Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 177 Wu Cheng returns and starts to make trouble

It rained all night.

In the courtyard, the willow tree with crooked neck is disheveled in the wind and rain, just like Mei Chaofeng whose husband died.

On the wall above the door, the chirping birds are speaking incomprehensible words, but one can know that they are having sex with each other.

Although it was already noon, the sky was blue and waiting for the misty rain, as if it was dusk.

Zhao Kun sat on the threshold, staring at his cheeks with dark circles under his eyes, while Jiang Chao was eating sweet potato chips and dried sweet potatoes.

Because the sweet potatoes in the field have already been harvested, there are more tricks in the way of eating.

However, Zhao Kun was obviously not in the mood to discuss with Jiang Chao the various ways to eat sweet potatoes.

Just as Ying Zheng expected, Zhao Kun has been terrified every day since returning from the event, thinking that the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain, but he is afraid that he will never return.

After all, it is better to die than live.

Wang Ben never gave him an accurate answer, but said that Emperor Shihuang was very angry and the consequences would be serious, so he had to be mentally prepared.

The key is that they are all ready, and they haven't seen the next move!

This is very grueling.

"Jiang Wa'er, what do you think they think?"

In sight, the two birds were pecking at each other, feeling a little shameless, Zhao Kun pursed his mouth: "I made a big mistake, but I didn't get the punishment I deserved, it seems a little unreasonable..."

At this point, he looked at Jiang Chao with a serious face: "I think there must be a conspiracy in this matter!"

Jiang Chao clicked his mouth, thought for a while, then nodded, and clicked his mouth again.

Obviously, he has heard these words too much, and he doesn't know how to answer them.

"However, Daqin Construction Group has been established, and your plan is half successful." Jiang Chao stuffed potato chips and dried potatoes into his mouth at the same time, pouting: "Now we are waiting for your next plan. "

"The next plan?" Zhao Kun stroked a few fluffy beards, and pondered: "The next plan has to wait for Old Wu to bring back the things."

Jiang Chao nodded: "Then just wait."

"How's your training going?"

As Zhao Kun said, he reached out and grabbed a dried sweet potato and threw it into his mouth. Then he said to Jiang Chao: "I'm already looking for someone to build new equipment. The limited number is 100 pieces. There are not many."

"100 pieces are enough, anyway, there will be no more than a hundred people in the end."

"So many eliminated?"

Zhao Kun was a little surprised.

Jiang Chao shrugged, suddenly remembered something, and said to Zhao Kun, "There is one more thing."

"what's up?"

"There are already new clues from Meng Yi, and there are people in the team who are not weak, investigating our tracks."

"It's pretty fast!" Zhao Kun smiled, as if he was not surprised by the news, so he said to Jiang Chao: "If they want to investigate, they can just investigate, everything will go according to the original plan!"

Jiang Chao nodded.

Just as he was talking, a servant announced from outside the courtyard that Aminu had arrived.

Zhao Kun sighed, immediately put himself together, and said to Jiang Chao, "Do you want to go together?"

Jiang Chao stood up and looked at the sky, shook his head and said, "The rain has stopped, and the construction of the cement plant still needs people to watch."

"Okay, then you go."

…………

Side hall.

Aminu, who still had a bruised nose and swollen face, was sitting cross-legged on the table, tasting the latest dried sweet potatoes from the servants of the royal family.

Zhao Kun walked in, his eyes lit up, and then he held up dried sweet potatoes and said approvingly: "The food of your Qin country is really delicious. If this food is brought to our Dawan, the king will have to buy it!"

"This thing is called dried sweet potato. Not to mention your king, even our first emperor has never eaten it."

"what?"

Aminu was surprised: "Haven't even His Majesty the First Emperor eat it? Could it be the national treasure among the national treasures?"

Hearing this, Zhao Kun waved his hands dumbfounded: "Okay, let's get down to business!"

"You came to see me today, you should have made a decision, right?"

"There is."

Aminu nodded and answered, then picked up the unfinished dried sweet potato without any image, put it in his mouth, chewed and said: "My uncle Akulu said that there are many Huns on the way to the Western Regions, it is very Dangerous, although the porcelain is exquisite, it has never been sold in the Western Regions, so I don’t know if it will make a profit or a loss.”

"so what?"

"So it's hard to do business!"

"........."

Hearing this, Zhao Kun was speechless.

I said in my heart that if you want to be ripped off, you have to find a better excuse, just this way, and you want to lower the price?

