Tai Chi Temple.

The candle flame flickered, illuminating the entire hall as if it was day, and Shengping Emperor Shenghong walked slowly in the hall with his hands behind his back.

He's eating.

After listening to Qian San's report, he couldn't help laughing: "Did he really say that? ”

"Yes, a lot of people in the bookstore have heard it." Qian San, the chief manager of Ouchi, also laughed.

"Recklessly." Sheng Hong shook his head: "But it's also useful, before the test, no one should dare to touch porcelain with him." ”

Speaking of the word porcelain, he couldn't help but hook his lower lip again.

This mouth is indeed poisonous.

But the poison is good.

He thought that the temple test was coming soon.

Chapter 105: Sheng Hong's Milk

Sheng Hong is forty-five years old this year, and as an emperor, this age can be called young and strong.

He was fair-skinned, a somewhat thin figure, and had a few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes when he smiled.

Although his temperament is noble, it is not intimidating, because he does not have the uncertainties and unpredictable thoughts of other emperors, and pretends to be majestic.

Before he ascended the throne, he loved to needle the times and guide the country.

After ascending the throne, this great prosperity was really his, and he was like a fish in water, and he liked to express his views on various events.

He loves to criticize and write articles, and loves to express his own opinions, he is not like an emperor who controls the life and death of the people in the world, but like a scholar who loves the long and the short, and praises the good and devalues the evil.

At this time, he circled half the hall and came to the door of the main hall, and he paused.

The door of the hall was wide open, and the biting cold wind entered the hall smoothly without any hindrance, and he rushed towards Sheng Hong's head with his teeth and claws.

But Sheng Hong didn't realize it.

At night, small snowflakes are still falling.

"Holy Lord, watch out for the dragon body."

Seeing Sheng Hong standing at the door without moving, Qian San couldn't help but speak.

Although Sheng Hong was wearing a tiger skin cloak, Sheng Hong fell ill a few years ago, and his body was just right, how could Qian San not worry at this time.

When Sheng Hong heard this, he suddenly laughed again: "It's a bit of a hurry, no one dares to invite him to the party now, otherwise it's just touching porcelain." ”

Qian 3: "......"

I was still thinking about Li Qiaona.

"Where are similar young people in Dasheng now? Why didn't you come to me? Sheng Hong said again.

"Li Juzi is already here, he alone can top 10,000 people." Qian San said with a smile.

"Li Qiao." Sheng Hong smiled and sighed softly: "One person's manpower, when there is a poor time, how can you rely on one person." ”

With that, he walked towards the side hall of the Taiji Hall.

Seeing this, Qian San put away the smile on his face and hurriedly followed.

The hall is the place where Sheng Hong summons the minister on weekdays and approves the folds, and when he comes to the hall of the talents, he puts the unfinished folds aside, and then spreads the usual peach blossom paper.

Staring at the natural imprint like a peach blossom on the peach blossom paper, after a moment, he picked up the ivory wolf pen and began to write.

A quarter of an hour later, he put his pen away.

He looked at Qian San beside him: "Summoning Yan Qing into the palace, the topic of this examination is from this article." ”

Qian San said softly.

Hurry up and let people summon the scholar Yan Anbang Yan into the palace.

Mr. Yan is the chief examiner of this examination, and he sees that the examination will be held next month, but the topic of the examination has not yet been decided.

Lord Yan had already urged him once a year ago, but the saint had never asked the question.

Unexpectedly, at the end of the day, the saint actually wrote a new article!

Now the capital's moves are going to be busy.

On the seventh day of the first month, Han Ning came.

He came to give Li Qiao autumn pear paste and divide it into Japanese milk.

The autumn pear paste has a good effect, and the word of mouth quickly spreads out, and it sells very well.

The price of autumn pear paste is like the stewed vegetables in the Han family's stewed restaurant, which is not really close to the people.

After all, it is made of sour pears in winter, and ten catties of sour pears can make about one pound of autumn pear paste, and even if it is an ordinary version, it also has rock sugar, honey and other good things added to it, so the ordinary version of autumn pear paste is two taels of silver a catty, and the herbs are three taels of silver a catty.

At that time, the Han family had a total of more than 20,000 catties of sour pears, half of which were made into an ordinary version of autumn pear paste, and half of which were made into a herbal version of autumn pear paste.

Ten catties of sour pears can make about one pound of autumn pear paste, so 20,000 catties of sour pears can make two thousand catties of autumn pear paste.

However, at that time, the Chinese New Year was approaching, and the Han family had to go around, plus what they kept, so the Han family sold a total of 1,300 catties of autumn pear paste.

Among them, the ordinary version is 700 catties, and the herbal version is 600 catties, and according to the agreement with Li Qiao, Li Qiao can get a total of 960 taels of silver.

Less than 1,000 taels, this number is not much, but this year is just the beginning, and when the autumn pears are ripe next year and the yield is raised, the Li buckwheat will have more achievements.

The Han family is very happy, in previous years, those sour pears could only be sold for about 200 taels, but this year, when they were made into autumn pear paste, his family earned more than 2,000 taels at once!

Moreover, in addition to the real silver, there are also some invisible benefits, and his family's stewed restaurant has been able to open steadily until now, not only because he has found a backer, but also because his family has given gifts to other big businessmen who sell noodles.

