Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 255 This old man is not serious
The grenade production in Qiankou Village is in full swing.The sewing of hot air balloons also mobilized women.

Although Ying Zheng asked Zhao Kun to wait and see what happened, he felt that it was better to be prepared.

After all, only when there is a way out can we respond to all changes with the same.

Regarding the value of the hot air balloon, Zhao Kun only discussed it with Wang Li and Jiang Chao. Other than that, no one knew the specific function of the hot air balloon.

Because of this, Zhao Kun was dumbfounded when he brought Wu Cheng to the village committee compound and looked at the hot air balloon that had been hung in a basket.

In fact, the appearance of the hot air balloon is quite intimidating.

Those who haven't got to know him carefully are easily shocked by his appearance.

I only know that when the hot air balloon is inflated, it is taller than the house. I don't know that there is nothing in the airbag, and the overall weight is only a hundred catties.

Wu Cheng stood in front of the hot air balloon, and after watching it for a long time, he came back to his senses, and asked Zhao Kun, "Master, such a giant, can it really take people to the sky?"

"What?" Zhao Kun raised his eyebrows and joked, "You don't have confidence in me?"

Although Wu Cheng is a general, his way of speaking and doing things is like a civil servant, extremely smooth.

But I heard him say: "This matter is too unimaginable. With my ability, I still can't understand the wisdom of the young master. I hope the young master will forgive me."

"what!"

Zhao Kun let out a "ha" and said with a smile, "I know you speak well, so I will talk more in the future."

"If you don't understand anything, just ask!"

"Thank you sir."

Wu Cheng cupped his hands, then approached and looked at the huge hot air balloon, wondering: "Dare to ask, my lord, what makes this hot air balloon fly?"

"Of course hot air balloons fly by hot air!"

"Could it be that fuel is also put in here?"

Wu Cheng said, and suddenly said: "During the Lantern Festival, Marquis Pinyang once let the Kongming Lantern fly. Looking at the shape of this hot air balloon, it is somewhat similar to the Kongming Lantern. Could it be the same thing?"

"It's this again..."

Zhao Kun raised his hand to his forehead. He has already answered the question about Kongming lanterns and hot air balloons many times, so he didn't want to explain again, so he said directly: "You can understand it as a large Kongming lantern!"

Wu Cheng didn't turn his head when he heard the words, but fell into deep thought while looking at the hot air balloon, and said after a while: "Since the Kongming Lantern can succeed, this hot air balloon should also succeed..."

"hope so……"

Zhao Kun smashed and said, "There is nothing under the Kongming lantern, but there are people under the hot air balloon. I can't tell."

"My lord, you mean the person who rides in a hot air balloon?"

"Yes, Kongming lanterns have a limited load, and hot air balloons can carry a little more."

Wu Cheng: "Then how much can this hot air balloon carry?"

"Eight or nine stones..."

Zhao Kun thought for a while, and said: "The specific weight it can carry, you have to try it to know."

"Bajiushi's words..." Wu Cheng frowned and said, "It should be difficult for the two of you."

"The difficulty is not the weight."

Zhao Kun glanced at Wu Cheng, shook his head and said, "The real difficulty lies in manipulativeness..."

"Manipulative?"

Wu Cheng looked puzzled.

Zhao Kun said with a smile: "If two people are in a hot air balloon, one needs to be responsible for controlling the fire, and the other needs to be responsible for observing obstacles, as well as wind direction, wind speed, etc."

"If it is used in the military, it is necessary to observe the ground situation to prevent being shot down by the enemy!"

"This thing can be used in military affairs?" Wu Cheng looked at Zhao Kun in surprise.

Zhao Kun nodded: "If a person can stand at a high altitude and look down on the entire land, he can not only guard the army, but also detect the enemy's situation for the army, which is indeed of great military value."

Hearing this, Wu Cheng quickly understood the key point, bowed to Zhao Kun, and said flatly: "Although there are still many problems, my subordinates will definitely guard the hot air balloon for you until he soars into the clouds!"

"Then... I have worked hard for you these few days."

"How dare you!"

Wu Cheng hurriedly said: "It is my honor to help you protect such an important thing."

"Since that's the case, the hot air balloon will be in your charge."

Zhao Kun raised his hand, then turned to look at the women who sew hot air balloons, and said, "Their wages are only a lot, not less, and the food must be properly arranged."

Hearing this, the women immediately stopped what they were doing and smiled brightly at Zhao Kun.

They can't speak nice words, but they are all simple rural women. They are capable, virtuous, and highly valued by the son.

This is Wu Cheng's definition of women in Qiankou Village.

"Don't worry, son, I will take good care of them!"

"Others have husbands, you don't need to take care of them, just do your job well!"

Zhao Kun rolled his eyes and walked straight towards the entrance of the village.

