Datang: My bedroom is the same as Changle's boudoir

Li Shimin did have a bit of a headache, after all, business was a cheap business in ancient times, let alone the emperor himself.

Seeing that Li Shimin was a little embarrassed, Mo Wuhen also said hastily.

"It's just a name, and His Majesty doesn't need to do it himself!"

"There is a saying in the "Historical Records", that the warehouse knows the etiquette, and the food and clothing know the honor and disgrace."

"Only when the people have enough food can they understand etiquette. Only when they have enough food and clothing can they know honor and disgrace."

"How can we have enough food and clothing, don't we need money to buy it, so there will be chaos all over the world, all for profit, all for profit."

"People now say that doing business is a cheap business, but the economic base determines the superstructure."

"What is the superstructure?"

Obviously this term broke through the limit of Li Shimin's understanding.

"The superstructure refers to politics, ideology, and even imperial power!"

"Don't you need money to consolidate your rule?"

"Also, Your Majesty, think about the wine before. If you want to sell it, don't you need to do business?"

Li Shimin also remembered that they had lost their liquor business in six or four cents before.

He couldn't help being a little moved, but he still hesitated when he thought that if he dared to do this, he would be scolded by the group of officials headed by Wei Zheng.

"Your Majesty, don't hesitate. As long as it is done this time, the family will definitely lose a lot of money. Not only will it kill him, it can also be said that it will hurt his bones."

Hesitation will defeat.

After thinking for a while, Li Shimin decided to do it anyway.

"Is it really possible?"

"Trust me, I'm sure you'll be fine!"

Mo Wuhen's confident face made Li Shimin feel that he was really good at it.

"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables! The vegetables are getting cold!"

Empress Changsun came here this time mainly to see Li Lizhi and Mo Wuhen. Seeing that what Li Shimin and Mo Wuhen had said was almost the same, she also changed the topic.

"Yes, eat vegetables!"

Although Li Shimin chatted a little bit more, but there is no delay in talking after dinner.

I don't know how it tastes, but in terms of appearance, it is really not an ordinary person who can cook in the palace.

Among these many dishes, Mo Wuhen saw a dish that had been lost in modern times.

I saw the kuai lying peacefully on the golden sauce, giving people a visual impact.

The silvery-white perch fillets are paired with golden seasonings, green and fragrant flower leaves, and purple-red fragrant flower spikes, which make the color of this dish bright and eye-catching.

Mo Wuhen picked up a piece, as thin as a cicada's wing, the sword skill is wonderful!
Kuai is the sashimi we eat every day. The Tang Dynasty was the peak period for eating sashimi. There are many poems reflecting the popularity of kuai. For example, Bai Juyi's "Light Fat" poem mentioned: " Slice and cut the scales of Tianchi Lake".

Sashimi was also introduced to Japan in the Tang Dynasty.

Even in the literati circle, whoever cuts sashimi well will gain face.

Back to the topic, Mo Wuhen eats the pure white perch slices, with a little floral fragrance of ru (ru), the sweetness and bitterness of orange peel, and the sweetness of the white plum. The taste is mixed, and Mo Wuhen has a big appetite open.

(￣～￣) Chew!
"Isn't this the golden 齑 (jī) jade scallop recorded in "Qi Min Yao Shu" by Jia Sixie?"

Mo Wuhen has only eaten imitation fish, which is still made of mandarin fish (gui), and it is still cooked meat. He has never tasted authentic golden and jade carp.

This time it was authentic, and it was made by the Imperial Dining Room, which made Mo Wuhen feel excited.

This wonderful taste made Mo Wuhen secretly swear in his heart that when the camera arrives, he must steal the teacher back and let this delicious Chinese cuisine reappear in the world.

"Are these modern people who have never seen the world?"

Seeing Mo Wuhen's intoxicated state of eating fish, Li Lizhi couldn't help teasing inwardly.

"It's delicious, I like this one!"

It was also the first time Li Shimin saw Mo Wuhen's surprised expression, he was usually like a bumpkin.

This is simply a feng shui turn, and I can't help being in a good mood!
"It tastes really good!"

Mo Wuhen dipped some mustard sauce again, and the taste was another flavor.

Mustard sauce is also what Jia Sixie said in "Qi Min Yao Shu Eight Harmonies": "The method of making mustard sauce is to pound mustard seeds, finely sieve the crumbs, and put them in the urn..."

This dish was directly cooked by Mo Wuhen for more than half, and the remaining three people were not angry. There were already many dishes, and they often ate them, unlike Mo Wuhen who made such a fuss.

"Lizhi, why don't you have an appetite, it seems like it was the same last time!"

"No, Mommy, I just feel that these are too bland and I don't have much appetite."

It's not so much that Li Lizhi's small mouth was spoiled by Mo Wuhen, it's better to say that he eats these dishes often and gets a little tired.

"Oh? Kid Mo, do you have anything more delicious?"

"It's definitely not as delicious as these, but it can be said to be relatively new, and no one has eaten it!"

"Then do you have any?"

Although Li Shimin asked such a simple question, his eyes gave him away long ago. Li Shimin was staring straight at the backpack behind Mo Wuhen.

Looking at Li Lizhi, I found that she also looked expectant.

Mo Wuhen took out spicy duck neck, chicken feet with pickled peppers, spiced beef jerky, fish tofu, pork shop and other snacks from the system by means of his backpack.

Li Shimin looked at the small snacks on the big table, and randomly picked up one to look at.

"How should I eat this?"

"I'm telling you, Aye! You only need this, and you can eat it!"

Li Lizhi looked at the table full of snacks, and her appetite disappeared immediately. She picked up a piece of beef jerky and showed it to Li Shimin.

Seeing this, Li Shimin tore open the neck of the spicy duck in his hand, and took a bite.

There is a hint of sweetness in the first taste, and then a burst of spiciness sweeps over.

"So spicy! So spicy!"

Li Shimin quickly took a sip of wine, but found that this thing is really good when served as a drink.

Li Shimin became more and more addicted to eating, and Li Lizhi was not idle at the side. When Li Lizhi wanted to eat a chicken feet with pickled peppers, he was directly photographed by Mo Wuhen.

"Don't eat it, this is too spicy, you can't eat it, and it's not good for your health!"

"Young lady too, try not to eat this spicy one!"

"Also, I have medicine here to treat qi diseases. Lizhi has taken it for a while, and see if her complexion has improved."

"What! You say it again?"

When Li Shimin heard this, he was so excited that he spilled wine on himself, but he didn't care about it now.

He heard that his Avalokitesvara (bi) was saved!
"There is a cure!"

After Mo Wuhen finished speaking, he also took out the medicine from the bag, handed it to Li Shimin, and then instructed.

"Take this medicine once a day, and spray it in your mouth if it's serious."

Mo Wuhen told Li Shimin little by little that Li Shimin was also humbly remembering.

It seems that at this moment he is no longer the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, but a husband who worries about the woman he loves.

Empress Changsun winked at Li Lizhi, as if to say: "Look, this is my husband, warm up!"

Li Lizhi made a grimace, as if answering "Isn't my husband the most powerful?"