Chapter 198 0 Paper Cannon Can’t Fire

The children entered the lounge on the first floor of Heaven and Earth, and the waitress quickly brought down hot juice to help them wipe away their sweat.

The little ones were very excited, it was great, so many other children followed suit.

It's busy outside.

"It is said that the farmers in Lijiazhuangzi, Baishui, have a good life. I have never seen them. I believe it today."

"Children grow up fast. You can tell by looking at the clothes they wear that they are not remade from old clothes, but they are not new clothes that they would wear on a daily basis."

"The little face is so red and so tender that it makes you want to take a bite."

"Zhuangzi is rich, but he is still willing to spend money. It will be a blessing to be Li Yi's banker."

"When Song De was recruiting people, there were already many people who wanted to go. Those who were not selected thought it was nothing more than that. Now..."

"Young girls also study, you are the daughter of a wealthy family!"

"Good guy, these brats will be great when they grow up."

"Those boys in my family are disobedient and won't do anything no matter how hard I beat them."

"The people who came with Zhuangzi cleaned up behind. The street sweepers went over to work, and Song De returned the money."

"This is called benevolence and righteousness, and Dongzhu Li has countless people alive."

"Isn't it just a few bad money? If I had that money, I could do it too."

"Yes, why don't you have that money?"

"I don't have Zhuangzi. If you give me a Zhuangzi, I can do it."

"Others like Zhuangzi can't do as well as Li Yi."

"That's because others are stupid."

"How can other people save a big bank account if they are stupid? If you are not stupid, why don't you have a bank account?"

"I won't talk to you anymore. You...you know how to flatter others, and you will definitely be incompetent at home."

"Who am I flattering?" The old man was unhappy.

A young man next to him came over and said to the old man: "Yao Xiang, are you still going up?"

"No, let's go back to the palace." The old man glared at the person who just spoke, shook his sleeves and left.

There was silence all around until Yao Chong walked away. Everyone looked at the person who had just spoken and automatically spread out.

"Xiang Yao...is stewing meat at home again, so I have to go back." The man said, covering his face with his sleeves, and ran away.

Yao Chong complained: "It's such a big battle, Lijiazhuang's children are going out, right? Who can show it? Isn't it just a few bad guys! If I have that village, I can come if I want."

The followers pretended not to have heard, you are a powerful official and you are right.

The children rested for a while, recovered quickly, became active again, and lined up to promote again.

Promoting nursery rhymes and throwing cannons attracted countless eyes along the way. Some people heard about it and came from far away to watch.

Song De here started selling cannons for takeout, each one cost a penny. No one spent a hundred pennies to buy fifty of them. One hundred pennies could buy a hundred.

They felt that Song De was unscrupulous and that anyone who shouted the price did not just buy a hundred pieces, and they all paid the same price.

"Manager Song, do you want to sell the cannons individually? I'll buy one for my grandson for two cents each." A man in his fifties asked while holding a child.

"No, the minimum is fifty, and the child will not sell if he comes to buy it himself." Song De decisively refused.

The child cried loudly, and the old man begged Song De, but Song De still shook his head and didn't even look at the child.

An ordinary four-wheeled carriage followed next to him, and he slightly raised the gap in the curtain to watch.

Seeing someone from Xingqing Palace going up to deliver it, the person in the car said, "No, remember, this baby won't be given to anyone."

The people in the palace suddenly stopped and went to throw cannons at other children.

"Yi Di Renyi was afraid that the poor would be used to spending money on their children, so he decided to buy it for a hundred yuan. He was also worried that the children would steal the money and buy it, so the children came alone to buy it."

Li Longji, who ran out and followed in the car to watch the excitement, felt angry when he saw the situation of the man and his grandson.

I mourn his misfortune and hate his inability to fight.

"Uncle can still teach the baby. Although he gives the baby a lot of good things, he never spoils the baby." Queen Wang shook her head gently, not pitying the child.

