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Chapter five hundred and eighty sixth five hundred thousand patent fees(2/2)

When everyone heard the emperor say this, they felt cold in their hearts. They took a few steps back and did not dare to get too close to the emperor.

"If you don't give it to me, you can take these potatoes!" Zhao Chen said with a smile.

"Hmm?" Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, but he did not show any joy.

With his understanding of Zhao Chen, this kid would never compromise so easily.

Sure enough, in the next breath...

"Take the potatoes away. If you don't give the money, then there will be nothing in the future." Zhao Chen looked at Li Shimin with a smile and said.

Everyone's faces changed.

Zhao Chen is crazy, and his words are clearly threatening the emperor.

The emperor can bear it?

"Little bastard..."

"I forgot to tell you that I'll prepare to plant some sweet potatoes in a few days. The yield of sweet potatoes is even greater than that of potatoes."

"But if I can't get the money, I'll be out of mind. Oh, I'm in a dilemma!"

The emperor has not yet expressed his rebuke.

Zhao Chen was talking about growing sweet potatoes casually.

sweet potato!

Li Shimin has never heard of it.

But Zhao Chen just said that the yield of sweet potatoes will be greater than that of potatoes.

So many potatoes can produce, so how many sweet potatoes can produce?

If this was planting sweet potatoes in the Tang Dynasty, then...
Chapter completed!
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