Chapter 97: deploy

　　 Dongshi Qiqu Pavilion.
　　 After Li Zexuan left the workshop, he wanted to visit Qiqu Pavilion.
　　When he came to Dongshi, he was far away, and he could see a long line in front of the Qiqu Pavilion. Everyone was whispering in the line, and it was very lively.
　　 "Hey, Zhao Lao Er, why are you here today?"
"Why can't I come? Lao Tzu, I said you people are not kind, and there is such a useful plough that I don’t even tell me. If I didn’t see Mei Jun’s baby plowing the land yesterday, I’m all right now. Still kept in the dark!" A scar-faced man cursed.
　　 "Hey, I can't blame me for this. I also heard the sister-in-law of the child's mother's cousin's cousin yesterday afternoon. My Liujiazhuang is so far away from your Mei Village, I can't go over and inform you, right?"
　　 "Well, in fact, the people in their Hanjiazhuang were the first to know Quyuanli. We are all late."
　　 "That's not right, but who made this song plough invented by their master's master. Hey, I heard that their master's master was named a baron by his majesty yesterday. No one dares to bully this Han's house in the future."
"I have also heard about this, but I don’t know where the fief of the Ferguson is. If it is in Mei Village, then the good days of the households in Mei Village will come. I heard that Sir Alex is kind to the households of Hanjiazhuang. Yes, we paid them to help them brew mountain fruit wine, not to mention, they also provided chicken seedlings for them for free and gave them rent reduction or exemption."
　　 "Bah, what you think is pretty beautiful, why don't you say that Sir Alex Ferguson's fief is in our Liujiazhuang?" Wu Lao San shouted unconvincedly.
"Hey, Uncle Zhao, I heard my uncle who was working in the yamen say that Lord Li’s fief is in Meicun, and someone has been sent from the yamen to contact Master Liu in your village, saying that he wants to take back the land and give it to Li. Sir Sir." A young queen next to him couldn't help but interject.
　　 "Ah, Han Ergou, what you are saying is true?"
　　 The second son of Zhao grabbed the shoulders of the young junior excitedly upon hearing this, and shouted.
　　 "Oh, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, Zhao Ershu, let it go first, what I said is true, it was my uncle himself." The young uncle was caught grinning, and quickly promised.
　　 Zhao Lao Er blushed, put down Han Ergou's shoulder, turned his head, and laughed at Wu Lao San:
"Haha, Lao San Wu, I should be lucky this time. I will be the banker of the Lord Ferguson's house from now on. Your boy will definitely not be rich anymore. Haha, envy you? Are you jealous? Your mother will bite you. me?"
　　 His big smile like a chrysanthemum face, coupled with the scars on his face, looks particularly terrifying, and also particularly mocking.
　　Wu Lao San yelled angrily: "Fuck, Zhao Lao Er, you owe you a stubborn dog!"
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　　 Li Zexuan had very good ears. He heard the conversation between these people a long distance away, smiled and shook his head, ignored them, went straight through the crowd, and entered through the back door of Qiqu Pavilion. In today's crowd, there are very few people from Hanjiazhuang, so no one recognizes him.
　　 "Oh, master, ah no, it's Sir Alex, are you here?"
　　Sun Huaiyuan, who was busy at the front desk, heard the report from the young man, quickly put down his work, trot to the second floor, and greeted Li Zexuan enthusiastically.
　　 Li Zexuan nodded slightly, greeted Sun Huaiyuan and sat down and said:
"Treasurer Sun, you must have heard that I have handed over the drawings of Quyuanli to the court. From tomorrow, the workshop will allocate half of its staff and continue to manufacture scooters. Treasurer Sun, you will open up another team at that time. Sell ​​scooters."
　　Sun Huaiyuan said in surprise: "Great, don't worry, Sir, I will arrange it."
Although 　　quyuanli is popular, Qiquge does not make much money. In comparison, Sun Huaiyuan is of course more willing to sell scooters. This is all performance.
