I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Of course, they didn't dare to blatantly say what they thought in their hearts.

I dare not...

Put these two words on Changsun Wuji's head.

Although, after hearing this, they really wanted to scold this sentence.

What a bad idea.

But Changsun Wuji is a cunning old fox, he can see what these people are thinking just by looking up, he waved his hand, and said softly: "I don't want to learn from those idiots."

"That's not what they call a business."

"What kind of business does Zhengyang Gong specialize in? They put all their energy into it and spread it inside. This is called death."

Someone couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

What Changsun Wuji said was straightforward, but it was indeed very reasonable.

"Since we want to do business, we must do business well." Changsun Wuji picked up the tea bowl again and took a sip of the somewhat cold tea, "What Zhengyang children are doing, we don't have to face it directly."

"Does Da Lang have an idea?" Li Daozong asked again in due course.

Changsun Wuji nodded and smiled slightly: "Of course."

"This was inspired by Miss Wu Jue. At first, the old man was afraid of colliding with Mr. Zhengyang, but he never expected that Mr. Zhengyang didn't make any plans."

The people in the room had no expectations.

In terms of military skills and political affairs, Changsun Wuji is a good hand.

But... will this person do business?
Changsun Wuji looked at them and sighed: "The idea of ​​this old man is to make public transportation. You should also know that there are ox carts for traveling between the city and the countryside."

"This is business."

Public transit?
Several people looked at each other, they were no strangers to this word.

The train is a kind of public transportation, but it is not widely used by civilians, but occasionally some tickets are sold to the common people.

only…

Is hiring a bullock cart considered public transportation?
They actually don't know much about this, and those who are eligible to sit here are almost all the top nobles in the Tang Dynasty, and they all have their own carriages when they travel.

As far as they know, there are not many people who hire ox carts.

Changsun Wuji didn't speak, but just clapped his hands again.

The boy came in again, holding some papers in his hands, walked up to the officials, and distributed them one by one.

"This is a survey I sent someone to do." Changsun Wuji introduced with a smile, "According to the magazine, this is called market research."

They looked down.

On this paper, it is written about a market environment for Datang to hire bullock carts.

They thought no one would do such a thing.

Is it...

Wouldn't it be a better choice to buy another carriage yourself after saving the money for hiring an ox cart?
But the reality is the piece of paper that Changsun Wuji gave them. It is written clearly and plainly that there are many people who hire ox carts in Chang'an City.

There are even... there are some, but they only need to hire a bullock cart across two or three squares.

People are not ancient.

Someone sighed.

For such a short distance, you don’t want to walk by yourself, but take a bullock cart. Why... this generation of scholars can’t bear hardships?
They subconsciously ignored it. In fact, they are all similar. With such a small distance, they still need to take a carriage. The biggest difference.

Probably because they have a carriage, and these people can only ride an ox cart.

"The time is too short, I don't have much information, that's about it." Changsun Wuji smiled quite complacently, "However... these things, I guess, can prove what I said is true."

Li Daozong weighed the paper.

It was light and fluffy, but it seemed a bit heavy in his hand.

He didn't hesitate to think about Yin Xuan with the most terrifying imagination, he couldn't notice these things, but... a person who is so proficient in the way of merchants, wouldn't he be able to notice these things?
Such a big profit.

It's fine if Mr. Zhengyang is not tempted, but Wu Jue, who can negotiate business with people, and the price can be lowered by a few cents, won't be tempted at all?

He found it odd.

But... Changsun Wuji's car, even if he thinks it's going to overturn, he still has to get in it.

"What is Da Lang going to do?" Li Daozong asked after he settled his mind.

Changsun Wuji narrowed his eyes, and said softly, "I'm going to... report to the imperial court, buy carriages, and build carriages like trains."

"The horse-drawn carriage visits Fangshi at fixed times, and one person charges a certain fare according to the distance, just like a train."

"For example... who came ashore from the wharf, hired an ox cart to go to the east and west cities, and raised a horse-drawn cart over there, set off from the wharf, circled around Chang'an, passed the east and west cities, and then went back to the wharf."

Everyone in the room nodded, which sounded plausible.

Li Daozong clapped the table and said in a loud voice: "Da Lang is wise. If this is the case, I will take advantage of Da Lang and invest three hundred guan."

Changsun Wuji nodded expressionlessly.

Three hundred strings seems like a lot.

But... From Li Daozong's tone and the amount of money, he could tell that Li Daozong was not very confident in his plan.

In the room, other people invested money one after another, and some said they would go back to discuss with the elders at home.

three days later.

Counting the one hundred guan sent by Li Tai, Changsun Wuji raised a total of [-] guan. He imitated Wu Jue and drew up a share contract.

According to the amount of money invested, it will be divided equally in order. He invested [-] guan, which is naturally the one with the largest proportion, followed by Li Daozong's [-] guan.

Afterwards, it was quite smooth to speak to the court - after all, the court did not need to pay for it, and they naturally raised their hands to agree to this kind of benefit and convenience.

Horses are readily available.

It takes some work to make the carriage, after all, such a large carriage needs to be specially built by craftsmen.

The second is to plan the route, which made the officials of the Ministry of Industry break their legs, but... Chang'an is not big, and a total of three routes have been planned.

There is one route from the wharf to the east and west cities, one route to the collusion of various squares, and one route from Cuju Stadium to Huaizhen Square.

Wu Jue was well informed.

When Changsun Wuji and the others were busy and carefully arranging these things, she heard about it from You Xia'er, her face immediately changed, and she rushed to the restaurant in a hurry.

This matter is very urgent in her eyes.

Di Renjie bothered to report.

But... Yin Xuan's attitude seemed to be very light, and she just asked her to wait until the restaurant's dishes were finished, and it was more than ten minutes before Yin Xuan came out of the kitchen.

There are two dishes in his hand, both of which are Cantonese dishes, which look simple and light.

"Da Lang, have you heard about the bus business?" Wu Jue said anxiously, "You never let me do it, but now those people do it."

Yin Xuan waved his hand, pointed at the dishes, and said, "Don't worry, eat first."

Have a meal?

Wu Jue glanced at the dishes, she was in no mood to eat now, not to mention, Cantonese cuisine was her least favorite.