Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

According to her words, if he took the tea set back, he could ask the craftsmen to make some more exquisite tea sets.

Then he gave it as a reward to several ministers in the court and asked them to take it back and make tea.

Then the other ministers who did not receive the reward would certainly be curious and ask questions privately.

If they knew at this time that this tea set was sold in a shop in Xianyang City.

Would they be curious and buy one?

If I mention this shop again and allow them to buy and use it at will, then the chances of them buying it will greatly increase!

Ying Zheng raised his eyes and smiled, "Brother Qi, this is a good idea. Although Xianyang is a tourist village, there are really not many people doing business in this tea set business."

"I just opened an inn, and I'm really short of money right now."

..........

Qi Pan and Ying Zheng chatted for a long time. Seeing that it was getting late, Ying Zheng made an excuse that he had something to do and left with a set of tea sets.

When they left the house, they took Eleven away and left another guard behind.

After they left, Qi Pan slapped his thigh and remembered that he had not gone to Xianyang for fun today!

Looking at the sun that had already set over the mountain, Qi Pan sighed softly.

"Oh... forget it, we can't play today."

"Take a shower early and go upstairs to bed."

She turned around and went to the kitchen. Before she entered the kitchen, Twelve came out with a bucket of hot water.

As soon as he saw Qi Pan, he said, "Sir, the hot water is ready. Shall I bring it to you now?"

Qi Pan looked down at the bucket in Twelve's hand and said, "Okay, take it to the bathroom. I'll go upstairs to get some clothes and I'll be there in a minute. Thank you."

After saying that, Qi Pan turned around and walked upstairs.

Twelve stayed where he was, scratching the back of his head sheepishly.

After a long while, he managed to utter, "No, you're welcome."

But Qi Pan had already walked far away and didn't hear it at all.

After taking a shower, Qi Pan returned to his room and locked the door.

The weather was still a bit hot and humid at this time, so she closed the open window, leaving only a crack.

I lay down in bed, took out my cell phone, and looked at the page that still showed no signal.

Sighed again.

well........

I don’t know what’s going on, there is no signal in this mountain.

I can't even access the internet.

Fortunately, she downloaded some novels on her mobile phone before going out, so she could read them even without internet.

Thinking of this, Qipan opened the library and looked through the numerous lists, one by one.

Finally, I chose a quick-travel novel and clicked on it.

Scanned the introduction.

Yes, Not Bad.

I turned back decisively and continued reading.

...........

Xianyang Palace.

After Ying Zheng returned to the palace, he summoned the right prime minister Feng Quji to meet him.

At this moment, Feng Quji was standing in the center of the hall, bowing to Ying Zheng who was sitting at the top.

"I wonder what your majesty wants me to do?"

Wang Wan, who was sitting behind a desk on the side, holding a bamboo slip in his hand, had already pricked up his ears.

He was also curious about why His Majesty wanted to see Feng Quji.

Ying Zheng looked at the teapot, teacups and a row of tea pets placed on his desk, then raised his eyes to look at Feng Quji.

"Mr. Feng, I am short of money."

what?

Feng Quji was stunned!

Your Majesty, what do you mean?

What does it mean to be short of money?

He is missing it too!

Who among the civil and military officials in the court doesn’t know that the national treasury is empty?

But there is no way.

Due to years of war, the treasury has long been empty.

Military supplies, food, weapons and equipment, and relief for the people all require money.

Even if the national treasury has more silver and money, it is not enough to build it!

But he has no money in his house. Could it be that... Your Majesty wants him to donate some money?

Feng Quji raised his head slightly, glanced at Ying Zheng quietly, and said hesitantly.

"I know that the treasury is empty, but... your government..."

Before he could finish, Ying Zheng said, "I want to do business."

What? ? ?

Your Majesty wants to do business? ! !

Feng Quji was so frightened that he raised his head quickly and stared at Ying Zheng.

"Snapped!"

The bamboo slips in Wang Wan's hand fell to the ground.

He didn't have time to reach out to pick it up, and stood up hurriedly, "Your Majesty! No!"

"You are the king of the Qin Dynasty, His Majesty the Emperor of the Qin Dynasty. How can you do business?!"

"Among the classes of scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, merchants are the lowest and most despicable! How could you do this?!"

His words were unpleasant to the ear, but Ying Zheng's expression did not change at all.

He only glanced at Wang Wan calmly and said, "Then my treasury is empty, what can you do?"

"Winter is coming in a few months, and we need to prepare warm clothing for the border soldiers."

"But the treasury has no money. Where will the warm clothes come from? Where will the military pay come from?"

"Have you ever thought about this, Lord Wang?"

this.......

Wang Wan's face was a little stiff. "Your Majesty, I know what you said. However, doing business...is against etiquette and law."

How could an emperor go into business and pursue profits with businessmen?

This is illegal.

If the people knew about this, how would they view Your Majesty?

What will they say about Your Majesty?

Ying Zheng said.

"If doing business can solve the problem of soldiers on the border keeping warm, solve the problem of military pay, and improve the problem of food rations for our Qin soldiers."

"I am willing to do it! I must do it! I even have to do it!!"

As long as the soldiers are well fed, warmly clothed and equipped with the best weapons.

Even if the court officials opposed and the people talked about it, he still wanted to do business!

Wang Wan's face was pale and he stammered for a long time without knowing what to say.

Feng Quji asked, "What kind of business does Your Majesty want to do? Where to start?"

Ying Zheng lowered his eyes and looked at the tea set in front of him, "This is the teapot, teacup, and tea pet that I just brought back from the inn."

He raised his eyes to look at the reclining chair on one side of the hall, and the set of tables and chairs that Eleven had just made.

"And the tables and chairs over there, I plan to open a shop in the city to sell these things."

Inn?

Feng Quji didn't know about Qi Pan's matter. He looked at the imperial desk in front of Ying Zheng in confusion.

"These are teapots, teacups, and tea pets? What are they used for?"

Then Ying Zheng told Qi Pan how he met her, what happened in the past two days, and how to use the tea set.

Feng Quji's eyes widened in surprise, "Really...really someone from two thousand years later?!"

"Yes."

Even after receiving Ying Zheng's affirmation, Feng Quji still couldn't calm down.

This is really incredible!

How could people from two thousand years later come here?

Or is it from the Qin State?

However, His Majesty believed it, and he dared not doubt it anymore.

So they continued discussing the tea set.

............

Yan State.

Prince Dan paced back and forth anxiously, and when he saw Jing Ke coming in, he hurried to greet him.

"how?"

Jing Ke held a box in his hand and handed it to Prince Dan, "OK, this is General Fan's head."

The box was oozing blood, and the bright red blood dripped onto the ground bit by bit.

Soon a small puddle formed on the ground.