When Fang Jun saw the expressions of the two of them, he immediately became unhappy and shouted: "What are you doing, looking down on people? Can't my second room come up with a brilliant idea?"
Uncle Cen Wen almost burst into tears, and he had such a clever plan. Please go back and say a few words about the number of people first. Who doesn't know that your second roommate is a stick with a single brain?
Li Siwen, who had been eating and drinking without paying any attention to his own affairs, interrupted: "Bring me down, Fang Er, your brain is no better than mine. What else can you do besides being a mess?"
Fang Jun suddenly became angry: "Li Laoer! Are you calling me a fool?"
"That's not what I said. The whole city of Chang'an said so." Li Siwen was not afraid of Fang Jun's embarrassment. I didn't lie. Indeed, everyone outside said so...
Li Ke suppressed his laughter, but his sad expression was relieved a lot by these two living treasures. He pulled the furious Fang Jun and said, "Don't be upset, Erlang. Li Erlang is just joking..." There is Fang Erlang and Li Erlang.
Li Ke felt that his tongue was a little knotted, and he finally straightened it out, and said soothingly: "If Erlang has any clever ideas, you might as well tell them and let Brother Yu know the details."
Fang Jun glared angrily at Li Siwen, who chuckled and continued eating.
Fang Jun said angrily: "I can hold you to death!"
I sat down depressed, looked at Li Ke who had a perfunctory look on his face, and thought to myself, what knowledge do you have? Brother, I have traveled through time on a moonlight treasure box, and I know five hundred years before and five hundred years after, and I have read more books than
You know a lot of words, but you actually look down on me?
Then let me show you my hand!
"It's very simple, just four words - Lean stones to record merit!"
Fang Jun said calmly.
Li Ke and Uncle Cen Wen looked at each other, and their eyes seemed to say: Look, let me tell you, this guy can think of a ridiculous idea...
Still using stones to record merit?
Li Ke coughed dryly and said, "Erlang, do you know how much money the wealthy households in the city have donated?"
Fang Jun shook his head: "I don't know, but it's definitely not much." Nonsense, if people donate enthusiastically, how can you come here to drink?
Li Ke smiled bitterly and said: "Let me tell you this, the Du family...Do the Du family know? The Du family of 'Wei Du in the south of the city, go to Tianchi Wu', is the head family of Keming Gong. Their family is the family with the most donations in the city."
One, do you know how much money was donated?”
Without waiting for Fang Jun's answer, Li Ke stretched out two fingers: "Two hundred guan! I came to the door in person, and they donated a mere 200 guan! Is my face only worth 200 guan? You still let me do this?
Give them a stone to mark their merits?"
When I talked about it later, my voice and look were stern, and my face was filled with shame and annoyance!
You simply treat the prince as a cadre... What the hell, I personally came forward, my words were all worn out, and the biggest bastard in the bunch donated 200 yuan?
I wish I could kill them all!
Why the hell do you want me to give them a stone to mark their merits?
Fang Jun looked calm: "That's right, the stone is used to record merit!"
Li Ke was so angry that his mouth trembled. He didn't understand what he was talking about?
"Ahem!" Uncle Cen Wen stroked his beard and coughed twice, and said: "I'm afraid Erlang drank too much. Those aristocratic families responded to King Wei's fundraising in Lantian, and they spent tens of thousands of strings, hundreds of thousands of stones of food, clearly
It’s no wonder that His Highness, King Wu, is angry.”
He had to come out to smooth things over. Seeing that Li Ke, who had always been gentle and elegant, was almost driven crazy by Fang Jun. He might overturn the table the next moment, which would be embarrassing...
Li Ke felt a little calmer and understood what Uncle Cen Wen meant. He glanced at Fang Jun and said to himself, "I'm also suffering from a demonic disease. What's the point of this stick? There's nothing else in his mind except swords, guns and sticks."
, expect him to come up with ideas, I am better than him...
Fang Jun, the clinker, seemed not to understand at all. He narrowed his eyes slightly and took a sip of wine. He still said matter-of-factly: "That's why we have to give them a stone to record their merits. And it's a stone tablet 10 feet high. It's erected on the boat."
On the banks of the Wei River, where boats and people are busy, we also invite famous figures from the world to record their outstanding contributions to the people of Xinfeng when this natural disaster struck, so that their deeds will be remembered for generations to come!"
