After dealing with these matters.
Li Shimin instantly felt that ever since the reward and punishment system was established, he had been especially idle.
After accompanying Li Yuan to play mahjong three times in the Imperial Garden, he also accompanied the Empress to take a stroll around the Palace. By the time lunch was over, waves of sleepiness made Li Shimin involuntarily feel disappointed and frustrated.
Although Zhou Dafu's culinary skills were not half as good as Zhang Feng's.
But it was enough.
Now, as soon as Zhou Dafu returned to the palace, he did his best to impart everything he had learned to a few trusted imperial chefs. Once he shared it with the Retired Emperor and the others, there were not enough people in the imperial kitchen.
Even Cheng Yaojin and the others sent their own chefs to the palace to steal his skills under the guise of discussion. Li Shimin tolerated this.
Even Duke Chen Hou Junji, who was far away in Luozhou, sent people to steal his skills.
Li Shimin couldn't take it anymore.
But these old fellows were his old friends. Li Shimin could only thicken his face and prepare to send three more people to Zhang Feng to learn his culinary skills.
There was no other way.
If he didn't show them some favor, there would always be people complaining to him. He, Li Shimin, would really be annoyed to death.
Instantly, Li Shimin also wanted to see what Zhang Feng wanted from him and ask Zhang Feng about his future plans.
Ever since he heard that there were still three years before the imperial examination, this kid was acting very strange!
After finding an opportunity, Li Shimin used the excuse of taking an afternoon nap and slipped out of the palace through the back door. Although Wei Shuyu was missing, these people were basically Li Shimin's trusted aides. There was no need to worry about their safety.
With his hands behind his back, Li Shimin patrolled the Chang 'an City. He looked at the shouting on the streets, as well as the bargaining, and the red-faced quarrels at the meat stalls.
Li Shimin was in a very good mood.
Unknowingly, he had arrived at the entrance of the tavern in Tong Hui Lane.
At this moment, the tavern was still as cold and cheerless as before. However, it was a different story in the winery next door.
In order not to disturb Zhang Feng who was sleeping at the entrance, Old Ho purposely changed the front door to the back door and the back door to the front door. Zhang Feng was snoring in front of the tavern which was filled with the smell of distillers grains and malt.
Li Shimin looked at the bustling Tong Hui Square and then at the deserted tavern. He could not help but shake his head.
"Feng Zi, Feng Zi, I'm so envious of the way you're living your life!"
Li Shimin called out to Zhang Feng twice. He sat on the stone steps beside Zhang Feng and looked at the busy commoners in the distance.
Although these people were very busy.
However, his face was brimming with unconcealable happiness.
This was what made Li Shimin feel gratified.
In a prosperous era, wasn't it to let the commoners eat, wear warm clothes, and earn money at the same time?
Now, wasn't this a prosperous era?
"Eh? Lao Li, when did you come? "
In a daze, Zhang Feng seemed to hear someone calling out to him. However, it was only a single call. Zhang Feng was too lazy to care about it. He slept for a while more before he woke up groggily. When he opened his eyes, he felt someone squatting beside him.
He did not know why, but when he saw who it was, he was scared out of his wits.
Li Shimin saw that Zhang Feng had woken up.
Then he said, "Not long, only half an hour."
Half an hour …
"Then why didn't you wake me up?"
Li Shimin was speechless.
"You were sleeping like a pig. Who could wake you up?"
"Alright, let's go in. I have something important to tell you today!"
Zhang Feng got up. He did not even want the reclining chair. He pulled Li Shimin into the small tavern.
As usual, Zhang Feng took out the spicy grasshopper that he had kept for a long time. Then, he made a few dishes to go with alcohol. He did not drink beer anymore. Instead, he drank the white wine.
After three glasses of wine, Zhang Feng said, "Lao Li, I believe Li Gan has already told you about that matter when he went back?"
Li Shimin nodded.
"He said that you are going to set up an academy of sciences?"
Zhang Feng nodded.
"That's indeed the case," Wang Yao said. "They've learned the basics well. Moreover, I've been observing the pedestrians since I had nothing to do these days. Look at Chang 'an now. Basically, the economy has recovered. There's nothing else that can be produced."
Actually, Zhang Feng did not say one more thing.
That was, even if there were things that could be created now, would the people of this era be able to accept it?
For example, soap, toothpaste, and so on.
He wanted to do it, but how could he do it alone?
Zhang Feng was the kind of person who was only interested in things for a short period of time. Once there was nothing, he would want to do it. But once there was something, he would be too lazy to do it.
Just like the winery and the academy.
He had done it.
But the tedious trifles and the things that required him to get up before dawn to do it. Could he get up?
If he could get up, he would not be Zhang Feng.
He might as well have a helper and be a hands-off boss. That would be more comfortable.
However, there were some things that he could not compromise on.
For example, the development of the industry. Now that everything was not up yet, he could not be lazy. At the very least, he had to get Li Gan and the others to do it for him. Then, wouldn't it be great to be a hands-off boss?
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