Chapter 145: Division of Labor

The most difficult to compromise Wang Lao agreed to this matter, and the rest of the craftsmen were in favor with both hands except for their brains being caught by the door, and they unanimously passed.

Of course, there are more crazy people in the Strange Workshop, but there is no such thing as being caught by the door, so to put it simply, this suggestion is unanimously approved!

Li Zhuo is the supervisor of the Qi Workshop, and theoretically speaking, he can be in charge of the affairs of the Qi Workshop, but he feels that it is still necessary to report to Li Shimin about this kind of matter involving money, so he ordered someone to prepare a horse and prepare to enter the palace to meet the saint. Before that, there is still some division of labor to be done.

"I have ten taels of silver bread here, you go and buy the supplies you need first." Chen Fei was heartbroken and took out all the money he had left, he was really penniless at the moment.

Qian Zhongshu took the money and hid his wallet in his pocket... Hey? Can't drag?

Chen Fei held the corner of the money bag tightly, his eyes were reluctant, and his eyes were miserable and desperate.

"Little junior brother? Little junior brother? This money... Will you give it back to me? ”

Chen Fei let go of his hand and waved goodbye to his money bag with tears in his eyes: "Old man, don't worry, I will earn you back soon." ”

All......

"This money is not allowed to be embezzled, no fraud, if it is discovered, hum! I can't spare you! Chen Fei turned his head and tried not to look at the money bag, and after finishing the lecture, he raised his head like a swan and left.

Qian Zhongshu and the others looked at each other and smiled bitterly, this little junior brother of theirs is really... It's special.

"You go to purchase materials, Wang Lao first discussed with a few masters the rationality of some of these designs, try not to cause waste of materials, I will go to meet Your Majesty, Chen Fei, you..."

Chen Fei took over: "I'll go to Uncle Cheng's mansion to withdraw money." ”

Li Zhuo nodded: "In this case, then you can go to Uncle Cheng's mansion to withdraw money." Let's just do what I say, let's get started! ”

Li Zhuo gave orders to everyone to divide labor, and everyone received the task and began to busy their work.

Because of Chen Fei's intercession, many craftsmen who were originally a little hostile to Chen Fei actually greeted him with a smile at the moment, at least they would not stink at him, and even a few older masters joined the design and production of the rice harvester, and now they are discussing it with Wang Lao.

Chen Fei secretly felt a little funny when he saw these changes, sure enough, money is the most touching thing, it is like this now, and it will be like this in the future.

Chen Fei doesn't have to worry about the production of the rice cutter for the time being, I believe that the people in this strange workshop are definitely more professional than him, so he rode back to Chang'an City with Li Zhuo and Qian Zhongshu and others.

Oh, I forgot to mention, Chen Fei will ride a little bit on horseback, but he doesn't dare to ride too fast, so he falls on the last one.

Anyway, this place is not far from Chang'an City, Chen Fei doesn't care whether it's the first or the last.

After just riding for a short while, I saw the outline of Chang'an City. No matter which direction you look at, this magnificent ancient city can always shock Chen Fei.

"I don't know why, every time I see Chang'an, I feel excited! Or maybe it's because I'm in the glorious era of Datang? Chen Fei looked at Chang'an City and muttered, and then, the corners of his mouth raised a smile, and he waved his horsewhip heavily.

"Drive! Advance! Chang'an, I'm Chen Hansan back again! ”

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After entering Chang'an City, Chen Fei and the others were divided into three routes, Chen Fei went to Cheng Biting Jinfu, Li Zhuo went to meet Shengshang, and Qian Zhongshu and others went to the bazaar to sell iron and other materials.

The three groups walked together for some distance and then separated, leaving in different directions.

After riding a horse twice, Chen Fei can be regarded as having mastered some skills a little, of course, his overall level is still very scummy, maybe a random person on the street can ride a horse better than him.

The whole people of Datang are martial arts, and horseback riding is almost a skill of most people, even Chen Daomai knows a little bit, like Chen Fei who gets off the horse and walks with trembling legs, like a crab, which is really rare in Datang.

"Yo, what's wrong with the young man? Why is it so strange to walk? The porter at the side door of the Cheng Mansion couldn't help but joke when he saw Chen Fei.

has gotten along with Chen Fei a few times, and they also think that Chen Fei has no frame and is approachable, so sometimes they will make fun of him, and Chen Fei will not take it to heart.

"Don't mention it, this Ma Tailie is a little difficult to control, by the way, is Uncle Cheng in the house?" Chen Fei's face was not red and his heart was not beating to open the topic, not wanting to dwell too much on his embarrassed walking posture.

"Grandpa Guo went to the palace to be sacred, but the little grandpa is in the house."

"Okay, I'm just here to find the little grandfather." Chen Fei crossed his legs and walked into the mansion slowly, trying to make himself walk normally, but unfortunately, he couldn't...

"Wha! Brother Chen, what's wrong with your leg? Why didn't you see this in the morning? Didn't you let the horse grind its legs? ”

Chen Fei......

There is a kind of person who just has no eyes, and belongs to the kind of person who is more unsuccessful, such as Cheng Chumo, doesn't he know that sprinkling salt on top of Chen Fei's pain is a very immoral thing?

However, Chen Fei didn't bother to bother with him in this matter, so he casually hit a mahaha and made up a lie to round it out, and then chatted with Cheng Chumo about the money deposited here.

"Brother Chu Mo will give me a thousand taels of silver cakes first, I have used a lot of money recently, and I hope that Grandpa Guo will help me arrange a person and send a sum of money to a place."

"A thousand taels? I'm good, what's wrong with you lately? It's a lot of money. ”

Chen Fei's cheeks twitched, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed gloomily: "I may have pretended to be evil recently, I can't get along with silver everywhere, by the way, Brother Mo, the profits of the mosquito coil shop should be given to me, right?" It's the end of the month. ”

Cheng Chu scratched his head silently, looking like he didn't care about himself. "I have to ask my dad about this, I can't be the master, and I don't know much about this kind of thing."

Hearing this, Chen Fei had to give up this idea for the time being, only hoping that Cheng Yanjin would not rely on his account.

"Then please ask the little grandfather to help me send me money." Chen Fei took out a piece of paper, wrote down the address and name and handed it to Cheng Chumo. "Just send it on paper."

Cheng Chumo picked up the paper and glanced at it, "Wang Tian of Yongle Village?" Okay, I see, leave this to me, I'll send someone right away. Anyway, you don't need me to send someone to send you these six hundred taels of silver cakes? ”

"No, I'll just ride a horse and transport it over, anyway, the road is not far."

Since this is the case, Cheng Chumo didn't say much, and after chatting with Chen Fei for a while, Chen Fei got up and said goodbye.

Walking out of Chengfu with silver cakes, Chen Fei rode on his horse and rode out of the city, and after leaving Chengfu, Chen Fei sneezed inexplicably.

"Ahh it! Did I forget something? Always feel like there's something left undone? ”

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After sending Chen Fei away, Cheng Chu silently ordered someone to send money to the address written by Chen Fei, and after explaining, he took off his clothes, walked naked to the practice room in the house, and went to exercise with a barbell made of stones.

The barbell was raised for a while, and Cheng Chumo immediately sweated.

Cheng Chumo held the barbell while "snorting" while looking at the roof beams cutely.

"Strange, did I forget something? I always feel a little uneasy, as if I have forgotten one very important thing... Strange, what is going on? ”