Censor Zhang Chao went to the palace in person and read a copy of Du He.
"Your Majesty, the uncle of Yi County, relying on the explosive packs he has in his hands, explodes in Chang'an City every now and then. This makes people panic all day long. Please, Your Majesty, in order to protect the safety of the people, severely punish Du He. From now on, Du He will not be allowed to do anything again.
Make explosives." Zhang Chaoyi said solemnly.
Li Er heard this and raised his head: "I know about this."
After that, there is nothing more to say.
Zhang Chao looked at Li Er eagerly: "Your Majesty..."
Li Er waved his hand: "Pull out and hit the top ten boards."
"Ah... Your Majesty, what crime do I have? What crime do I have..."
Zhang Chao cried and shouted, but he was pulled down and beaten with a confused look on his face.
After Zhang Chao left, Li Ercai asked Li Junxian next to him: "Lang Ji, I remember that Zhang Chao is a relative of Zhang Shigui, right?"
Li Junxian nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty, Zhang Chao is General Zhang's cousin."
Li Er nodded: "Huh, it really insults Zhang Shigui's reputation."
On the table in front of Li Er were two damaged Night Iron Needles.
Li Junxian said: "Your Majesty, I have confirmed with the craftsmen that this is the Murong family's Dark Night Iron Needle."
Snapped.
Li Er slapped his hand on the table: "Did the Murong family and the Moh family show up again? When I attacked Wang Shichong, Corporal Li Xian asked the Moh family to come out to help, but those old stubborns refused to say anything and even scolded the Tang Dynasty.
It’s not fair… hmph, these guys who deserve to be killed dare to bring the Dark Night Iron Needle to Chang’an. Do they think I’ve forgotten what happened in the past?”
Seeing Li Er's anger, Li Junxian suddenly said: "Your Majesty, calm down. The Mo family seems to have offended Du He this time. It's bad luck for them. They have provoked the big devil."
"Hahaha... Okay, that's right. Du He, I want to see how the Mo family's mechanism technique will win against Du He's invention!"
Li Er felt very happy when he thought of Du He's endless clever ideas.
…
Back at the furniture factory, Du He directly asked Zhang Du to start selecting workers to produce mahjong machines.
Then he took two intact night iron needles to the room to study.
Three days later.
A total of ten mahjong machines and 50 pairs of mahjong were transported to Chang'an City for sale.
Two days passed, but not a single one was sold. Even though Li Lizhi had asked people to promote it in advance, unfortunately, no one took any interest.
Li Li ran up to Du He angrily and asked in confusion: "Are these people all pig-brained? Why doesn't anyone buy such an advanced thing?"
Du He rubbed his temples and said: "The price of 10,000 yuan per unit is a bit high. However, even one unit has not been sold. It is still a bit exaggerated. It seems that things that are too advanced are not easily accessible to people for a while."
I still can’t accept it now. Forget it, take back the ten mahjong machines and make an empty house for the workers’ entertainment, and then give one to the Supreme Emperor and his family.”
Du He would not engage in loss-making business.
Since neither mahjong machines nor mahjong can make money, then just stop the loss in time.
Who knows, Li Lizhi shook her head: "No, I don't believe it. It will definitely be sold. You must have a way. You must think of a way. Those are ten mahjong machines. If they are sold, they will cost one hundred thousand."
If the money cannot be sold, our furniture factory will suffer a big loss."
Du He smiled helplessly: "What can I do? Can you help me become the greatest salesman in the world?"
Li Lizhi grabbed Du He's arm: "Can you help me?"
Du He shook his head.
Li Lizhi leaned into Du He's ear and said, "If you don't help me, I will tell my father that you brought my sister to your room to spend the night and do that to me every day."
Swish.
Du He jumped back in fright: "Can you please stop being so scary? I, Du He, am an honest man. What do you call that kind of thing? Isn't it just playing mahjong? Why are you talking so mysteriously?"
"Hmph, I don't care anyway, Du He, you have to help me!" Li Lizhi said angrily with her hands on her hips.
Du He thought to himself that if Li Er knew about this, he would have to skin him.
He said hurriedly: "It's a deal!"
"Okay! Hee hee!"
Li Lizhi said happily: "Tell me, what should we do?"
Du He thought for a while and suddenly said: "The first step is to build momentum."
"How to make it?"
"come over……"
When Li Lizhi came over, Du He lay in her ear and whispered.
Li Lizhi's eyes lit up and she took the initiative to kiss Du He: "That's great, I knew you had a way."
Early the next morning.
A group of people walked out of the door of the furniture factory.
The leader was none other than Du He.
Du He was riding on a tall horse, wearing a green bunt and a green cloak on his shoulders, swaying in the wind.
Behind, there was a bright yellow carriage, with Li Lizhi sitting in the center, full of confidence.
She shouted: "Du He, come up and sit down?"
Du He turned around: "Do it? Still not possible!"
Behind them, there was a team of more than ten people and seven or eight carriages, all loaded with loads of goods.
In a short time, the convoy entered the east gate of Chang'an City and arrived near the East Market.
Du He chose an intersection with a large flow of people, selected an open area, and asked the workers to start building the platform.
Three months have passed since the last time he set up a stage in Chang'an City. On that day, he set up a lottery stage for book sales at the entrance of Cuiwei Building and slapped Changsun Chong hard in the face.
Now, Du He is here to promote mahjong.
Not long after, Wu Hou, who was patrolling the city, arrived to drive the workers away.
When Du He heard this, he rushed out in a hurry: "Who is so bold and dares to stop this young master from doing business?"
The city patrol officer took a look and hurriedly ran over: "Oh, uncle of Yi County, who am I talking about? It turns out to be you. The lower official knows that he is wrong, and the lower official knows that he is wrong."
This street envoy is none other than Hong Zhong.
Du He laughed and said, "Hongjie Ambassador, I've put you in a difficult situation. I didn't bring any good gifts when I went out today. I happened to have a mahjong set for you. It would be nice to take it back and play with it."
Hong Zhong thanked him and took the mahjong, but he was muttering in his heart, Du He was so generous in the past, why did he only give him such a crappy mahjong today?
However, this was a reward from the fourth-ranked county uncle. Even if he didn't like it, he didn't dare to show it.
At dusk, the stage was set up.
From a distance, I saw a few big characters right above the stage: Chang'an First Mahjong Competition.
This strange arrangement and incomprehensible signboard immediately attracted many people to watch.
For a time, the area around the platform was packed with people.
At least there are thousands of people.
Unfortunately, no one came out for a long time. Looking at the empty stage, some people could hardly hold themselves back.
Seeing that the fire was almost done, Du He waved his hand and said to the people around him: "Cheer up my young master. In ancient times, there was a tree built at the gate of Shang Yang's city. Today, this young master holds a mahjong competition in the east market. Don't screw it up for me."
Already."
Zhang Du said curiously: "Master, this doesn't rhyme either!"
Du He kicked Zhang Du: "You are the only one who has a lot of troubles!"
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