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Chapter 237 Growth Price

A group of people surrounded the trophy after robbing Dongshi. The atmosphere was strange, a bit like the illusion of bandits waiting for the village leader to divide gold and silver.

Li Su squatted in front of the messy bunch of silk, looked at it for a while, and shook her head.

Cheng Chumo was very concerned about eating green vegetables. Seeing that Li Su was not right, he couldn't help but hurriedly said, "Can't you use it?"

Seeing that Li Su didn't say anything, Cheng Chumo was anxious and turned around and greeted him. The members shouted and left. Obviously, these lawless guys were planning to make the second vote...

"Stop! Brother Cheng, don't commit any evil. Let the cloth merchants in Dongcheng City go and help. First pick out all the colored and too thick cloths. You can't ask for these..."

Cheng Chumo and his men stepped forward one after another, and a group of rough men picked and chose from the colorful pile of cloth. In order to eat green vegetables, everyone was very good at it.

After choosing, only five or six plain cloths remain.

The country of Silk is indeed well-known. Thousand-year civilization not only breeds culture, but also countless exquisite creations. Silk is a gift given to this hard-working nation by God. I don’t know how heavy this gift is, but I don’t know how great it is for thousands of years. Countless foreign countries are crazy about it, and because of it, they have walked out a Silk Road and spread this exquisite artwork that is as beautiful as the mortal world to the whole world...

Li Su slowly stroked the soft texture from the silk, and his literary heart was flooded for a moment. His eyes and movements made Cheng Chumo and a cadre's heart shine.

"Brother, brother!" Cheng Chumo woke up the literary youth: "A few pieces of rags are so ecstatic to the touch. What kind of hobbies?"

Old Li Su blushed: "No, it's very comfortable to touch..."

Cheng Chumo pulled a piece of cloth, kneaded it rudely twice, and curled his lips: "It's just that. It's not as comfortable as your dog to touch. I've agreed to invite me to eat dog meat next month."

The remaining cloth silk was good. Li Su picked it up for a while, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He picked out a piece of cloth as thin as a cicada's wing from the pile of cloth silk, and said happily: "Where did this?"

Cheng Chumo stayed silent for a while and said, "I just want to take it. How can I know where it comes out?"

He looked back at the partisans, and a group of rough men shook their heads. Obviously, they were not professional. They only looked at objects and did not ask where they were from.

Cheng Chumo couldn't hold back his face and waved his big hand: "Check!"

A group took the cloth that Li Su picked up, tear off a corner and stuffed it into his arms, then rode on a horse and galloped towards the east city.

Li Su looked at the sun for a while, well, the light transmittance is very good. Through the thin cloth silk, the sunlight can still feel the warm and roasted temperature in the palm of the palm, and the sealing is also good. The cloth silk fiber is made very fine and the stitches are not airtight. Not only that, the weight is also very light, and it seems that you can't feel the weight when you touch it in the palm of your hand.

I once heard in my previous life that there was a burial object unearthed from an ancient tomb weighing only a few dozen grams in total. Li Su has never believed it. Now that the cloth is in his hand, Li Su has to admit that ancient people were really wise, and they are even smarter in this regard than later generations who have been in more than a thousand years. At least modern machines cannot make such garments that cost dozens of grams.

"This is good, so I'll decide this. Brother Cheng, we'll have green vegetables in the middle of winter." Li Su was overjoyed.

Cheng Chumo pointed to the set shelves and said, "You don't mean to use this kind of cloth to put it on it, right?"

Li Su nodded and said anxiously: "It's not cheap, right?"

"It's not cheap, thousands of guan is indispensable. If you grab it, you're afraid of trouble. It's a bit too much..." Cheng Chumo scratched his head in distress, deeply ashamed of his timidity, because the vote was too big and he dared not do it.

Li Su bewitched with disbelief: "Why... ask your father to rob?"

Cheng Chu gave him a silent look: "My father doesn't dare... why don't you rob me? Who!"

Li Su sighed, and he didn't dare to do it. It seemed that this cost could not be saved. In order to eat green vegetables, it was worth it. After planting it, I asked a few helpers to push wooden carts to Chang'an City to sell green vegetables. In the winter, the powerful people in Chang'an City must go crazy. People who sell ten cents on weekdays, Li Su dared to sell ten cents. If you like to buy, don't buy them, get out of business, and die!

In less than two months, the cost should be recovered, and the next step is the pure profit stage.

The Tang Dynasty's off-season vegetable basket project is beautiful, and its career has once again ushered in a period of rising...

At that time, I would drag a cart of green vegetables to the Tai Chi Palace and say to Li Shimin in a coquettish manner: "A cart of green vegetables will be replaced by you, will it be replaced? Will it be replaced?"

If Li Shimin's mind has never been pinched by the door, he shouldn't have changed.

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The sun was already west, and seeing that the city gate was about to close, Cheng Chumo planned to stay in Taiping Village today and not leave.

The two squatted by the field, chatting without a word.

The topics of chatting with Cheng Chumo and chatting with Wang Zhi are completely different. Wang Zhi talks about rumors and gossip in the market. There is no point in the face of both parents and other people, so he will talk about wherever he thinks.

What Cheng Chumo talked about the most was the affairs of the court.

There is no way, the reincarnation technology is too perfect. Cheng Chumo is destined to take root in the court in this life. The gossip in the market has no chance of him. As long as he does not do anything such as treason such as treason and killing his father, the next generation of Duke Lu must be him.

"The last time the Feng family murder case was very big. After His Majesty was cut off, there was still discussion in the court. Although the Crown Prince was innocent in that case, some court officials were still dissatisfied and thought there was something wrong with it, saying that it was the doctor of the Right Department of Justice who was a scapegoat..."

Li Su blinked: "You are also a meritorious child. Do you interact with the prince on weekdays?"

Cheng Chumo scratched his head: "When I was a child, you were still the King of Qin at that time. You valued my Cheng family very much. You often asked my father to take me to the Qin Palace to play. Occasionally, Your Majesty also brought the prince to my house to play. At that time, I and the prince got along well... Not only me, but also from the Yuchi family, Uncle Duan's family, Fang family, Qin family, and so on, we all got along well with the prince."

Cheng Chumo sighed: "In the first year of Zhenguan, after he was officially appointed as the crown prince, he became alienated from us, the descendants of the generals and the descendants. In fact, he also had contacts. He felt much more indifferent and occasionally summoned us to the East Palace to chat and talk. But every word he said was false, as if he was deliberately trying to win over, and he would like to reward this and that one, and I would always be the crown prince, and I would always be his subject, and I would never have the freedom of my childhood."

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ps: I've been sick for a few days, but I've survived it. Thank you for understanding.
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