Chapter Twenty-Eight: This Child Is So Simple

Break another bowl for Mi Ji.

By the time of the third bowl, Zhao Qi had no illusions, and was ready to serve it himself, and then he saw his eldest brother touch his head gently, and put a bowl of steaming mutton steamed buns in front of him.

"Come on, eat slowly, be careful, don't burn ......"

"Uh-huh-hmm......"

Zhao Qi had already been amused by this rich aroma at this time, and he couldn't take care of his eldest brother's teasing, so he was busy eating.

The monkey's anxious little look made Zhao Ying laugh dumbly.

This meal was hot and warm.

After eating a big bowl, the little sister whose little belly has become round can only suck her fingers and watch her eldest brother feast, bowl after bowl. Zhao Qi is similar, he can't eat two bowls, and he can only watch weakly.

Ji Ji looked at Zhao Ying with a doting expression.

"I have heard people say that the old general of Zhao State, Lian Po, can eat a bucket of rice, ten catties of meat, infinite strength, people can still open a three-stone strong bow in old age, I look at Ying'er, you have a lot of food, I'm afraid it is not much worse than the old general Lian......"

Zhao Ying tilted his face and drank all the soup in the bowl, then put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"I don't know what's going on lately, but the amount of food has suddenly increased dramatically, and it seems that my strength has grown a lot......"

Now that he has decided to find an opportunity to "expose" his "infinitely powerful" talent, Zhao Ying took the opportunity to quietly foreshadow in front of his family.

lest it be too abrupt in the future.

"Your winner's ancestor has produced such a fierce general as Fei Lian and Evil, and your ancestor Wulie Wang Dang can also carry the tripod, and my son's food has increased greatly, so don't you want to grow into a strong man like your ancestor......"

Mi Ji obviously didn't take it to heart, and joked with a smile.

The family gossiped for a while, and Zhao Ying got up to say goodbye.

Before leaving, he walked to his good brother with a concerned face and told him with a concerned face.

"Second brother, you must study hard, don't want to be lazy because Ah Weng is not at home - how is the "poem" memorized, tomorrow for my brother to check your progress......"

After saying that, he patted him on the shoulder earnestly and strode away.

As a good brother, you have to care more about your brother's studies!

However, after eating today, he didn't rush to the back garden to work hard and exercise, because another of his personal servants came back.

According to the memory of the predecessor, like Mo, this servant named Sao is also from the old Qin, his father and ancestors are veterans, and unlike the shrewd Mo, Sao's temperament is a little straightforward, but he is the same loyalty.

So, on the first day after he crossed, he sent this one out.

There are some things that must be done sooner.

After all, he is still just a mediocre little prince in the Fusu Prince's mansion, and no one will pay attention to such an obscure little emperor.

If you wait for yourself to be in everyone's sight and be targeted, it will not be so convenient to do it again.

"Little boy—"

Although the name of Sao is a bit sassy, but the person is very well-behaved, even a little rigid, as soon as he came back, he didn't even have time to drink the hot soup, so he found Zhao Ying in a hurry.

Looking at the tall and burly, fully one-meter-eighty-year-old Sao, standing in front of him with the corners of his mouth chapped at the corners of his mouth, Zhao Ying couldn't help but show a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Chong Sao waved his hand.

"Don't be in such a hurry, you go wash up first, eat a bowl of hot rice and then come over ......"

"No ......"

Before he could say more, Zhao Ying's face sank, and he bombarded people without saying a word.

This is the only henchman he can use at present, and the big baby who can block arrows for himself at a critical moment can't be slowed down.

Zhao Ying specially instructed the kitchen to prepare a large portion of mutton steamed buns for Sao, plus two catties of mutton and a pot of good wine.

Sao's heart went down warmly.

The little boy is benevolent!

Zhao Ying lit the lamp and read the book by himself.

But in a quarter of an hour or so, Sao came back in a hurry.

"Little boy—"

Zhao Ying unhurriedly put down the bamboo slip in his hand and glanced at it. The mouth was oily and sweaty, and he should have come over after eating.

I couldn't help but feel more and more satisfied.

Sometimes, a qualified subordinate does not necessarily need to be talented, but he must be faithful enough to always take his commands to heart.

This sao is very good!

"Let's talk about it, how is the investigation......"

"Back to the little boy, the villain followed your instructions, and sure enough, he found a few open-air charcoal around Xianyang, some local poor families, occasionally used to burn fires for heating, but the charcoal is poisonous, and many people have died, and there are fewer people who use it later......"

When Zhao Ying heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile that couldn't be concealed.

Coal!

There's this stuff around here!

This is the first pot of gold he prepared for himself.

What was the most profitable in the Qin Dynasty?

Of course, it is salt and iron, but since the Shang Dynasty changed the law, the Qin State has controlled the benefits of Shanze and learned from the Qi State to start a salt and iron monopoly. Although he is the eldest grandson of Great Qin, he does not dare to risk the disapproval of the world, and he runs to engage in some salt and iron business, which is basically no different from looking for death.

If it is said that in this era, it is not illegal, it is not taken seriously, it can be started with a small capital, and there is a huge market potential, then it must be coal.

Therefore, after he crossed over, after knowing the situation he might face, he immediately set his eyes on this piece of fat.

He had to keep a back hand for himself.

If it really comes to the point where you need to rise up together and compete in the world, what do you expect to recruit?

That's going to have to be money!

Lots of money!

And coal is the best entry point for his current situation.

However, this is not the best time.

In this matter, he didn't want to use the power of the Fusu Prince's mansion, and an imperial eldest grandson rashly interfered in Shangjia, which was still a little too conspicuous.

So, in order to get moving, two things must be resolved.

One is reliable manpower, the other is money!

Zhao Ying felt that as a junior, it was time for him to visit those uncles and aunts, and the family should be harmonious and come and go often.

After receiving the information that Sao had worked so hard to collect, Zhao Ying waved his hand and gave Sao a holiday.

"You go home and rest for a few days, you won't be on duty for a few days, and in a few days, you will have to work hard to go out of the house once - there are not many people I can trust now, so I can only work hard for you......"

Zhao Ying reached out and patted Sao's shoulder.

How have you experienced this?

As soon as he thought that he was so important in the little boy's mind, his blood immediately surged, his little face turned red, and he looked at Zhao Ying solemnly.

"The villain is willing to die for the little boy!"

Looking at the child's excited expression, Zhao Ying himself was almost embarrassed.

Alas, the common people of this era are still too simple.

That's nice!