrant and tasted good.

Fifty servings of noodles were delivered at the door, and the people from Lijiazhuangzi left amid a chorus of thanks and farewells.

No one thinks there's anything wrong with outsiders coming over to deliver noodles, and it's not for sale.

But if someone else comes to deliver the noodles, you must ask clearly, why do you want to deliver them? Are the noodles poisoned?

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Some of the people watching the excitement outside were having breakfast, eating at the East and West Markets, while others were carrying burdens and selling food on carts.

Shouting as you walk, stop when someone buys.

The seller of soup cakes has a big wooden bucket with water in it. The bowls that others have finished are thrown in, washed a little and taken out to continue filling.

In fact, it is not hygienic, but everyone thinks it is very good.

It's much simpler for people selling cooking cakes. You just get a package of raw edge paper and don't need to wash it.

In the past, such transactions had to be carried out in the town, and it was not allowed to be sold on the street. If you met someone who wanted to buy on the street, you would go to the nearest town to trade.

Now no one cares, and some even put their stalls at the entrance and exit of a town early in the morning.

People walking on the street can buy, and people in the town can also buy.

As soon as the bicycle came out, it immediately became a hot topic.

"One thousand strings of cash for a bicycle, and you have to pedal it yourself, why bother? How many carts pulled by livestock can you buy with one thousand strings of cash?"

"Is that a car? That clearly tells others that he is rich and riding this car is superior to others."

"It probably doesn't cost much to make one. Kerosene lamps and thermos bottles are expensive. Now at night, a kerosene lamp is hung at a distance."

"That's called a diesel lamp, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net It is said that it is made of asphalt, black asphalt that can be burned. The court helped collect it and sent it to Lijiazhuangzi. "

"I mean it is not expensive. If it is expensive, can it be hung outside to light the way for us?"

"It is called a diesel lamp, not the kerosene lamp you mentioned."

"Each shoe shiner has a thermos bottle. It really shouldn't be too expensive."

"Why do you care about the capital of Lijiazhuangzi? Li Dongzhu made money, but he didn't spend it himself."

"Li Dongzhu hasn't donated money recently. I guess he is doing something big and needs money, otherwise he would definitely donate."

"Where else to donate? The road has been repaired almost completely, and the track is paid by the court."

"A lot of horses have been sent out. I heard that they are for the new post station. When others attack the Tang Dynasty again in the future, we will know the news soon."

"Do you have a big vat at home?"

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