Say there are many Huns on the road, as if other Huns only target you!

And what's even more outrageous is that there is no market for porcelain in the Western Regions?You don't even look at yourself licking your plate.

Thinking of this, Zhao Kun didn't say anything, just smiled politely, then found a seat, sat down and drank tea.

Seemingly feeling a little awkward in the atmosphere, Aminu rolled his eyes and said, "My Uncle Akulu also said that your country of Qin seems to be going to war, and business will be even more difficult in the future..."

"So, the business of exchanging national treasures for national treasures can't be done?"

"This is difficult!"

Aminu said with a troubled look on his face: "Exchanging national treasures for national treasures is a huge risk. If it's not worth it, I'm afraid I have to give up."

"Since that's the case, then I won't force you."

Zhao Kun stared at Aminu with an expression of "I understand you", and said seriously: "You are my friend, and I should consider your safety, so the business of porcelain is handed over to a businessman who is not my son's friend." Bar!"

"Young master can't do this."

When Aminu heard this, he became anxious immediately, and hurriedly said: "Aminu is a friend of the young master, how can anyone not do business with a friend?"

Looking at Aminu's appearance, Zhao Kun secretly sighed, his negotiating skills were far behind Wang Li's, and he became anxious after only a few words, so innocent.

Shaking his head, Zhao Kun said to Aminu: "I also want to do business with my friend, but I also have to be considerate of my friend's safety, so if you think about it carefully, can you do this business that risks your life? "

"If we can do it, let's talk about it. If we can't do it, let's not talk about it. What do you think?"

"This……"

Aminu stopped chewing dried sweet potatoes, tilted his head and thought for a while, and then looked at Zhao Kun: "This national treasure is exchanged for national treasure... What ratio do you plan to exchange?"

"I am a guest from afar, and you are my friend and Daqin's guest, so you should say the number first."

"Young master doesn't look very old, but he is much better at doing business than Li Yuan!"

Zhao Kun smiled noncommittally, and immediately asked: "Then how are you going to change?"

"Young Master is a straightforward person. He gave me porcelain as soon as he said he would, and the delicious food and wine that he brought out was something Aminu had never seen before!"

Aminu pondered and said: "Since the young master regards Aminu as a friend, Aminu will not treat the young master badly..."

Then, he stretched out five fingers and said: "If you are willing, you can exchange fifty pieces of porcelain for a golden horse!"

"Even with friends, I don't think it's fair."

Zhao Kun smiled, shook his head and refused: "Porcelain has a price but no market in Daqin, and you can't buy it if you want to buy it, but there are many golden horses in Dawan, and you can buy it if you want to buy it. Comparing the two, what do you think? Ten for one, is it really appropriate?"

"Porcelain is good, but you can't just look at the quality, not the price!" Aminu argued, "It's a long way to the Western Regions, not to mention the damage on the way, and we have to beware of the Huns' looting, so fifty for one, It's already very suitable!"

"You have traveled to the Central Plains for many years, how could you not have a secret passage, so the Xiongnu's theory is just an excuse. Besides, porcelain is expensive, how can you let it be easily damaged?"

"But……"

Aminu still wanted to argue, but Zhao Kun didn't give him a chance, and interrupted with a smile: "Okay, twenty for one, do what you can, and find someone else if you can't, I don't believe it, you are the only one in Daqin Dawan merchant."

Seeing Zhao Kun's resolute attitude, Aminu scratched his ears and cheeks, and immediately knelt down on the ground with a plop, begging: "My kind son, please take pity on me. Twenty for one, it's really hard to do!"

"It's not easy to do, then I can only say sorry."

Zhao Kun glanced at Aminu who was kneeling on the ground, unmoved, said something lightly, then looked up to the door, and shouted: "Come, see off!"

"what?"

Hearing Zhao Kun calling for someone to see off the guests, Aminu turned over and got up, and hurriedly said: "Young master won't see you off, you won't see you off! Aminu is a friend!"

"Ha ha……"

Zhao Kun chuckled, and immediately waved his hand to the servant who was walking outside the door, then raised his eyebrows and said, "That friend...do you want to do it or not?"

"Do!"

"How much to do?"

"How about forty?"

"Ok?"

"Okay... twenty is twenty."

Faced with Zhao Kun's toughness, Aminu had no choice but to agree: "You people from the Central Plains know how to do business, and we Dawan people are not as good as you. Twenty for one, I, Aminu, did it!"

