Chapter 32 Thirteen Spices and Tea

"Fang Aiqing, do you believe he can do it?"

Seeing the figure of his eleventh lang disappearing outside the hall, Li Shimin squinted his eyes and asked leisurely: "After a year, there are 300 overturned cars every month, and the price is as long as the price?" ”

Smiling slightly, Fang Xuanling put down the teacup in his hand, nodded and said, "Your Majesty, the minister believes in King Han, since he agrees, he will definitely be able to do it!" ”

"Oh? Fang Aiqing is so confident in him? It can't be because of King Han and your daughter's relationship, right? ”

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Li Shimin asked with some curiosity. He, the second brother, didn't have so much confidence in his younger brother, and he had always wondered if that kid wanted to find a reason not to come to the court, but he didn't expect Fang Xuanling to have so much confidence in Li Yuanjia.

After pondering for a while, Fang Xuanling smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, although the minister does attach great importance to King Han because of his daughter's marriage, but ...... If you want to have confidence in this matter, it is because of King Han's previous exploits! Hehe, Qu Yuan plough is not mentioned, Datang has benefited a lot, that is, those thirteen incense, white paper and tea produced by Han Wangfu are also not to be underestimated, and which one can be done by others? ”

While speaking, Fang Xuanling also secretly slandered himself in his heart.

The confidence he only had because of the marriage between King Han and his daughter? And what about your Majesty the Emperor?

Li Yuanjia clearly said before that there were fifty carpenters and fifty miscellaneous servants, three hundred overturned cars a month, and only one was always paid, but when the emperor finally made the decision, it became fifty carpenters and one hundred miscellaneous servants, and two hundred and fifty overturned cars a month, each of which gave King Han two yuan......

If it weren't for the emperor's pity for his brother, then he would have seen a ghost!

However, there is one thing that Fang Xuanling is telling the truth, that is, he is really confident in Li Yuanjia, the king of Han. Although his future son-in-law "does not seek progress", in the eyes of Lao Fang, as a prince, he has done a good job, and his talent in those craftsman things is even more amazing!

It's just that after listening to his words, Li Shimin was a little dazed: "Fang Aiqing, I understand the benefits of the white paper made in Shishilang's house, the price is cheap, and it is better than the fine products of the Li family's paper mill...... But how useful are thirteen spices and tea? ”

For the emperor, whether it is thirteen incense or tea, it is nothing more than a thing of pleasure.

In particular, the land that Li Yuanjia sent people to the south to buy was specially used to plant tea trees, and he did not hesitate to send people to buy tea every year, and sent it back to Chang'an after frying......

Li Shimin didn't understand, what was the use of that thing besides drinking?

"This ......"

After hesitating for a moment, Fang Xuanling said: "Your Majesty, the thirteen incense sticks are indeed just for the sake of the tongue, but the thirteen incense that King Han transported from Luzhou at the beginning also sold for a lot of money......

"Ahem! Ahem! ”

When he heard this, Li Shimin's face darkened, and he subconsciously coughed twice.

“……”

Fang Xuanling immediately understood what the emperor meant, his face was suddenly slightly embarrassed, and he hurriedly remedied: "Although those thirteen incense sticks were asked for by other people, they were all given to the ...... The cost of work, and the king also paid the tax of the city truthfully! Nowadays, there are six or seven companies in Chang'an City that do thirteen incense businesses, and they pay thousands of taxes every month! ”

"Huh? So much? ”

After listening to Fang Xuanling's words this time, Li Shimin was a little surprised.

"Yes, Your Majesty, just more, no less!"

Nodding, Fang Xuanling sighed: "There are many rich people in Chang'an, and the monthly sales volume is naturally not low. And those spices are already very valuable, and they are even more expensive after being made into thirteen spices...... Even if the thirteen incense is not a rarity now, it still has to be a tael of money! ”

"Consistently? Is it just a matter of one or two now? ”

After hearing Fang Xuanling's number, Li Shimin's expression became strange again. He remembered that the thirteen incense that Li Yuanjia's kid sold to others seemed to be five or two, right? How long has it been since I fell a tael of money?

“…… Yes, Your Majesty. ”

Fang Xuanling also felt a little speechless, and nodded with a dry smile.

The dignified Prince of the Tang Dynasty pulled down his son to do business, and he did it so shrewdly, which made the two of them, Li Yuanjia's second brother and the future father-in-law, a little disgraced, and helpless.

So after Li Shimin nodded, he immediately changed the topic: "Fang Aiqing, don't mention these thirteen incense!" Is the tea you just talking about other than drinking? ”

"According to the king, it is true!"

Taking a deep breath, Fang Xuanling's expression immediately became serious: "Your Majesty, by chance, the king once said that it was the nomads in the north...... Ahem, the king called the barbarians who were engaged in grazing and did not do farming nomads, and they had no fixed place to live and were nomadic in all directions. ”

Smiling slightly, Li Shimin nodded: "Hehe, this statement is also appropriate." In this way, the Turks and Tibetans are nomads, right? ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Nodding, Fang Xuanling continued: "The king said that people must eat a variety of foods in the world, and if they only eat meat or vegetables or grains, they will be very easy to get sick. The nomads don't farm, and there are no vegetables or berries on the grassland, so they eat nothing more than meat and dairy products on weekdays......"

"Huh?"

When he heard this, Li Shimin's heart turned, and his eyes were slowly widening.

After a pause, Fang Xuanling continued: "And according to the king, tea is rich in ...... Ahem, in short, there are some things that nomads who only eat meat, milk and other things on weekdays need very much! And the roasted tea made by their Han Wangfu is not perishable, it can be stored for a long time, and it will inevitably bring countless benefits to my Datang in the future, just like salt and iron......"

When he heard this, where could Li Shimin still hold on? After rubbing it, he stood up directly: "Fang Aiqing, is this true?!" ”

"Your Majesty, the minister doesn't know!"

Fang Xuanling replied calmly, and soon poured a basin of cold water on Li Shimin, who was excited.

"I don't know?"

"Yes, I don't know!"

Nodding, Fang Xuanling took a deep breath and said, "Actually, even King Han himself is just a guess, saying that these things are all from some books...... However, the minister thinks that there is some truth in what the king said. Whether it is the Turkic or the Tubo, it is indeed easy to get some diseases that we Tang people are not easy to have, and I have already found someone to verify this. ”

"Well, guess......"

"Even if it's just a guess, it's worth a try!"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Fang Xuanling said in a deep voice: "The king said that after the roasted tea is sent to Chang'an this year, he will take out some for the imperial court to try, and take it to the north to trade with our neighbors to see ......"