The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Shopkeeper, it's strange today. Why are so few people coming to eat steamed buns?

It's been half an hour, and less than 200 steamed buns have been sold.

At this time yesterday, we were almost sold out!

In Chang'an City, a waiter looked at the sparse diners and asked the shopkeeper next to him strangely.

Chang'an has a population of hundreds of thousands, and there are more than a dozen steamed bun shops.

Even their shop can sell thousands of steamed buns every day.

But today, it was less than 30% of the usual amount!

I just went to the steamed bun shop on the street behind and asked, and they were in the same situation.

The further south the steamed bun shop goes, the fewer steamed buns it sells. The shopkeeper sighed, but his brows knitted together.

Even after asking about the situation, he didn't know the reason why there were so few diners today.

How can he make money if this continues?

Hey, shopkeeper, look, isn't that Mr. Li who comes to our steamed bun shop to eat steamed buns every day? The waiter pointed at the young man hurried past in front of him and shouted to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper looked in the direction pointed by the waiter.

Then I saw Mr. Li, who had come to his steamed bun shop to eat steamed buns every day, holding a few things wrapped in straw paper and rushing towards his home.

Master Li!

Master Li, please wait a moment!

The shopkeeper hurriedly chased after him.

If the diners who used to come every day suddenly stopped coming, there must be something wrong.

Mr. Li was stopped and turned around to see the shopkeeper of the steamed bun shop in front of him. He immediately hid the buns he had bought from outside the city after queuing for a long time behind his back.

An awkward smile appeared on his face, Shopkeeper Zhu, what's wrong with you?

Master Li, why don't you come to my place to eat steamed buns today? What's the matter? the shopkeeper asked Master Li with a smile.

His eyes were fixed on the bun in Mr. Li's hand.

With his sharp eyes, he saw at a glance that the style of the thing was not much different from the steamed buns at their steamed bun shop.

Mr. Li, what are you holding? Why are they similar to steamed buns? the shopkeeper asked again.

Shopkeeper Zhu, I'm really sorry. I may never go to your place to eat steamed buns in the future. Mr. Li said.

Why? But how did the little old man neglect the young master? the shopkeeper said quickly.

Although missing one diner is not a big deal, you have to figure out the reason, right?

Well, to tell you the truth, a Wangyou bun shop opened outside Mingde Gate today. The taste of the buns, I have to say, you will never be able to compare with it if you make steamed buns for the rest of your life.

The buns are filled with various fillings, and they are simply delicious.

Shopkeeper Zhu, I will give you a bun. Take it and taste it, and you will know the difference. From now on, I will not go to your steamed bun shop. I wish you a prosperous business. Mr. Li took it out and held it in his hand. A steamed bun was handed to Shopkeeper Zhu.

Then he cupped his hands and turned to leave.

Wangyou Steamed Bun Shop?

Baozi? Shopkeeper Zhu looked a little ugly as he looked at the bun given to him by Mr. Li in his hand.

Tried taking a bite.

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Your Majesty should pay attention to his dignity on weekdays. He went out of the palace incognito and went to Mingde Gate to watch the excitement like he did yesterday. He must never do it again in the future.

Your Majesty is responsible for establishing the country of the Tang Dynasty. There are many people at the city gate. If something happens to Your Majesty, how will the ministers deal with themselves?

I hope this is the last time I hear such news.

In the Tai Chi Hall, Wei Zheng said angrily to Li Shimin.

Yesterday, Wei Zheng learned about the private visit that the emperor and the empress went to Mingdemen incognito.

Wei Zheng was annoyed for a while.

The emperor simply didn't care about his own safety.

Forget about going somewhere else, just run to the city gate.

What would they do if something happened?

When Wei Zheng was speaking, the other ministers did not even dare to persuade him.

If it's not good, Wei Zheng will turn the gun.

Anyone who speaks out will be criticized.

The most powerful troll in the Tang Dynasty is not just talking.

The emperor had long been familiar with Wei Zheng's accusations.

This basically immunizes a lot.

In addition to the fact that he got sprayed a lot from Zhao Chen, his ability to resist spray is quite good.

Just thinking about it now, Li Shimin lowered his head and looked at his toes.

But his eyes glanced at the eunuch aside.

He was still waiting for his men to go outside the city to deliver the buns in. He had eaten nothing this morning, but he was still hungry.

Now when he thinks about the buns he ate at Zhao Chen's place yesterday, Li Shimin's stomach rumbles.

He didn't even hear what Wei Zheng said.

Your Majesty, everything I just said is for your Majesty's benefit. Your Majesty must not forget it. Wei Zheng felt that he had said enough, and finally reminded the emperor again.

Originally, the emperor only had to nod with shame, pretend to be sad, and praise Wei Zheng a few words, and the matter would be over.

But who would have thought that Old Li Tou was also crazy with greed and didn't even hear Wei Zheng's words.

I'm still thinking, why doesn't the guy who went to get the buns come over?

Next time I'll find someone with good legs and feet.

Your Majesty! Wei Zheng was very angry.

I have been admonishing him for a long time, but the emperor is actually wandering around here.

Is this how your Majesty treats your admonishers?

If your Majesty is not satisfied with just half of a sentence, you can tell me!

If not, please tell me, Your Majesty, why doesn't Your Majesty speak?

Wei Zheng felt that his work was ignored by the emperor.

This dissatisfaction in my heart makes me very reluctant to give the emperor a kick now.

Li Shimin smiled awkwardly, but he saw that the eunuch sent out before had returned at this time.

Your Majesty! The eunuch carefully placed the bun on the table.

Li Shimin was a little embarrassed.

Wei Zheng's big eyes stared at him.

As long as he dares to move, he will probably rush forward.

That Wei Qing, what you just said was all right. I know you were wrong. I am lucky to have an admonisher like Wei Qing in the Tang Dynasty.

Wei Qing must be hungry after talking for so long. Let's eat some steamed buns to cushion our stomach.

Come here, get one for Wei Qing. Li Shimin also knew that he had to follow Wei Zheng, otherwise he would definitely ruin his situation.

Holding back the reluctance in his heart, he asked the eunuch to bring Wei Zheng a bun.

Old minister, I would like to thank your majesty for the reward, but...

Before Wei Zheng could finish speaking, he saw the emperor sitting on it with a bun in his hand.

When he looked again, the emperor had already stuffed a bun into his mouth.

The chewing speed was definitely something Wei Zheng had never seen in his life.

Wei Qing, eat first and then talk after you finish! The emperor's voice was a little unclear.

Now it was not just Wei Zheng, but all civil and military officials in the dynasty were shocked by the emperor's appearance.

During court meetings, it was normal for the emperor to have some snacks.

After all, everyone gets hungry!

But no matter how hungry you are, as an emperor you can't eat like this!

Your Majesty, you... Fang Yizhi didn't know what to say to the emperor at this time.

He had never seen any scene before, but he really had never seen this kind of scene.