My hotel is full of emperors throughout history.

Zhu Yuanzhang's booming voice abruptly stopped.

As he stepped through the door, he immediately saw Li Shimin and Liu Che in the courtyard, along with the several open bags of grain seeds in front of them.

Following behind him was Ying Zheng, dressed in a black casual robe, exuding a calm and composed aura.

Ying Zheng's gaze was instantly drawn to those peculiar crops, all of which he had never seen before, so they must be high-yield grains.

"Wow! You guys are pretty quick!"

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced around and immediately understood the situation.

He casually picked up a sweet potato and tossed it in his hand.

"How about that? Shocked by this production volume? When we first found out, we were just as shocked as you guys were."

Ying Zheng walked closer, not caring that the ground was dirty, and squatted down to pick up a sweet potato and examine it carefully.

"I've already assigned someone to designate a plot of land! We'll have someone try planting it later!"

Li Shimin and Liu Che exchanged a glance.

Liu Che immediately realized what was happening and spoke to Chen Mo first.

"Chen Mo, since that's the case, my Great Han should immediately adopt these seeds! Name your price, and I'll take them all!"

Li Shimin could not lag behind.

"Shopkeeper Chen, our Great Tang Dynasty has vast territory and a great need for its cultivation. Moreover, I can send capable officials from the Ministry of Agriculture to oversee this matter, record its growth habits, and facilitate its promotion. The price will definitely not be lower than theirs."

Seeing Li Shimin and Liu Che fighting over it, Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled.

"What's there to argue about? Since Chen has prepared everything for us, why would he leave out the two of you?"

"However, there has to be a rule for first come, first served."

"What rules and regulations! My word is the rule!"

Liu Che looked domineering.

"I'll take these; you can wait for the next batch!"

"I won't compete with you for the next batch!"

"You're fucking dreaming!"

Old Zhu's eyes widened.

"We ordered this first!"

"So what if you placed the order first? The highest bidder wins."

Liu Che did not hesitate and waved his hand.

"Chen Mo, how much will they offer? I'll offer double!"

Li Shimin was not about to show weakness, so he stepped forward.

"I will offer three times the amount! And I promise that if the trial planting is successful, and this product is promoted throughout the Tang Dynasty, Chen will receive 10% of any profits!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that his nose almost twisted out of shape, and he pointed at Li Shimin and Liu Che and cursed them.

"You two bastards! Trying to pull this on us, huh? We..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ying Zheng, who had been observing silently, seemed to have anticipated this and spoke up directly.

"Ten thousand yi of gold, and ten cartloads of rare treasures from the Great Qin Treasury, in exchange for priority access to this batch of grain seeds, and a detailed explanation of the breeding methods."

Liu Che glared fiercely at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng, not to be outdone, glared back fiercely.

"Okay, okay! Is this how you play it?"

Old Zhu also lost his temper, stretching out one hand with a pained expression.

"We'll offer 50,000 taels of gold, plus the deed to 500 hectares of fertile land in the Imperial Estate of Yingtian Prefecture! In exchange, we'll grant you priority allocation rights for this batch of seeds and priority purchase rights for all subsequent new grain seeds!"

quiet!

Deathly silence!

Liu Che and the others all looked at Zhu Yuanzhang.

Just then, Zhu Di burst into the inn in a flurry of activity.

He had barely stepped inside when he clearly heard his old man's earth-shattering offer.

Zhu Di froze on the spot, his eyes widened, and his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.

He blurted it out instinctively, as if he had heard something out of the blue.

"Holy crap! The old man, who's always been so stingy... no, so thrifty, is actually being so generous today?!"

"Fifty thousand taels of gold?! Five hundred hectares of land?! Has the sun risen in the west?! Or am I hallucinating from not being fully awake last night?!"

He even exaggeratedly rubbed his eyes and pinched his arm to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

"puff--"

Chen Mo was the first to burst out laughing, and quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

Li Shimin and Liu Che also had strange expressions, their mouths twitching, clearly wanting to laugh but holding it back because of their status.

