Li Mu's words made Shopkeeper Sun and others feel ashamed and angry. But what can be done? This is the fact. If it were other goods, maybe they would still have the heart to give it a try, but food. As Li Mu said, they are
It's impossible to win.
Li Mu's wine is famous all over the world. What I can't say is that it is good. There are so many wines in the world, but the wine in his winery is strong and clear. The wine made by others just can't be done, and no one can do anything about it.
Li Mu moved from Chang'an to Luoyang, and the winery did not produce wine for a long time. This directly caused the price of the limited batch of wine remaining on the market to increase sharply. Originally, a jar of ten guan was now being asked for 50 guan.
With such a price difference, how many expensive raw materials can he not afford?
It's really impossible to play.
The grain merchants were obedient and apologized profusely. Li Mu also stopped and did not humiliate him any more. Although he still wanted to play the role of 'Huaqiang' brother for a while, he was the Marquis after all, so he still had to maintain his identity.
Now that the winner has been determined, the matter must be settled. The grain merchants originally thought that they would be severely punished by Li Mu this time and were ready to cut their flesh, but they did not expect that Li Mu did not take the knife.
"As long as they are convinced. Since they are convinced, let's expose this matter." Li Mu looked at Ma Zhou and ordered: "Since they are convinced, the price of hand grains will not go up. It is still three hundred coins per dou, tell me.
For the people left behind in each village, we have to collect enough grain that we need and give them some way to live." Li Mu looked at Shopkeeper Sun and others and said, "Are you sure you don't want to rob us?"
"Don't dare." Shopkeeper Sun and others shook their heads like rattles, and further expressed their stance: "Master Hou is generous, generous and benevolent, and we are all convinced. How about this? How much food does the Marquis need?
Let me know, I will collect the grain and deliver it to Lord Marquis to the warehouse. The price will only be lower than three hundred yuan..." When shopkeeper Sun spoke, he carefully looked at Li Mu's expression and saw him frowning.
He hurriedly changed his words and said: "I gave it to Mr. Hou, it should be a little thought from me!"
All the merchants yelled, "Shopkeeper Sun, you are an immoral old boy. If you want to flatter him, you can do it yourself. Why take us with you? Do you know how much food he wants? You give it to him as soon as his upper lip touches his lower lip. It's really true."
Be generous to others and keep your back from hurting while standing and talking!
Although I was slandering in my heart, there was nothing I could do about it. They and Shopkeeper Sun were both grasshoppers on the same rope. One of them expressed his position, and the others had to keep up. There was no way to withdraw.
"Give it to me?" Li Mu said with disdain on his face: "Shopkeeper Sun, are you showing off your wealth to me? I can afford to open a winery, but can't afford food? Who can't afford it? Just three melons and two dates.
Do you want me to accept your love? Are you dreaming? Put away your fancy, don’t think so much, just do your own business honestly. As long as you don’t act crooked, nothing will happen to you.
On the head."
Li Mu looked at the crowd again and said: "You all go back your own way. My people have collected all the public grain and the grain needed by the wine shop, leaving it for you. But I have something to say before, I cannot let you pay for the grain collection."
Go ahead, but don’t think about harming the people. You must pay the price you deserve and show some conscience, otherwise don’t blame me for being unkind.”
Everyone was obedient and hurriedly responded.
Li Mu looked at these people and suddenly felt a little bored. He waved his hand as if to shoo away flies and turned back to the back house.
Ma Zhou was used to seeing Li Mu like this, so he was not surprised at all, but it frightened Shopkeeper Sun and others. He quickly surrounded Ma in the middle and asked carefully: "Chang Shi, what did I say wrong again?"
Huh? Why did the Marquis throw up his sleeves and leave?"
"You're not wrong. That's just how the Marquis is. What he means is that you've finished what you need to say and there's nothing left to say. If you need to get out, just get out."
Shopkeeper Sun was still a little unconvinced and asked, "Is this really the case? Maybe Chang Shi is sure?"
Why didn't Ma Zhou Xindao notice that he was still a talker? He said angrily: "I asked, this is how the Marquis scolded me! Let's go, let's do whatever we have to do!"
…
Back house.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. There was a table, a chair, one person, and a pot of wine. Li Mu poured himself a drink and looked at the bright moon in the distance, seemingly feeling infinite melancholy.