Hearing this, Zhao Kun showed a satisfied smile: "You will be proud of today's decision in the future!"

"........."

Although Aminu was a little puzzled, he didn't take it to heart. He hesitated for a moment, and then said with a bitter face: "I'm at a loss in this business, but I'm helping a friend, so how much gold horse does the young master want? Bottom."

"Of course I will tell you this."

Zhao Kun nodded in response, then thought for a while and asked, "When are you going to leave?"

"It will be April at the earliest. After all, there is snow on the road, so it's not easy to travel."

"In April, I should be able to fire [-] pieces of porcelain, how about a thousand?"

"A thousand horses?"

Aminu was surprised for a moment, then wiped his mouth and asked doubtfully, "Why do you want so many golden horses?"

"If you shouldn't ask, don't ask."

"Okay! Then I'll go back and discuss it with Uncle Akuru, and I'll come back to you in a few days!"

Zhao Kun nodded: "I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer then."

"Please rest assured, this young man!"

Aminu stood up with a smile, saluted Zhao Kun, and then prepared to leave.

But after walking a few steps, he remembered something, turned his head to look at the plate, and found that there was a dried sweet potato on the plate, so he smiled at Zhao Kun and said, "My lord, can I take this?"

"Take it!"

Zhao Kun waved his hands in a funny way, intending to ask the servant to send some dried sweet potatoes to Aminu, but Aminu wiped away the dried sweet potatoes with a plate, and ran away.

"What am I..."

The corner of Zhao Kun's mouth twitched, and he watched Aminu's running back, thinking that he might be the ancestor of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces!

…………

The waiting time is very long, but in order to rebel, we must continue to work hard.

On this day, Zhao Kun took Wang Li to Qiankou Village. It is said that the houses in Qiankou Village were collapsed by the snow.

Originally, he didn't have to deal with such trivial matters personally, but after deciding to follow the mass line, he began to step into the countryside to get a good understanding of the lives of the people in the Qin Dynasty.

After going back and forth, he became acquainted with the people of Qiankou Village.

Seeing Zhao Kun and Wang Li's carriage from a distance, the tenants all stopped their movements and bowed to Zhao Kun and Wang Li: "I have seen Young Master Kun, I have seen Young Master!"

"Hehe, you guys are busy!"

Zhao Kun waved his hand with a smile, and Wang Li nodded.

Although he went to the countryside with Zhao Kun many times, Wang Li still didn't understand what Zhao Kun was doing.

As a prince, he is extremely honorable, but he treats the common people with extra courtesy, which is simply unimaginable.

"My lord, why are you so concerned about the affairs of the common people?"

Wang Li glanced at the people in the field, turned his head and asked Zhao Kun.

Zhao Kun smiled and said meaningfully: "Mencius said that the people are the most important, the country is second, and the monarch is the least. It means that the country and the monarch can be changed, only the people cannot be replaced, so the people are the most important!"

Wang Li scratched his head, and said strangely: "Unexpectedly, the young master also studies Confucianism."

"There is no absolute good or bad theory, it depends on how you understand it."

"Does the young master have a theory to support it?"

"No."

Zhao Kun shook his head: "In my opinion, none of the so-called theories of a hundred schools of thought can compare to science. Only by developing science can a country be prosperous and strong."

"science?"

Wang Li was puzzled: "What is science?"

"This is more complicated to talk about, and you can't understand it even if you talk about it."

"."

Wang Li knew that Zhao Kun's way of thinking was quite special, so he didn't break the casserole to ask the end, and directly changed the subject: "Then what should we do next?"

"First look at the severity of the house collapse, and then see if we can organize the villagers to build new houses!"

Zhao Kun thought for a while and said, "Use our concrete for the new house."

"Is it too extravagant to use concrete?"

Wang Li was a little bit reluctant, he knew that firing cement was not easy.

But Zhao Kun shook his head with a smile and said: "Qiankou Village is our future production base, and protecting the lives of the villagers in Qiankou Village is more important than anything else;

As long as we treat them well enough, I believe they are no small force! "

Wang Li frowned; "My lord has so many plans, what exactly do you want to do?"

What else to do but rebel?
Zhao Kun glanced at Wang Li amusedly, then raised his head and looked forward: "Don't worry about other things, we are here."

Wang Li was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to look forward, and found that the door of the collapsed house was already full of people.

"I have seen Young Master Kun——"

Officials of Qiankou Village, big and small, saluted Zhao Kun in unison.

