Wearing sunglasses, Cheng Chumo was feeling proud. When he looked up and saw Cheng Yaojin striding towards him through the brown lenses, his expression suddenly changed.
In the flash of lightning, he had no time to react and hurriedly put away his sunglasses, then turned around and ran away.
As soon as he saw the way Cheng Yaojin's eyes were shining, he knew that he probably couldn't keep these sunglasses.
Cheng Yaojin is famous for his love of strange things.
Cheng Chumo still remembered that two months ago, he spent a huge price to get a strange glazed lamp from a Persian businessman. He brought it home, and before he had played with it for half a day, Lao Cheng took it away on the pretext of borrowing it.
I didn't see the glass lamp either.
Everyone else is a cheat!
When he arrived at Cheng Chumo's place, he was tricked by his father.
And since I was a child, the number of times I have been tricked can only be recorded in countless numbers.
Cheng Chumo just turned around and ran a few steps when he bumped into something.
When he looked up, he found Lao Cheng standing in front of him with a smile.
Cheng Yaojin asked with great interest: "Little bastard, why are you running away? I can still eat you? What was that thing covering your face just now?"
Cheng Chumo's heart was filled with 15 buckets of water, and he said with some guilt: "Dad, what can I get? You're spoiled for choice."
boom.
Before he finished speaking, Cheng Chumo was kicked to the ground by Lao Cheng.
Then, before he could react, Lao Cheng knelt down and took out the sunglasses case from his arms.
After opening it, I took it out and studied it for a long time before putting it on my face.
"Oh," Lao Cheng exclaimed, "This... this thing is really magical, hahaha. I used to be moved to tears when I looked at the sky, but after putting it on, it is very clear, hahaha...
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Cheng Chu sat silently on the ground, his heart ashen as death.
With these sunglasses, I'm afraid it's like a meat bun beating a dog again and it will never come back.
Sure enough, Lao Cheng came over, patted Cheng Chumo's shoulder, and said with satisfaction: "You are a filial little brat, you know how to get this good thing to honor your father, haha!"
Cheng Chumo: "..."
Then, Lao Cheng wore sunglasses and walked away pretending to be cool.
Cheng Chumo turned his head and saw Cheng Chuliang, who was gloating about his misfortune. He suddenly became furious: "Chu Liang, it's all your fault. If you hadn't been chasing me for sunglasses, how would dad have found out that I fought with you!
"
The angry Cheng Chumo directly pushed Cheng Chuliang to the ground and beat him up.
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Du He got up early in the morning.
After having some breakfast, we hurried to the furniture factory.
In the yard of the furniture factory, 200 revolving wooden chairs are neatly placed.
At first glance, the momentum is very scary.
Zhang Du and others stood aside, looking at these revolving wooden chairs with indescribable pride on their faces.
In the past, they were just craftsmen in the Ministry of Industry, and they were slaves. They never dared to imagine that one day they could build such a unique chair.
Every revolving wooden chair has been inspected according to Du He's instructions to ensure that there are no quality problems.
Seeing Du He appear, Zhang Du and others hurriedly saluted: "I've met the second young master!"
Du He waved his hand and asked, "Are the carriages ready?"
The old man hurriedly stepped forward: "There are ten carriages in total, all ready. Each carriage can hold 10 revolving wooden chairs."
Only 10 pieces could be taken away at a time, so Du He decided to take them away in two batches.
"Where's the banner?"
"According to the second young master's instructions, everything is ready."
"Okay, load up the car and let's go!"
Du He waved his hand.
The workers who produced the revolving wooden chairs, as well as many able-bodied servants of the Duke of Lai, all stepped forward to help.
In a short time, 100 revolving wooden chairs were loaded onto the truck.
On a spacious street in front of the furniture factory, ten horse-drawn carriages were lined up neatly. It looked very spectacular, and all passers-by looked at it sideways.
Du He got on his special carriage and said, "Follow me!"
With that said, this carriage took the lead, and all ten carriages behind it followed and set off slowly.
As for where to go, even the old man was confused.
After half an hour, Lao Fu and others were all surprised.
Du He's destination turned out to be the entrance to the imperial city.
At the entrance of the imperial city, there is an open space, which is clean, spacious and flat.
There are also guards in the imperial city standing guard. Ordinary people are not allowed to come within a hundred steps, otherwise they will be shot without mercy.
Ten carriages stopped, and Du He jumped out and loudly arranged: "Unload the carriage quickly, then return to the furniture factory and transport all the remaining revolving wooden chairs."
The guards at the gate of the imperial city were stunned.
Everyone stared at Du He with wide eyes.
One of the young generals said angrily: "It's really too much of a lie. The entrance to the imperial city is a restricted area. Who is this person who dares to make a noise here and bring so many strange things to this place?"
After saying that, he came over and sent Du He and others away.
But he was stopped by the person next to him and said hurriedly: "General, don't be impulsive. Do you know who that person is?"
"Who?"
"He is Du He, the son of Duke Lai. He is one of the famous Four Pests of Chang'an. If you go up there, you are afraid of touching his brow. The black man next to him defeated more than a dozen of us by himself last time."
The general was shocked when he heard this.
He has never met Du He, but he has heard about Du He's deeds.
"It turns out to be Du He, please report it to General Li immediately!"
Not long after, I saw Li Junxian, the lieutenant general, coming in a hurry.
Seeing Du He blocking the entrance to the imperial city with a bunch of revolving wooden chairs, Li Junxian also felt a huge headache.
He stepped forward bravely and greeted Du He.
When he heard that Du He was planning to set up his own market here to sell revolving wooden chairs, Li Junxian felt like he had a headache again: "Master Du, your Majesty has ordered that this imperial city is the face of the royal family.
You are not allowed to gather here, let alone sell anything, so you should leave quickly."
Du He waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Hey, what a big deal it is. Isn't it just your Majesty's order? General Li, I won't make it difficult for you. It will take up to two hours. After two hours, I will take care of myself."
Leave, do you think this is okay?"
Li Junxian was about to refuse, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of Lu Bu looking at him with evil intentions, so he nodded dejectedly: "Okay!"
Du He stepped forward, patted Li Junxian's shoulder familiarly, took out a Chinese medicine, and lit it for Li Junxian.
Li Junxian was lucky enough to smoke one last time. Since then, he has missed the smell of cigarettes every day.
Now that I can finally smoke one, the depression in my heart suddenly disappears.
Then, Du He waved his hand: "Old Fu, pull up our banner."
The old man hurriedly went down to make arrangements. In a short time, there were ten rows of revolving wooden chairs, neatly arranged. Two workers took out banners and stretched them horizontally with bamboo poles.
The first banner read: Revolving wooden chairs for sale.
The second banner said: Purchase limit is 10 per person.
Seeing this, Du He nodded with satisfaction, then pulled up a chair and waited leisurely.
The old man asked curiously: "Master, can we really sell it like this? Is it too simple?"
Du He said with a smile: "You know what the heck, the simpler and rougher it is, the better the effect will be!"