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

Li Shimin thought he had worked hard, and finally persuaded Wu Sui.

Actually...

Wu Jue also took advantage of it. After all, Datang didn't know much about money houses.

Loans are actually one of the main sources of income for the bank. One of the headaches Wu Jue has always had is that not many people come to borrow money.

Occasionally, some chambers of commerce would come over, borrowing not much money, and repaying the money very quickly, even...many people, many merchants, did not know that the bank actually had such a business.

Li Shimin came up with such a thing.

In fact, it was doing business for the bank for free. This was supposed to be a benefit for the court, but Wu Jue took a lot of advantage because of poor information.

Of course Yin Xuan should reward this capable girl.

Wu Jue is not polite either.

I ordered some dishes that were not on the menu, and I also ordered some nourishing and nourishing soups. It can be predicted that the next period of time will be a spurt of the bank's business, but some are tired.

Eat and drink well.

Wu Jue also left, and he wanted to prepare for the future.

When Datang caused a commotion because of the thinning method, and everyone turned into ants on a hot pot, the two people from Persia still hadn't left Datang.

Yisi Teng III had a sense of reluctance to miss Shu.

Everything in Datang is too fresh.

He hasn't gotten tired of riding bicycles alone, and he has to go out and ride around the city every day, and Elder Kupsoe doesn't stop him from doing so.

Exercising and exercising...is good.

In addition, Yi Siqi III also fell into a deep obsession with Pingkangfang.

In the land of brothels, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

The joy of silk and bamboo in the Tang Dynasty blinded Yi Siqi III's eyes, and even...he even met a fairy who could speak Persian fluently.

In this short period of time, Yi Sicheng III spent nearly five hundred astronomical figures on this fairy.

It is different from the young and strong Yi Sideng III.

Elder Kupso didn't like Pingkangfang. Of course... physical strength may also be the key reason for restricting his idea. If he was weak, even if he wasn't embarrassed on the spot, if it became a talking point behind his back, he would lose face to Persia.

Just one Yi Siqi III will be fine.

I can't... the two Persians who came to Datang, neither of them are very good.

Elder Kupso is obsessed with Datang's cuju. If the emperor of Datang doesn't summon him, then he will definitely not miss every game he can watch.

He likes the vibe of the...young guys working hard on the court, rubbing off, or making sparks.

Especially when...he heard that a team on the Cuju field was formed by the son of the Tang Emperor, and he also saw that prince being taken three or four meters away with a sliding shovel, his face was scratched, and his face was soaked. blood.

There was no pause in the game, and the audience cheered for the crisp tackle,
Afterwards, the player who uprooted the prince was not punished in any way, and was even named the best player in the game.

To Elder Kupso, this was unbelievable.

Equality, freedom, competition.

It appeared on such a small ball.

He is eager to bring the sport of cuju back to Persia, but he knows that if... he simply brings a cuju back, it will only become a plaything for nobles in the end, and it will not be like Datang.

He couldn't be more clear about his country.

Ever since, he had a bold idea, and this one bold idea gradually evolved into two.

Tongfu Restaurant.

Elder Kupso came here with Yi Siqi III who was a little reluctant to leave Pingkangfang. During this period of time, they did not dare to come to Tongfu Restaurant.

Let one of the most honorable people in Datang cook for himself...

Elder Kupso was afraid that his status as a foreigner would offend him, but now, the time has come.

He didn't order.

Instead, he directly brought Yi Sicheng III to Yin Xuan.

The diners around cast strange glances, and some even couldn't sit still, and were about to stand up and throw these foreigners who didn't understand the rules out.

Elder Kupso learned the etiquette of the Tang Dynasty, and bowed to Yin Xuan: "The great, respected, and supreme Lord Zhengyang of the Tang Dynasty, and the humble elder of the Persian Kingdom, express our highest respect to you."

Yi Siqi III has a good appearance, but he still has some king's background after all: "The great Tang Zhengyang Gong, the king of Persia, Yi Siqi III, salutes you."

King, elder?
The scholar who got up hesitated for a while, and looked at Di Renjie.

Di Renjie waved to him, and the man continued to sit back.Persia?The country that was saved by Datang.Did they come to thank Lord Zhengyang?

In short, their identities gave them the opportunity to stay here.

"Is there something wrong?" Yin Xuan looked at them and chuckled.

Elder Kupso sorted out his words, and said slowly: "Great Lord Zhengyang, I want to get your permission, and I want to bring Cuju back to my country."

Yin Xuan nodded: "Cuju is free, you can just take it home. If you don't know the rules, go to the bookstore, there are the most detailed rules of Cuju, you can buy a copy."

Elder Kupso said cautiously again: "I still want your permission, I hope... I can organize a league like Datang after I go back."

"And I hope that the teams in our league can get the chance to play against the Datang team."

Yin Xuan took a deep look at him and agreed: "Of course it is possible, but... I hope you can seize this opportunity."

This is a very smart decision.

Not only from the perspective of promoting the Cuju League, but simply from the perspective of building the relationship between Persia and Datang, this is also a profitable method.

Yin Xuan understood, but Yi Sicheng III didn't understand, he didn't understand why, for a mere cuju, he went to war so much.

From Persia to Datang, even he could tell that it was not a small expense, especially when Persia did not have the ability to do so.

Elder Kupso was silent for a while, then struggled to open his mouth: "Great Lord Zhengyang, I still have a merciless request."

These words, his second bold idea, had been rehearsed in his mind for a long time.

"I hope...you can come back to Persia with us and personally guide the Cuju League. The great you will definitely lead us out of the haze faster."

The restaurant suddenly fell silent.

At this moment, the heart of Sima Zhao exposed by him made the air freeze.

One slammed the table, stood up, and stared fiercely at Elder Kupso.

Di Renjie narrowed his eyes, and his expression became unhappy.