Be pitted from the emperor

Even if he said that he was bald, he still had to persuade the emperor to take back this strange idea.

Gonggong Zhao said bitterly: "Your Majesty, this royal meal is a status symbol. How can it be exchanged with money and spread? What is the face of the royal family and your majesty's prestige?"

Oh, don't just buy a meal, it's the same as what Lao Tzu does.

Symbol, symbol is worth a few dollars, when he hears such words, Luo Xiang feels old and unhappy.

The eunuch died, no wonder, others would say that the eunuch had missed the country. This is properly improper. I don't know how much firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive, but I only know the face.

Lao Tzu is now almost unable to support the normal expenditure of the army, and he still cares about a few nonsense of face.

He opened his mouth and said: "Duke Zhao, I have now discovered that you have opinions about everything. If you want to be the emperor, I will never say a word."

Painfully, he didn't expect to reply like this, and Zhao Gonggong was half to death in terror.

What is the throne? That is the only one in the world. It is not just for whoever wants to.

What's more, it was the emperor himself who said this. Isn't this an invisible murder?

He knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the old slave dare not, the old slave will make arrangements."

These people just don't give a bit of color, they don't know the location, and they have to plug in everything, they seem to understand.

Scared, the goal was achieved, Luo Xiang waved his hand and confessed: "Remember, those who did not buy and how many people did not eat, must report truthfully."

Although I don't know what the emperor's explanation means, he has already been scared once. Grandpa Zhao has learned well this time, and he left without saying anything.

My belly was flat and hungry, but suddenly someone bought something to eat. I think how hot it is.

But... this price is really unacceptable for ordinary people.

One meat and one meat, the opening is the bottom of two or two, this is where ordinary people, but no one is willing.

But... this is just drizzle for those rich boys.

The hundreds of meals prepared were swept away in less than half an hour, and there were a lot of people clamoring to eat.

He ate, you ate, but some people didn’t. This is a shame among the rich.

Although it's not a big deal, it's just a meal, but you can't lose face, otherwise it will be passed out. Who knows if it will be said to be deducted, deducted, soused, be stingy.

Therefore, whether you really have to eat or not, you must show your attitude.

"Why is there no more, do you not buy me, other people's money is money, my money is not money, or is it smaller than others?"

No, the man with a big belly is just a question of buying meals to the Forbidden Army.

Although the attitude is very aggressive, but words, it is quite tolerable.

Given the character of these people, if they weren't for the status of the opposing army, they would have pointed their noses to curse.

Facing such a request, the imperial army is helpless.

This kind of big scene must not be violently enforced. After all, the emperor is still here, and there is no way to hide anything.

Since you can't do it, you can only say it well and convince people with virtue.

The imperial army stalled and said: "It's really not there, brother, it's not that I look down on you, if you have it, why not buy you."

"Hmph, I don't care, I didn't do it anymore, what I have is money, don't say two or two, ten or two and fifty, and I can take it out, not bad money."

The big-bellied man looked like he was wealthy and reluctant to say anything.

Helpless, what can the Forbidden Army say, can only find excuses to coax the past and then talk.

"Well, big brother, I will ask the above now, and I will prepare it for you immediately. This is okay."

When is it possible to speak so proudly to the imperial army, a man with a big belly is very comfortable, this is comfortable, but it comes from the spirit.

With a big wave of his hand, he directly rewarded the tip and urged it to be delivered quickly.

This scene was staged from time to time throughout the venue.

There was no way, the imperial army could only poke upwards. Lin Chong didn't take it seriously at the beginning, and there were more and more behind, so he hurried upwards.

No, I just poke and poke in Luo Xiang's ears.

Supply or demand, this is a great thing, Luo Xiang smiled, and quickly commanded Father Zhao to go back and prepare food.

As soon as I heard it, I still had to do it, and Grandpa Zhao's face changed.

The dishes in the palace are carefully selected, and there are more specialized breeding grounds.

Like some things that cannot be confessed to themselves, they are paid for every day, never staying overnight, and often deal with them directly, or enter the palace to take care of the belly.

With such a big demand today, the supplies in the palace have long been used up, and what else to do. You can’t cut a finger and fry it.

He looked ugly and said: "Your Majesty, there are no more vegetables in the palace, I'm afraid I can't make it anymore."

What the hell, the money is officially collected, and it is said that it is out of stock at this time. Nima, Hunger Marketing, dare not do this.

No, the money is well collected, and it can't be cut off. There will be no such opportunities in the future.

Since there is no in the palace, if it is outside, should there be?

These people have never eaten anything from the palace, but all they want is a face. In that case, then satisfy them.

Luo Xiang narrowed his eyes, shining treacherously.

He beckoned and motioned for Father Zhao to come forward, and then whispered in his ears: "There is no one in the palace, so go out and buy it, and then put on the utensils in the palace."

Ok?

Hey, what does this mean, Grandpa Zhao looked puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask, so he could only do it honestly.

No, under the marketing of civet cat for prince, everyone in the arena is eating.

Although some people really didn't want to buy in the end, they couldn't bear to be hungry, and called back and forth to buy, plus the cheap sale model of a certain car finally cleared.

I have eaten the meal, and the game continues. It's not very interesting. Anyway, there is no result. It is better to study how to make money.

Luo Xiang is now hobbling his mind and thinking about making money. If outsiders know what he thinks now, they will laugh to death.

The prince of a country does not think about the country for the people, and is in the eyes of money all day long. This is not as good as a lower-rate businessman.

Luo Xiang doesn't care what outsiders think. After thinking about it, another plan to make money is released.

He smiled and looked at Grandpa Zhao and said, "Grandpa Zhao, there should be no problem cooking desserts in the palace, right?"

When asked about this, Grandpa Zhao didn't think much, he nodded and said: "Back to your Majesty, desserts, no problem, what would your Majesty want to drink?"

Okay, just waiting for these words, Luo Xiang was overjoyed and said, "Well, you should promptly inform and let the Imperial Dining Room cook as much as you want. No matter what, the dessert is the same."

What the hell, do so much, feed the pigs, are you finished?

Could it be that... the emperor wanted to buy it again, what did this look like?

Ugh!

There are many things in his heart, but he dare not say it, so he can only leave silently.

Looking at the far back, Luo Xiang was full of joy in his heart.

Afternoon tea with dessert sweet soup, you can get money and get cramps.

I'm really a fucking genius, and I can think of this way.