Wu Cheng looked at his back, scratched his head, and thought to himself, don't these all mean the same thing?

.........

On the way back to the mansion from Qiankou Village, Zhao Kun kept thinking about how to face the First Emperor.

Although it has been more than half a year since he came to this era, he has never seen the First Emperor.

Anyway, he is also the son of Emperor Shihuang.

A son has never met his father. Although it is a nominal father-son relationship, it is also very nonsense.

"I don't know what the first emperor looked like? Will it be the same as the tiger's mouth, sun horn, long Zhun, long eyes, and bird of prey described in "Wei Shu"?"

"If it's really like this, then the first emperor is really ugly, and he looks sick!"

"Hey... I hope you don't surprise me..."

"Otherwise, the domineering Emperor Shihuang in my mind will be destroyed in one fell swoop..."

Thinking this way, Zhao Kun entered the city unknowingly.

At this time, the city is thriving.

Perhaps it was because the first emperor was in Pinyang, and the law and order in Pinyang city was very good.

There is no forced buying and selling, and no quarrels.

It feels very harmonious.

When Zhao Kun walked to the street near the mansion, an old man on the side of the road caught his attention.

"Old man, is this your first visit to Pinyang? This white porcelain teacup was made by the porcelain workshop in Qiankou Village. It is absolutely authentic. It is already very cheap to charge you five hundred yuan, so I can't bargain any more. !"

In front of the vendor, the old man was buying tea cups, and the vendor owner was talking to the old man.

The old man seemed hesitant, thought for a while and said, "Three hundred dollars!"

"Old man, you are too cruel, this is the unique porcelain of Daqin, five hundred dollars is already the bottom line!"

The vendor waved his hand, as if he didn't want to talk to the old man, and said: "We are a small business, and we can't make much money. You should go to another place and have a look!"

"Then you give me a real price?"

The old man seemed to like the tea cup very much, so he bargained with the stall owner.

The stall owner looked at him, and said hesitantly: "Seeing that you really like it, so let's do it like this, 450 yuan, it can't be lower!"

"380 money!"

"Hey, let's go, let's see how old you are, it's not easy to make money. I think you're asking for something, and you want to give some good gifts. If the kid keeps fussing about you, it will seem a little unreasonable!"

While wrapping the teacup for the old man, the stall owner said reluctantly: "To tell you the truth, this white porcelain teacup will earn you ten dollars at most!"

Hearing this, the old man stroked his beard and chuckled: "A good man must be blessed."

After speaking, he took out his wallet and prepared to pay.

At this moment, an abrupt voice sounded from behind him: "How do you sell this teacup?"

"Ok?"

The stall owner, who had just finished packing halfway, suddenly felt a hand appear in front of his eyes, and saw the teacup appearing in his hand in an instant.

"This guest officer, do you want to buy this tea cup too?"

The stall owner raised his head and looked at Zhao Kun suspiciously.

Zhao Kun looked at the teacup before lazily replying, "Ang just take a look."

Casual look?
How could you be so casual, didn't you see that I was packing and selling it?

The stall owner frowned, and said with some displeasure: "You can see it, but don't break it, or you will lose five hundred dollars, and you will never want to leave!"

"Five hundred dollars?" Zhao Kun raised his eyebrows: "That's it?"

"Why, brother don't you like it?"

"It's not that I don't like it, it's just that it's not worth it!"

When the stall owner heard this, he subconsciously glanced at the old man, and then berated Zhao Kun in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

Zhao Kun said with a half-smile: "Why am I talking nonsense? Such a teacup costs fifty dollars at most!"

As soon as these words came out, the stall owner's face suddenly darkened, and he said: "Brother, I think you are here to make trouble sincerely, right? This is a white porcelain teacup made by the porcelain workshop of Qiankou Village!"

"Is it made in Qiankou Village?"

Zhao Kun weighed it with a smile, then threw it over and said, "Porcelain made in the porcelain workshop of Qiankou Village has special symbols on the bottom, and the bottom of your teacup is empty;

I remember that the Liu Family Porcelain Workshop seems to be firing white porcelain too, oh, are you from the Liu Family Porcelain Workshop? "

"Can the white porcelain from the Liu Family Porcelain Workshop and the white porcelain from the Qiankou Village Porcelain Workshop be the same price?"

Hearing this, the stall owner's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly thought that he was an expert, so he said awkwardly: "Brother, you must have remembered wrongly, this is a new product from the porcelain workshop in Qiankou Village, and there is no special symbol for new products!"

"Oh, really?"

Zhao Kun said with a playful face: "Then let's go to Qiankou Village and ask if there is a new product? If I really misunderstood, how about paying you ten times the compensation?"

"No need, no need!"

