Kidnapped by Princess Changle at the beginning

Here is the cement factory.

Near the gate of the cement factory, warehouses have already been built.

Bags of cement were packed in sacks and placed neatly.

The first to arrive were Changsun Wuji and Gao Shilian.

When the two came, they were still guessing why Cheng Yaojin didn't sell the cement in the Second East and West Markets, and insisted on coming to this remote place.

When they got there, they understood.

The cement is really dusty, not to mention the cement factory that produces the cement, but the cement packed in sacks, if you touch it, it will be covered in dust.

Less than half a stick of incense from the carriage, Changsun Wuji's white boots were covered with a layer of dust, making him frown.

Changsun Wuji said with emotion: "This sharp tool for building city walls, mansions, and roads is actually like this. It's really..."

For a while, he couldn't find any words to describe this ugly cement.

Later, Fang Xuanling, Wang Gui, Wei Zheng and others also arrived one after another.

It turned out that, as Gao Shilian expected, Cheng Yaojin sold cement with great fanfare, so he notified all the big households in Chang'an City, especially the ministers of the court and China.

It was rare for Cheng Yaojin to make such a big commotion, and everyone had to give face.

Therefore, this remote cement factory suddenly became lively.

Changsun Wuji and others walked forward together.

Everyone gathered around the warehouses and carefully looked at them.

At this moment, a loud laugh suddenly came from not far away.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Cheng Yaojin walking towards this side.

To everyone's surprise, Cheng Yaojin was masked.

Changsun Wuji said unhappily: "General Cheng, you invited me to come here, but you received me with a mask. What's the reason for that?"

Wang Gui also said, "General Cheng, what do you mean?"

"It's unreasonable to treat people with masks on!"

"General Cheng, do you look down on us?"

The ministers all have opinions.

Cheng Yaojin didn't take off the mask, but waved his hand and said to the people behind him: "Give everyone some masks, and put them on, otherwise we won't be able to drink together in the future. The dust is too big, and it's too dusty to breathe in." Too much, but you will get sick..."

Everyone's face changed.

"Well, you Cheng Yaojin! How dare you play tricks on us."

"Quick, quickly bring that mask over, the old man can't do it!"

"Quick, I can't do it either..."

The guards behind Cheng Yaojin immediately rushed to distribute masks.

Cheng Yaojin sneered.

A bunch of ghosts!

After everyone put on their masks, Cheng Yaojin stepped forward, led a few craftsmen, and said, "Before, everyone only knew the reputation of cement, but didn't know how to use it. Now, I asked these craftsmen to help Demonstrate it again..."

Several craftsmen immediately got to work in a hurry and demonstrated how to use cement for everyone in person.

When everyone saw that the concrete with cement had solidified, it was extremely solid, and they all called it miraculous.

Then, Wang Gui couldn't wait to ask: "General Cheng, well, we all know how to use this cement, let's sell it quickly, one hundred catties is always the same price, I want ten thousand catties of cement."

According to the packaging of one hundred catties per bag, ten thousand catties of cement is one hundred bags.

Wang Gui has a lot of money, so of course he dared to buy so much in one go.

The others were preempted by Wang Gui, and they also wanted to speak.

But Cheng Yaojin suddenly raised his hand and interrupted: "Wait a minute, Mr. Wang, you made a mistake. A hundred catties of cement is not a single amount of money, but a third amount of money."

what?

One hundred catties, three pennies?

The people present suddenly became overwhelmed.

Changsun Wuji made a straight face, and the boss said unhappily: "General Cheng, you are not authentic. At the beginning, Chen Chu promised me to wait, saying that after the cement was sold, it would always cost one hundred catties. Why did you come here and become One hundred catties for three strings?"

Wang Gui said: "General Cheng, how dare you lie to us? A gentleman loves money in a proper way. If you do this, don't you be afraid that people in the world will poke your back."

"General Cheng, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person..."

"Shameless!"

"It's really shameless!"

For a while, Cheng Yaojin became the target of public criticism.

Everyone present glared at him.

Cheng Yaojin was furious, and suddenly shouted: "Shut up..."

Everyone was shocked by Cheng Yaojin, so they didn't speak.

Cheng Yaojin looked at Wang Gui, Changsun Wuji and the others, and said with a sneer, "Master Wang, Mr. Changsun, as for why this cement is sold for three pieces and one hundred catties, others don't know, so don't you know?"

Wang Gui was taken aback for a moment: "This... what does this have to do with us, isn't it because you want to make money?"

"that is!"

"General Cheng, don't beat him up."