The autumn pear paste has been unanimously praised by these people, and these people are satisfied with the autumn pear paste, so his family's stewed food restaurant can continue to open steadily.

Yes, the Han family couldn't be more grateful to Li Qiao.

As for milk, when Li Qiao first arrived in Shengjing, Han Ning sent Li Qiao a cheese snack bought from outside, Li Qiao and Tao Zhu both liked that snack very much, Li Qiao, as a dim sum genius, wanted to make a similar snack by himself, so he asked him about milk.

Cow's milk is a good thing, but the cow produces less milk, and the milk is easy to deteriorate and is not good to store, so there is not much milk circulating in the market.

Those who can afford to drink cow's milk are high-ranking officials and nobles.

There is no shortage of cattle and no shortage of Zhuangzi, they are all raising cattle in their own Zhuangzi, self-produced and drunk, ordinary people want to buy milk, there are few channels, and it is not stable.

The Han family's love for milk is average, and the Han family has no stable channels to buy milk, but now Li Qiao has opened his mouth, and he must use a lot of milk to make dim sum, so Han Ning simply bought a small Zhuangzi and bought cows to be born, learning from those rich and noble people to produce and drink.

Busy now, his family can finally provide Li Qiao with stable fresh milk.

But at present, there is not much fresh milk, and only a few catties or more than a dozen catties of milk can be provided to Li Buckwheat every day.

Han Ning was so attentive, Li Qiao was very moved, the Han family's milk, he was also very satisfied, he hadn't drunk milk for a long time, and at this time, looking at the white milk, he couldn't help but itch his hands.

He and Han Ning were already very familiar, so he didn't pay attention to it, and went directly to the kitchen with the milk.

He was going to make some milk tea first.

"Brother Han, this is the chestnut cake that Brother Zhu just made today, you can taste it." Li Qiao brought out Tao Zhu's newly made dim sum and put it on the small dining table in the kitchen.

Han Ning sat on the small bench and thanked him with a smile, then pinched a piece of chestnut cake and put it in his mouth.

This chestnut cake has a crispy crust, the filling inside is soft and not sweet, and the taste is very good. ”

"Brother Zhu made some more snacks in the future, and I will leave some for you." Li Qiao said.

"No, no, no, I don't particularly like dim sum, so I won't bother Brother Zhu." Han Ning hurriedly shook his head.

"I'm going to have a new snack at home, and even if you don't like it, your family will love it." Li Qiao said with a smile.

Anyway, there is a lot of milk, so you can make a lot of snacks.

"Ready for a new snack?" Han Ning was a little surprised.

"Yes, Brother Zhu has a lot of free time and a lot of milk, so he just tosses around."

"Cheng, then I'll wait for the new dim sum." Han Ning was very happy, the new products of the Li family's dim sum shop, he tasted it before everyone in Pingcheng!

After eating a chestnut cake, he couldn't help but take another piece: "Speaking of which, the day before yesterday, you and Brother Zhu had a dispute with Qian Shen in Qingyun Bookstore?" ”

"You've heard?" Li Qiao sat in front of the stove with a flint and prepared to make a fire, and looked at him when she heard the words.

Tao Zhu stood in front of the stove and looked at him with wide eyes: "Brother Han, where did you hear that?" ”

"It's all over the place. I heard the diners of the stewed restaurant mention this matter, so I inquired in detail, that Qian Shen is the younger brother of Dali Temple, and Dali Temple is the official of Zhengliupin, so don't be afraid, this is not a big deal. ”

"I see." Li Qian raised her eyebrows.

Qian Shen was obviously drinking at the time, and he was able to rush to the bookstore, which showed that Qian Shen's house was nearby.

It also shows that someone has sent money to Shen to spread the news.

Qian Shen, a character who rushes to the front, is usually cannon fodder, a bit of identity, but his identity is definitely not high, and he scolds Tao Zhuug and wants to step on him to become famous, how can he still have a smiling face.

Even if Qian Shen's status is high, then he is not afraid, if he is offended, he will be offended, the royal pen plaque is hanging at the door of his house, who dares to attack him openly because of a few words of verbal dispute?

As for whether it will come to the yin, heh, he welcomes the one who will come to the yin, and see who will die when he sees it.

"Don't worry, you're ready to try."

Han Ning laughed as he spoke, Li Qiao said the word porcelain is too good, and it can block a lot of trouble.

If you want him to say, what kind of meeting is it, and seriously prepare for the exam is true.

Besides, Li Qiao did not have the habit of gathering around to make friends before the exam, and Li Qiao studied hard behind closed doors before every exam.

Li Qiao had already lit the fire in the stove, and nodded with a smile when she heard the words: "I think so too." ”

The word touching porcelain will definitely make this year's candidates unhappy to see him, and these people must want to compete with him more.

But he didn't accept the offer, and he frankly admitted that he was not good at poetry, in this case, there is only one place where this year's candidates can overpower him:

Examination room.

Everyone else is riveting to press him, so he naturally has to work hard.

So, in the following days, except for going to the Ministry of Rites to register, he never went out again, his ears did not listen to the things outside the window, and he only read the books of sages.

When he was concentrating on studying, Tao Zhu, in addition to taking care of his daily life, had the greatest pleasure of tossing milk.