As soon as Ning Anlian heard that a grand banquet was being held in the evening, on the large platform, she represented Nan Zhao and performed a dance to show the femininity of Nan Zhao women. In the past, it was Ning Rulan. After waiting for so long, she finally realized it. From then on, everything about Ning Rulan became the past. She must show her best side and let the people in power in various countries shine.
But at such an important time, this cheap maid named Su Xier actually kicked her ankle!
Regardless of this, Ning Anlian directly ordered the Guards, "As the eldest princess, this palace orders you to capture this cheap servant!"
The voice was loud and sharp, after all, it was the eldest princess. The guards became embarrassed for a while and looked at Su Xier. She is the maidservant of King Hao. If caught, King Hao would definitely be displeased. How could we provoke him at the feast of the state banquet? Something
The eldest princess will not be happy if he is not arrested. When this temper comes up, it is really...
Su Xi'er showed a brilliant smile, with the right smile, one more point is demon, one less point is mediocre, she is very good at handling, this smile can see her charming and pure.
All the guards were sucked over by this smile, immersed in it, and forgot Ning Anlian's instructions.
Ning Anlian was anxious, picked up a tea cup, and slammed it on the ground fiercely, "Do you dare to listen to my palace's orders?"
With a click, the tea cup made a crisp sound, which looked particularly harsh in the silent wing.
At this moment, Su Xier said slowly, "Princess, today is the Nanzhao State Banquet. As the eldest princess of a country, you represent Nanzhao in every move. You throw the tea cup down indiscriminately and suppress the Imperial Guard with majesty, but you don’t Make sense. This look is worthy of being a princess?"
Although the voice was soft, every word was extremely clear. Ning Anlian paled in anger, raised her hand, and pointed at her, "A cheap maid, who says this in my palace, who gives you the courage?"
"The slave maid depends on people, not to mention, you are the eldest princess Nanzhao, and you are not from Bei Min. You can't tell the slave maid. Please also ask the guards to send the eldest princess back to the bedroom immediately." Su Xier's voice is calm, not rushing. , The aura is full, compared to the current Ning Anlian, everyone feels that this maid has a better temperament.
Ning Anlian saw the guards look at her, her heart sank, she refused to listen to the order, but listened to a lowly servant!
Su Xier looked at Ning Anlian, knowing that she was feeling anxious, and added another fire, "Princess, I advise you to lower the fire. Tonight, at the state banquet, you are going to offer a dance. Now you can breathe with your slave and maid. Can’t wait. It’s all swollen. If you don’t get cured as soon as possible, dance tonight..."
Upon hearing this, Ning Anlian became anxious. Regardless of the fact that the Guards did not capture Su Xi'er, she immediately ordered Piaoxu, "Hurry up and help my palace onto the carriage, and heal it immediately, and it won't be a serious matter."
Piaoxu immediately stepped forward. Although her face still hurts fiercely, she respectfully helped Ning Anlian onto the carriage.
Not long after, the guards all withdrew, and Su Xier stood by the window, watching the carriage slowly drive away. There was a smile at the corner of her mouth, even if the doctor saw it, it was useless. When she kicked Ning Anlian's ankle, she used clever force, plus the position of the kick was the side of the ankle.
Ning Anlian could tolerate the current pain, and when she arrived, she died of pain. Seeing how she danced at the state banquet, Su Xi'er thought of this, and a dark light flashed in her eyes.
After a while, she returned to her normal colors again, out of the restaurant wing, and wandering on the street alone.
Su Xier walked to a hawker selling steamed buns. The hawker thought she was going to buy steamed steamed buns and immediately said, "Girl, you are late and the steamed buns are sold out early. In the year, except for the New Year, it is the most lively day of the state banquet."
"How many copper plates are you buns?"
The hawker thought she was going to buy buns, but the buns were gone, so he explained again, "Buns are not expensive. The meat wraps are two copper plates, and the vegetable wraps one copper plate. But now it's gone. You have to come at night."
Su Xier smiled, "I'm just asking, if it's gone, I won't be able to buy it. How many buns can you sell in a day?" She asked, just to inquire about the living conditions of the people of Nan Zhao.
"Girl, I'm sorry, I can't say." The vendor immediately picked up the steamer and ignored Su Xier.
At this moment, the hawker selling flour on the other side shook his head and said to himself, "Hey, this flour, I will buy less of this flour next month."
Less purchase means fewer people buy, and bun shops and noodle shops all need flour. Less flour means fewer people buy buns.
From this point, Su Xier had a general understanding of the living conditions of the people in Beijing.
Su Xi'er looked at the flour vendor, "Why do I reduce the purchase? Today's buns are all sold out. Your flour shop is next to the bun shop, so you still have to worry about business?"
The hawker is not as vigilant as the steamed bun shop hawker, so he said directly, “Today’s state banquet is definitely different from the past. But usually, just say that in the past few months, less and less flour is bought. The wheat in the field is harvested, and the farmers put it. At home, many of them have not been sold. The business is sluggish, and the taxation is heavy."
Su Xier wrinkled her eyebrows slightly, and then returned to normal. Taxes are related to the lives of the people. It is time to reduce taxes and increase taxes. Does Yun Ruofeng want to use it for military supplies
"Some peasant households have some strong men who have been conscripted to the military camp. Nan Zhao is already stable, so why add soldiers?" The flour seller was puzzled, and shook his head left and right.
Su Xier whispered, reminding him, "If you tell me that, there will be no accident. If you are heard by someone who is mindful, especially at the state banquet, you should be careful."
Only then did the hawker react, and he patted his chest fearfully, "Thank you girl for reminding me. I am a quick-mouthed person and I am a bit complaining. I always like to speak out."
Su Xier said slowly, “It’s useless if you complain about taxes. I teach you that your flour is white. If you knead the dough yourself, pick some petals or vegetable leaves in the ground. , Knead it into juice, and color the dough. People are here, and I like your colored dough more, especially large families."
When the hawker heard this, his brows were overjoyed, and it could be so! Who would have thought of coloring the dough, all the buns are white, if they are pink, yellow, and green buns, then they would be so beautiful.
As long as he doesn't talk about this method and adds some secrets, it will definitely be a big hit!
So the hawker bowed immediately, "Thank you girl, do you want to bring some flour back?"
Su Xier shook her head, "No, you can try this method." After speaking, she turned and left.
The peddler stood in front of the flour shop, staring at Su Xier's slender back for a long time. This woman is not only beautiful, but also wise. Did he meet a fairy? Even if it is not a fairy, it is a person similar to a fairy.
For a while, the hawker admired and praised Su Xier again.