Chapter 451 Business Opportunities Are Everywhere
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Gong Zi Xu
Chapter 451 Business Opportunities Are Everywhere
Although Yang has served in the palace to serve His Majesty Li Er for many years, but due to her status as a sister-in-law, she has never been given a title.
Although Yang's youth has passed away, her beauty has not diminished. Her beautiful face has not faded a little, and it has added a touch of slightly ripe charm.
Hearing this, Mr. Yang pursed his lips and said with a light smile: "Why do you need to be polite? No one knows that this famous Longjing tea comes from Ling Lang. The house is close to the water tower, so naturally he knows the way better than others."
The villain again...
Fang Xuanling became more and more depressed, thinking that he was a dignified minister, Zuo Pushe, Liang Guogong, and the power of the court, but when he was mentioned, he was always "Fang Er's father", not when it was time for Fang Jun to say "This is the "Master Fang Xiangzi", this change in the attitude of others really made Fang Xuanling difficult to accept for a while.
Not only rejoicing at his son's achievements, but also being disappointed by his son's rise, making others ignore him, that kind of taste really makes a father bitter and indistinguishable...
Fang Xuanling had no choice but to smile bitterly: "Madam is wrong, I wonder who in Chang'an City dares to be influenced by Madam when it comes to the art of cooking tea? When the old minister was at home, he really couldn't bear the effort of washing and brewing in the warm water. More than just grab a handful of tea leaves and threw them into the tea bowl with hot water to quench their thirst."
Hearing what he was saying was interesting, Mr. Yang smiled and said, "Don't Linglang sigh at your waste of money and ruining his good tea?"
"Madam, I'm afraid that I'm wrong about that idiot. How can that kid have such a delicate mind? It is always said that the way to drink tea lies in the state of mind, not in the tea leaves, and not in the spring water. It will also be like a sweet rain, on the contrary, it is a nectar and jade liquid, and it is also bitter in the heart, not knowing the taste at all."
His Majesty Li Er sighed and sighed: "I really didn't expect that the stick is actually a real elegant person. This insight alone is not something that ordinary people can understand and say. It's delicious, full of melancholy, and the delicacy of mountains and seas can't be swallowed."
Yang shi poured tea for Fang Xuanling himself, and said sweetly, "It's really enviable that Fang Xiang has a son like this.
Fang Xuanling respectfully borrowed the tea, so she was not polite and sat down beside His Majesty Li Er, but couldn't help shaking her head and smiling bitterly.
enviable?
I don't think so...
At least the ability of the jerk to do nothing is enough to cause a headache.
*****
In Lishan Farm, Fang Erlang began to do his work again.
There is a pair of scissors on the cutting board of the blacksmith shop...
In ancient times, scissors were called 'dragon knives', also called scissors, hinges or reamers.History is very long.
However, the scissors before the Han Dynasty were different in shape from the scissors of later generations.There is no shaft, and there is no fulcrum. The two ends of an iron bar are hammered into a knife shape and sharpened.Then bend the iron bar so that the two ends of the blade face each other.In this way, when the scissors are not in use, they open naturally; when in use, press the blade to cut off items.
In the Han Dynasty, the shape of the scissors changed, and it gradually approached the appearance of modern scissors, but there were still differences in general. Sharp, for those weak and slender ladies in the boudoir, it is very difficult to cut some heavy fabrics.
"Erlang, do you want us to make scissors? How much is this gadget worth? The quality of the iron materials produced by our iron factory is getting better and better. I'm afraid that selling scissors will be a loss!" Wang Xiaoer frowned. The old face of bitterness and hatred kept shaking his head.
Although I have no doubts about my Erlang's ability to turn stone into gold, such a small thing that every family looks at has no future...
"Wang Erbo, you don't understand this!" Fang Jun felt that it was necessary to popularize modern economic concepts for his illiterate group. "Don't underestimate these little things, it is precisely because they are inconspicuous, but they are needed by every family. Think about it, which family does not have a pair of scissors? At least there must be a pair of scissors; More than a dozen or even a dozen! Think about it again, not to mention other places, just how many families are in this Chang'an city? If every family bought a pair of our scissors, how many would they have to sell?"
Wang Xiaoer scratched his head and kicked the eldest apprentice beside him: "What about Erlang's question, how many families do you think there are in Chang'an City?"
