God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 126 One Hit Kill
After a few days, Yang Hao has purchased more than 200 copies of "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" from Datang Study, and they are sold out every day.

With Wang Zhengsheng's storytelling, the popularity of this novel was beyond Du He's expectation.

Yang Hao visited the door twice, wanting Du He to find more craftsmen and speed up the printing of books, but Du He refused.

In the past few days, Du He's greatest pleasure every day is to go in and out of the furniture factory, take a small notebook made by himself, look here and there, and record it by the way.

Everyone in the furniture factory was wondering what Du He was doing.

When old Fu couldn't help asking, Du He euphemistically called it "investigation", which made everyone look confused.

If it were someone else, they might be satisfied with the rotating wooden chair and the best-selling novel "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties".Although these two things can't make a lot of money every day, it is not a problem for Du He to earn thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars a day.

Unfortunately, Du He is ambitious.

If a person has no ambition, he is no different from a salted fish.

His Majesty Li Er's ambition is to let the iron cavalry of the Tang Dynasty conquer all directions and become an emperor praised by everyone.

And Du He's ambition is not just to be a wealthy dude. From the moment he established the furniture factory, he had an idea in his mind: in this strange era, to build a business empire. Your Majesty's Great Tang Empire is even vaster...

Establishing a furniture factory and Datang Study is only the first step in the Long March.

Du He's research is looking for problems and planning for the next step.

After the research, he locked himself in the room all day and began to write and draw. Even Yang Hao came several times, but he couldn't see him in person.

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Just when the sun was setting, the soft afterglow sprinkled on the ground, as if plating a layer of gold on the crudely made stone slabs, which was extraordinarily charming.

Zhang Jian looked hurried, walked through alleys, and finally knocked on a door.

The door opened, and the servant who opened the door saw Zhang Jian, and hurriedly said, "You are here, the young master is waiting for you!"

Zhang Jian nodded expressionlessly, walked into the gate, walked through the spacious yard, and in the backyard, he saw Chang Sun Chong sitting on a rotating wooden chair from a long distance away.

He stepped forward and gave a deep bow, "Master, I have already got all the things you asked for."

After Zhang Jian finished speaking, he took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, and handed it to Chang Sun Chong with both hands respectfully.

Changsun Chong took it over and looked at it, then threw it away suddenly, stood up, and snorted: "This Du He, really can make money. My eldest grandson's family is considered wealthy in Chang'an City, with a lot of business, but there is nothing like that." Can be compared to Du He, tsk tsk... just this rotating wooden chair and "The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties", in time, wouldn't Du He's wealth surpass this young master or even the eldest grandson's family? No, Du He must not be so arrogant go down..."

Zhang Jian stood aside, cautiously, not daring to speak.

Last time he found someone to go to the furniture factory to make trouble for Zhang Sun Chong, but he was killed by Zhang Ergou and those idiots, and he was beaten up by Du He, and after he came back, he was scolded by Zhang Sun Chong Fan, during this period of time, I have become more cautious in doing things, for fear of making mistakes.

The eldest Sun Chong walked around the yard a few times, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Master, I have a solution."

He came to Zhang Jian and asked, "You mean, according to the information you have inquired, the price of each copy of "The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" sold by Du He is 100 renminbi, and the cost is less than 60 renminbi. The cost of each copy of this book is only about 50 Wen, are you sure?"

Zhang Jian nodded affirmatively: "Young master, you can't be wrong, I only found out the news from inside the furniture factory after spending a lot of money. It is said that although the printing method Du He uses is fast, the cost is relatively high. "

"It's really huge profits, huh, it seems that Du He wants to make money and is crazy, but I can't let him be so arrogant. You quickly send me dozens of people who can read and write, and bring them all here. Starting tomorrow, I will copy this "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties", the faster the better, hum, after ten days, I will give Du He a surprise! He sells 100 Wen, we will sell 70 Wen, I want his book, one I can't even sell it!" Changsun said confidently.

He added another sentence: "This time, this young master will kill with one blow!"

Zhang Jian agreed and hurried to make arrangements.

In the early morning of the next day, dozens of people came to the courtyard and began to transcribe "The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties".

The days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, ten days passed.

Chang Sun Chong had already had more than 200 copies of "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" transcribed, which naturally cost a lot of money.

According to his price of 70 Wen, he can probably earn about 3000 Wen.

However, his purpose is not to make money, but to deal with Du He.

In the evening of that day, Du He was setting up a big pot in the yard and calling two cooks to stir-fry the tea leaves when suddenly Lu Bu hurried in.

"Master, someone threw this thing in just now, and when I chased it out, the person had already left."

As Lu Bu said, he took out a rolled up paper and handed it to Du He.

The note was rolled into a thin cylinder and tied with a ribbon.

Du He opened it and saw a short sentence on it: Someone has copied the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties in Datang Study and is going to sell it at a price of 70 copies.

Du He just glanced at it, then threw the note into the firewood, and as soon as the flames shot out, everything was gone.

He waved his hand with an unmoved expression on his face, "Lu Bu, go down. If you have any news, come and report it!"

After Lu Bu left, Du He's face revealed a dignified expression.

A few streets away from Datang Furniture Factory, Zhang Jian looked back and saw that there was nothing unusual, so he leaned against the fence of a large family and gasped for breath.

His back was soaked through.

It was he who sent the letter just now.

After resting for a while, Zhang Jian said: "Du He, you once gave me 500 Wen to save my mother's life. Today, I, Zhang Jian, risked my life to send the news to you. From then on, we will not owe each other. I, Zhang Jian, If you are the eldest grandson, you will naturally help the eldest grandson to defeat you!"

As he said that, Zhang Jian strode towards the distance. Behind him, night fell, and it was already dark.

The next morning.

Chang Sun Chong led his people to the gate of Cuiwei Building in a mighty manner.

Today, he is determined to win.

However, as soon as he got off the carriage, Chang Sun Chong was taken aback.

Because he saw Du He sitting at the gate of Cuiwei Building, with his legs crossed, looking very comfortable. Yang Hao, the shopkeeper of Cuiwei Building, stood aside like a dog leg, fanning Du He.

Changsun Chong walked over and said from a long distance: "I didn't expect Du He to be so boring. You came to Cuiwei Building to bask in the sun early in the morning. It would be better if you were here. I wanted to go to Lai Guogong's mansion to inform you." , Now it seems that there is no need, Du He, today the young master has prepared a huge surprise for you, I hope you will not be frightened when the time comes."

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