This is the grandfather over there, and he starts coaxing his grandson to find other children who have smashed cannons to buy.

Li Longji gritted his teeth: "If we continue with the arrangement, the child won't be able to throw the cannon while playing today."

"Sanlang, taking advantage of the Chinese New Year, Pei Yaoqing has arranged for some people to perform a show to promote the promotion."

Queen Wang thought the nursery rhymes were good and included her in them, saying that she had contributed a lot to managing the harem.

At the other end of the political hall, Yao Chong came in angrily.

"Yuanzhi's soy sauce hasn't been returned?" Lu Huaishen asked. Yao Chong said that he would go home to eat dumplings in the evening and go to heaven and earth to get some soy sauce.

"Li Yimei, without any literati's backbone, brought out the little kid from Zhuangzi and fifteen four-wheeled carriages.

The five carriages the children were riding on had a longer length, which was called a beautiful one, and the horses were all the same color.

When you get down outside Xingqing Palace, you call me Datang, Shunying Tian, ​​Your Majesty told me to have something to wear. During the Kaiyuan period, it was said that during the prosperous times, I would have a good meal with His Majesty..."

Yao Chong worked hard to imitate the child's movements and sang in a milky voice.

After learning, he said angrily: "Shameless, so shameless."

"Hahahaha..." Zhang said laughing: "Yao Xiang's voice does sound a little innocent."

Lu Huaishen followed and laughed, "Why should Yuan Zhi be angry? Li Yi is afraid that he will be remembered for too many good things, so he naturally wants to live. He doesn't know that his third brother is His Majesty."

"But this is too straightforward. I don't believe that Li Yi can't write better with his literary talent." Yao Chong sat down to drink water.

"There are more than a hundred kids, right? What a beautiful lineup?" Zhang said imagining it in his mind.

When he was eating in the cafeteria, he saw a group of little guys dressed in neat student uniforms, which made a great visual impact.

"Not waiting for tomorrow, the news will spread all over Chang'an. He also took the opportunity to sell gunpowder. UU Reading www.uukanshu.netｔOne penny. Listen, the penny is gone. Is gunpowder used to make money like this?"

Yao Chong said another thing that made him feel uncomfortable.

He knew how to throw cannons, and even asked the gunpowder workshop to make them so that the children would not be injured while playing, but the workshop could not make them.

It was obviously just a piece of paper with a little medicine sandwiched between it, and two clay blocks made a sound when smashed together, but the workshop just said it was powerless to do anything.

Zhang said he also poured hot water for himself, holding the cup with both hands: "Yao Xiang wants to make money by throwing cannons, and then buy things for the workshop?"

"Li Yi can sell it, why can't others? I can imagine that the cost of throwing a cannon is not high, at least ten times the profit."

Yao Chong told the actual situation, that the profit was so high.

The more paper cannons are made, the better the technology will be, the more paper and paste will be saved, and the cost will be reduced.

After half an hour, someone ran in.

He entered Yao Chong's 'office' alone and reported in a low voice: "Lijiazhuangzi's broken cannons are sold out, and then they are taken directly from each workshop and continue to sell."

"Are there any other shops?" Yao Chong put down his pen.

“They gave paper cannons to ladies and ladies who had nothing to do, and they made clay blocks and wrapped them, and they paid a penny for fifty.

Some can get more than 40 yuan a day, and some can get as little as 30 yuan a day. But those people who made more money said Li Yirenyi. "

The messenger answered.

"There's no such thing as benevolence and righteousness, just a few paper cannons, only one cent for fifty people, and he's going to make all the money, so there's no such thing as benevolence and righteousness." This is what Yao Chong calculated.

"Thirty dollars a day is not as good as some other strenuous work." This person spoke from another angle.

"I know." Yao Chong picked up the pen again and the man went out.

Yao Chong threw the pen aside again: "Paper cannon, paper cannon."