The eldest apprentice babbled for a long time, his face flushed, and he backed away a while later, asking his junior and junior: "You are smarter than me, how many families do you think Chang'an has?"
The little apprentice also held back for a long time, "I'm afraid there must be thousands of households?"
Fang Jun is speechless...
"A is just making an analogy. Who asked you for the exact number? A and you, don't underestimate these little things with needles and threads. It's not fake, but it has a large sales volume and high profits. It's no better than those knives and guns. Swords and halberds earn less money!"
Xi Junmai, who had been squatting behind Fang Jun, interjected: "Is this what you often say about small profits but quick turnover, Lord Hou?"
Fang Jun extended his thumb and gave Xi Jun a thumbs up...
He deserves to be a famous general in the future of the Tang Dynasty. His knowledge and understanding are much stronger than those of the illiterate. That’s why we say that education is the foundation…
Wang Xiaoer, the blacksmith leader, understood a little, but still had some doubts: "But the scissors are not difficult to make. There are so many scissors selling all over the world. Why do they all buy our scissors?"
Fang Jun slapped his thigh: "Finally, I asked the serious place! Why did you buy our scissors? There is only one reason, our scissors are so good!"
"What's so good about this?" Wang Xiaoer asked a little apprehensively.
It seems that every time he talks with Erlang, he feels that he can't keep up with the rhythm, which makes him feel inferior...
Fang Jun picked up the scissors and drew a pattern on the ground with the tip of the scissors.
"You didn't see, this is my redesigned scissors. Compared with the old scissors, it is more labor-saving to cut things! And you also said that the quality of our iron materials is the best in Guanzhong, so we will use the best The best scissors are made of iron materials, and naturally they can be sold for the highest price!”
Fang Jun was in high spirits, and was a little excited that he had come up with another way to make money...
However, Wang Xiaoer seemed to pour cold water on Fang Jun today.
The old man frowned and said, "But if the price goes up, won't the sales go down? After all, most people are only small households. If these scissors are expensive, no matter how good they are, there won't be many people buying them... …”
"Humph, who told you that our scissors are going to win by quantity? Let me tell you, the scissors produced by our workshop, then not everyone can afford! Our main customers are those rich and powerful people. The lady in the middle, the workmanship must be exquisite and exquisite, the iron material must be high-quality and high-quality, the cutting edge must be sharp and sharp, and the price must be raised and then raised, there are always three words: high-end, atmospheric, high-grade!”
Fang Jun is proud, this is the high-end marketing of later generations.There is also such a concept in this era, but probably no one will use such a sophisticated trick on an inconspicuous pair of scissors...
The eldest apprentice beside Wang Xiaoer pointed his fingers, and after a long time, he said, "Erlang, you didn't say three words, high-end, high-end, high-end, it's six words..."
Xi Jun laughed when he bought it.
Fang Jun looked at Wang Xiaoer speechlessly, with a look of admiration: "Er Uncle Wang, I have no choice but to show my respect to you, you can still live so old after accepting such an apprentice, and you didn't die of anger early, you are doing well. of!"
"Hehehe" Wang Xiaoer didn't think it was a pestle, raised his hand and touched the head of the eldest apprentice, a man in his thirties, like a child being touched by his master, showing a silly smile.
"Our apprentice is a little less minded, but that's why, honestly! In these years, it's harder to find a sincere person than a thousand-mile horse! Although this boy is a bit stupid, he can be single-minded. In this entire blacksmith shop, except for the old man, I have the best craftsmanship!"
Fang Jun froze for a moment, he didn't expect that every old illiterate more than 1000 years ago gave the same vivid ideological education class.
It makes sense!
Or it is this kind of stupid people who don't have so many flowers and intestines, can be pure in being a person, and can be kind to others!
Fang Jun patted the eldest apprentice on the shoulder, and said with approval: "Good job, your master's old bones have not lived for a few days, and one day he will die, you will be the master of the blacksmith shop!"
The eldest apprentice scratched his head and smiled naively.
Wang Xiaoer rolled his eyes in anger, and kicked the eldest apprentice: "You cowardly child, are you looking forward to my early death? You unscrupulous bastard..."
The big apprentice was startled, and hurriedly said sincerely: "How can this be, master, the apprentice hopes that you can live for 1000 years..."
"puff"
"puff"
Fang Jun and Xi Jun burst out laughing on the spot, the millennium king 8 years tortoise, this is the words handed down by the ancestors.