The stall owner hurriedly waved his hand: "I can see that, you are here to help that old man. Well, the villain has a bad year today, fifty is fifty!"

Hearing what the stall owner said, the old man blew his beard and stared angrily, pointed at the stall owner angrily and said, "Good job, you profiteer!"

"What kind of profiteer is not a profiteer? It's really ugly."

Zhao Kun glanced at the old man disdainfully, and said to himself: "It's not easy for others to do business. One is willing to buy and the other is willing to sell. This business is based on eyes and mouth. It's your ability to make a profit, and lose money." The teeth are broken and swallowed in the stomach, that's it."

"exactly!"

The stall owner nodded and agreed; "This little brother is right."

Zhao Kun smiled noncommittally, and then looked at the old man: "Are you going to buy it or not? If you want to buy it, pay quickly. Why are you standing still?"

The old man wanted to turn around and leave, but when he looked at Zhao Kun's face carefully, his eyes lit up, so he resolutely paid the money, and said to Zhao Kun with a smile: "My brother helped the old man, and the old man can't repay you, why don't you help me?" How does it look?"

"Looking at the picture?"

Zhao Kun was taken aback for a moment, thinking that shouldn't it be a kickback for himself?

I helped him negotiate the price and let him pay more than 300 less. According to the normal situation, he should give himself a benefit fee, but it can be seen. What kind of ghost operation?
This old man is very dishonest!
"No need, busy, no time!"

Zhao Kun said casually, then turned around and left.

The old man hastily put away the teacup, followed him and said, "Little brother, you can do fortune-telling without looking at the face! This old man will give you a fortune-telling, and I will accept your favor!"

yo!

This business is quite extensive!

Zhao Kun smiled in his heart, and immediately quickened his pace; "I really don't have time, don't pester me, or I will call someone!"

"Brother, this old man will make a fortune for you, and you are not allowed to pay you any money. Your seal is black."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Zhao Kun's footsteps stopped, and he said angrily: "My Yintang is black, there must be a bloody disaster, I am hopeless, don't pester me!"

After speaking, he continued to step forward.

But the old man did not intend to give up at all, and while following Zhao Kun's footsteps, he said to him: "There is still help! There is still help! Brother, you still have help!"

"."

Zhao Kun's forehead was covered with black lines, and he thought to himself why he was so ungrateful, if he did good deeds and was entangled by others, there would be no one else.

It seems that the experience of "not helping" in the previous life can also be used in this life.

The old people of every era are untouchable existences.

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, so that Zhao Kun didn't pay attention, and stumbled over the stone under his feet.

puff-

A 45-degree forward lean, coupled with the movement of dogs eating shit, suddenly appeared on the street.

"Who! Who is so civic-minded, throwing stones on the street!"

Zhao Kun grinned and got up, looking around with an aggrieved expression.

People passing by, as well as vendors hawking, all looked at each other in blank dismay.

At this time, the old man walked over hurriedly, helped Zhao Kun and said, "Little brother, are you okay? I just said, your seal is black, and there must be a bloody disaster. Look at your hands, they are bleeding."

Zhao Kun; "."

Nima!

This old bastard!
Are you talking about people?

If it weren't for you pestering me, would I be able to walk without eyes?

Zhao Kun was so angry that his chest rose and fell, but he didn't have the same knowledge as the old man. He reached out and wiped the blood on his robe, then turned around angrily and left.

"Hey, little brother."

Seeing that Zhao Kun left as soon as he said it, the old man hurriedly chased after him.

At this moment, a soft and pleasant voice sounded from the side of the street: "Young Master Kun, is that you?"

"Ok?"

Zhao Kun paused and looked around, only to see a pretty girl, dressed in coarse cloth, looking at him with wide eyes curiously.

"Miss Su?"

Zhao Kun was surprised.

He knew the girl in front of him, she was Su Jin'er from the Red Pavilion at the head of Chunmian Building.

At the Ishikawa Lake Lantern Festival, he also invited her to sing "Shui Tiao Ge Tou".

It's just why Su Jin'er is dressed like this?

Just when Zhao Kun was puzzled, the old man caught up again: "Brother! Slow down!"

"I said old man, it's almost done!"

Zhao Kun frowned, and looked at the old man coldly: "You think you are the only one who can tell fortunes? I don't want to entangle you, because I don't want to see you make a fool of yourself!"

"However." As he spoke, he changed the subject and continued: "Since you want to bring shame on yourself, I will let you see what fortune-telling is!"

"call"

The old man panted heavily, and looked at Zhao Kun blankly.

But Zhao Kun walked towards Su Jin'er without saying a word, and asked with a smile, "Girl, can I read your palm?"

"what?"

Su Jin'er was dumbfounded.

Passers-by around stopped to eat melons.

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