I became the son of Renzong

"Mother, my son will make a new meal today, and this meal can be stored for a longer time. The space in the palace is limited, and my son wants to buy the residents next to the palace wall..."

Compressed biscuits, first of all, are biscuits, which are food for both military and civilian purposes. Since no one is involved, they can only be made first by themselves.

For a food factory that has begun to take shape, an idle house in the palace will definitely not be enough.And now I can't have the chance to leave the palace, so I can only buy the residents next to the palace wall.

Housing prices in the capital... don't think about it, it will never be cheap.

Empress Cao has been ignoring Xi'er's age, and no one treats Xi'er as a child when she only talks about words and talents.Xi'er is even thoughtful about many things.

Is this right or wrong?

The butter is already there at this time, very good, and then there is the matter of the stove. Last time, Zhao Xi had asked to build a stove with upper and lower fires.There is nothing left.

Zhao Xi asked Liu Yi to call two servants who made cakes, and began to direct the making of biscuits.

Sweet, salty, milky, scallion, you can order everything.The biggest difference with the cake is actually the time and heat.

It's just a slow fire for a long time...

The relatives added a few more delicate snacks, sometimes scattered, sometimes wrapped in oil paper, with various flavors, really suitable for all ages.

The ministers and workers rewarded them with more snacks.

For a time, women and children knew... a kind of snack called biscuit became popular in Bianjing.

At the same time, in the palace wall cake shop, the sale of this kind of snack called biscuit was released.All kinds of tastes are available, the styles are novel and unique, and the prices are ordinary.

But anyone who has a little spare money can buy it for their own children.

The key point is that this product is not as precious as a cake, and the taste will not change after several days, or even more than a month, it can still be eaten, and the taste is still delicious.

Bianliang has never been short of novel snacks, and there has never been a snack like biscuits that is cheap, diverse in taste, and easy to store.

"Cao Taiwei, didn't you say it was a military supply? Why is the city full of biscuits now?"

The grandpa of the Gao family didn't blame Cao Cong, but...it was just that there was an opportunity to make a fortune in front of them, but they didn't cherish it. Now thinking about it, they often regret it. If he is given another chance, he wants to say to Cao Cong: It's important.

"Gao Taigong, although they are similar, they are not the same thing. Besides, who can talk about military supplies in the temple?"

"Taiwei, what is the best plan now?"

I still want to make this money!This is not a cake and cannot be trafficked.This food can be shipped to all military states in the Song Dynasty.The benefits in the meantime... Alas!The older you get, the more careful you live.

"Your Majesty once sent a message that Prince E wanted to sell the residences of the households next to the palace wall..."

"Where does the inner government get the money? The court minister is not allowed to do this."

"No, all the necessary assets are obtained from selling the cake formula. They are the prince's private property, and they will not be stored in the left or inside."

When it comes to Lord E, old man Gao is silent.

The rumors in the world, or the praises of scholars, those things are unimaginable.

I have never seen the real Lord E, nor have I seen how evil he is. Even if it is mixed with the cake, old man Gao still can't believe that it is a three-year-old child who is so-called... By the way, he is almost four years old, and he is still only a child. child.

Even old man Gao was dubious about what Cao Taiwei said, but he felt that the officials and Neiyuan were in distress, and they were just taking advantage of Prince E's name to solicit money.

The cake... I'm afraid it was also created by the royal chef in the palace, borrowing the name of Prince E.

Therefore, when talking about the military rations, the old man refused straight away, and even made sense to the Shi family, and finally the three families rejected the matter.

And now...

"Captain, can this matter be remedied?"

It's fine if I don't know, but the money that was supposed to be drawn over is just missed, old man Gao is a little bit unwilling.

His family did not have the empress of the Cao family, the head of the inner palace, Zhaofu, and the name of the Shi family's greed for money for two consecutive generations. It is very expensive to support such a large family.

Chapter 35

Zhao Xi hasn't been busy with buying palace wall tenants at all these days, so it's just a pretense.

First mention the reason for compressing the biscuits, then let the biscuits hype up, and let the wind expand... He didn't believe that no one came to eat meat because of the fishy smell.

Of course this is only within a certain range.

For example, the husbands, even if they have guesses, they can't take care of these trivial matters.

The New Deal keeps them busy.

Although Zhao Xi felt urgent, she was not in a hurry, after all, she was still young...

If it can be done now, it will be done, but if it can't be done, we have to wait for time.

Therefore, he just begged the queen for some elderly court ladies recently... The so-called getting old means that he will no longer be favored by the old man.

This kind of people are relatively down-to-earth, they no longer fantasize about being in the family, and accept their fate, and some even form a company, and live together.

This kind of person has an advantage, they don't have a particularly good relationship with that concubine, and they are relatively innocent in social relations.

What's more, they are all silted up with maternal love and have nowhere to vent... But Zhao Xi is still the master who is loved by everyone.

Even if I don't have the chance to have children, it's very comfortable to see a child like Prince E every day.

The biscuits come from the hands of this group of people.

What really pleased Zhao Xi was that none of this group of people was stupid, on the contrary, they were all ingenious, even easier to train than those eunuchs.

Therefore, biscuits are no longer limited to sweet, salty and green onion flavors.

Empress Cao didn't care about these these days, as usual, it is the queen's business to raise the prince. Even if it is Concubine Zhang Xian, according to the rules, the prince should be handed over to the Ciming Palace for upbringing.

Although Empress Cao was not sure whether the officials would break the rules for Zhang, she had to do what she had to do.

She has to do everything by herself, from being a close caller, to a wet nurse, to arranging the baby's room.

Just today, Mrs. Wen has been in for a long time, at least Empress Cao feels that the time is not short... The news from her uncle's family came in, and the family members came to the palace to say it, and she wanted to get involved with the biscuits again, and she was anxious , thinking of going to talk to Xi'er, but I shouldn't walk away here.

Zhao Zhen even rejected the play on the grounds that the name is justified, Zhang's birth today, and the husbands also understand.

"Official family, Mrs. Wen is here, and Mrs. Zhang is not the first child, so don't worry."

"I know, I know..."

Zhao Zhen swayed while agreeing, without stopping at all.

How many times have I always waited with hope, but in the end I always get hit again and again.