"Selling newspapers and selling newspapers, Li Zhuangzi promised that those who bought kerosene lamps would be replaced and repaired free of charge, and they could be replaced with new ones if they fell."

"Selling newspapers, Li Zhuangzi launched a hot water bottle, filled with hot water, it will not be cold for a day and a night, and it will be repaired and replaced free of charge."

In the early morning, the newsboys wore uniformly made newspaper selling small cotton clothes and ran on the streets.

They worked hard to help the Li family Zhuangzi promote, and they ignored other people's advertisements.

The rich man who bought a kerosene lamp changed it when he heard that he had fallen, and hurriedly bought a newspaper to read.

When I saw the above, as long as I put together a rough piece of glass, I would replace it with a new one, and I was relieved.

Look at the magic thermos again, two hundred taels of one, you can buy two kerosene lamps.

"Wait for two months to sell it, what's the hurry." In the household, Bi Gou trembled and picked up a thermos to make tea for himself.

He had a thermos full of 200 pieces in his head, and he carried it in his hand.

As he understood, thermos pay the same tax.

Eighty percent, sell one for one hundred and sixty taels, ten is one thousand six hundred, one hundred......

"No, calm down, I can't think like this, the Li family's Zhuangzi's money is not mine, yes, but how can the thermos keep earning tax money?"

Bi thought that the kerosene of the kerosene lamp could be taxed for a long time, one out of ten.

The thermos is gone after it is sold out, and it can't make money, and the household suffers a loss.

"How so? No, I'm going to write. ”

Bi Gou was troubled, he sat in the position of the head of the household, and he had to think about the financial revenue of the Tang Dynasty.

He picked up the pen and wrote without thinking about it: kerosene is lonely in the sun and moon, and the wind of the four seasons is sweeping lightly. The exchange can always be saved, how can the thermos melt the snow for a hundred years?

After writing it, he sealed it privately, put it in an envelope, thought about it, and called someone: "Send it to the Li family Zhuangzi." ”

The messenger had no horses, ran out of the imperial city, saw a carriage, and stopped: "To the west of the city?" ”

"Go, I'm ......" The person who drove the car saw that it was a seven-rank official from the imperial city, and his voice was lowered.

"Take me to Lijia Zhuangzi, there is something urgent, other things will come later, hurry, give you the car money."

The messenger directly took out a ten-dollar voucher.

"This officer, I actually ......" the coachman didn't take the money.

"Twenty dollars, give, don't talk much, take care of you." The messenger handed over a ten-dollar voucher.

"Okay." The coachman took the money, urged the horse to hurry up, and hummed a song in his mouth.

The person who sent the letter is satisfied, this is the role of power and money, and if you want to go, you have to go.

When the car arrived at the place, before it stopped at the head of the Baqiao Bridge, someone began to greet the coachman.

"Song Lao Bald, are you here to pull the goods again?"

"Old Song, I'm coming back quickly this time."

The coachman smiled: "I also made twenty yuan, I was going to say that I would stop by and don't need money, this official of the imperial city is good." ”

Messenger: "......"

He wanted to do it all over again, back when he ran out of the Imperial City and the coachman said the second word.

I will definitely listen to the other party's words, who will reimburse the twenty dollars now?

Secretly sad, he found the Zhuang who was guarding here to deliver free soup, and explained his intentions, and the Zhuang ran to find Song De.

Song De came out and brought the letter in.

Li Yi was in class, and when the class was over, he took the letter and read it, and shook his head lightly: "Lao Bi really doesn't understand the matter of making money." ”

"That's right, who can have a proprietor and you know how to make money." Song De laughed with a mouth full of teeth, and his grin was big.

"Eight, you want to bite? Wait, I'll write a reply. ”

Li Yi said Song De, sat down next to him, and wrote a letter to Old Man Bi.

He knew that Bi Gou meant that the oil of the kerosene lamp needed to be used in all seasons, and if it was broken, it would be replaced.

The thermos bottle is just once, and it is changed back and forth, and it is not possible to make other money in a hundred years?

