Li Zexuan was very happy to receive 2,000 strings of cash from his father. Don't underestimate this 2,000 strings of cash. According to the current purchasing power, it was almost equivalent to hundreds of thousands of yuan in the future.
Li Zexuan had to plan his new shop well and what he could sell.
First of all, he needed to build a "technical team". As his shop expanded in the future, he would need to make more and more new things. Of course, he couldn't do everything himself. In some aspects, he was just a theorist. In practice, he was not as good as today's craftsmen.
Don't underestimate the wisdom of the ancients. They only lacked suitable guidance. They were not as stupid as modern people. Especially before the Ming and Qing Dynasties, when the ancients' thinking was not restricted, a large number of creative wise people emerged in the land of China.
Li Zexuan had more than a thousand years of knowledge. Coupled with the skilled skills of the Tang workers, he believed that he could bring a lot of new things to the Tang Dynasty. Since he had come to this flourishing age, why not leave his mark in history?
Li Zexuan wanted to make the Tang Dynasty, which was already at the top of the world, even more ahead of the world!
As he thought about it, Li Zexuan felt a surge of emotions. In the past, when he read history books, he could only be a bystander. But now, he was a participant in the construction of this prosperous era.
But where could he find a suitable craftsman?
First of all, the craftsman must have a good character. They must be honest and not cunning. Li Zexuan did not want the craftsmen he had painstakingly trained to betray him in the end. Then, of course, the higher the craftsman's skills, the easier it would be. But where could he find a craftsman who could meet these two requirements at the same time?
Li Zexuan had only been in the Tang Dynasty for half a month, and his social circle was not big. It seemed that he had to trouble his father to find a craftsman. In his memory, his father could travel all over the country and did business for decades. He was involved in various industries such as clothing, catering, cosmetics, and so on. His father would definitely be able to find a satisfactory craftsman for him.
Li Zexuan, who had made up his mind, was about to look for his father to ask for the girl when he saw Xiao He running over while lifting her skirt. She said, "Young Master, Li Gaoming, who was eavesdropping on Journey to the West behind us last time, is here. He is serving tea in the front hall!"
Previously, when he ate with Li Chengqian at the Drunken Immortal Restaurant, Xiao He and Xiao Xi did not go. Therefore, Xiao He did not know that Li Gaoming was the Crown Prince. Right now, in the little girl's impression, Li Gaoming was still a little thief who eavesdropped on stories!
Li Zexuan stared blankly. Now that he knew that Li Gaoming was Li Chengqian, he naturally didn't find it strange that Li Gaoming could find his residence. He was only curious. What was the crown prince doing here?
At this time, Lan-er asked, "Sister Xiao He, didn't Sister Lizhi come with him?"
Xiao He shook her head and said, "No."
Li Zexuan nodded and said to Xiao He with a smile, "Xiao He, don't be rude when you see Li Gaoming in the future. He is actually the Crown Prince of the Tang Empire, Li Chengqian!"
"Ah!" Xiao He opened her mouth wide in shock. Her brain couldn't wrap itself around it for a moment, and she was stunned on the spot.
Li Zexuan didn't care about the dumbfounded Xiao He anymore. He pulled Lan 'er and walked towards the front hall with some amusement.
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Li Chengqian was drinking tea in the front hall when he heard footsteps getting closer and closer to him. He put down the teacup and looked outside the door.
After Li Zexuan entered the door, he bowed slightly and cupped his hands in greeting, "Greetings, Your Highness!"
He didn't plan to hide it and directly put it out in the open. He wasn't good at scheming at all. In his previous life, whenever he saw his girlfriend watching a palace drama, he would have a headache. He really wasn't cut out for scheming. Therefore, he might as well put it out in the open today and see how Li Chengqian would react. Then, he would decide whether this friend was worth making or not.
Li Chengqian was obviously stunned for a moment. After thinking for a while, he understood what was going on. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It seems that Brother Chou Niu has already told you. Why, now that Brother Zexuan knows my identity, you don't want to make friends with Gaoming?"
After saying this, a trace of loneliness flashed across his face. He was only a child who grew up in the palace. When he was young, he was bullied by his uncles' children. At that time, his father was hiding his strength and biding his time. No one supported him, and he didn't have a single friend.
When his father killed his uncles, imprisoned his grandfather, and became the emperor, those who had bullied him before and those who hadn't bullied him before were all killed by his father. At that time, he didn't feel the joy of revenge, only loneliness.
He didn't want to kill them. He only wanted to beat them up to vent his anger.
When he became the crown prince, he welcomed even more loneliness. He had to always maintain a calm smile. Those young people of the same age as him in Chang 'an City either deliberately kept a distance from him, like Cheng Chumo, or deliberately got close to him, wanting to use his identity to gain some benefits.
Only in the dead of night would Li Chengqian look at the high palace wall alone, fantasizing about how wonderful the outside world was.
Not long ago, when he went out of the palace with Changle's younger sister, he met Li Zexuan, heard the interesting story, and ate the interesting food. From the bottom of his heart, Li Chengqian was very envious of Li Zexuan's free and real life. He really wanted to make such a friend.
He didn't expect that Cheng Chumo had told Li Zexuan his true identity so early. Perhaps Cheng Chumo had also warned Li Zexuan to keep a distance from him. Thinking of this, a trace of disappointment flashed across Li Chengqian's eyes. As expected, being in the royal family, one was destined to be alone.
Li Zexuan had been carefully observing Li Chengqian's expression. At this moment, he saw that Li Chengqian's words were sincere, and the loneliness and disappointment in his expression didn't seem to be fake. He was relieved and thought that Li Chengqian's nature was not bad. He could make friends with him. Maybe under his influence, he wouldn't go on the road of no return. He smiled at Li Chengqian and said,
"I, Li Zexuan, have always made friends based on the person, not the identity. But if someone talks about the identity with me, then I will keep a distance from him!"
Li Chengqian thought for a moment and understood the meaning of Li Zexuan's words. He said happily, "That's great. I have the same idea!"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Li Chengqian said again, "Since you already know my identity, I won't call you a loner in the future. Let's call each other brothers to avoid being estranged."
Li Zexuan didn't answer him. He smiled and asked, "Why did Gao Ming come here today?"
Since his identity had been made clear, Li Chengqian didn't need to deliberately hide anything. He said, "Sister Changle has been studying the palace rites in the palace recently. She feels bored, so she asked me to come here and listen to two stories. Then I'll tell them to her when I go back. I wonder if Brother Zexuan is willing?"
In fact, Li Chengqian had always wanted to listen to stories. But as the crown prince, he couldn't leave the palace frequently. This time, he found an excuse to leave the palace after getting his mother's permission.
Li Zexuan understood his purpose for coming. He couldn't help but curse silently. This crown prince was really idle. He specially left the palace to listen to stories. Hey!
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