Cheng Yaojin said coldly: "Okay, then I'll tell you, if you hadn't been lying in front of His Majesty to confuse the crowd, how could the imperial court order to collect money for the iron ore slag, which is the raw material of cement, and now , iron ore slag needs money, and the price is not low, so the price of cement will naturally be high..."

That's it!

At the beginning, everyone tried their best to persuade His Majesty Li Er to take money from the iron ore slag, thinking that it was Chen Chu's money.

Who would have thought that it would be passed on to him in the end.

This……

Everyone present regretted it.

One hundred catties of cement is two more money!

Both Changsun Wuji and Wang Gui were dumbfounded.

Seeing this, Cheng Yaojin said triumphantly: "Anyway, the price is three pennies and one hundred catties. If you are willing to buy it, you can come forward. If you don't want to buy it, you can leave, or you can go to Lao Cheng's place to have a cup of tea before buying." Let's go, it's all good tea... In a word, buy it if you can afford it, and don't buy it if you can't afford it. Old Cheng, I never do things that force people..."

No one moved.

Wang Gui flicked his sleeves, trying to defuse the embarrassment: "Cheng Zhijie, are you kidding me, do you think I'm the kind of person who can't afford cement?"

"that is!"

"General Cheng, don't underestimate people!"

"I want three thousand catties!"

"I want five thousand catties!"

"I want a thousand catties..."

All of a sudden, everyone started buying cement enthusiastically.

……

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Chapter 248

The sale of cement was a great success.

The most important thing is that the price has risen, but the cost has not changed, but everyone has not said anything.In Cheng Yaojin's view, this is the real bull ratio.

Unscrupulous businessmen!

This is the most hated evaluation of businessmen since ancient times.

But now it seems that people like Changsun Wuji, who gritted their teeth and bought cement, would not resent Chen Chu, but would praise Chen Chu for his benevolence.

As for the price increase, they were shooting themselves in the foot, no wonder Chen Chu.

……

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, two months later.

Chen Chu married the eldest princess Li Lizhi.

From the day she got married, Chen Chu was considered to be the real son-in-law.

And Li Lizhi lived in the Nanshan mansion openly and aboveboard, and no longer had to hang out with Chen Chu secretly every day.

Now that they are both husband and wife, they can do whatever they want without worrying about attracting criticism.

Just when Chen Chu and Li Lizhi were living a shameless life.

This morning.

It was just dawn, and the gate of Yongning Gate had not yet been opened.

A group of people appeared in the distance.

There are only about 30 knights on horseback, all wearing armor, but they are full of momentum.

The soldiers guarding the city saw from a distance that a large banner displayed a large character: Yue.

Immediately someone shouted: "It's the king of Yue, the king of Yue has returned to Chang'an, quickly, open the city gate, quickly open the city gate..."

Quack.

The Yongning Gate opened ahead of time.

King Yue led his knights and rushed straight into Chang'an City.

The soldiers guarding the city all looked at King Yue's back excitedly.

The city guard said: "Looking at the royal family, His Highness the Crown Prince is benevolent and righteous, His Highness the King of Shu is intelligent, and only His Highness the King of Yue has both civil and military skills..."

As he spoke, his complexion changed, and he quickly covered his mouth.

Talking about the prince in private is a felony.

Fortunately no one knows.

……

Royal Palace.

Yanjia Hall.

Li Er felt refreshed after a dance.

It is said to be a dance, but it is not, because it is completely different from those dancers, and it is no longer the movements that Li Er learned from the bonfire party, but one day when Chen Chu entered the palace, he accidentally saw Li Er One person danced alone, and Li Er embarrassedly explained that he was doing it to strengthen his body, relax muscles and activate blood circulation.

After Chen Chu learned about it, he immediately taught Li Er a set of movements.

Li Er practiced it a few times, and felt that the effect was better than dancing, so he couldn't help being surprised.

Li Er asked Chen Chu what was the name of this dance, and Chen Chu hesitated for a while and told him: "This is the second generation dance, and the times are calling..."

Ever since he heard the name of Diao Zha Tian, ​​Li Er stopped hiding it and did it several times a day.

"one two three four five six seven eight!"

"Two two three four five six seven eight!"

Sometimes, even Empress Changsun would stand aside and call out passwords for him.

Today, after doing it once, Li Er was satisfied. He picked up the handkerchief on the plate that Gao Chen was holding next to him, and while wiping the sweat from his forehead, he walked towards Empress Changsun.

Empress Changsun has already prepared snacks.

The two ate snacks.