Uncle Cen Wen was dumbfounded, thinking that you are really a stick... You have said that, and you still haven't understood? Hey... there seems to be something wrong...
Li Ke was stunned for a long time, and suddenly slammed the table and shouted: "High!"
Li Siwen almost was so frightened that he slipped under the table.
Uncle Cen Wen also realized what he was doing. He suddenly became excited, clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Sure enough! Erlang's plan is no less generous than Zhuge Kongming's!"
It's so sinister. Once this trick of "breaking a stone to record merit" is used, all those arrogant wealthy families will burst into tears.
Lasting forever?
Not bad enough to be infamy for thousands of years!
Li Ke was so energetic that he filled up the wine for Fang Jun himself, raised the wine bowl, touched it, and drank it all in one gulp.
Feeling relieved, Li Ke praised: "Erlang's plan is indeed wonderful. It was the foolish brother who was rude earlier and failed to understand the mystery of the wise brother's plan."
The more I think about it, the more I realize that Fang Jun’s plan is really clever, it’s just a trick that hides a knife behind a smile!
Fang Jun was still resentful at being slighted by the two men before, but now he made a modest gesture: "Your Highness is so complimentary..." Feeling a little proud, he picked up a plan he had seen somewhere, and put it into practice.
The two contemporary heroes were shocked and felt a sense of accomplishment.
Once the depression that had been confusing for a long time was resolved, Li Ke's heart was like a cat's paw, and he couldn't sit still for a moment. He immediately stood up, cupped his hands to Fang Junyi, and said: "Thank you for your advice, brother Yu. I will go back and arrange the detailed charter one day early."
Raise money and food to save the people of Xinfeng from hanging upside down as soon as possible. When the work is completed, Brother Fool will personally come to the door to express his thanks to Brother Wise."
After saying that, he stood up and left the table.
Uncle Cen Wen was stunned. Unexpectedly, Li Ke was so impatient that he had to stand up and leave.
Before Fang Jun could get up to see off the guests, he saw Li Ke walking to the door, then turning back, staring at the hot pot on the table, and asked: "I wonder where did you get this thing from? Can you help me buy one too?"
pieces?"
Uncle Cen Wen also couldn't forget about the hot pot and said hurriedly: "I also have this intention and ask Erlang for help."
When Fang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes and said: "This hot pot was made by the blacksmith in the house. Originally, it is my honor that you two like this thing. What's the harm in just giving two away? But right?
, this thing seems simple, but in fact it takes time, effort and money. The most important thing is the idea... Well, let’s not talk about patent fees. It’s a one-price deal, and one pot costs a hundred guan!”
"puff"
At that time, Li Siwen sprayed the wine in his mouth onto the counter, a hundred guan?
How dare you ask for it...
Li Ke was also stunned, and subconsciously repeated: "A hundred strings?" But then he came back to his senses, nodded and said: "Brother Xian is indeed very human. In the past, I was mistaken for my brother..."
Uncle Cen Wen nodded his head fiercely. Yes, he is really very human. He dares to ask for a hundred guan for such a broken pot. It is so shameless...
Unexpectedly, Li Ke went on to say: "Things are rare and valuable. Although this thing is small, it is better than the novelty. The food cooked is fresh and delicious without losing the original flavor. One hundred strings is really not much! I will send it to my brother tomorrow morning. As for the money, when my dear brother can make it, just send someone to my brother’s house!”
Uncle Cen Wen's face turned green. Do you really want to buy it?
One hundred guan is enough to pay me, a small civil servant, for ten years...
But the leader said it was not expensive. Do you want to sing the opposite and say that the leader is wrong? Uncle Cen Wen could only hold his nose and said angrily: "Then... I will also order one..."
He spoke with great pride, but his heart was dripping with blood. It seemed that the pure and innocent husbandman from Pingkangfang in Chang'an City was afraid that he had no money to buy the golden house to hide his beauty, so as to pay for his third love that had passed away before he even started. Let’s have a moment of silence in the second spring...
Young Master Xu said
Three updates a day is too tiring. I am neither a professional writer nor an idler. I have a lot of things to do all day long, and I have given up the dinner party just for this third update. Please give me more votes to comfort me. Young Master, this little cramped hand! Well, it’s cramping from typing, not from that. Don’t think so dirty!~