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What's Kogoro Mori's perk?
Li Ke is very clear: "Will your cheering up be to wake up at ten o'clock in the morning tomorrow, eat a meal until three o'clock in the afternoon, and then watch TV until eight o'clock in the evening? Continue to sleep?"

Li Ke's words were like a heavy hammer, and Kogoro Mori was stunned.

"You... sir, have you installed a camera in my house?"

In an instant, Mao Li Xiaowu broke his defenses, raised his head suddenly, looked around, and kept searching in his room full of peculiar smells. He couldn't bear others to observe his life.

"Do you think that's possible?"

Li Ke said leisurely.

Mori Kogoro still couldn't find the camera after all, he let out a long breath, "Damn it, I feel like my life is covered in a layer of volcanic ash."

The old island country made an analogy, and Li Ke smiled.

"Your daughter is about to grow up. If you want to cheer up, go and see your daughter."

After Li Ke finished speaking, he quit the group chat. It was already late at night, and in front of Li Ke were the things sent by Wei Zheng and Cheng Yaojin.

One is the list of new salt merchants and their tasks, and the other is the current output of Longxi Salt Mine and the list of workers.

Using salt ore to make salt can be said to be of great merit, but Li Ke is not the heart of the Virgin Mary. I took out this thing in order to get rewards.

Money is one aspect, but reputation is also necessary.

Li Ke thought for a while, then smiled faintly: "Daji, go and deliver a letter."

This letter is naturally sent to Li Shimin. The purpose is to ask for money. You owe me so much money. It’s not too much for me to take some of my own things, right?

Spring is about to start, and a new storm is about to start in the entire Tang Dynasty. Li Ke wants to use this opportunity to establish his own sect early. The Qinling Mountains, which stretch for thousands of miles, is the best place to go.

Daji came back soon, and brought back a handwritten letter with a big seal. With this handwritten letter, you can have as much money in the treasury as you want.

"Master, do you want to send some people to the Qinling Mountains?"

Li Ke shook his head: "It's freezing cold, there's no need to waste manpower and material resources."

"For the time being, let's go to Xishan to get some coal. It's a kind of dark thing."

Li Ke casually picked up a drawing and threw it to Daji: "Let Wei Zheng find a few craftsmen tomorrow and make them first. Remember to keep it secret."

Daji was a little puzzled: "Master, where shall we go?"

Li Ke closed his eyes and said with a smile: "Of course I want to go to Xishan, where there is more coal."

It was called Xishan in the past, and Shanxi later. Anyway, they are all similar places. There are a lot of coal mines. It can be said that in some places, you can just shovel down under your feet and you will get black coal.

After the salt price in Chang'an stabilized, the important place of Datang, centered on Chang'an, soon began to replace salt merchants.

This round of cleansing was like washing the marrow and cutting the hair. In an instant, Li Shimin realized how tricky the Tang Dynasty was.

It's not that he doesn't give these people a chance to be tricky, but that now Li Shimin is short of money, you made so much before, don't blame me for being ruthless if you don't take it out.

With the letter in hand and his royal status, Li Ke's journey from Chang'an was very smooth. The princes in the imperial city looked at Li Ke who could come and go freely, and suddenly felt that the prince's robes on them were just decorations.

Why, why can he go out, why we have to look at Teacher Li Gang's face every day.

My majestic prince also wants to see the face of an old man?
Can't be a prince without looking at his face?

Only Wei Zheng stood in the cold wind, lost in thought facing the blueprint in his hand.

Cheng Yaojin was opening a mine, and he didn't seem to know how to find craftsmen, so he might as well go to the Ministry of Industry to have a look.

In the hall of the Ministry of Industry, the dreary carbon fire makes people drowsy, or the Ministry of Industry of the Tang Dynasty is just a decoration, mainly because they have no money. They spend a huge amount of silver every year, but they never let the emperor feel that they are living too much. Well done.

As soon as Wei Zheng came in, he heard a whimpering sound, and a strong wind blew from the top of his head.

When Wei Zheng raised his head, he suddenly discovered that there was not a big hole in his head?

And the drowsy, even drooling old guy sitting in front of him didn't seem to care at all.

Such a simple environment, sleeping so soundly?

Wei Zheng suddenly became a little angry.

"Samurai Yu!"

"The office of the Ministry of Industry is so simple, why not repair it?"

The man on the opposite chair was propping up the table with his hands, and he was leaning against the thick blanket behind him. He was suddenly awakened by Wei Zheng's angry shout, and his eyes immediately showed doubts, followed by anger.

A loud voice suddenly rang out with the sleepiness that had not yet completely dissipated: "What are you doing here?"

"You're fucking blind!"

"How poor is the Ministry of Industry? I don't have any money!"

After the samurai Xun came to his senses, he cursed angrily.

Wei Zheng's face remained calm. After all, he came here with His Highness's mission. His Highness said that if we build ten sets of this thing now, it won't be cold in winter.

Wei Zheng is also a human being, although he has practiced the kung fu taught to him by His Highness, he is still of flesh and blood and afraid of the cold.

At this time, he was always envious of Daji beside Li Ke, as if the cold wind hadn't affected her in the slightest.

"Samurai Yu, do you want money?"

The samurai Xun was taken aback, huh?What happened today?There are unexpected gains in scolding individuals.

Who is the samurai Xun, who was born as a merchant, and spared no effort to support the Li family's entrepreneurship, which is why he has today's status.

Li Shimin didn't like him, but he still gave him the position of Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry because of his old relationship with the warrior Xun.

Therefore, the samurai Xun is very low-key on weekdays. In the court, he is not liked by others. They say that he smells like copper. He doesn't understand. Being an official in the same dynasty, is it true that being born in a merchant is the original sin?

He was not happy when Wei Zheng came over today, and he opened his mouth too much, but Wei Zheng didn't seem to care at all.

This guy won't hold any bad water in his head, will he?

"Wei Zheng, don't talk nonsense."

Wei Zheng smiled faintly, and stood with his hands behind his back: "Samurai Xun, I will give you a chance to ask for some money from His Majesty to repair the hall of the Ministry of Industry."

"It's fine if you don't thank me, and you still say such wild words, hey."

When the samurai Xun heard this, it was wrong. Could it be that Wei Zheng really had a solution?

"Wei Zheng, you are not fooling me, are you?"

Wei Zheng found a chair and sat down: "Do you think I'm a fool?"

The warrior Xun took a look and sized up Wei Zheng: "Are you really not lying to me?"

"Will His Majesty listen to you?"

Wei Zheng didn't speak, and put the blueprint in his hand on the table.

The samurai Xun picked up the blueprint, and there was a sudden look in his suspicious eyes.

"This... this thing has never been seen before."

"It's not something new, is it?"