"Sell, sell, sell, you, the prince of the Tang Dynasty, keep talking every day, either buying or selling, what kind of thing is it? If you want to be a businessman, now ask your father for an edict immediately, you can go and do business immediately!" With a angrily reprimand, Li Chengqian's other ear fell into the hands of Empress Changsun.

"Ahh! Mother, be gentle, be gentle, your ears are about to fall off!" Li Chengqian tilted his head and followed his mother's hand strength, constantly turning around, but he did not dare to struggle too much.

There is no way, my mother is pregnant again, and now she is having a big belly. If something goes wrong, he will not be able to explain to the old man.

"It's good if you lose it, it's just enough to give you a better memory." Empress Changsun continued to teach her son a lesson.

This guy is really smart, but there is only one thing that doesn’t seek to be ambitious.

Every day, I always think of things in my mind, either making money or slandering people, and not doing anything serious. I don’t think about who the crown prince talks about making money every day? Is the Tang Dynasty royal family really poor enough to make money as a dignified prince?

However, Li Chengqian also had his own explanation. After being grabbed by his mother, he said with a bitter face: "My mother, isn't there any way I can do this? Look at the subordinates of the father's son, which of them are the materials for making money. They only know how to ask for money all day long, but they don't know how to make money. With that little bit of tax, they may compensate your grandson in the future!"

"Don't you, your skin is tight again, right?" Li Er couldn't hold back when his son said it, and glared at him fiercely: "Let me tell me if you can save money for disaster relief! Can the soldiers save money for money! Even if the construction of roads is not necessary for slaves, they can save money for food and materials!"

Li Chengqian's ears were pulled by his mother and his body twisted into a shape of a twist. After hearing the old man's words, he did not dare to say anything, for fear that his mother or the old man would accidentally irritate his mother and would not be beaten up by then.

Queen Changsun probably had a pregnancy syndrome. She grabbed Li Chengqian's ears and scolded her endlessly. Li Er, who was standing aside, couldn't help but touched her ears, and it seemed that her ears were hurt.

"Mother, my son knows that he is wrong. You know that he is wrong. You can let go, and your ears will really fall off." After being pulled by Changsun for a long time, Li Chengqian felt that his ears were no longer his own, so he finally found a chance to interrupt while his mother scolded him.

Queen Changsun also felt that it was almost done. If she twisted it, she probably would be hurt by Li Chengqian's ears, so she simply let go of her hand and poked her son's head: "Look, do you still have a memory."

"It's grown, it's really grown this time." Li Chengqian said with a twitching face, covering his hot ears.

Seeing that his wife had finished teaching his son a lesson, Li Er walked up to Li Chengqian and said, "Your tweed coat looks like this, and you will also get a few sets for me! Also, don't always have money, and you will embarrass me if you don't have anything!"

"Here!" Li Chengqian agreed dejectedly, thinking of a relatively famous joke in his mind.

The father asked his son: Boy, what are your wishes when you grow up?

Son: Money and beauty!

"Pa" The father slapped his son on his head: Say it again!

The son is wronged: career and love.

Dad: Well, that's right!

Therefore, in the future, we cannot tell the old man and his mother that it will make money by selling things. If we want to say it, we can only say civilized words such as developing economic and trade, exporting and foreign exchange earning.

So, two days later, when he was delivering clothes to the old man, what he was talking about made Lao Li feel much more satisfied.

"Father, you are so handsome when you wear this dress." Seeing the old man putting his woolen coat on his body and looking at him in the mirror, Li Chengqian raised his big finger high.

"Don't come here, boy, tell me what you thought last time. This time your mother is not here, you can say with confidence." Li Er took off his coat, took the silk handkerchief handed over by the palace maid, and wiped the layer of oil and sweat from his head clean.

Wearing a woolen coat in March is indeed a very painful thing. It is already considered a lucky thing to not cover up all the prickly heat.

You should know that in ancient times, it was calculated in the lunar calendar. For the later Western calendar, March was around May. If you wear a woolen coat, you can try it if you can cover something on your body.

"Father, do you think this thing will be sold back to the grassland, and there will be a market?" Li Chengqian looked around and didn't find his mother's shadow. Then he said boldly.

"What is re-sale?" Li Er was a little confused about some new terms that Li Chengqian had created from time to time.

"It is that we collect their raw materials from the grassland, and then make them into finished products and return them to the grassland to sell them." Li Chengqian explained.

"What is sales?" Li Er glared at Li Chengqian, as if he was blaming him for always using new words to fool him, which was suspected of making me look ugly.

Alas! Li Chengqian sighed silently in his heart. He originally wanted to make the conversation more generous, but... the old man couldn't accept it, so he had no choice but to return to the original point: "What I mean is that we collect wool on the grassland, then make woolen materials, and then sell them back to the grassland."

"Well. Your statement is good, resale... sales, I will say this in front of your mother in the future. In this way, your ears may grow on your head for a few more years." Li Er did not answer Li Chengqian's words, but was thinking about the concept of resale and sales, and at the same time expressed concern for his son's ears.

Faced with his father's joke, Li Chengqian was left with only a lot of bitterness, and had nowhere to fall. He was so anxious that he thought of a way to divert the topic: "Father, do you think we have set up a sales company..."

"You can just do this. Just go back and tell me which of the six departments you want to put this company under. "Li Er waved his hand and signaled that there is no need to tell him about such details.

"Father, you can't do this. There is still half of your shares in it. You will leave it alone..."

"If I care about everything, what do you want you, the prince, to do? Go and go, go and do your business, don't bother me here."

Li Er was in a very good mood today, probably because he was affected by the fact that he would go to spring hunting in a few days.

In March, the weather is neither cold nor hot, and it is a good time to go out. However, as an emperor, even if he is close to the people, Lao Li will not be among the group of young people of sixteen or seventeen.
Chapter completed!