Wang Lidong explained: "Father, of course coal will not work. I am talking about briquettes..." After a cup of tea, he and his wife explained clearly the heating artifact from the previous life.
Qi's father was a little hesitant. Adding a little yellow mud would make the charcoal less smokey and resistant to burning... It always seemed like a trick to fool people.
Princess Pingning believed 80% of the time. It was unlikely that her son would take this kind of thing for fun. Seeing that his officials were hesitant, he decided: "Whether it works or not, we will know after making one and trying it."
.Heng'er, is it difficult to make a stove?"
Wang Lidong said: "It's very simple. After I return to the yard later, I will draw the drawings and give them to the blacksmith in the house. Tomorrow, after my father leaves the office, I can see the real thing."
Qi's father smiled and nodded. Even if it didn't work, it was because of his son's filial piety.
To this end, he picked up the wine glass again and took a big sip.
Suddenly he remembered the news that the housekeeper told him before eating, and asked: "Heng'er, I heard that you just picked up a young lady at the gate and returned home."
Little lady?!
A certain nerve in Qi's mother immediately became full: "Heng'er, which family's young lady is this?"
Wang Lidong took his time and briefly told what happened when he returned home.
Knowing that it was a sick little beggar, Qi's mother breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"When that girl's condition stabilizes, we'll... pick a village and send her there."
Wang Lidong nodded and said, "Then send it to Yaojiazhuang. There is a shortage of manpower recently..."
After finishing the meal, I returned to my small courtyard and spent a stick of incense to complete the drawing of the briquette stove.
Xia Zhu stood aside, looking at the stove on the paper, and asked curiously:
"Sir, this stove is so big. It must contain a lot of charcoal, right?"
Wang Lidong glanced at the room. Chunlan and Xia Zhu were both there, but he didn't notice that he was not there, so he was called over. After everyone arrived, he explained the situation of the briquettes again.
Chunlan had no doubts about what the young master said, and said with bright eyes: "Sir, from now on, every household in Tokyo will buy a briquette stove, and the amount of charcoal used every day will be..."
Having said this, she couldn't help but pick up the pen and ink and start calculating the accounts.
The entire city of Tokyo has a population of almost 1.5 million, and a family has five people. According to the young man's description, at least five briquettes are needed a day, so the entire city of Tokyo needs 1.5 million briquettes a day.
"Sir, how much coal is needed to make a honeycomb briquette?"
"A briquette weighs about 2 kilograms and requires about 1.5 kilograms of coal."
"Then it only costs 2 cents to make a briquette. What price do you plan to sell it for?"
Wang Lidong thought for a moment and said, "How about 4 cents each?"
If the price of this kind of daily consumable product is set low, the daily use will be less distressing, and sales will increase.
And a 50% gross profit is definitely a huge profit. He has a very bottom line in doing business and never suffers haha.
Huh!
Thinking of Kuhaha, Wang Lidong immediately thought of the big dog owners in Tokyo.
These people will definitely not use briquettes. The reason is that they are too cheap.
And using the same thing as a bunch of idiots lowers their level.
Buwei was surprised and said: "So cheap? That five people only need to spend 20 yuan a day?"
If you burn charcoal, it will cost a family of five at least 50 Wen a day. This was when the price of charcoal was normal, but now it costs at least about 130 Wen a day.
Chunlan on the side reminded, "Sir, honeycomb briquettes are cheap and easy to use, and there must be a lot of people buying them. But we only have a coal plant in the west of the city, and the daily output is only a few kilograms. Can we collect a few more coals?"
factory?"
"You get what you get."
Wang Lidong immediately ordered his troops.
We were not responsible for acquiring the coal plants near Tokyo. As long as they were put up for sale, we bought them all.
Chunlan and Xia Zhu are responsible for the space, craftsmen and other matters required for the production of briquette stoves and briquettes.
After arranging the briquettes, Buwei talked about the two beggars.
The doctor has already taken a look at her. The little girl's illness is quite serious. If Da Luo Jinxian meets her in the middle of the night, she can only stare blankly.
Even if I don't mention it, he has forgotten it.
Wang Lidong came to a guest room in the front yard. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the little beggar calling him a benefactor, then kneeling on the ground and banging his head three times.
The little guy is quite polite.
Wang Lidong helped the little beggar up and said, "Don't kneel down and kowtow from now on. Is your sister feeling better after taking the medicine?"
While talking, I walked to the bed and saw the little girl sleeping. Although there was still no color on her face, her brows were relaxed.
The little beggar bent slightly and replied respectfully: "My little sister broke out in a sweat after taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor. She just fell asleep a quarter of an hour ago..."
"Just sweat." Although the little girl is still young, she is still a girl. After Wang Lidong said a few more words of concern, he took the little beggar to the next room.
After sitting down, I asked about their origins.
The little beggar is called Di Yun, who is 10 years old this year, and the little girl is called Di Heer, who is 8 years old. They are from Yangwu County, Kaifeng Prefecture. They lost their mother when they were young, and they followed their father to run a breakfast business in the county town.
Their father died of illness last month, and he was supposed to inherit the family's shop and property. However, their eldest uncle and head of the Di family, Di Zhongyin, "took the elders and spoiled the young" and intended to embezzle the Di Yun family's property as a "guardian."
The Song Dynasty also had a similar "Minor Protection Law". If a minor unfortunately lost both his parents, the government would usually designate an adult male of the same clan as the orphan as a temporary guardian. The guardian would pay monthly from the estate of his deceased parents.
Take out a sum of money as alimony, and wait until the orphan reaches adulthood. This temporary guardian will return all the remaining property to the orphan as the heir.
Although Di Yun is only 10 years old, he has been helping his father in the shop since he was 5 years old. He has long been able to run a breakfast shop independently. How could he be willing to hand over the family property to an uncle who has little contact with his family.
Unfortunately, he is too young and lacks experience.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! His uncle took charge of the county government, and then reasonably and legally took possession of the property left by his father.
For this reason, he went to the county government several times, but unfortunately no one paid any attention to him.
Five days ago, he and his sister were going to Tokyo City to beat the rumored "Dengwen Drum". Unexpectedly, halfway through, the little girl developed a high fever. As soon as he entered the city, he was forcibly abducted by a group of beggars, and then was
This group of beggars took them to the door of a wealthy family and staged a "miserable" drama.
From the little guy's statement, Wang Lidong discovered an amazing piece of information:
"Hundreds of people froze to death in your county?"
Many people have frozen to death in Kaifeng these days, but the number of people every day does not exceed single digits. Just like this, the emperor has already jumped to his feet. So many people have died in a small county.
This situation must be reported to the government, but no one in Tokyo knows about it, which shows that the matter has been suppressed.
"There are about a hundred people, but I have never seen it with my own eyes. They all heard it from shopkeeper Song next door." Di Yun, the little beggar, was afraid that Wang Lidong would think that he was just following the wind, so he explained: "The shopkeeper's eldest son is ours."
The capital of the county."
Wang Lidong thought for a moment and then said: "Dengwengu, please stop beating it."
Xiao Diyun was immediately anxious, but she didn't dare to refute in front of him, her thin face turned red.
"The little guy is quite impatient. Listen to me." Wang Lidong reached out and patted the little guy on the head: "During the Taizu and Zhenzong periods, ordinary people with flat heads could really beat the big drum, but now there are people in front of the drum.
Guard, for someone like you, you can't even get the drumsticks, let alone the drums. Don't worry, I will find someone to report your matter to the officials."