I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

"Don't think about it, you can't beat him." In this silence, Yin Xuan silently added.

Li Shimin's face froze, and Yin Xuan saw through his thoughts, which made him a little annoyed: "I'm not as childish as you, go bully Gun Gun."

Yin Xuan's face was calm, and he took a sip of his tea: "Even Lulu can't touch the rolling butt, so don't even think about it."

Li Shimin gritted his teeth.

"Also, it's not that you don't want to bully Gun Gun, you just can't beat him."

Li Shimin gritted his teeth, wishing he could hit Yin Xuan's head with the ball in his hand.

But he couldn't bear it.

This ball is not as good-looking as those cujus in his imperial city - he even has a cuju made of gold thread, of course he didn't send someone to do it.

Instead, when Emperor Sui Yang was conquered, he treasured the things that were exchanged from his treasure house.

But no matter whether it is made of gold thread or filled with other rare birds, it is not as good as the one in his hand - it is so round and elastic in the hand.

"How did you do it?" Li Shimin played with it for a while, put Yin Xuan's words against himself behind him, and asked curiously.

Yin Xuan said softly, "It's made of rubber."

rubber?

Li Shimin was taken aback, can rubber still make this stuff?
Then what came out of my heart was a burst of distress. Rubber is such a precious thing. Isn't it good to use it on trains and ships? Why use it as a gadget for entertainment.

"You..." Li Shimin opened his mouth, and before he could utter the reprimand, Yin Xuan stopped him.

"Don't make such a face."

"How old are you?"

Yin Xuan waved his hand in disgust: "Now that there is a stable and large amount of rubber output, we don't have to live as tight as before."

Li Shimin heaved a sigh of relief, hugged the ball, and still felt a little distressed: "That day Zhurong produced more rubber than rubber grass?"

"A lot more." Yin Xuan gave an affirmative answer, "I just planted another batch this year, and I will stop planting at all next year."

Li Shimin snorted: "That's about the same."

Saying that, he paused.

Shamelessly uttered a sentence: "Since there is no shortage of rubber, I will take this ball back."

Yin Xuan frowned, and was shocked by Li Shimin's shamelessness: "Good guy, so you have such an idea."

"You don't need it." Li Shimin was confident, "I haven't seen you play Cuju before."

Yin Xuan said: "I'll keep it for the factory."

Li Shimin was even more confident: "I went to see it today, and the construction period is at least half a year. After half a year, you don't know how many Cujus will be made."

"The Cuju field has been repaired." Yin Xuan waved his hand, not at all used to him, "It's good for the group of people I raised to play in the past."

Li Shimin couldn't find an excuse to get down, so he was silent for a while, rolled his eyes, and thought of a way: "How about this, we each have a group of people, and we will have a Cuju competition according to the rules you said .”

"Whoever wins can take this Cuju away, how about it?"

Yin Xuan didn't answer, but just looked at Li Shimin with a look like a fool.

He looked a little uncomfortable, looked around, and there was nothing strange: "Why are you looking at me like that."

Yin Xuan sighed: "I... this... well, I don't even know how to say hello to you."

Li Shimin was puzzled.

"This ball is originally mine." Yin Xuan pointed at the ball with a helpless tone, "Why should I play a game with you to decide the ownership of what belongs to me?"

Li Shimin hated and clenched his fists.

This little fox didn't even fit in.

"But...you can play football." Just as Li Shimin was thinking about how to continue to trick Yin Xuan, he heard his son-in-law speak and agreed.

Li Shimin let out an "ah" in surprise.

Yin Xuan said with a smile: "I also want to take a look at Cuju. If the kick makes me happy, I can give you this ball."

Li Shimin couldn't wait to pat the table, looking like he was afraid of Yin Xuan's repentance: "Okay, then it's settled."

"We will set it in ten days."

Although I want to play a game right now, but... the court will rest for the next time in ten days, so I just take advantage of this time to make preparations.

The group of rangers under Yin Xuan's hands also often play Cuju.

Although I have been using Datang's gameplay before.

But... they have been doing very well all the time, even if they started hastily, they should be able to play well?Anyway, the opposite is also vegetable chicken.

The big deal is that chickens peck at each other.

ten days later.

The restaurant lined up early in the morning, but...the door was closed and never opened.

There is also a small wooden sign hanging on it, with a few words written on it: "Go out to watch the game, take a day off."

watching football?

What ball are you looking at?Those white balls in Pingkangfang?That's not right, the wives of Duke Zhengyang are stunningly beautiful that no one in the world can match.

"How can I rest today." A scholar clenched his fists, his face turned a little red, "I have saved money for half a year, and I just want to eat some steamed stuffed buns with four gods and eight treasures."

Someone was surprised: "You can save so much money in half a year?"

That's one hundred buns.

The scholar snorted, showing a proud expression.

The man's friend tugged at his sleeve, and introduced in a low voice: "This is a man who serialized novels in a magazine. He has been bought by several theater troupes and turned it into a drama. He is very popular in Pingkangfang. gone."

It turned out to be a writer!

The man let out a cry of surprise, and bowed his hands in compliment: "I've been admiring you for a long time."

The writer sighed: "Do you know where Mr. Zhengyang went to watch football and what kind of football he was watching?"

One person hesitated and said, "Ten days ago, I heard Mr. Zhengyang tell his father-in-law that there was going to be a Cuju competition in the factory run by Mr. Zhengyang outside the city."

"I don't know if it's the ball."

Cuju?

Speaking of this, many people cheered up.

They are also generally good Cuju players, the kind who are invincible all over the street.

"Where is the new factory of Zhengyanggong?" Someone asked.

"It looks like three or four miles to the west of the city." Someone answered aloud.

Some people complained: "How can we build a factory in such a remote place? Even if the Datongfang has no place, just go to a few other places."

"Could it be that the court forbade it?"

When these words fell to the ground, no one responded. Suspecting the relationship between the imperial court and Duke Zhengyang was not something they could do.

One person greeted: "Anyway, the restaurant is not open, it's still early, let's go watch the football game."

"Go together, go together."

"I know a coachman. He should rest today. We can hire his car."