Cheng Chubi looked at the father and son, well, they really deserve to be father and son, their thoughts continued so smoothly, and they even considered the follow-up development clearly.

It seems that it is right to hand over things to the Zhao family to manage, and Cheng Chubi is happy. "Don't worry, there's still ......"

Then he opened another box and pulled out the rosemary-scented soap and moisturizer......

After a while, Cheng Chubi continued to maintain an unfathomable smile and took out mint-flavored soap and thermal insulation cream......

When the father and son left Chengfu and boarded their own carriage, Zhao Zhengyang and Zhao Xian, father and son, sat in the car in a daze.

And in front of the two of them, there is a small box with samples of several soaps and moisturizers.

The father and son's eyes were fixed on the thing as if it were a box of pearls, or a tumultuous piece of gold.

"Daddy, the child feels his face hurt...... It's a bit hot. ”

After Zhao Xian watched it for a long time, he couldn't help but reach out and touch both of his cheeks, the clove fragrance on his face was still so comfortable.

"Who told you to wash your face so hard, didn't you see so many boxes around the third son?"

Zhao Zhengyang glared at his own son with some hatred.

On weekdays, he is quite clever when he does business, but how can he be in Chengfu, he is so real, he can't wait to peel off a piece of his face when he washes his face.

Zhao Xianluo smiled a little embarrassedly, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Dad, that Cheng Sangongzi is really a figure of immortal means. The pancreas made are as good as jade, and they are also fragrant. ”

"Well, if we follow the practice of the third prince, then these soaps will definitely become a good thing that dignitaries and dignitaries in Chang'an City are eager to follow."

Zhao Zhengyang bowed slightly. "Every time I sell these soaps, I match them with four kinds of this superb ...... with a strange fragrance."

The old man believed that there would be people who would be willing to pay a lot of money for the soap rolls in the hands of those people.

Just to get those four kinds of soaps and moisturizers that you can't buy at all. ”

"It's a pity, there are only 200 sets a month, according to my father's opinion, it is 20,000 sets a month, and the entire Chang'an City can also give you a day to sell."

Zhao Zhengyang and his son muttered while sighing at the miraculous means of Cheng Sangongzi, and this magical Cheng Sangongzi was loading his luggage.

Well, as a food supplier, a daily chemical supplier, and an underground smuggler of spirits in the Tang Dynasty, Cheng Chubi felt that he was about to become a small merchant in the Royal Department Store.

But what can be done? The pork is its own, the essence of the chicken is also its own, and the essence of the wine is its own......

Cheng Chubi counted his fingers for a long time, except for the pork thing, other things, Cheng Laosan, who was diligent and thrifty, was not willing to take them out and sell them.

After all, for more than a year, he has received five copper plates, and when he thinks of this stubble, Cheng Laosan is extremely unhappy.

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Cheng Chubi looked at the heavy improved version that was already full of all kinds of things, the shoulder-mounted treatment box, and the food box placed next to it. It's really a difficult life......

The palace, the palace of the Tang Dynasty occupies a large area, but Cheng Chubi does not have the privilege of riding into the palace on horseback, so he can only carry a heavy bag and work hard to move forward.

Next time, next time, Lao Tzu must come to the whole treatment box with wheels, otherwise it will be over, and the burden on his shoulders will sink day by day.

It's like the pressure of life, wanting to crush the old Cheng family's appearance.

Lao Tzu is only sixteen years old, is it good, he is still in the development period, if he really can't grow because of the weight on his back, who will he talk to?

Cheng Chubi complained frantically while carrying a heavy treatment box on his back, fortunately it was summer at this time.

Presumably, there will not be a princess who is not very good-eyed, and the big stupid bear who shouted with joy in the distance is coming.

As soon as he thought of the lovely and intelligent Jinyang princess Li Mingda, Cheng Chubi happily raised the corners of his mouth, this cute and soft royal pearl.

Although her status is very noble, she does not have that pampered habit, that is, when she gets along with herself, even at a young age.

It will make you mistakenly think that her IQ is no less than that of those eleven or twelve-year-old girls.

Walking, walking, walking, walking, finally moved to the Ganlu Palace, just outside the hall, Cheng Chubi saw Zhao Kun grinning and happily greeted him.

Cheng Chubi looked vigilantly to the left and right like an underground party joint, while putting down the heavy treatment box. "Uncle Zhao, Niangniang isn't here, is she?"

Zhao Kunle took the four from Cheng Chubi's hands, well, a total of five bottles of wine, and the head of the hairy beard guard said to Cheng Chubi very vaguely.

From the day he was happy to become the image spokesperson for the treatment of mouth sores by the essence of wine, Cheng Chubi was very interested in stuffing an extra bottle of the essence of wine sent into the palace.

There's no way, it's the so-called Hades is good, the little ghost is difficult, well, a heavyweight ghost like Zhao Kun is even rarer, and Cheng Chubi thinks he can't afford to provoke him.

As long as this rough old man doesn't speak ill of himself in front of Uncle Li, what is the essence of a bottle of wine?

Although this fat and strong rough old man should not be able to blow the pillow wind of His Majesty the Emperor, it is not impossible to blow other winds.

"Don't worry, it's not here yet...... By the way, His Royal Highness King Wei is speaking to His Majesty in the palace at this moment. ”

"King Wei ......" Cheng Chubi couldn't help but be stunned, he had heard of this fat son of Uncle Li's family for a long time, but he had never seen it.

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Just as Cheng Chubi was muttering to Zhao Kun in a low voice, he heard Uncle Li's loud voice coming from inside the hall gate.

"Outside, Cheng Saburo is here? Zhao Kun, let him in......"

Cheng Chubi could only straighten out his robe, and walked into the Manna Hall with the heavy treatment box in one hand and the food box in the other. At this moment, there are several ice basins in the hall.

The ice inside the ice basin was slowly melting, and the chill was emitting that it was at least a few degrees lower indoors than outside.

made people feel a burst of comfort, and Cheng Chubi's eyes first saw Uncle Li who was smiling and waving at him.

As soon as I looked at it, I saw a lump, cough, a very oversized young fat man, squatting opposite Uncle Li.

No, no, it's not squatting, he should be sitting, but with his physique, he said that this guy can have two hundred and five, and Cheng Chubi believes it.

"The little nephew has seen his uncle, he has seen His Royal Highness......" Cheng Chubi stepped forward quickly, first saluted Uncle Li, and then turned his head to salute Fat Li.

Li Tai lifted his eyelids, using his thin slit eyes, which were very different from Uncle Lee's.

looked at the tall and heroic Cheng Saburo in front of him, and squeezed out a peaceful smile on his fat face.

"It doesn't have to be like this, if Brother Chu Bi doesn't mind, just call me a compliment."

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