In the blink of an eye, the autumn wind blew leaves all over Tokyo.
Recently, there has been a lively phenomenon in Tokyo City: the Li's Cloth Shop, which initially caused a lot of controversy, has grown its business and opened fifteen branches in Tokyo City.
Things from the Song Dynasty were known for their exquisite craftsmanship; even the simple clothes worn by commoners were made with high-quality workmanship.
But Li's Cloth Shop is different; the clothes there don't look as high-quality as handmade ones.
Initially, it was criticized by many people, and even by those who told the story, it was described as a failure, something only the poorest people would buy, and even the poor wouldn't buy it.
But only a few months later, no one dared to say that anymore.
With a price of 40 coins per piece, he brought down the business of all the cloth shops. If it weren't for the constant shortage of goods at Li's cloth shop, the other cloth shops would have gone out of business long ago, or been forced to give up their business with commoners and focus on silk and business with nobles.
Merchants in Tokyo have been having trouble sleeping lately because they feel the world is changing too fast.
Or rather, the changes were too bizarre, completely defying common sense.
Because of their low prices, Li's Clothing Store's clothes sold better and better, especially in autumn when the weather turned cooler, some people would buy several pieces at once.
Among these people buying clothes, there are plenty of those who are not short of money.
After all, it's cheap, and nobody would turn down money.
Most people aren't so rich that they don't care about money.
At this time, many merchants in Tokyo began to reflect on their past business practices.
With the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, the chefs in the palace are busy making mooncakes.
The pastries of the Song Dynasty were very exquisite and elegant, and Japan inherited this advantage in later generations.
The major pastry shops in Tokyo were also busy, and some newly opened restaurants were packed with people.
The stability of grain prices has also temporarily calmed people's hearts.
However, some people are not in a good mood. Behind the bustling city of Tokyo, the food supply is actually very tight.
In the southwest, a large transport fleet is working day and night to move grain from Jiaozhou, some by land and some by water.
Judging from the memorial submitted by Zhang Jun, the military commissioner of Jiaozhou, the grain supply in Jiaozhou was barely enough to sustain the region.
During this period, the people of Jiaozhou worked tirelessly in the fields.
As the demand for food increased, more and more paper money flowed southwest, and the usage of paper money in Jiaozhou surged.
On Zhao Ding's financial records, a downward trend began to appear, which meant that the imperial court could start printing money!
While everything was proceeding according to the rules set by the emperor and along his strategic path, the emperor himself was in the Guanjia Hall, looking at the sweet potato leaves that had sprouted, with a simple, honest smile like that of an old farmer.
These days, Zhao Huan is extremely anxious.
He was like a student waiting for winter or summer vacation, counting down the days until finally, on September 8th, his sweet potatoes were ripe.
He couldn't wait to start a fire in the backyard and then buried the sweet potatoes in it himself.
The heads of the State Affairs Hall, the Privy Council, the Military Governor's Office, the Censorate, the Supervisory Council, the Hanlin Academy, and the Censorate all received the Emperor's summons.
When the ministers arrived at Genyue, in the northeast corner of the palace, they saw the emperor sitting on a small stool, poking at the firewood on the ground with a pair of fire tongs.
The ministers looked at each other, wondering what the emperor was up to now.
What kind of poison is being sold in this gourd again!
"Your humble servant greets Your Majesty!"
"Gentlemen, you may dispense with the formalities."
Zhao Huan used fire tongs to take a piece of roasted sweet potato out of the fire. The sweet potato was black on the outside, and part of it looked like charcoal.
A palace maid walked over carrying a jade tray, and the emperor placed sweet potatoes on it, which seemed particularly out of place.
The ministers were even more confused. "Your Majesty, are you perhaps going to become obsessed with making elixirs of immortality?"
Holy crap! This won't do! Those are all lies!
Zhao Huan then took another one out of the fire and placed it on a jade plate held by another palace maid.
"Give one to the Empress and one to Consort Han, and tell them to peel off the outer skin and eat it."
"yes!"
"Send it over quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."
The palace maids, carrying jade platters, disappeared into Genyue with light, quick steps.
Xu Churen couldn't help but ask curiously, "Your Majesty, what is this?"
"Sweet potato, didn't I tell you that before?"
Xu Churen was slightly taken aback, and the other ministers in the prime minister's office also showed strange expressions.
Zhao Huan laughed and said, "Can you smell the fragrance?"
Tang Ke swallowed hard and couldn't help but say, "I can smell it!"
"Come, come, everyone, have a taste of the sweet potatoes I roasted for you."
The emperor excitedly began picking sweet potatoes out of the firewood pile, one after another, thoroughly enjoying himself.
After the ministers finished eating, they began to discuss the rapid spread of this product.
This is a highly nutritious and filling food. Most importantly, it can save lives and is easy to make.
Then the palace maids stood by, carrying jade trays, and prepared a handkerchief for each person.
The ministers were still a bit confused. Could this thing be eaten?
Can they really eat that much?
It's so black, like a hot coal. What should I do if I bite into something black?
We are ministers of the prime minister's office!
Holy crap! Emperor, are you out of your mind? This thing is actually edible!
If this thing hadn't been a gift from the emperor, these high-ranking officials would probably have already started cursing, then thrown the plate and sweet potatoes on the ground, angrily saying, "I'd rather starve to death than eat a single bite!"
Zhao Huan looked at the bewildered ministers and then said very seriously, "Eat, no problem."
The ministers carefully began peeling the sweet potatoes, using towels as a barrier, and soon the golden flesh inside was revealed, emitting an irresistible aroma.
but……
How can we eat without chopsticks!
Are we just going to keep eating like this?
The ministers were puzzled, but they saw the emperor skillfully peel the skin and then take big bites!
Damn it! They really just ate it like that!
This is utterly disgraceful!
Since the emperor has already taken a bite, what are we still hesitating for?
Who among them dared to ask for chopsticks?
You think you're so precious, needing chopsticks too! Do you need a knife?
So the ministers also started eating.
He took that first bite without thinking, and it was so hot that he spat it out of his mouth and yelled twice.
The ministers felt they had completely lost face today.
The sight almost made Zhao Huan burst out laughing.
He had eaten roasted sweet potatoes before, so he knew they were hot and could control the size when taking a bite, but Xu Churen and the others had never eaten them.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me!"
"It's alright, it's normal for the first time to eat it, no one got burned, right?"
"No."
"That's good, continue."
The second time was much better. When I ate the sweet potato meat, my face immediately changed, and I was filled with happiness.
Holy crap! This thing...
It smells so good!
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