Even Ying Zheng, who was usually unsmiling, subtly curved the corners of his mouth.

Zhu Yuanzhang's old face instantly turned a deep liver color.

The domineering aura he had just built up in front of outsiders was shattered by a single sentence from his own son.

He abruptly turned his head, his murderous gaze fixed on Zhu Di, and forced out the words through clenched teeth:

"You little brat! What did you say?! You want a beating again?! That's called thrift! It's a virtue! Don't you understand?!"

Zhu Di was startled by the murderous look in Old Zhu's eyes. He instantly snapped out of his shock, realized he had spoken the truth, and quickly waved his hand, a fawning smile plastered on his face.

"No, no, no! Father! What I meant was... it was your foresight and wisdom that allowed you to act decisively for the sake of the nation! How heroic! I admire you! I prostrate myself in admiration!"

"You just need a beating!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that his beard stood on end, and his hand subconsciously reached for his waist again, but the thought that he had forgotten his belt in the palace made him feel uneasy.

I came here happily to get the seeds, but who would have thought I'd run into two shameless people!

They were all emperors!

He was a historically renowned emperor!

Don't they all understand the concept of first come, first served?

"Alright, alright! Everyone gets a share! Everyone gets a share!"

Seeing that the atmosphere had finally eased, Chen Mo hurriedly stepped in to smooth things over.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Di couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"What on earth is it that's causing such a frenzy among you all?"

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at him.

"It's nothing, just some food."

"food?"

Zhu Di raised an eyebrow, his face showing disdain.

"You're fighting like this over just a grain of food?"

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at him and pointed to the sweet potato.

"This yields over ten shi per mu."

"Oh……"

Zhu Di said "Oh," and then, as if realizing something, his eyes widened suddenly.

"How many?!!"

"Ten or twenty bushels?!"

Old Zhu glanced at his expression again and pointed at the potatoes.

"This can even produce forty bushels, and it's not picky about the land."

"ah???"

Zhu Di opened his mouth wide, his face completely blank.

The next second, before anyone could react, Zhu Di rushed forward, spread his arms, and stood in front of the grain like a mother hen protecting her chicks.

"Stop talking! Stop dividing it all! I want them all!!! Name your price! Define your territory! Anyone who dares to compete with me, I... I'll fight them!!!"

quiet!

The atmosphere that had just eased instantly froze again!

Zhu Yuanzhang: "..."

Li Shimin: "..."

Liu Che: "..."

Ying Zheng: "..."

All four emperors squinted at Zhu Di.

But Zhu Di didn't care about any of that. At worst, he would get a beating. Compared to the grain that yielded ten or even forty shi per mu and didn't discriminate based on the land, what did a mere beating matter?

Anyway, he had already been beaten by Old Zhu countless times.

Zhu Yuanzhang, seeing that even he was being stopped by Zhu Di, was so angry he almost fainted. He took off his shoe and threw it at Zhu Di.

"You little brat! You've gone too far! Snatching food from my mouth?! Get down here!"

Ying Zheng and Liu Che immediately shared a common hatred and now united against the common enemy.

"Zhu Di! How dare you!"

"Emperor Yongle, this matter has already been decided; how can you be allowed to keep it all to yourself!"

Even the usually composed Li Shimin was displeased.

"Let go right now!"

Zhu Di, however, ignored everything, clinging to the grain sack and refusing to let go, shouting loudly with a red face and a thick neck.

"I don't care! Everyone who sees it gets a share! No! I want it all!"

"Old man, you already have so many good things, why not give them to your son?!"

"I'll fucking scare your mother!"

Old Zhu cursed angrily.

He looked around and finally grabbed a chair.

"Are you coming down or not!"

"I won't go!"

Zhu Di held the grain seeds tightly.

"I'd rather die than get off!"

"I'm taking these grain seeds today!"

"Fourth brother..."

Zhu Biao watched this scene, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

I was going to persuade my father, but it was somewhat inappropriate.

Should we try to persuade the fourth brother?

Even the Emperor couldn't be persuaded by scolding, so how could he possibly be persuaded?