Feng Ziying was indeed a man of his word. On the first day of the new year, not only did he come to the house in person to show his support, but he also specially invited several familiar officials and officials to sign an order for more than 200 tires in total.

Laishun was waiting here at Shichahai because he said he was coming.

After receiving these orders, Laishun asked several young masters to confirm that they had no intention of hiding their identities, and then called shopkeeper Li to bring out seven or eight long strips of red silk.

Several specially invited scholars used ink to write down the official ranks and surnames of each family on the vertical banners. Shopkeeper Li then personally picked up the long poles and handed them over to the waiters on the second floor to hang them.

It was also at this time that Feng Ziying discovered that there were more than ten red vertical banners hanging on the second floor. The one in the middle was the Baolinghou Shijia, and in the middle were several white merchants.

He pointed to the vertical banner and asked curiously: "What does this mean?"

Shopkeeper Li rushed to explain: "It is our general shopkeeper's wish. Anyone who orders more than twenty pieces the day before can hang up their own red banners. Tomorrow it will be fifty pieces, the day after tomorrow it will be a hundred pieces, and the day after tomorrow it will be

A hundred of them!”

Feng Ziying laughed: "Your store is quite affordable, but these banners alone may not make people willing to buy one or two hundred spare tires."

"The main thing is to rely on the family name above."

Laishun said: "As long as the name of your home or even your store can be listed with the high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the court, what does it mean to those face-saving businessmen to spend a small amount of money?"

As for the so-called "lower edition", these vertical paintings look very valuable, but in fact they were made from rags in the warehouse, and not much money was wasted.

Of course, there is no need to elaborate on these with Feng Ziying.

However, after listening to Lai Shun's explanation and looking at the vertical pattern, Feng Ziying suddenly realized it and couldn't help praising Lai Shun's ingenuity, and said that she would help spread the word.

In the next two days, while calling friends to hang out among the flowers, he mentioned the matter many times.

In addition, 'Tian Xingjian' had prepared various publicity strategies, which caused quite a stir in Beijing.

From the first day to the fifth day of the lunar month, 16,000 yuan was booked in just a few days!

You must know that over two months of overtime work in Guangdong and Guangxi, they could only produce more than 60,000 pieces, and only 25,000 were sent to the capital.

Even before it opened, most of the inventory was sold. Jia, Wang, and Xue were overjoyed. They hurriedly sent people to the south to rush the goods and praised Laishun.

Who would have thought that this would annoy Xue Pan again.

At home, he listens to his mother praising Laishun, and when he goes out to hang out with his new eldest brother Feng Ziying, he also hears the excitement of "Tian Xingjian".

Unfortunately, he had obviously been in the shop, but no one mentioned it.

The more Xue Datou thought about it, the more he became dissatisfied and angry. Together with Lai Murong, He San stirred up trouble every day.

Gradually, he even forgot about his previous vows and vows, and was focused on finding faults in Lai Shun so that he could show off his authority as Uncle Xue.

But Lai Shun is a businessman who is very familiar with it. Even if there are any oversights, it cannot be broken by an outsider like Xue Pan.

After three or five entanglements, Xue Pan was defeated.

However, Lai Shun's thoughts were not focused on this at all. All he was thinking about was the attack on the prince.

From the first day to the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, only a little over 2,000 of the 25,000 items in stock remained. This popularity has already exceeded Wang Xifeng’s psychological expectations.

But I don't know when the Ningguo Mansion will come to visit.

On the evening of the tenth day of the lunar month, Laishun finished his accounts at the Dongsi Pailou branch. Seeing that if he delayed any longer, he would not be able to catch up with the wine sent by Xu Shi, he packed up and prepared to go home.

At this time, suddenly a strong man from the Rong Mansion came on horseback, saying that Mr. Zheng had ordered Laishun to pick some good goods and send them to the mansion.

This is not the first time that Laishun has encountered similar orders recently. It was he who invented Gein's pneumatic tires, and it is also his handiwork that leads to the current hot sales.