Wang Xiaoer also laughed angrily and kicked again...
(End of this chapter)
Although Yang has served in the palace to serve His Majesty Li Er for many years, but due to her status as a sister-in-law, she has never been given a title.
Although Yang's youth has passed away, her beauty has not diminished. Her beautiful face has not faded a little, and it has added a touch of slightly ripe charm.
Hearing this, Mr. Yang pursed his lips and said with a light smile: "Why do you need to be polite? No one knows that this famous Longjing tea comes from Ling Lang. The house is close to the water tower, so naturally he knows the way better than others."
The villain again...
Fang Xuanling became more and more depressed, thinking that he was a dignified minister, Zuo Pushe, Liang Guogong, and the power of the court, but when he was mentioned, he was always "Fang Er's father", not when it was time for Fang Jun to say "This is the "Master Fang Xiangzi", this change in the attitude of others really made Fang Xuanling difficult to accept for a while.
Not only rejoicing at his son's achievements, but also being disappointed by his son's rise, making others ignore him, that kind of taste really makes a father bitter and indistinguishable...
Fang Xuanling had no choice but to smile bitterly: "Madam is wrong, I wonder who in Chang'an City dares to be influenced by Madam when it comes to the art of cooking tea? When the old minister was at home, he really couldn't bear the effort of washing and brewing in the warm water. More than just grab a handful of tea leaves and threw them into the tea bowl with hot water to quench their thirst."
Hearing what he was saying was interesting, Mr. Yang smiled and said, "Don't Linglang sigh at your waste of money and ruining his good tea?"
"Madam, I'm afraid that I'm wrong about that idiot. How can that kid have such a delicate mind? It is always said that the way to drink tea lies in the state of mind, not in the tea leaves, and not in the spring water. It will also be like a sweet rain, on the contrary, it is a nectar and jade liquid, and it is also bitter in the heart, not knowing the taste at all."
His Majesty Li Er sighed and sighed: "I really didn't expect that the stick is actually a real elegant person. This insight alone is not something that ordinary people can understand and say. It's delicious, full of melancholy, and the delicacy of mountains and seas can't be swallowed."
Yang shi poured tea for Fang Xuanling himself, and said sweetly, "It's really enviable that Fang Xiang has a son like this.
Fang Xuanling respectfully borrowed the tea, so she was not polite and sat down beside His Majesty Li Er, but couldn't help shaking her head and smiling bitterly.
enviable?
I don't think so...
At least the ability of the jerk to do nothing is enough to cause a headache.
*****
In Lishan Farm, Fang Erlang began to do his work again.
There is a pair of scissors on the cutting board of the blacksmith shop...
In ancient times, scissors were called 'dragon knives', also called scissors, hinges or reamers.History is very long.
However, the scissors before the Han Dynasty were different in shape from the scissors of later generations.There is no shaft, and there is no fulcrum. The two ends of an iron bar are hammered into a knife shape and sharpened.Then bend the iron bar so that the two ends of the blade face each other.In this way, when the scissors are not in use, they open naturally; when in use, press the blade to cut off items.
In the Han Dynasty, the shape of the scissors changed, and it gradually approached the appearance of modern scissors, but there were still differences in general. Sharp, for those weak and slender ladies in the boudoir, it is very difficult to cut some heavy fabrics.
"Erlang, do you want us to make scissors? How much is this gadget worth? The quality of the iron materials produced by our iron factory is getting better and better. I'm afraid that selling scissors will be a loss!" Wang Xiaoer frowned. The old face of bitterness and hatred kept shaking his head.
Although I have no doubts about my Erlang's ability to turn stone into gold, such a small thing that every family looks at has no future...
"Wang Erbo, you don't understand this!" Fang Jun felt that it was necessary to popularize modern economic concepts for his illiterate group. "Don't underestimate these little things, it is precisely because they are inconspicuous, but they are needed by every family. Think about it, which family does not have a pair of scissors? At least there must be a pair of scissors; More than a dozen or even a dozen! Think about it again, not to mention other places, just how many families are in this Chang'an city? If every family bought a pair of our scissors, how many would they have to sell?"
Wang Xiaoer scratched his head and kicked the eldest apprentice beside him: "What about Erlang's question, how many families do you think there are in Chang'an City?"
The eldest apprentice babbled for a long time, his face flushed, and he backed away a while later, asking his junior and junior: "You are smarter than me, how many families do you think Chang'an has?"
