Descendants of the Mohist and agrarian schools?
A hint of surprise flashed in Li Shimin's eyes.
But this could also be barely explained.
With the methods of the Mohist and agrarian schools, it's indeed possible to produce such exquisite items.
Knowing Lin Shen's background is of the Han Chinese lineage...
He was a descendant of the Seven States.
Li Shimin felt somewhat relieved. He fell silent for a moment, then asked softly, "What exactly do you mean by 'the sincerity of the Great Tang'?"
Lin Shen reached out and lightly tapped on the table, sounding unexpectedly cheerful, "The credit for supplying food to the disaster victims throughout the country should be fully recognized, regardless of qualifications or background. Give me as much credit as there is."
The people of Huaxia place great importance on qualifications.
It's not that the greater the merit, the greater the substantive reward.
If one is too young, these merits will also accumulate, paving the way for the future.
These are what we call qualifications.
Lin Shen's words sounded casual.
But to truly achieve it is not easy.
How significant is the credit for supplying food to the people of the world?
It's not an exaggeration to bestow the title of "Sage."
Since the Qin Dynasty until the present Great Tang.
What have the people of Huaxia always pursued?
Is it to dominate the world?
Is it to unite the world?
Indeed, these are there, but they are not the focus.
Throughout the dynasties, countless scholars, officials, and emperors have pursued one thing: ensuring that the people of the world have enough to eat and are not starving.
For thousands of years of pursuit, now it can be achieved by one person...
Needless to say, there will be wealth.
A prince's status is also indispensable.
Even building temples and shrines...
Li Shimin gritted his teeth, "If you can really provide food to the people of the world affected by the locust plague, then We approve of this credit!"
Lin Shen snapped his fingers, "Deal."
"Wait a moment, send a soldier to the entrance of my supermarket, and I'll have the self-heating rice ready for you then."
Li Shimin nodded, giving Lin Shen a deep look, "Very well, I hope you can deliver."
Humming a tune, Lin Shen left the teahouse and returned to Ruyi Supermarket.
He was in a very good mood now.
The items in the system mall are not only free but also endless.
It's like being a wolf in sheep's clothing, blending into the high ranks of the Great Tang.
And with such a credit to his name.
No matter what outrageous things he does in the future, even if he punches Li Shimin in the court and kicks Changsun Wuji, it won't damage his reputation much.
It might even make the common people wonder if Li Shimin and Empress Changsun had done something wrong.
Otherwise, why would Lin Shen hit them?
Li Shimin was well aware of this.
But he had to agree.
Not only for the sake of the people of the world, but also for his own stability on the throne.
Just as Lin Shen returned to Ruyi Supermarket.
He saw Chen San sitting at the entrance of the supermarket with a bruised and swollen face, anxiously waiting for Lin Shen.
Seeing Lin Shen, he immediately threw himself down, hugged Lin Shen's legs, and sobbed in pain.
Lin Shen lightly kicked him away, frowning and saying, "Speak if you have something to say. What's with all this crying?"
Chen San wiped away his tears and sobbed, "Boss, our stuff has been robbed!"
"Robbed?" Lin Shen raised an eyebrow.
Chen San nodded, "Yes, Boss. I was just driving the carriage out of the city gate. We hadn't gone far when a group of people intercepted us."
"Without saying a word, they beat me up severely, and they also took away the carriage and the self-heating rice on the carriage," Chen San continued. "He also asked me to pass on a message to you, Boss."
Lin Shen narrowed his eyes slightly and asked softly, "Hmm, what message?"
Chen San swallowed hard and said quietly, "Those people said that since you have no connections in Chang'an City and yet you want to do such big business, it's simply daydreaming."
It was quite a coincidence.
Lin Shen had heard similar words a few days ago.
Yes, it was Hou Junji's private soldiers.
It seemed that this group of people was probably similar...
Lin Shen remained silent.
Chen San asked with a distressed expression, "Boss, what should we do now? If this continues, there's no way we can deliver the self-heating rice to the villages..."
Lin Shen waved his hand and said softly, "Let's not deliver today. Maybe tomorrow, these self-heating rice will find their way back on their own..."
"Even your medical expenses and recuperation expenses will be taken care of."
Chen San looked puzzled, watching Lin Shen somewhat at a loss.
He knew about his boss's miraculous abilities.
Just by reaching out, he could impart a lot of knowledge to them for no apparent reason.
But...
Could those food items really come back on their own?
Have they become sentient?
Lin Shen didn't explain, just said softly, "Rest well. Tell your brothers to bring out more self-heating rice, as much as possible."
"A group of people will come later to pick up this batch of self-heating rice."
Chen San hesitated, "Boss, aren't you afraid of being robbed again?"
Lin Shen shook his head and chuckled, "Robbed?"
"I hope they dare to come and rob us."
As Lin Shen said.
In less than an hour.
A large group of soldiers in armor, lined up neatly, pulled more than a dozen carriages.
Chen San and the others helped, spending half a day filling these carriages with self-heating rice...
A little brother looked at the armor on those soldiers and said enviously, "Boss, what kind of business are you doing to send out such well-equipped soldiers?"
Chen San slapped the back of the little brother's head, "Mind your own business."
"Just focus on doing your job for the boss."
The little brother rubbed the back of his head, grinning through the pain, then turned around and went back to the supermarket to continue receiving customers.
In the Duke of Lu's Mansion.
In the study.
Hou Junji held a book, reading it earnestly.
Suddenly, a private soldier pushed the door open, knelt down on one knee, and saluted Hou Junji, "Master, as per your instructions, we just intercepted a batch of goods from Ruyi Supermarket."
Hou Junji nodded, casually praising, "Well done. Did you pass on the message I asked you to deliver to him?"
The private soldier nodded, "Yes."
He hesitated, then added, "But... something happened at Ruyi Supermarket just now."
"I think it's necessary to inform you, Master."
Hou Junji said softly, "Just tell me."
The private soldier said, "Just now, while we were monitoring the entrance of Ruyi Supermarket, the scouts reported that a group of soldiers went to Ruyi Supermarket to collect a batch of goods."
"Based on their armor and weapons, they seem to be from the Jingu Guards."
Hou Junji finally reacted a bit, his eyes showing a hint of surprise, "The Jingu Guards? Are you sure it's them?"
The private soldier nodded, "The intelligence should be reliable."
Hou Junji frowned.
The Jingu Guards...
This was indeed a bit strange.