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

idea?

They were stunned for a while, and after thinking for a while, they realized what Changsun Wuji was referring to.

It's a business matter.

Of course, it is impossible for a bus business to be able to compete with Zhengyang, and expect two or three times a month?Then we have to wait ten or ten years later.

The bus business was just a reassurance that Changsun Wuji gave this group of people.

Tell them that this idea of ​​theirs is correct, feasible, and promising.

Facts do this too.

In their turbulent hearts, a needle of Dinghaishen was inserted.

Li Daozong pondered for a while, then said softly: "I'm ashamed to say that, after all, I don't know much about merchants, and I haven't been able to come up with a specific solution during this period of time."

Changsun Wuji grinned silently.

I don't know much about what it means, so I can't figure it out.Even if Li Daozong was worse than himself, he was only second-rate in the court, but after all, he couldn't be an idiot to sit in this position.

As long as you are willing to think, you must be able to come up with it.

Using such an argument now just proves that they didn't think about it during this period of time.

Also...

Forget about other things, fighting against Lord Zhengyang along the way of merchants is a forbidden area in the hearts of almost all Tang people - even if a mortal holds a gun and points it at a god, his courage can be praised, but the result is doomed.

Not only did Changsun Wuji not lose much money, but he also made money, which is surprising.

Seeing such a look.

Li Daozong's heart skipped a beat. This kind of smile represented that Changsun Wuji was very dissatisfied with his answer and his attitude.

He took a deep breath, his mind was running fast, and he quickly added a few words: "But... Yu also has an immature idea."

"It's just that I don't know if it can be done, and I still need Dalang's guidance."

Changsun Wuji waved his hand and nodded, "Speak."

"This..." Li Daozong hesitated and evaded the time, and after finishing his wording, he said: "The basic necessities of life are the great affairs of the people."

"What Dalang does, it does."

"My idea is to start with food."

Food?
The people around looked at Li Daozong in amazement, and began to slander, maybe they thought too hastily, why did they say such nonsense.

That is the headquarters of Duke Zhengyang.

Not to mention looking for someone who can cook as well as Mr. Zhengyang, but even looking for someone who can cook at four or five points of Mr. Zhengyang's level, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find.

Changsun Wuji also looked at Li Daozong in surprise, but he did not veto this statement, but listened patiently.

Li Daozong explained: "This food does not start from the food, but from the tableware."

"Pots, pans, chopsticks, plates and spoons, these things are always essential in every household."

"I thought that if I sold these things, there would be some money to be made."

As he continued to say this, his confidence became less and less. To be honest... he himself didn't quite believe these words, and the common people were different from noble people like them, so they didn't care much about the dishes.

The left and right are just pottery, so they are only worth a few dollars.

But Changsun Wuji's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands, and shouted: "Good idea, as expected of you."

Li Daozong froze for a moment, then squeezed his hand blankly.

Where is the idea?
"Do you know which line of Lord Zhengyang's business is the most profitable in this world?" Changsun Wuji asked a question.

Several people looked at each other.

They took it for granted that it was Tongfu Restaurant, but... Now that this question is asked, the answer is obviously not that simple.

"It's Qianzhuang." Without waiting for anyone to answer, Changsun Wuji answered the question, but at the same time, he asked a new question: "But you know why Qianzhuang is the most profitable ?”

This time, the group of people shook their heads suddenly.

Where did they go? During this period of time, they read the magazine with all their heart and energy, but there was no mention of Qianzhuang in the magazine.

If they knew, they would go to the bank themselves.

Changsun Wuji nodded off the table, looked at the group of bewildered people, and shook his head: "Or, let me change this question, you know...why Zhengyang is as rich as the country, but why the money it earns is not as good as the treasury ?”

They muttered something.

This is even more unknown.

"All these problems are due to people." Changsun Wuji didn't hold back any more, and answered decisively, "The reason why the bank makes money is because almost everyone in Chang'an City has deposited their money in the bank."

"And the reason why the national treasury's income can surpass Zhengyang Gong is because of people. This tax...is collected from everyone."

Speaking of which.

Many people raised their eyebrows and showed thoughtful expressions.

Changsun Wuji continued: "Although a penny is small, if everyone in the Tang Dynasty can give me a penny, it will be more than 4000 million pennies."

The imperial court made basic statistics last year, and there are more than 800 million households in the whole country, with a population of more than 4000 million. Of course, this includes the land and people of Turkic and Goguryeo.

More than 4000 million texts, that is, [-] guan.

Many people were surprised when they counted it - this is already more than or almost the same as the entire net worth of those small and medium-sized families among them.

At the same time, they also realized why Changsun Wuji called Li Daozong's idea a good one.

This…

Pots, pans, and pans are essential in every household. Although it is difficult to earn a penny for everyone, even half or even one-tenth is a sum that should not be underestimated.

Their eyes became hot, especially those small families, they wanted more money in their hands the most.

Changsun Wuji glanced at Li Daozong and smiled slightly: "How much money do you plan to spend on this business?"

Li Daozong's eyes were hot, and he pondered for a while: "I would like to give out five hundred, no, seven hundred to do this business."

Changsun Wuji nodded, and said softly: "Then I will also pay seven hundred guan, half of you and me."

Li Daozong paused, a little surprised, this business is not like the bus, but he and Changsun Wuji eat meat alone?

But this is a good thing, he agreed with all his heart.

The others also heard what Changsun Wuji meant, and frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied.

Changsun Wuji spoke first, and said softly: "Chengfan has already made up his mind, how about you? Do you have any ideas?"

Everyone else in the room had a meal.

They all looked at each other, and they further understood what Changsun Wuji meant.

The previous bus was regarded as a support.

Next... How much money you can make and what kind of business you can do depends on your respective abilities.

There was a spark in everyone's eyes.

They were the first to open their mouths. Two of the four basic necessities, food, housing, and transportation, had already been taken. The remaining two were the easiest to think of, and they most wanted to fight for them.