"It's quite rare. The main reason is that I don't have the raw materials for making this kind of tires. The ones on this car have almost used up my stock."

Zhao Che shook his head and said.

"What kind of raw material? My son, just say, as long as Daqin has it, I will definitely collect it for you. I just ask you to arrange such a car for me after you make this kind of tire."

Facing the temptation of the tricycle, Meng Yi quickly patted his chest to make a promise with Zhao Che.

"Actually, this kind of material is not difficult to obtain, but there is no such thing in the north. Only the land of Baiyue can produce it. I originally planned to wait for the spring plowing to end before I mentioned it to my father. .”

"The land of South Vietnam? There is such a magical thing?"

Meng Yi was a little surprised. Could this be the reason why Zhao Che valued the land of South Vietnam so much?
"The land of South Vietnam is more than just rubber, and the role of rubber is not just as simple as making tires. In short, the development of the land of South Vietnam will definitely have more advantages than disadvantages for us."

Zhao Che saw Meng Yi's thoughts and said something to him.

"I know son, I'll go back and tell sir about it."

Meng Yi nodded. To develop the land of South Vietnam, one must first dig a grand canal that runs through the north and the south. The benefits and costs involved in this process may not be easily decided by Ying Zheng.

Meng Yi can only go back and report the matter to Ying Zheng, and then discuss with many ministers in the court how to implement it.

"Wait a minute, I still have a tricycle here!"

Just as Meng Yi was about to leave, he was stopped by Zhao Che.

"Young master, didn't you say there was only one car? Could it be that this car is for me?"

Meng Yi's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked.

"I want to give it to you too, but you really don't need this car, not even my father. I built this car for Emperor Shihuang. You don't want to snatch it from him, do you?"

"I……"

Meng Yi was at a loss for words, how could he have the guts, but the problem is, the first emperor is Zhao Che's father, doesn't this already have one?Wouldn't it be a waste to have one more?

But considering that Zhao Che didn't know Ying Zheng's real identity, it seemed normal to do so.

At this time, Xiao Niu had already pushed out the car that Zhao Che had prepared for Ying Zheng.

"I……"

Meng Yi looked at the car, hesitated for a long time, but couldn't think of a suitable word to express his shock.

Because this car is much more luxurious than the one just now.

How luxurious is it?

"Uncle Meng, don't rush to sigh, there are more here!"

At this time, Zhao Che came to the front of the car.

Under Meng Yi's puzzled eyes, Zhao Che unknowingly pulled the trigger, and suddenly a very delicate sculpture of a mysterious bird rose from the front of the car.

"This... this is too... amazing!"

Meng Yi was too busy for a long time, but he couldn't think of a word that could express his mood at this moment.

Zhao Che couldn't help being a little funny when he saw this, the ancient people are so pitiful, they can't even say shit.

"This car is a gift from me to the First Emperor. It's called Tianzi Jialiu. How about it? Is it enough to show his majesty?"

"Enough is enough, absolutely enough!"

Meng Yi looked envious. Compared with this car, the one just now was more than inferior.

"That's fine, please Uncle Meng, please help me transport these two cars back to Xianyang!"

Zhao Che said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements!"

Meng Yi hurriedly greeted people, carefully took the two rickshaws with him, and prepared to return to Xianyang.

On the way, the more Meng Yi looked at the Tianzi Liuliu, the more he liked it. Just like the men of later generations cannot resist the Rolls-Royce statuette, Meng Yi also cannot resist the charm of the little black bird at all.

"Wait, compared with the emperor's driving six, the young master's first car seems a bit insignificant. With His Majesty's character, he should not settle for the second best to take such a car. Does that mean that this car? car……"

Meng Yi was thinking in his heart, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Hurry up, hurry back to Xianyang, I want to meet His Majesty!"

Meng Yi was excited. Now that he knew about this rickshaw, he was the only one beside Ying Zheng.

Coupled with the fact that he personally escorted them back this time, this is no small credit.

He must find a way to get Ying Zheng to reward him with this car after he goes back.

……

With such anticipation, the journey originally took several hours, but Meng Yi forced him to rush back to Xianyang almost half of the time.

Meng Yi's guess was also correct, he brought the manpower tricycle to Xianyang City, and immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Especially the Tianzi Jialiu, it is simply the most beautiful boy in the crowd.

Soon, the group arrived at Xianyang Palace, and Meng Yi found Ying Zheng without saying a word, and took him to watch the Emperor's Driving Six with his own eyes.

"Your Majesty, this tricycle is tailor-made for you, and my servant has already tried it. The tricycle is not bumpy at all, and it is very comfortable."

Meng Yi praised the emperor's driving six, and he almost blew it into a divine chariot that only gods can ride in the sky.

Not to mention Ying Zheng, not to mention the comfort, the luxurious appearance alone is enough to conquer him.

"Why is there another one here?"

At this time, Ying Zheng also saw the much simpler tricycle next to him.

"This one was also built by the young master, but you know, Your Majesty, that the young master doesn't know your real identity, so I built two, and this one is much simpler."

Meng Yi didn't dare to talk nonsense, but his words were full of indifference to that car, which immediately highlighted the contrast between the two cars.

"Che'er has a heart."

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