Li Yi thought for a while and wrote: When the silkworm larvae are raised, they carefully wait for the silk to form knots. The immovable weak chrysalis looks forward to the heavens, breaks the cocoon and spreads its wings and finally turns into a butterfly.

Stopping his pen and shaking his head, he wrote again: Lao Bi, I will send you three sets of tea sets, one set of one silk, one set of five hairs, and one set of twenty dollars.

After writing, he put it in an envelope: "Bring three sets of tea sets and hand them over to the hand." ”

Song De nodded, took the letter and went to find something, in addition to sending Bi Gou's three sets of tea sets, there was also the benefit of sending the letter to the seven-pin petty official.

Song De now sees those below the fifth grade, and they all think that they are petty officials.

The messenger had already drunk three bowls of free soup, and from time to time he stood up and craned his neck to look around.

When Song De's figure appeared, he stretched his brows.

"This is a letter, and this is the three sets of tea sets that my proprietor gave to Bi Shangshu."

Song De first handed the lacquered letter to the other party, waited for the other party to carry it, and then gave two bamboo baskets that could be carried.

One bamboo basket contains three sets of tea sets in boxes, and the other is greenhouse vegetables, and the inside of the vegetable basket is covered with sack pieces to keep warm.

"The contents of this basket are also for Bi Shangshu?" The person delivering the letter did not know what was in the basket.

"A few cucumbers, Bi Shangshu can't ask for them." Song De shook his head.

A smile appeared on the eyebrows of the person who sent the letter, and he understood, and gave his own greenhouse vegetables.

"Whoever sends me back, I'll give thirty dollars." The person who sent the letter didn't feel sorry for the money anymore.

Fifty dollars, in exchange for such a basket of vegetables, make a lot of money.

"Let's go, I'll take you one, just so I'll go to deliver the goods, take a detour."

The coachman just now finished loading vegetables and was about to deliver them to the people in the city, and he came over and stretched out his hand.

The person who sent the letter took a deep breath and looked at the others, and the others didn't move, so let's pay for it.

He didn't know the rules, and when he shouted out the money, everyone around him heard it, and some people were fast and spoke first, and the others didn't move.

If he finds an empty car, he whispers the price.

How much people don't hear it, even if this person wants to be low, it's no problem.

Don't look at it as a coolie, as long as a group of people do the same work, whoever breaks the rules will be cleaned up.

The cart loaded with vegetables slowed down, and when the messenger returned to the imperial city, it was noon.

Bi Gou didn't eat, waiting.

The messenger handed over the letter, as well as the basket for the tea set, took his leave, and by the way, took half a day off and had to take the food home.

Bi Gou opened the letter and read it again, only to know that Li Yi meant that there was a follow-up.

"The thermos bottles are all sold, and you can still collect money? Give me a tea set, just send an expensive one, and give me a cheap one. ”

Bi Gou opened the three sets of tea sets and looked at them, and the difference could be seen at a glance, the price was different, and the quality was reflected.

"There are three kinds of tea sets, and there are even more expensive ones, and you can't afford to drink tea in the future."

Bi Gou has already read the newspaper introduction on how to make kung fu tea, which is called a cumbersome.

At the same time, there were advertisements in the newspapers, and advertisements for selling complete sets of tea sets were not at all prepared for ordinary people.

He looked at the tea set and prayed again, hoping that everyone would buy less and buy more after the New Year, so that they could collect taxes.

In Lantian County on the other side, Changsun Xin was in a bad mood and failed to return to the imperial city, and he had to work as an inspector in the county.

"I can't make any money, so I can only do a few small transactions at home, what will I do in the future?"

The eldest grandson Xin and the four staff members sat there drinking tea, and he got a set of tea sets presented by the Drunken Immortal Residence.

Learn the method introduced in the newspaper and patiently brew kung fu tea.

The four staff members followed and drank, frowning one by one, the owner couldn't go back to Chang'an, and it was not easy for them to go through the door.

"Owner, if you want to make money, I have an idea, canned food will be sold for a while, and now while others don't react, let's find a place first."

Luo Oucheng took a sip of tea, found that it was cold, and poured out the rest of the tea.