This thing is very easy to make, Yang Yuanliang spent a few days making this thing, and then Yang Yuanliang asked people to take a sip of tea, put on a red cloth, and put the glass Buddha statue inside.

At the same time, Yang Yuanliang destroyed a large number of forged large silver tickets and asked his staff to clean the small silver tickets in various ways. The best thing to do is to give them to the Hu merchants and Dashi merchants of Canton, who are crazy about buying their own things, buying everything useful and useless.

Half a year is neither long nor short. Yang Yuanliang planned to take this opportunity to go home to Suzhou. At the same time, he wrote a letter to Sang'er, inviting him to come to Shaoxing and ask him about the development of Zhujiajiao and the situation of sea vessels.

Yang Yuanliang took more than 20 people home this time. These five large, three thick, and ten strongmen, whether they could fight or not, all carried sentinel's sticks, black silk clothes, and looked elegant.

Yang Yuanliang specially wore a literati's white robe, standing in the ranks and standing outstanding. Yao Aming also went back with Yang Yuanliang. By the way, he also went home. Now he had good food and clothes, pockets for money, and clothes and brocade.

Together with these people, Yang Yuanliang drove from Guangzhou to Suzhou in a horse-drawn carriage. Along the way, he walked along the road. There's not much to say, but he's a bit slow. He walked back to Suzhou for three months.

Yang Yuanliang first visited the children at home. He was impressed, and both children grew up. Yang Yuanliang stayed at home for a few days before going to Suzhou for a meeting.

Almost all the merchants of the Dazhen Dynasty came with gold and silver, some were more elegant than Yang Yuanliang, and some had more servants than Yang Yuanliang, and Yang Yuanliang entered the Sihai Villa with a sacrificial card.

However, Yang Yuanliang has a good reputation. Many people came to talk to him.

"Twenty-one million, this machine, you have found Mr. Su!" Mr. Su looked at the man, smiled, and said nothing. The man looked contemptuous, shook his head and said, "Yang Yuanliang, you are too dark. The cost of this machine is only a few thousand dollars. You need two million dollars to open your mouth. ”

"If you insist, I can't help it. In short, my household machine is two million and one!" The man waved his hand, clenched his fist, and withdrew. The 16 bankers finished speaking in a matter of minutes, and everyone could start exchanging their silver tickets.

Yang Yuanliang, like many merchants, did not exchange silver coins. He considers the event to be a party. Yang Yuanliang needed a large amount of raw materials, and the metallurgical oil supplier refused to accept it.

While Yang Yuanliang was talking to a few merchants, the mustachioed merchant brought a loom. The loom is a wooden tin loom. It looks heavy.

"Gentlemen, come and see!" he shouted, and all the big merchants surrounded him. The merchant confidently said: "This is a loom developed by skilled craftsmen of the Bada Chamber of Commerce. Let me show you. ”

The merchant stepped on the pedal and the loom creaked. The fabric is woven slowly. Mr. Su squinted his eyes and looked at it. Yang Yuanliang said in a low voice: "The two-stage transmission rod, the disguised gear set, the principle is still an old-fashioned loom. It just borrowed our technology and added a "few ancillary devices".

"You're right! You can't hide it for three years!" Mr. Su felt very uncomfortable after saying this. Yang Yuanliang once told him that as long as he put the loom in the factory, it would inevitably be stolen by others. It took less than four years for the cloning machine to raise the question.

After blowing for a long time, a merchant with a mustache could buy more than fifty looms at a time, and twelve thousand silver looms could be bought in three months.

This time it was a frying pan, and the speed of the loom was far behind Yang Yuanliang's steam loom, but this machine was very cheap! These people thought in their hearts that Yang Yuanliang's loom was too expensive, so they might as well buy more.

So orders flew into the pockets of merchants like snowflakes. The merchant also glanced at Yang Yuanliang. His technology was stolen from the Su family's factory. Lao Su also knew that there was no way out. The technology has been stolen, and it is useless to kill Ah.

Yang Yuanliang pulled the corner of Master Lasu and whispered, "Don't worry! They can learn looms and waterwheel spinning machines." They could not learn the steam engine and rubber live for a period and a half. They haven't been able to build for 50 years.

Yang Yuanliang did not lie. He is the only one who has the technology to synthesize rubber. The reason why Yang Yuanliang is strange is because there are rubber trees in Guangdong. According to the historical record in his mind, rubber trees should have been introduced in 1904. I don't know why Da Chan has rubber trees.

Yang Yuanliang wondered if there was a fleet to the Americas, those big eaters introduced by the people, or something. After all, history has changed a lot. In the past, there was no country family that was cold in the north and gray in the west, and there was no Guo Dongsang in the south.

Due to the large number of orders, the bearded merchant took a group of people to the elegant room of the villa to discuss, and Yang Yuanliang and Mr. Su were excluded.

Because Mr. Su controlled the price of cotton and linen, now the entire Jiangnan area has become mulberry trees, grain production has decreased, and prices have skyrocketed. The Su family ate a lot of delicious things. These merchants who were interested in silk waited with bated breath in their hearts.

"Yang Yuanliang, Su Jia Nier, this machine can also be manufactured by our Bada Commercial Company!" The bearded merchant didn't say that in front of everyone, but he was a big businessman and ordered more than 50 sets at a time.

Mr. Su took Yang Yuanliang around and introduced him to all the big businessmen, who were all giants of one side. Yang Yuanliang also met them politely.

After walking for a while, Mr. Su said, "Do you have any good things to sell? This is an excellent opportunity!"

Yang Yuanliang raised his eyes and saw that merchants from all over the country were taking out their goods for sale. Yang Yuanliang nodded and told his followers to bring the glass Buddha statue.

Yang Yuanliang stumbled upon a crowded place and shouted, "Let's come and see the treasure!" One day, when Yang Yuanliang shouted like this, a good person came.

As soon as Yang Yuanliang saw that there were thirty or fifty people around, he carefully opened the box. As soon as everyone saw the tea inside, they felt that something that had to be put in it was unusual.

Yang Yuanliang took out the Buddha statue in three or two clicks. When people look at it, their eyes are straight. The Buddha statue in Yang Yuanliang's hand was crystal clear and sparkling in the sun.

Yang Yuanliang looked around and quieted down. He pointed to the Buddha statue and said, "My brother has no talent. He asked for this crystal clear Buddha statue from the distant horizon. If he doesn't sell today, he'll blow your mind. ”

When Yang Yuanliang said this, the surrounding merchants asked: "Prince Yang, how much money do you want to buy this precious treasure?" Yang Yuanliang stretched out his finger: "Please give me 12 million silver coins." ”

The surrounding merchants all took a breath of air conditioning, there are 12 million silver coins here that many people can take out, but it is impossible for them to take the money to buy such a thing.

They are all people who believe in the Buddha and return to the Buddha. Their golden statues do not have such valuable money. In their hearts, Yang Yuanliang is talking nonsense, Yang Yuanliang is full of boasting, and after a while.

Yang Yuanliang asked the people sitting there, "Have you ever seen the Buddha's light?" The businessmen here all shook their heads, no one had ever seen the Buddha's light.

Yang Yuanliang asked people to pick up the good rosin on the yellow paper of the candle and put it in front of the Buddha to light it. He didn't know what to say in his mouth. After that, like a magic stick, he mysteriously said to the merchant sitting there: "My Buddha is a 300-year-old monk who turned on his lamp and left it at home. "With God's protection, all evil will not be invaded, and things will go well.