After eating at noon, Wang Haoran was ready to go to the West Market to sell paintings, Xiaoyu and Wang Qihong also said that they also wanted to go to see the excitement, Wang Haoran didn't care, today's paintings will definitely not sell, just go and play. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Little master, what are you looking for me?" Han Niu came over and asked, he was called by Wang Haoran for Cui'er.

"You take the painting and go to the West Market to sell it, we are too young to be suitable."

"Selling paintings?" Han Niu was embarrassed, how could he dare to sell this painting worth dozens of taels of silver, he hadn't even seen a tael of silver before, "Little master, I'm ...... I'm stupid, I can't speak, where did I sell such a valuable painting? What if I don't get a good price? ”

"It's okay, it's not really selling, you just stand there, others offer, no matter how much it costs, you will only reply with one sentence--- the price is too low, don't sell."

"Huh?" Not only Han Niu, Xiaoyu and Wang Qihong were blinded, Wang Qihong asked, "Haoran, why is it that you take the painting and sell it but don't really sell it?" ”

"Hype, didn't Dad say it? Famous people make things that are of high value, and I am not famous, but I can make my paintings famous, so can the difference increase the value? ”

Xishi is not very far from Wang's house, but it still walked for two quarters of an hour, Wang Haoran felt deeply inconvenient to travel, if there was a bicycle. Wang Haoran's strange costume naturally attracted a lot of surprised eyes, but he didn't see it, found a place with a wide venue, and asked Hanniu to show up the painting and sell it.

Han Niu opened the oil paper and inserted a piece of grass in the photo frame to indicate that he was selling paintings. When Han Niu hesitated to shout to sell the painting, the first passer-by to see the painting exclaimed: "This ...... This painting is too realistic! ”

It soon attracted a lot of onlookers, and everyone talked about it and was amazed. When I wanted to see who painted the painting, I couldn't find the payment on the painting.

"Huh? Isn't the child in this painting the little girl next to him? It's exactly the same! ”

"Yes! Even the hair ornaments and hanging hair strands are all in one place, is this painting just painted? ”

"Why didn't this painting get paid?"

"Brother, who painted this painting?"

"How much does this painting cost?"

In the face of everyone's questions, Han Niu did not answer.

"I bought it for ten taels of silver!" Finally someone made a bid.

And Han Niu, who everyone thought was a mute, finally spoke: "The price is too low, don't sell it!" ”

"How about fifteen taels?"

"The price is too low, don't sell!"

"I'll give twenty taels!"

"The price is too low, don't sell!"

……

Everyone was a little speechless, brother, can you change your lines?

There are fewer people bidding, but more and more onlookers. Wang Haoran felt bored, so he proposed to go to other places to shop, and Wang Qihong and Xiaoyu readily agreed.

The eastern and western cities are the most prosperous places in Chang'an City, but they are only open in the afternoon every day. While strolling, Wang Haoran saw a wood products shop that sold windows, doors, tables and stools, and so on. Wang Haoran was attracted by a screen, the dragon and phoenix carved on the screen are vivid, even the subtleties are so vivid, but Wang Haoran is not observing this aspect of the problem, but the carving of the person who made the screen. He carefully found that the craftsman who made this statue could carve exactly where he wanted, and he would not carve as deep as he wanted.

At this time, Wang Haoran thought of one thing, that is, screws. If you ask a carpenter to carve out a screw, then use the screw to make a model, then use cement to make two half-split templates, and finally use the pouring method to make iron screws...... Screws and bearings are indispensable for making bicycles, of course, in the 21st century, the machining is developed, and there is no need to be so troublesome, but in the Tang Dynasty, this is the most feasible way, and it may be so easy to make bicycles in the Tang Dynasty!?

This can be used not only for screws, but also for many other things, such as bicycle frisbees, springs, and fan blades for electric fans...... As for cement, Wang Haoran didn't want it to come out so quickly. Wang Haoran is still young, and there are many places where he will have a huge amount of money in the future, and he plans to use cement to make money. Although Wang Furen has money, no matter how he says that his father's money is his father's after all, is it so simple for a son who is born to use his father's money? You have to rely on yourself.