The little apprentice also held back for a long time, "I'm afraid there must be thousands of households?"
Fang Jun is speechless...
"A is just making an analogy. Who asked you for the exact number? A and you, don't underestimate these little things with needles and threads. It's not fake, but it has a large sales volume and high profits. It's no better than those knives and guns. Swords and halberds earn less money!"
Xi Junmai, who had been squatting behind Fang Jun, interjected: "Is this what you often say about small profits but quick turnover, Lord Hou?"
Fang Jun extended his thumb and gave Xi Jun a thumbs up...
He deserves to be a famous general in the future of the Tang Dynasty. His knowledge and understanding are much stronger than those of the illiterate. That’s why we say that education is the foundation…
Wang Xiaoer, the blacksmith leader, understood a little, but still had some doubts: "But the scissors are not difficult to make. There are so many scissors selling all over the world. Why do they all buy our scissors?"
Fang Jun slapped his thigh: "Finally, I asked the serious place! Why did you buy our scissors? There is only one reason, our scissors are so good!"
"What's so good about this?" Wang Xiaoer asked a little apprehensively.
It seems that every time he talks with Erlang, he feels that he can't keep up with the rhythm, which makes him feel inferior...
Fang Jun picked up the scissors and drew a pattern on the ground with the tip of the scissors.
"You didn't see, this is my redesigned scissors. Compared with the old scissors, it is more labor-saving to cut things! And you also said that the quality of our iron materials is the best in Guanzhong, so we will use the best The best scissors are made of iron materials, and naturally they can be sold for the highest price!”
Fang Jun was in high spirits, and was a little excited that he had come up with another way to make money...
However, Wang Xiaoer seemed to pour cold water on Fang Jun today.
The old man frowned and said, "But if the price goes up, won't the sales go down? After all, most people are only small households. If these scissors are expensive, no matter how good they are, there won't be many people buying them... …”
"Humph, who told you that our scissors are going to win by quantity? Let me tell you, the scissors produced by our workshop, then not everyone can afford! Our main customers are those rich and powerful people. The lady in the middle, the workmanship must be exquisite and exquisite, the iron material must be high-quality and high-quality, the cutting edge must be sharp and sharp, and the price must be raised and then raised, there are always three words: high-end, atmospheric, high-grade!”
Fang Jun is proud, this is the high-end marketing of later generations.There is also such a concept in this era, but probably no one will use such a sophisticated trick on an inconspicuous pair of scissors...
The eldest apprentice beside Wang Xiaoer pointed his fingers, and after a long time, he said, "Erlang, you didn't say three words, high-end, high-end, high-end, it's six words..."
Xi Jun laughed when he bought it.
Fang Jun looked at Wang Xiaoer speechlessly, with a look of admiration: "Er Uncle Wang, I have no choice but to show my respect to you, you can still live so old after accepting such an apprentice, and you didn't die of anger early, you are doing well. of!"
"Hehehe" Wang Xiaoer didn't think it was a pestle, raised his hand and touched the head of the eldest apprentice, a man in his thirties, like a child being touched by his master, showing a silly smile.
"Our apprentice is a little less minded, but that's why, honestly! In these years, it's harder to find a sincere person than a thousand-mile horse! Although this boy is a bit stupid, he can be single-minded. In this entire blacksmith shop, except for the old man, I have the best craftsmanship!"
Fang Jun froze for a moment, he didn't expect that every old illiterate more than 1000 years ago gave the same vivid ideological education class.
It makes sense!
Or it is this kind of stupid people who don't have so many flowers and intestines, can be pure in being a person, and can be kind to others!
Fang Jun patted the eldest apprentice on the shoulder, and said with approval: "Good job, your master's old bones have not lived for a few days, and one day he will die, you will be the master of the blacksmith shop!"
The eldest apprentice scratched his head and smiled naively.
Wang Xiaoer rolled his eyes in anger, and kicked the eldest apprentice: "You cowardly child, are you looking forward to my early death? You unscrupulous bastard..."
The big apprentice was startled, and hurriedly said sincerely: "How can this be, master, the apprentice hopes that you can live for 1000 years..."
"puff"
"puff"
Fang Jun and Xi Jun burst out laughing on the spot, the millennium king 8 years tortoise, this is the words handed down by the ancestors.
Wang Xiaoer also laughed angrily and kicked again...
(End of this chapter)
