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Chapter 132 The huge sum of money is coming!

Pei Fan first carried the egg basket and slap in the sea. Not to mention that, under his vivid performance, Li Zhi gradually showed joy. There was no way, this was to defeat one thing.

Recently, Li Zhi discovered that listening to Pei Fanxian's various wild words made him feel very happy, and the discomfort feeling on his body also relieved a lot.

You know, it was quite rare in the inner court in the past.

Since seeing Pei Fanxian, Li Zhi often sighed, why aren't there any of his sons like this?

He is eloquent and full of a naughty and cute liveliness. He turned his head to look at Mei Niang, and the smile on her face was fully displayed. She also had a good impression of Pei Fanxian.

"You mean, this egg tastes more delicious than an ordinary egg?"

The female devil is an economical and practical person. She doesn't care about those amazing egg laying stories.

What she is concerned about is always whether this thing tastes delicious or not.

Pei Fanxian immediately understood and handed the egg basket to Defu.

In Defu's admiration, he continued to fool: "The Empress is right. The taste of the warm soup egg is really tender. To be honest, in order to verify the taste of the egg, Weichen also tasted two in advance. Weichen dared to guarantee that such a good-tasting egg will be found in Chang'an City, and you can't find it!"

Wu Meiniang smiled.

This child's words are becoming less and less irrelevant.

She is the queen of the empire, why did she go out to find eggs?

"Fan Xian, what can I eat for this egg?" Li Zhi rubbed his hands and was eager to try.

Li Zhi has no pursuit, just eat well and drink well. Over the years, because Awu eats alone, he eats less good things.

Whenever I think of this, Lao Li feels heartbroken!

There are so many ways to eat eggs, and you can’t count them with ten fingers.

As a type of meat dish, eggs are quite friendly to the people, and the recipes are simple and diverse. More importantly, no matter what level of cooking skills, eggs will not be unpalatable.

"If you ask the saint to say that this warm soup egg is the best way to make fried rice with eggs!"

Egg fried rice?

What is that?

Li Zhi looked at Mei Niang in confusion, and Mei Niang was also confused.

As a loyal enthusiast of iron pot stir-frying, Wu Meiniang is still very familiar with the method of stir-frying.

But fried rice?

I've never heard of that.

Tsk tsk...

Look, I haven't even eaten fried rice before, it's so pitiful.

"Egg fried rice is easy. Just let the steamed rice cool down, stir-fry the eggs, mix the two together, and stir-fry again."

"If the Saint likes to eat vegetables, you can also add some diced radish and green vegetable leaves, which are also delicious."

The yellow and orange eggs and the green side dishes are so green that it feels like saliva is coming out.

Li Zhi's throat moved slightly and he swallowed it quickly, but they couldn't see that the emperor of the Tang Dynasty was so unpromising.

Then what are you waiting for?

Hurry up and give orders. Pei Fan first made a deal in Zichen Palace, and then he wandered to the East Palace, where he was the place where he was working.

The fried rice is so good, they will know after eating it!

…………

Lanqiao Station outside Chang'an City.

City Chief Wei Ling stood on the shore, looking at the tumbling river water, and her mood was even better than the rolling river water.

From a distance, black-sailed boats sailed towards the shore one after another.

Lanqiao Post, exiting from Chang'an City, walking east to the first post station on the way to Luoyang, can be said to be the largest post station outside Chang'an.

This place is close to Bingqu. Anyone who passes by water from Luoyang needs to pass through this place, move it to land, and then distribute it to all parts of Fangcheng.

It is difficult to have such traffic and logistics, Lanqiaoyi cannot be popular.

Now, the unreliable duo, Wei Ling, the chief of the West City, and Pei Fan, the new Donggong Literature, stood on the shore with anticipation.

“It’s developed!”

"Fan Xian, we are really developed!" Wei Ling looked at the cargo ship excitedly and hooked up. Pei Fanxian glanced at him.

Wow, I really have never seen the world.

Isn’t it just money?

How many more can there be?

"Wei Shicheng, calm down."

"We are all officials, how can we be so unpredictable!"

Wei Ling's face was stiff. Who has been in this officialdom for a long time?

How could a sixth-rank official learn to gain fame and reputation after just a few days?

Not a good phenomenon.

"I'm just happy, you don't act like this in person in front of me. Let me tell you, if you pretend like this, I will ignore you!"

What a good guy, I kindly reminded me that he was treated as a donkey!

Then wait and see, who will be in trouble then?

As we glanced over, we could see that the cargo ship was getting closer and closer, and behind them, spectators from all walks of life gathered here.

Who would miss such a lively event as transportation of money?

Boss Zhang is well-managed, and Peijia Store’s branch in Luoyang made a fortune in just one month.

Thinking of the fact that there were several partners in Chang'an City, Boss Zhang hired a special cargo ship to transport all the money he earned to Chang'an.

This is why Lao Pei and Lao Wei’s journey out of the city today.

When she arrived at the place, Pei Fanxian discovered that there were not one or two cargo ships for transporting money, but several!

It is simply vast and powerful.

All the villagers living near Lanqiaoyi were attracted.

At this moment, Pei Fan can no longer be a happy invisible rich man.

There was no way, and he didn't want to be so arrogant. It was entirely caused by the objective conditions of the Tang Dynasty. At this time, there were neither paper money nor a store, but it was just the prototype of the money house and could not even touch the edge of the bank.

If you make money and want to transfer luck, you can only transport the physical goods to you, and there is no other way.

"Here you come!"

"Come here!"

Mr. Wei's eyes shone brightly, and he was about to jump out of the river as he spoke.

Good guy!

Are you afraid of your life?

Pei Fan took action first and pulled him.

"Wei Shicheng!"

"You don't have to do it yourself, the boatmen are all ready!"

Wei Ling stopped and looked at it, it seemed like yes!

Not far away, the boatmen wearing short-ditched beating had already started to throw the ropes to the river. Judging from their neat skills, no Lao Wei could help.

"Then... forget it..."

Lao Wei is very good at stopping whenever he wants, but in order to get closer to the copper coins, he pulled Pei Fan to stand with the boatmen first.

If you can't do your best, it's okay to shout a few times.

"Brothers, work hard!"

"Hey! Hey!"

Mr. Wei was dancing with his hands and feet, and all kinds of slogans flew around. The boatmen were originally in a strict lineup and were in one direction. After he was mixed up, they were all confused.

The cargo ship that could dock smoothly with a few pulls was actually crooked and hit the shore several times before finally stopping.

When the hull hit, Lao Wei's heart trembled. When the ship stopped, Lao Wei's heart almost jumped out!

"What did you do!"

"Oh, my money!"

"My money!"
Chapter completed!
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