　　Li Zexuan continued:
"The workshop should develop a second-generation scooter in the past two days. Compared with the first-generation, the second-generation scooter uses our workshop's exclusive technology, which is more flexible and faster. We have always priced one. Sun shopkeeper, tomorrow People can copy some flyers for publicity, encourage everyone to apply for membership cards, and we will launch more comprehensive products later."
　　 Sun Huaiyuan nodded happily and agreed: "Yes, Sir Sir, you can rest assured, I promise that everyone in full length will know our second-generation scooter by then."
　　 Li Zexuan nodded in satisfaction.
　　 chatted with Sun Huaiyuan for a while, and wanted to explain everything that should be explained, Li Zexuan left the Qiqu Pavilion and went home.
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　　Lu Guo Gongfu.
　　 "Master, the number of chicken fry in Chang'an has now risen to one hundred and fifteen pens. Will our family continue to buy it?"
　　 The old housekeeper of Cheng's Mansion reported to Cheng Yaojinhui anxiously.
　　 "So expensive?"
　　 Cheng Yaojin was also taken aback. He secretly scolded these merchants in Chang'an City for being treacherous. Although he is a state official, he is not as wealthy as Li Zexuan, and the state government has no surplus.
　　 Facing the high price of one hundred and fifteen pens, Cheng Yaojin flinched. But in his mind he couldn't help but think of Li Zexuan's meaningful words after yesterday morning:
　　 "Uncle Cheng, you may find that the most precious part of your chicken is not chicken. You may be reluctant to sell your chicken."
　　 Cheng Yaojin frowned, and now he also understands that Li Zexuan raises so many chickens, it is not just as simple as what he said at the court, there should be something hidden in it. Cheng Yaojin thought of Li Zexuan's immortal master again, gritted his teeth, and said:
"Buy, keep buying, Steward Liang, as soon as the Dongshifang gate opens these few days, you will go over, bring more people, and split up. Li Zexuan acquired a new fief yesterday, and the old man estimates that he will definitely continue on his fief. To raise chickens, the price of this chicken seedling will only become more expensive.
　　 You try to be in front of their house, after buying all the chicken fry in Dongshi, UU reading www.uukanshu.com will make up 30,000 as soon as possible. Anyway, that kid doesn’t have a bad money at home, let them buy it later, haha! "
　　 Cheng Yaojin laughed as he talked, and silently clicked thirty-two likes for his wit.
　　 Steward Liang also felt that Cheng Yaojin's words made sense, and he hurriedly bowed and took the order and retreated.
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　　 I have to say that Fairy Cheng's speculation is still very correct. At this time, Li Zexuan was at home, telling the steward Wang that he would continue to purchase chicken fry.
　　 "Uncle Wang, how bad are the 80,000 chickens in Hanjiazhuang?"
　　 Steward Wang took out a booklet, looked at it, and said, "Master, plus what we bought today, it is less than 10,000. The old slave estimates that we can get it tomorrow."
　　 Li Zexuan said happily: "Yes, these 80,000 chickens will be available tomorrow. You continue to buy them. I will go to Meicun tomorrow to see how many chickens the farmers over there can raise. It is conservatively estimated that at least 70,000 chickens are needed."
　　The steward Wang widened his eyes and said: "Master, now every chicken in Chang'an has risen to one hundred and fifteen cents. Is it necessary for our family to buy that much?"
　　 So expensive? Compared with the initial price of seventy texts, it almost doubled. Li Zexuan pondered for a moment and asked:
　　 "Uncle Wang, how much money will it cost after the 80,000 chicken fry in Hanjiazhuang is collected?"
　　 The steward Wang silently calculated for a moment, and replied: "Master, it takes about 13,000 Guans."
　　 The Tang Dynasty has always had only 800 texts, so it makes sense that 80,000 chickens need 13,000 kan.
　　 Li Zexuan nodded, and said, "Uncle Wang, continue to buy, the money is still affordable at home."
　　 Although Wang Zhong didn't understand, he still nodded.
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