"I'll play the main melody first. You look for the melody." Li Yi took back a pile of leaves and handed them to his first disciple.
Zhang Ruibo and the others knelt down again. They didn't even dare to raise their heads.
The leader of the Japanese Empire was glad that he didn't offend them.
He was indeed an immortal. The Tang dynasty was now sending immortals to patrol the seas?
No wonder Japan couldn't defeat them. The immortals of the Tang dynasty had participated in the war in the past, right?
"Get up. Don't tell anyone about me!" Li Yi pretended to be cool. No one knew anyway.
"Yes, yes!" Zhang Ruibo's voice was trembling.
The people of the Japanese Empire could only nod. They couldn't say anything. They were about to pile up. Kneeling there, they found that they couldn't support themselves and wanted to lie down.
"Wu, zhi, pu, weng …" The little girl happily tested the leaves. She wasn't afraid. This was her master. She knew he was an immortal.
The band members took the score and familiarized themselves with it. They didn't need to play it. They just needed to look at it and simulate it in their minds.
Everything was ready. Under the lights, the happy song began.
Zhang Ruibo wiped his tears from time to time.
He was happy. The Tang dynasty now had an immortal. Oh my god!
"Li Lang, Li Lang, we'll dance for you." After repeating the happy song a few times, Princess Yongmu insisted on dancing for Li Yi.
She felt that she had never been so happy. She wanted to dance for Li Yi.
So the group sang and danced. Li Yi played the flute.
Under the night of the Lantern Festival, the group of people went crazy. Li Yi took out beer and everyone ate barbecue and hot pot.
…
The night came a little later in the capital. Li Longji stood on top of the Imperial Palace and ordered fireworks to be set off.
He didn't say a word. The others didn't say anything either. It was too loud. It was too strenuous to talk and they had to shout.
When the fireworks ended, everyone in the capital ate glutinous rice balls and dumplings at the same time. Those who could eat glutinous rice balls ate glutinous rice balls. Those who couldn't had dumplings.
Li Longji was treating everyone in the capital office to a meal.
Salt wells were dug one after another in Sichuan. The price of salt in Chang 'an was cheap, but the price of salt in other places was still high.
Large amounts of salt were spread out, and the commoners were able to eat cheap salt. Li Longji's income continued to increase.
There were also the gold mines and the gold sands of Lantian County.
The income from Earthly Paradise and the bath was enough to feed the Winged Knights' horses.
Once he had more money, he realized that he couldn't spend it even if he wanted to. The imperial court also had a lot of taxes.
"When can I invite all the people of the Tang dynasty to eat dumplings?"
Li Longji picked up a shrimp, a small piece of garlic, and an egg stuffed dumpling and looked at the people eating the dumplings.
There were only two kinds of fillings for the dumplings that the people of the capital government ate: pork, cabbage, and celery, celery leaves, oil, and various kinds of egg fillings.
Without chives, chives were expensive, chives were even more expensive, and garlic sprouts were not cheap either.
The San Xian dumplings he ate were not popular even in Li Yi's time, let alone in the Tang dynasty.
"Your Majesty, I think that if we want to let the people of the Tang dynasty eat dumplings, the Ministry of Revenue should pay."
The Ministry of Revenue doctor found an opportunity to come up with an idea.
"Mm!" Li Longji nodded gently. The other party was not bad. At least he knew how to love the people.
"Your Majesty, why don't we set aside a portion of next year's revenue to treat the people of the Tang dynasty to dumplings?" The Ministry of Revenue doctor followed up.
He was excited that His Majesty had approved of his proposal.
Li Longji turned his head and carefully sized up this person. His brows furrowed. "Using the Ministry of Revenue's money to directly feed people dumplings, why not use the Ministry of Revenue's money to develop production technology and then convert it into productivity?"
Li Longji seemed to be chatting normally and just asking.
But these words were serious. You're just a Ministry of Revenue doctor, and you want to spend money? Don't you understand the general trend of the world?
How many times can I treat you? The commoners have their own money, so they can eat dumplings.
Don't you know that it's better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish? What use do I have for you?
Seeing that it's a festival today, I'll forgive you this once.
"Your Majesty, try the Spanish mackerel dumplings."
Bi Goo spoke at the crucial moment. He was in charge of the Ministry of Revenue. His subordinate had said something wrong, so he had to help him.
"Frozen mackerel is not bad. When it's frozen, the internal organs are cleaned and the things that can cause allergies are removed. This is technology. "
Li Longji explained again. In the past, people would send Spanish mackerel from the sea to Chang 'an in the winter.
Some people would die after eating it, so Spanish mackerel became worthless. Later on, there were fewer and no one sent it.
Now, there were more people eating Spanish mackerel and they were not allergic.
This was because if one was allergic to Spanish mackerel, they would also be allergic to many other things.
Li Longji learned a lot of knowledge. For example, Spanish mackerel allergies were histamine allergies.
The medicine to treat allergies was called antihistamine.
Spanish mackerel were easy to catch and there were many of them. In the winter, a large batch would be transported.
There were also Ming mackerel, which was from the cod family. It was not convenient to transport them by the sea. Their heads would be cut off and then boiled and dried. They were very hard and sent to the capital office to be smashed with a wooden hammer.
If one did not want to have a fishy smell, the stomach area should be cleaned and the skin should not be removed.
It was the same as eating hairtail. If the hairtail was not cleaned properly, it would be bitter. The stomach area was not cleaned carefully.
Li Longji recalled the knowledge he had gained from reading and chatting with the Li Family Zhuangzi. Suddenly, he thought of Li Yi.
"According to the itinerary, Brother Yi should have reached the Japanese Empire. The sea is stormy. I hope you are safe. "Li Longji was not interested in the joy of the current situation.
According to Li Yi's copy of Journey to the West, it was Li Shimin who treated Xuanzang as a brother and asked Xuanzang to go and obtain the scriptures.
In fact, Xuanzang was not Xuanzang at that time. His rank was not high enough.
He wanted to go, but the Imperial Court did not agree. Later on, there was chaos and he ran to India.
Li Longji knew, but he could not say it.
Right now, he was really worried about Li Yi. Li Yi would go out to get seeds, seeds with a high yield.
By then, the people of the Tang dynasty would not starve. In Journey to the West, his great-grandfather, who was also his great-grandfather, did not really send Master Xuanzang off.
However, he did not want Brother Yi to go out at all. Even his daughter followed him.
…
Boom, boom, boom, boom. The area where the source of the Yellow River was located was lit with fireworks on the thirtieth and the fifteenth of the first lunar month.
The soldiers were actually distressed. Instead of so many fireworks, it was better to make it into a big one.
Or they could make it into a bag of explosives. Other people used to be able to charge on horseback with explosives and perish together with the enemy. Now, they knew that they did not need to carry the explosives and could just tie them to the horse.
"Li Dongzhu is amazing. How is this fireworks? This is clearly a war deterrent. With so many fireworks, it is telling Tubo that we are not short of gunpowder. "
Zhang Xiaosong lit the fireworks himself. Looking at the colors in the sky, he praised Li Yi again.
He saw the scene under the illumination of the torches and fireworks. The soldiers of the Tang dynasty held their heads high with high morale.
This was a war driven by strong logistical support. In the end, they won.
"We have to continue to defend. I thought that the soldiers stationed there could succeed with their passion. Now I know that the soldiers are more willing to work harder when their families are better off."
Guo Zhiyun held a bowl of white wine and took a sip.
He did not want to drink it. It was 60 degrees and a bowl was more than 500 grams.
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