"I'm so familiar with you, you don't have to be polite, let's get down to business first!"

Zhao Kun waved his hand, then jumped off the carriage and asked, "Are there any casualties?"

Hearing this, everyone's hearts warmed up, and the head of the village, Bosun, hurried forward and cupped his hands: "Young Master, there are a total of fifteen buildings in the collapsed house, no one was injured or injured, but several women were injured!"

Zhao Kun let out a "huh" and said, "Injured women can go to the medical clinic next to the pottery workshop for free treatment, and villagers whose houses collapsed can also go to the work shed next to the cement factory to borrow!"

"Master Kun Dade, I thank you on behalf of the villagers!"

Li Chang Bosun bowed to Zhao Kun, and the rest of the crowd echoed: "Master Kun Dade!"

"Okay, let's not talk about flattery, let's talk about how to deal with these collapsed houses!"

Zhao Kun waved to everyone.

Li Chang Bosun said: "I don't know what arrangement Young Master Kun has?"

"This is what I think, if the old ones don't go away, the new ones won't come in. Since the houses have collapsed and repairs are dangerous, it's better to rebuild!"

"This"

Li Chang Bosun hesitated: "I'm afraid this will be very difficult."

"Where is the difficulty?"

"My son, the people whose houses collapsed are all poor families, and they cannot afford the cost of building new houses."

Zhao Kun frowned: "As far as I know, nearly half of the villagers in Qiankou Village have wages. How can they be so poor that they can't even build a house?"

Although he advocates helping the villagers build new houses, they should not be allowed to take advantage of it for nothing. After all, it is easy to raise troublesome people for nothing.

"My lord, the dozens of households whose houses collapsed have no wages to receive..."

"Register Bosun replied with a bitter face.

Zhao Kun was a little puzzled: "Why is this?"

"Because they are all servants who have just returned"

"Servant?"

Zhao Kun was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Is there any servant in the village?"

"Because I don't know the deadline for the servant's return, I'm afraid he will be requisitioned soon after the arrangement."

"Bullshit!"

Zhao Kun stared: "No matter how long they can stay, they still have to live. If you treat them differently, how do you let them live?"

"The next official is guilty!"

Hearing the words, Li Chang Bosun quickly bowed his head and confessed: "The next official will take out money and food to make up for their losses during these days."

Seeing the good attitude of the old chief, Zhao Kun eased his face, waved his hands and said: "There is no need for a reissue, without labor, how can you sit back and enjoy the benefits?

I think this is the way to go, let them work in the cement factory, only provide board and lodging, and the wages are used to build houses. "

"good!"

Li Chang Bosun's eyes lit up, and he bowed his hands to Zhao Kun again: "Your Majesty, let's make arrangements."

"Go!"

Zhao Kun waved his hand, then walked to the collapsed house, looked it over carefully, and bent over to pick up the scattered wooden boards on the ground.

"You can't do it, son!"

"Be careful, son!"

Seeing Zhao Kun cleaning up the collapsed house with bare hands, the surrounding officials were startled and hurriedly stopped him.

"In such a cold day, idleness is idleness, why not find something to do to warm up!"

Zhao Kun casually threw the board on the open space, then swept around the crowd, and said, "If you are free, come and help clean it up. The sooner it is cleaned, the people can build houses to keep out the cold sooner!"

After finishing speaking, without further words, he picked up another piece of wood and threw it towards the open space.

Seeing this, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Wang Li frowned, and said, "Why are you still standing there, clean up quickly!"

After speaking, he took all the officials to clean up the collapsed planks, bricks and tiles with Zhao Kun.

The people in the distance couldn't help but look sideways when they saw this strange scene.

At this time, another carriage was slowly heading towards Qiankou Village.

A middle-aged man and two young men sat in the carriage.

"Old Wu, isn't son Kun the son of the first emperor? Why did he come to this remote village?"

A tall young man asked with doubts.

Wu Cheng smiled, and said proudly: "I told you before that Young Master Kun is different from ordinary people, and also different from Wang Sun Gongzi. He is a special person!"

"special person?"

Another handsome young man tilted his head and said with a smile, "The more I listen to Old Wu, the more curious I am about Young Master Kun."

"That's right! On the way, Old Wu talked about Young Master Kun endlessly. I really don't know what's so special about Young Master Kun!"

"I'll know when I see you!"

Wu Cheng replied with a smile, then whipped his horse: "Fight!"

　Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a full order.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)