Zhang Tianai had just come back. He looked at Li Mu's dead state and wondered what was going on. He came close to Jin Chen who was peeping at the side and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"
"My husband said he was anxious," Jin Chen curled his lips, seeming a little aggrieved: "I asked him why he was anxious, but he couldn't explain clearly. He refused to let me stay with him, and he has been sitting there for half an hour."
"I don't know what he is thinking. I'm hungry. Is there anything delicious?"
"I've kept them all for you, come with me——"
As the two girls moved away, Li Mu glanced in the direction they were leaving, and then focused his gaze on the wine cup in his hand.
He was indeed anxious.
As Qiaoqiao's due date approaches, Li Mu feels more and more anxious. A question lingers in his mind, lingering: "We have two lives, Li Mu, are you ready to be a father?"
What kind of father should he be? He doesn't know. He has been a man for two lifetimes, and the role of a father has never appeared in his life. There was an old dean in his previous life, but the age of the old dean made him look more like a grandfather than a grandfather.
Father. In his life, the role of father has always been missing.
When he thought back to what he had done when he came into this world, it seemed that none of it had anything to do with his father. Although he was basically taking advantage, there was nothing to brag about or anything that his son could be proud of.
matter.
The respect others have for you is either due to interests or because of fear. Sincere respect for yourself means that you are just a few of your stupid brothers.
Li Mu finally understood why people in the world seek fame. Sometimes, fame does have its uses. For example, it can be used by his son to brag.
But now, my reputation doesn't seem to be that good. So, the question is, what should I do to become a person respected by everyone? How can I save my reputation, which has no reputation?
"Alas..." Li Mu sighed, unable to think of a way.
He really couldn't think of a way. He suddenly discovered that the most difficult thing in the world is to make others respect you. You can be powerful and use your power to suppress others, or you can have a lot of money and use money to hit people. But you can't force it.
For a person to respect you from the bottom of his heart is something that neither money nor power can do.
There are many people in the world who deceive others and steal their reputation, but it is undeniable that this is also a technical job, and ordinary people really have no way to do it.
"Brother, you didn't call me when you were drinking?" Li Siwen's voice came from behind. Li Mu looked back and said, "Did your sister-in-law call you here?"
"Nothing can be hidden from brother." Li Siwen did not deny it. Indeed, he should not be here at this moment. Chidao has almost reached Sanmenxia, and he should be supervising the work at the construction site at this moment.
"Since you're back, let's take a seat." Li Mu pointed to the opposite side, and Li Siwen sat down without ceremony. He didn't ask anyone to get his bowls and chopsticks, and rolled up his arms and sleeves and went straight to it: "Brother, you
There is really a way to cure the smell of fishy pork. This pork elbow tastes better than lamb elbow."
"It's a small skill, nothing worth mentioning -" Li Mu sighed: "Does this make people respect us?"
"Respect?" Li Siwen was stunned, looked at Li Mu, and said, "Brother, what is respect? Why do we have to be respected?"
"It's just..." Li Mu wanted to explain, but when he said it, he felt that he was playing the piano to a cow. This kid probably has never thought about this problem in his life. After all, he is his brother. Li Mu still gave an easy-to-understand example.
: "It's like when you meet General Li Jing, don't you respect him?"
"Of course, General Li Jing is so powerful." Li Siwen said excitedly: "It is said that he has never been defeated in a battle!"
"Yes, your brother and I have never lost a battle. Why is no one respecting you?"
"Uh..." Li Siwen didn't know how to answer, but he thought to himself, brother, there seems to be no comparison, right?
"Another example is those Confucian scholars who respect Kong Yingda very much. Your eldest brother, I am unparalleled in poetry and prose. Why do they not respect me at all, but instead write an article to insult me in private? When they insult me, they dare not write my real name and use the word 'thief'."
,'someone' instead, thinking I don't know!"
Li Mu was so angry that he drank a glass of wine to calm down his anger.
"Well -" Li Mu said this, and Li Siwen also thought about it seriously. Yes, it's the same battle, and the eldest brother didn't lose. Why is no one respected? It's also a matter of learning, and the eldest brother is the number one in both rankings. Why?
Those scholars still scolded him?
"Huh?" Li Siwen suddenly opened his eyes wide and said, "Brother, I thought of it!"
"What?"
"See if my analysis is correct." Li Siwen analyzed carefully: "Whether it is General Li Jing or Kong Jijiu, the people who respect them are all descended from generation to generation."
"Generation from generation to generation?" Li Mu didn't understand, and said, "Let's be clear, what does generation from generation to generation mean?"