If you don't make cement, what about the bike? Maybe you can use clay instead of cement to make it, and if you can make it, you can also get a lot of gold! Wang Haoran thought about how much money he needed to invest in making a bicycle, and felt that the investment was not very large, and he could borrow some money from his father, which was still okay. However, the development of various minerals in the Tang Dynasty was not large, and it seems that the bicycle in the future will have to develop on the luxury route. Hey! Mineral? Haha, I forgot about this road to get rich, but don't worry, if you want to mine, you can't find a mountain to dig by yourself, technology, capital, and contacts are all indispensable! You still have to develop it yourself.

Wang Qihong saw that Wang Haoran was so interested in this wood products store, so he introduced Wang Haoran: "This shop is famous in Chang'an City, the owner of this shop is surnamed Lu, it is said that he is a descendant of Lu Ban, and many princes and nobles asked him to order wood products. ”

"Not bad!" Wang Haoran commented casually, because his mind had already turned to cast iron, "Does Seventh Brother know that there are people in Chang'an City who cast iron?" ”

"I still know that there is one in the vicinity, and I heard that the imperial court may want to ban private iron casting, and there are few iron casting shops left."

"Oh? And what's going on? Wang Haoran was worried that the imperial court would prohibit private cast iron, so it would be even more difficult to make a bicycle, "Can you take me to see it?" ”

"Naturally."

The three of them turned two corners and came to the cast iron shop, which had a good business, and from time to time people came to pick up the goods. Wang Haoran went in and asked how to calculate the price of cast iron, as well as about the imperial court's desire to ban private cast iron, and learned that the imperial court had ordered a complete ban on private cast iron next year, and the cast iron shop would have to close its doors at that time, and the court would take over.

It seems that the plan to make a bicycle must be hurried, and who knows whether the imperial court will cast spatulas for private people after taking over the cast iron shop and rake something other than pears.

"Just do what you say, and when you go back, you can draw everything you need." Wang Haoran thought.

Out of the cast iron shop, Wang Haoran asked Wang Qihong where there was a brick kiln.

"Why is your father in the brick kiln business, but the brick kiln is not in the city."

"It's not in the way, it's much easier to be your own." Wang Haoran smiled happily.

"Trouble-free? Is my brother going to do something strange again? Xiaoyu asked expectantly.

"You'll know then." Wang Haoran smiled slyly.

"Humph! Again? Ignore you! ”

Seeing that Xiaoyu was angry, Wang Haoran laughed happily.

At this time, the sun was about to set, and the three of them returned to the place where the paintings were sold, and asked Han Niu to pack up the paintings and go home.

On the way home, Wang Qihong asked, "Han Niu, what is the highest bid today?" ”

"Forty taels of silver."

Wang Qihong quietly looked at Wang Haoran's expression, for fear that he would be hit, but he didn't see any unwillingness on Wang Haoran, so he said: "It's about the same as my father's estimate, and this is already very good." Haoran, although the price is still ten taels away from your goal, didn't Dad say that he would make up fifty taels for you? The ten acres of fertile land you want can still be bought after all. ”

"Seventh brother, my goal is not fifty taels." Wang Haoran smiled, "At least double it." ”

"One hundred taels?" Wang Qihong thought he had misheard.

"Yes, a hundred taels." Wang Haoran said confidently, "Today, someone is willing to pay forty taels, so I am sure that I can sell this painting to more than one hundred taels." ”

"Then I'll come with me tomorrow, and when my brother earns money, he will invite me to the best restaurant in Chang'an City for a big meal!" Xiaoyu never doubted his brother's abilities.

"Tomorrow it won't work, tomorrow I won't come to sell paintings, and the day after tomorrow will come again."

"Why is that?" Wang Qihong was puzzled.

"What is hard to get is a good thing, my paintings are selling today, and tomorrow they are selling again, and others will think that my paintings will definitely be sold, and maybe they can be cheaper after a while; But if I don't sell it tomorrow, what will others think? Wang Haoran turned his gaze to Wang Qihong and Xiaoyu, and motioned for them to think about what others would think.

"Maybe you're worried that we're suddenly not selling again for some reason." Xiao Yu replied first.

"It's also possible that someone bought it privately." Wang Qihong also replied.

"Yes, those who like this painting will make up all kinds of possibilities in their own minds, but they will all have the same thought, that is, regret is not enough." Wang Haoran unconsciously used the words of the 21st century, but Wang Qihong didn't pay much attention to them.

"And then the day after tomorrow the painting came back again, and this time they couldn't miss it again." Wang Qihong secretly admired Wang Haoran's strategy.