Murong Nie looked at the expression on Li Junche's face and smiled with his mouth closed.
My own prince has not eaten meat for more than 20 years, and he does not even look at women.
Now that I see a beautiful woman in the backyard every day, I don’t believe that she won’t be tempted by her.
"Your Majesty, the Princess sent someone to bring you supper." The guard's voice came from outside the study.
Murong Nie raised his eyebrows, well done!
"Come in." Li Junche looked at the bowl held by Man Qiu.
He and Wen Jinhe often had dinner together, but this was the first time Wen Jinhe had given them snacks.
"What is this? I've never seen it before." It's like noodles but whiter and has a very smooth texture.
Man Qiu replied: "This is the chicken soup noodles made by the kitchen according to the instructions of the princess. In the next few days, the kitchen will continue to try new dishes in preparation for the opening of the restaurant."
Murong Nie stared at the rice noodles in Li Junche's bowl, "It's okay for the princess to open a restaurant, but if you develop new dishes and the customers don't like them, you will have to lose money to do business."
Murong Nie did not think that Wen Jinhe had the talent for business as a princess who had been locked up in the cold palace all year round and was only released to marry at the age of sixteen.
Li Junche turned his head and glanced at Murong Nie, his eyes revealing a hint of protection and dissatisfaction, "It tastes good, I guess there will be business."
The two had only been together for less than a month, and Li Junche discovered that Wen Jinhe always had some weird ideas and knew a lot of things.
Even Butler Li said that the servants trained by the princess were extraordinary.
There is a natural sense of intimacy when you look at it.
Murong Nie heard that a bowl of chicken soup noodles actually made Li Junche feel good. It must not taste bad. "Is there any left in the palace kitchen? Give me a bowl."
Man Qiu bent her knees and glanced at Murong Nie, "No more."
Murong Nie looked at Man Qiu's leaving figure. Was he being stared at just now?
The Secretary of the Ministry of Justice was very fast. Half a month later, Wen Jinhe's restaurant was about to open, and Wang Shuyao's marriage was decided.
The legitimate son of a minister of the Ministry of Industry, he was a perfect match.
Mrs. Wang was also afraid of offending Li Yuheng, so she found a husband whose family was not weak in power for her daughter.
Even if he was really dissatisfied, Li Yuheng would not be willing to confront the Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of Works, especially since the Minister of Works had always been in a neutral position.
With this marriage, the Minister of Justice showed to the outside world that he was also in a neutral position.
Even if Li Yuheng wanted to cause trouble for him, it would be difficult to do so.
The chef in Prince Che's kitchen was exploited by Wen Jinhe for half a month.
The fire in the earthen stove is never extinguished every day.
All the servants in Prince Che's Mansion have gained weight. Only the white-haired Butler Li looked at the head of the ledger and shook his head.
It’s time to report the accounts to Wen Jinhe once every half month.
Butler Li held up the ledger and said: "There are still seven thousand taels of silver in the mansion's account. Autumn is coming next month. The princess needs to buy more clothes and jewelry, so some silver will inevitably be spent. The queen's birthday is coming soon. If there is nothing ready in the mansion, I still need to go out to purchase birthday gifts.”
Wen Jinhe looked at the account book carefully and found that Li Junche had not paid much money from the account in the past half month.
"I don't need to buy any more jewelry for my princess. I can't wear it all after buying so much. I can order some clothes. As for the queen's birthday gift, the prince will receive his salary this month. You can go to the prince and see what he means."
Butler Li has a lot of trouble. This month's salary is still in the treasury, but his princess is worried about it.
After Butler Li finished his report, it was Man Qiu's turn.
In the past half month, there was no income in Wen Jinhe's private account, only expenses.
Butler Li listened to Man Qiu's little talk, talking about how much money was spent here and how much money was spent there.
After the report, Man Qiu concluded: "There are one hundred thousand taels of silver in the account, and there are still ninety-three thousand taels left."
Butler Li smacked his tongue. The whole palace only spent two thousand taels in half a month, but the princess's private account suddenly went out to seven thousand taels.
Fortunately this is a smuggling warehouse, otherwise the prince would not be able to afford it.
Wen Jinhe's attitude seemed very normal, "What are the arrangements for the second half of the month?"
Man Qiu reported back: "The restaurant should be able to turn a profit after it opens in the second half of the month. The blacksmith shop and rubber workshop are still in the development stage. Before the things you requested, Princess, are made, I'm afraid we will still lose money."
There’s a lot of wasted materials, workers’ wages, and expenses.
Wen Jinhe asked again: "How is the situation in the fields?"
He Shi stood up and said, "Back to Princess, some vegetables are ready to be picked for use in the restaurant. Most of them are still in the growth stage and are currently growing normally."
Wen Jinhe nodded and said to Man Qiu: "When reporting in the future, call all the shopkeepers and ask them to bring their account books."
Man Qiu knelt down and said, "Yes."
Butler Li met Li Junche on the way back.
Seeing him holding the account book, Li Junche asked, "Are you going to report the palace's accounts to the princess?"
Butler Li nodded, "Today is the day when the princess stipulates that the palace accounts should be reported to her every month, and it has just ended."
He wanted to remind his prince and queen about the birthday gift, but his mind changed and he decided to wait until the prince's salary came down.
The profits from the shops and farms under the prince's name haven't been delivered yet this month. It should be enough to make up for it by then.
"I heard that your restaurant will open in three days. Do you need me to bring some friends to support you?" After these days of feeding, Li Junche felt that this restaurant will definitely make money.
The dishes are all kinds of strange, and some of them have never been eaten before.
Each taste has its own characteristics, but overall it's pretty good.
Wen Jinhe looked at Li Junche and asked, "Your Majesty brought his friends to support him, who will pay the bill in the end?"
Li Junche: "Of course I will settle the bill, and I won't rely on you for your money."
Wen Jinhe pursed his lips and shook his head, and said seriously: "The wool comes from the sheep. When the prince settles the bill, he uses the prince's silver, which is equivalent to using my money. It is not cost-effective. I don't have to worry about business, so I don't have to make money from my own family. "
Li Junche was stunned, "When did the palace's money become your money?"
Wen Jinhe stood up, sat on Li Junche's lap, and put his arms around his neck, "Even you, the prince, are mine, not to mention your money."
Li Junche's legs were stiff and he felt a little numb, as if he was being bitten by ants.
He wrapped one hand around Wen Jinhe's slender waist and stood up, letting go of his hand, "It's a clear day, Princess, it's better to be careful."
Man Qiu and Man Dong were still standing in the room, not caring.
Wen Jinhe retracted his hand and sat on the couch, "We are a legitimate couple, why is the prince so shy?"
Li Junche swallowed his saliva and said, "I said that as long as you behave yourself, I will take care of you. There is no need for this."
Wen Jinhe rolled his eyes upward. For a platonic couple, it's a shame that he could say, "Your Majesty can bear it, but I can't. It will happen sooner or later. Your Majesty, it's better to prepare in advance."
Li Junche has no wives and concubines, maybe they are still there for the first time.
Man Qiu and Man Dong raised their heads slightly to look at the back of their prince as he left in a panic, and glanced vaguely at the princess sitting on the couch.
Superb, really superb.
Which man can bear this?
