After reading the letter written by his son, Bilege almost exploded on the spot.

This rebellious son!

Not only did he not spy on any secrets of the Song State, he lingered in the prosperity of the Song State.

That's fine, he even licked his face and persuaded his father to surrender.

Brother Bile thought about it and felt that this matter could not be known to others, otherwise he would be left home with a shame.

So he threw the letter into the fire and completely dissolved.

Then, he sent his most capable subordinate, Maureen, to disguise himself, to tie the rebellious son back.

"Don't worry, the queen will bring His Highness back soon."

"Molin, don't be fooled by the Song people's tricks."

"I have no interest in the strange and lewd skills of the Song people."

"Go and bring that gangster back. I will punish him well!"

A month later, when Morin arrived in Tokyo, it was the Spring Festival.

Tokyo City is decorated with lights and colors.

The people pasted door gods on the door and pasted Spring Festival couplets next to them.

Young people are wearing new clothes and children are wearing tiger shoes.

In the evening, there was a grand fireworks party by the Bian River.

Morin sat on the side of the road. It had just snowed and it was a little cold.

He looked at the neatly arranged lights on the roadside with some stunning excitement.

It's so wasteful, arranged the lights neatly on the roadside?

Too wasteful!

The government of Song State is too luxurious!

Soon, the shop owner brought a bowl of spicy beef noodles.

Morin was immediately attracted by the fragrance, and he took a bite and stayed in place.

There is such delicious food in the world!

Soon, Ba Ershu came.

"General Mo, my father sent you here, but I was moved by my sincerity?"

Morin ignored the Baer Stories and finished the noodles with big mouthfuls.

After eating, I drank another bottle of aged daughter red.

At this moment, Morin felt that the whole month of the starry night was thrown out of the sky.

There is such a delicious food in the world!

"General Mo, have my father been moved by my sincerity?"

Molin then reacted: "Yes! Your Highness's deep credit, and the king felt quite moved after seeing it, so he sent me here."

"Will the father be willing to surrender to the Song Dynasty?"

"I need to inspect this for a while."

"How long will General Mo plan to inspect?"

"It's enough to finish all the food in Tokyo."

"Um?"

"Oh no, I mean, it will take at least half a year!"

The two hands next to him looked at each other and muttered in their hearts: General, that's not what you said on the way you came!

Ba Ershu didn't ask too much, and ordered a bowl of beef noodles to taste.

He likes to eat the beef noodles from Lao Liu's family, especially the spicy ones.

They will fry the dried red peppers with old oil to make them fragrant.

After a meal of noodles, Ba Ershu called the waiter.

He put twenty cents on the table, and the waiter smiled and said, "Customer, this is probably not enough."

"Why isn't it enough? Your house price has increased?"

"No, look at this table, there are four bowls in total, eighty cents."

Ba Erju's face darkened and he looked at Morin.

Morin: "Oh, the fireworks over there are so beautiful."

"Yes, yes, general, the fireworks in Tokyo are so beautiful."

Ba Ershu exposed Molin directly: "General Mo, do you have no money for noodles?"

"It's not that there aren't any, I just think the fireworks are beautiful."

Damn! It's just gone! Don't pretend here, okay!

Ba Er Shu felt a little painful, it was very hard for him to make money in Tokyo.

Working until late every day.

Tokyo is a famous city that never sleeps. It is normal for ordering takeout from the night before yesterday to the night next.

"General Mo, don't blame me for not reminding you that I can't survive in Tokyo without money."

Molin's face turned red. After all, he was a general in Gaochang Country. He was a good player to kill the enemy.

I saw too many interesting things all the way from Gaochang to the Song Dynasty.

I couldn't hold it back for a while and my pockets quickly became empty.

These Song people are not good things, they just know how to steal my money!

Ba Ershu stood up and prepared to leave.

Morin finally couldn't help it: "Your Highness, why don't we do a big vote? Everyone's income will be considerable."

"General Mo, don't. The security of this Tokyo city is stricter than anywhere else. The Imperial City Guards are everywhere, and those civil society groups are all broken." Ba Ershu was quite worried that Molin would be in trouble in Tokyo City. He warned very seriously, "If you want to be safe here, follow the rules, otherwise you will die miserably."

Morin pulled down his old face: "Please give me some advice."

"It's very simple. Come to my trading company to deliver takeout, you can earn 300 yuan a day!"

"So much! What is this takeaway, so profitable."

"I'll know when I come."

So Molin licked his face and wrote a letter to Bilege.

After reading the letter, Bilege nodded and praised: "General Mo is more reliable in doing business. Investigate well in the Song State. If you have the chance, you can assassinate the dog emperor at any time!"

Of course he didn't know that his son and his love would deliver takeout in Tokyo City.

When the economy has prospered to a certain extent, the hot blood that once once was softened to your bones.

It's not that people become cowards.

Isn’t it fragrant for a beautiful and stable life?

He Liming sent another report, and Zhao Huan laughed silently after reading it: Another takeaway delivery came!

Putting the trivial matters of Baerhu and Molin aside, Zhao Huan has important things now.

The economic setbacks of the South China Sea kings have been hit. Gaochang has been very strict in the management of the Northwest Silk Road recently. The economic recovery speed in the Northeast has been slower than expected, and the construction progress of Guangnan East Road has also been delayed in the future.

At the same time, Jiaozi's issuance exceeded the speed of normal economic development.

There is obvious inflation in Tokyo.

The princes have been in the countries in the South China Sea for several years, and their economy is like a piece of shit?

Because of the beginning of winter, Northeast China is basically seeking death when going out now.

The economy of Guangnan Xinfu cannot improve so quickly.

In short, the imperial court had a little excessive amount of Jiaozi.

If this matter is reported again, Zhao Ding's head is about to move.
Chapter completed!