"Take General Li Jing as an example. My father admires General Li Jing very much. He often says that he is not as good as General Li Jing and that he uses troops like a god. I have heard him say this since I was a child, and under the influence of my ears and eyes, I will feel that Li Jing is a great leader.
The general is very powerful. When I grew up and saw the abilities of General Li Jing, I suddenly realized that what my father said was true. General Li Jing is very powerful."
"Hmm..." Li Mu thought for a while and said, "It makes sense."
Seeing that he agreed, Li Siwen analyzed even harder: "Let's talk about Confucius Bar. He is a descendant of Kong Sheng. This alone is enough to be respected by scholars, right? And his knowledge, uh, is definitely not as good as that of his elder brother.
, but it is remarkable, most of the scholars are not as good as him and are younger than him. Perhaps their teachers’ teachers are all disciples of Kong Jijiu, so of course they must respect him."
"On the other hand, eldest brother, you are about the same age as them, and even younger than them. They have studied for a lifetime, and it is not as good as eldest brother who has studied for a day. You are so ashamed and angry that you are dying of shame and anger. How can you respect you?"
"It makes sense!" Li Siwen's analysis really impressed Li Mu. The silly brother could really see something after a while. Li Mu poured a glass of wine and served it, and asked: "Then what do you think I should do?
What can I do to be like them?"
"Let me moisten my throat first," Li Siwen happily drank the wine Li Mu poured and continued to analyze: "General Li Jing is not very easy to learn. He fought through battle after battle, and there are not so many nowadays.
There will be a war, and even if there is one, it probably won't be our brother's turn. It's not reliable to imitate him. But it doesn't matter, eldest brother can imitate Kong Jijiu."
"Learn from him?" Li Muben said, "No, I can't learn from that corrupt scholar."
"Instead of asking the eldest brother to imitate his rottenness, he should accept apprentices like him." Li Siwen came up with an idea: "The eldest brother can accept a few powerful apprentices, and then let the apprentices accept apprentices again, and the apprentices accept apprentices again, and continue to accept them for several generations.
You have become the master and the ancestor. Who dares to disrespect the master? You are not afraid of death from heaven and earth!"
"This," Li Mu was a little excited. He had already accepted a few apprentices, but he didn't take them seriously or take them seriously. After Li Siwen said this, it seemed that this apprentice had some value.
"But, what do I teach them? What do they learn from me?"
"Brother has so many abilities, are you afraid that you don't have anything to teach him?" Li Siwen thought Li Mu was joking, and counted them to him on his fingers: "Brother, you know how to be a carpenter, a bricklayer, a blacksmith, a stonemason, and you know how to do mechanics and business.
You can make armor and make wine, you can write poems and compositions, and you are still ranked number one in the rankings. There are so many things you can teach, so how can you say you have nothing to teach? Unless you don’t want to teach others your skills."
"That's not true..." Li Mu thought to himself, good brother, you don't know the difficulties of your elder brother. What kind of carpentry, blacksmith, etc., am I the one who knows it? Is the system good? How can I teach this thing? The system doesn't know how to teach it.
You can't copy it. You can copy it, but I can't copy it either. I taught the disciples to starve the master to death. How can I survive in a system with one person at a time? As for those poems, I also memorize them all. If I use one less poem, others will have to do it.
Ask me how to compose poetry and how to rhyme. How can I rhyme it?
"It's okay without it!" Li Siwen slapped his head, remembered something, and shouted: "Brother, I remember you mentioned that your sect is called the Xiaoyao sect? Tomorrow we will recruit more disciples and create a new sect.
How is the academy?"
"Okay, don't come up with random ideas. I'll think about it again. I have to think about it carefully." Although Li Siwen's idea is good, it requires careful consideration when implementing it. The most important thing is that Li Mu has to solve the problem of teaching
What's the question? If something produced by the system cannot teach others, he can only think of other ways to teach. What can be taught to future generations? You can't really turn into a teacher and give them compulsory education, right?
If that were the case, wouldn't it be a step too far?
You still have to think about it again.
Li Mu picked up the jug and wanted to pour a glass of wine, but found that there was no wine in the jug. He looked at Li Siwen again, his face was red and already drunk. He sighed helplessly and asked someone to pick him up and take him back to his home.
Went to the room to rest.
After covering Li Siwen with a quilt and asking someone to take care of him, Li Mu returned to the backyard. Zhang Tianai had already finished eating and washed up. She raised her eyebrows at him, and Li Mu followed him honestly.
Forget that today is the third day of the Lunar New Year, it's her turn to serve her.