Li Er also wants to bet, which is not unusual.

But his shot is 100,000 yuan.

What's more, he also bet on Shen Lang and bet on him to win.

What the hell is going on?

Li Er's words directly made the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of the Manchu Dynasty stunned in an instant.

One by one, they are even more buzzing in the brains.

They never expected that Li Er would bet 100,000 yuan, and Shen Langsheng was still betting!

At this time, Sun Wuji, the old yin goods on the side, couldn't help frowning.

Could it be that this damn Shen Lang wants to pit his own money again?

However, he wanted to pit his own money, why did His Majesty also bet on him and bet on him to win?

Could it be that this pit was dug by His Majesty and Shen Lang together?

That's not right!

Your Majesty hasn't summoned Shen Lang alone recently!

There's only one possibility.

Your Majesty is scared of Shen Langkeng!

Your Majesty, Your Majesty, your courage is really getting smaller.

Thinking of this, Eldest Sun Wuji's heart instantly became a lot more comfortable.

"Since it's a bet, there must naturally be a deadline."

Just in case, the eldest grandson Wuji couldn't help but speak out in person.

"What the eldest grandson said is that there must be a deadline."

"That's right! If we can't improve it in 10,000 years, even if we win, we won't see it! ”

The officials echoed one after another, and secretly extended a thumbs up to the eldest grandson Wuji in their hearts.

A prime minister is a prime minister.

This consideration is thoughtful!

"Three days. If I don't sell the improved plough after three days, I'll throw in the towel. If you want to kill or chop, obey the order! ”

Li Er's actions filled Shen Lang's heart with deep worry.

He was really afraid that this group of 'God of Wealth' would regret Li Er's words!

So he couldn't wait to say that he would finalize the matter with an awl.

And as Shen Lang's words fell, those imperial historians who were eager to pull Shen Lang out and cut him down right now were stunned in an instant.

Why did he agree so rejoicefully?

Why did His Majesty Li Er also bet on him to win?

Could he really improve the plough?

The hearts of the imperial historians were full of doubts and incomprehension.

But Shen Lang has already blossomed.

The only fly in the ointment is Li Er's grandson.

He is a true grandson.

Ya actually grabbed money with herself!

And the next note is 100,000 yuan.

But when I thought of the eldest grandson Wuji, the old fox, who bet 100,000 yuan, and those imperial historians who didn't know whether to live or die.

That's a million in that!

The master is going to get rich again!

At this time, Shen Lang fell in love with this group of officials who were like Dasha X.

After the early dynasty, Shen Lang couldn't wait to leave the palace.

He's going home and getting ready!

He not only has to make money from these waste officials in the DPRK and China, but also has to transform a lot of plows for the benefit of the people of the Tang Dynasty.

What's more, he can not make money.

But if the plough is sold, it's not just money that comes back.

It's a bunch of stall value!

That's what he wants most!

But before Shen Lang left the palace, he was surrounded by Li Jing and others.

"General, can you really improve the plow?"

Li Jing asked Shen Lang with great curiosity.

"It's classified."

Shen Lang smiled slightly, pretending to be mysterious.

"It's much harder than solving the problem of worn hooves. How can it be easily solved? ”

Chi Jingde, the black-faced lieutenant, questioned on the side.

This time, the imperial historian impeached Shen Lang, and the person behind it was naturally the old yin eldest grandson Wuji.

In this way, he wants to be ashamed.

Let Shen Lang know the power of his eldest grandson Wuji in the court!

But unexpectedly, he fell into Shen Lang's pit again.

And Li Jing, Cheng Biting Jin and others were cheated by Shen Lang last time.

They were really afraid of Shen Lang.

So none of them participated in this gamble.

So Shen Lang's impression of them has improved a lot.

It seems that Datang is not stupid!

Now that they caught up to inquire about it, Shen Lang's eyes couldn't help but light up.

After all, in his plan, this pit man is only the first step.

The most important step is the second step, which is to thoroughly promote the improved plough.

The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, and he naturally does not worry about this promotion problem.

But this is the biggest problem he faces!

How long has he been in Chang'an!

Where to find so many blacksmiths and steel mills?

Besides, most of the steel mills in Chang'an are in the hands of Sun Wuji, the old yin cargo chief.

If he wanted to go it alone, selling ploughs on the ground, it would be difficult for him to reach the sky.

The production alone stumped him.

But in the face of Li Jing and others, Shen Lang's eyes couldn't help but light up.

Wouldn't it be better to be your own boss and let this group of bigwigs work for themselves?

"Ladies and gentlemen, just imagine, now that Your Majesty, who shouts every day that you have no money, you can bet on me to win, how can General Ben let Your Majesty down?"

Shen Lang immediately said confidently to everyone.

"His grandfather's grandpa's grandpa! I knew that there was a certain pressure of 500,000 yuan! ”

Cheng Yanjin shouted with regret.

"500,000? Knowing this, a certain directly sold property, and the ministry pressed on! ”

The big black-faced lieutenant Chi Jing said with his big pie face.

Missing such a good opportunity to make money, the two of them regretted it in their hearts.

"It's okay now, my Datang country is just around the corner!"

Li Jing's consciousness is still high, not only to see far, but also to think about the common people in the world.

"You don't have to regret it, it's all small money."

Shen Lang endured the contempt in his heart and said with a smile.

"Small money? His Majesty bet 100,000 yuan, and three days later, it became 200,000 yuan! ”

Cheng Yanjin immediately said with contempt at Shen Lang.

"What is 100,000? How much money can you make if you master this improved plough? ”

Shen Lang immediately threw a big pie at them.

Everyone instantly gasped.

If it is really as Shen Lang said, this improved plough is so powerful.

That is simply a weapon of the country, and it wants to be famous in history!

More importantly, if you master this technique of improving the plough, you can produce it yourself and sell it yourself.

How much money is earned more than 100,000 yuan?

This is simply an existence comparable to green salt!

In Datang, salt and its scarcity.

So the price of salt is very high.

Not to mention ordinary people, even Li Er has to be frugal.

"General, you must not forget such a good thing!"

After a short period of shock, Cheng Yanjin's eyes lit up instantly, and as he spoke, he was like a dog skin plaster, sticking to Shen Lang's body.

"General, for the sake of so-and-so's son being your younger brother, you must bring so-and-so with you in this matter!"

Wei Chi Jingde scrambled to grab Shen Lang's other arm.

Only Li Jing smiled at Shen Lang on the side.

There was also an unconcealable longing on his face.

"Brother Xinlang has eternal life. In that case, then the master will take you to make money! ”

Shen Lang said and pushed away Cheng Yanjin and Wei Chi Jingde.

"Brother Lang, please bring it!"

Cheng Biting Jin and Wei Chi Jingde couldn't wait to shout.

Shen Lang was speechless in an instant.

This generation is a bit messy!