Invisibly, he was regarded as an expert in this field. Whenever there was something coming to the house, he would always be asked to personally select some "good goods" as gifts.

This is also one of the ways to spread the word, and I won't shirk it if I go with it naturally, so I thought of just picking a few and taking them back to deal with them.

Unexpectedly, the strong man specially warned him, saying that Mr. Zheng had said that this time it must be a first-class product!

Because of repeated reminders, Laishun had no choice but to go to the warehouse and carefully select them - although they were all made from the same mold, the thickness and uniformity were not standardized, so naturally there were advantages and disadvantages.

There was a way to go, so he simply stuffed the tire into the carriage, sat side by side with the coachman on the shaft, and returned to Rongguo Mansion in the night breeze.

The original plan was to pile them into the warehouse and wait for Jia Zhengming to call them. Unexpectedly, when they arrived at the mansion, someone was already waiting at the corner door.

He specially led Laishun to Jia Zheng's study room, and respectfully placed the more than twenty tires on the square table in the side hall.

Which company is this going to be provided to?

Wang Shuirong of Beijing doesn’t get this kind of treatment, right?

Although Laishun was suspicious, he also knew that this was not something he should inquire about, so he handed over his errand and left the Rongguo Mansion.

If there is any delay here or there, it has already passed the time of Xu.

Therefore, Laishun made a special trip to the Donghutong Wine Shop. After eating Grandma Huang across the counter, she looked down at her, and then she rushed home with a wine bottle and Shishi.

When passing by Ningrong's front alley, he subconsciously stopped and looked in the direction of the Qin family from a distance, thinking that by the end of the month or the beginning of next month, he would be a father.

…………

It's night.

The living room in the inner courtyard of Lai Mansion.

Because it was the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, brothers Lai Da and Lai Sheng gathered together as usual to exchange information.

First, we talked about a few major things at the master level, and then discussed when Nan Bian'er's windfall would be realized.

The next topic, of course, cannot avoid the booming tire shop.

"Laiwang's son really has some tricks up his sleeve. Even the old lady in the third grade of junior high school specially mentioned him when she celebrated her birthday."

Speaking of this, a hint of gloom flashed in Lai Da's eyes.

He can tolerate Wang Xifeng's "usurpation of power", and he can also tolerate Lai's temporary pride, but he can never tolerate Lai's taking away Jia Mu's reliance on him!

After all, Jia Mu's favor and trust are the long-lasting foundation of the Lai family.

“It’s become even more hairy in the past few days!”

Lai Sheng was more calm than his brother. He said half teasingly and half self-deprecatingly: "Yesterday, when I went to socialize, someone asked me if Lai Shun, the man who turns stones into gold in Xifu, is your nephew."

As he spoke, he couldn't help complaining: "If I had known this, brother, wouldn't it have been better if you had suppressed the rumors and driven him and his son to the south together?"

Why didn't Lai Da regret this?

When he secretly added fuel to the flames, he never thought that this would lead to Lai Wang staying in the capital and taking over Zhou Rui's base.

But now it was too late to regret it. Lai Da changed the subject and asked: "Have you ever found out anything about the big issue?"

"this……"

Lai Sheng's face fell, and he said helplessly: "Due to the death of Grandma Rong, Jiao Da has become a taboo in our house. Who dares to mention him in front of the master?"

"It wasn't until a few days ago that I found out indirectly that this old guy was no longer a slave."

"Is Jiao Da no longer a slave?"

Lai Da pondered for a long time, then suddenly jumped up from the chair, widened his eyes and asked: "When did he get rid of his citizenship?!"

"This, how do I know this?"

Lai Sheng was startled and asked tentatively: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"You must figure this out as soon as possible!"

After Lai Da finished speaking, he walked around in the room and muttered excitedly: "It's strange that he has been dealing with officials recently, and he even went to the Ministry of War several times..."

"elder brother?"

Lai Sheng asked curiously: "What happened?"
Chapter completed!