Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 734 The Adventures of the Zheng Family Brothers ([-]) [Two in One]

Time: Datang Yuanhe four years, March [-]th.

Location: Among the 108 squares in Chang'an, Yanzuo square is known as the poorest, most dilapidated, and the cheapest land price.

Zheng Xiaoyong, the eldest grandson of the Anxi army veteran 'Xiu Cai', is working hard in a shop called 'Minsheng Blacksmith', sweating profusely.

Say it!He, the scholar, was buried in the ancestral grave of the old Zheng family on the [-]th by a burst of blows and blows.

He, his second brother, third brother, and two cousins ​​arrived at Chang'an City early in the morning under the moonlight after going out in the middle of the night with some change of clothes on the next day of the [-]th.

no way!Food, lodging, shoes, socks and clothes are provided every month, as well as a salary of 800 Wen.

Even if it is done well, there will be a generous reward on the New Year's Day. Such a good thing can't be found even with lanterns on weekdays.

If it was a day or two late to play and was snatched away in advance, I'm afraid I can't find a place to cry.

Therefore, even if his mother-in-law is already five months pregnant, Zheng Xiaoyong actually doesn't want to work in Chang'an City at all.

Still in the midst of grandpa’s stick and grandma’s scolding.

The five brothers of the 'filial piety' generation all went to the city together to make money.

As for such a good thing, could it be a lie?

If anyone dared to mention this in front of Zheng Xiaoyong, an honest and honest farmer, he would definitely give him a few slaps regardless.

How much does it cost to buy a young maid in Chang'an City?
If people don't care too much about appearance, it's only [-] to [-] yuan.

As for my Aunt's 10,000+ relics, Xiaowei Hu gave it as soon as he said it; I'm afraid that if he sold all of his family, it wouldn't be worth so much.

How could they do such a thing to deceive them.

The fact is the same. Since they entered the city, they came all the way to Pingkangfang, and found the 'Deyue Tower' which is still under renovation and is said to be opening soon.

It was the female shopkeeper who was as beautiful as a fairy sister, and talked about his name, A Weng.

The female shopkeeper named Guifei just asked them affectionately if they had eaten court food?

As soon as they heard that they hadn't eaten, they immediately asked another extremely beautiful woman named God of Wealth to make them a bowl of noodles with rotten meat.

Grandpa Tian, ​​they have never eaten such delicious noodles in their life.

After eating, the few of them clearly knew that it was embarrassing to lick the bottom of the bowl, but they still licked the bottom of the bowl until there was not even a speck of oil left.

Therefore, the female treasurer of the imperial concubine, in the eyes of their brothers, is completely like a female Bodhisattva.

Then, Lang Qing, Xiong Da and several other gentlemen appeared, and led the five brothers away respectively; it is said that each of them had different arrangements, but they were all doing things inside and outside Chang'an City, and would not go to other places.

Among them, Zheng Xiaoyong himself was led to this 'Minsheng Blacksmith' by that young man named Langqing.

In the first time, they issued two sets of narrow-sleeved, tight-fitting underwear, a pair of boots that should be made of porpoise skin, and four pairs of socks with fine fabrics.

Immediately, Zheng Xiaoyong, a country bumpkin who had just entered the city, felt how beautiful life was.

If there is any dissatisfaction, no!It should be said that it is an unaccustomed place.

That is the shopkeeper of the noble concubine. Although she behaves very dignified and polite when she speaks and does things, the amorous feelings that are often displayed inadvertently are still very terrible for these bumpkins.

Thinking about it after a few days, I still feel that the scene where I was blushing at that time was a bit embarrassing...

Today, Zheng Xiaoyong is only the fourth day in the city.

But at this moment, although his mind is a little distracted after thinking of the recent encounter, the operation in his hand is quite skilled.

It's not that this kid is so smart, it's just that the work he's doing is really not technically difficult at the moment.

Specifically, some yellow mud is mixed with plant ash in a large iron bucket, and a base four fingers thick is spread on it.

And a hole was opened at the bottom of the tin barrel, and a circular vent was left at the base.

After doing this, he took a few iron rods as thick as little fingers and laid them on top of the ventilation channel.

Then, a bottomless iron bucket that was one size smaller was placed in the middle of the inside; a mixture of yellow mud and plant ash was used to fill the gap.

At this point, a product he was in charge of producing was completely finished.

Just wait for a while, and after all the fillings are completely dry, they can be sold directly.

Presumably after seeing this, book friends with a little richer life experience, or older, have already seen what Zheng Xiaoyong is doing:
That's right, a coal stove.

On the modern plane, before the popularization of liquefied petroleum gas, the coal stove that burns briquettes was popular.

Talk!During the Tang Dynasty more than 1000 years ago, was it reliable to sell coal stoves?Has anyone bought it, and will all the netizens lose their pants?
Of course not, then Zheng Xiaoyong made a coal stove with his hands and feet numb, and mentioned that he waited for it to dry naturally.

He just took a sip of cool water, didn't even take a break, and picked up a brand new tin bucket to get busy.

At the same time, in a shabby office only 30 meters away from him.

Fenghua drank a large glass of boiling water during the "gudong~" to moisten the throat that was a little uncomfortable because of talking too much in the past few days.

With a hoarse voice, he yelled at Lang Qing:

"I don't care, a total of 107 coal stove orders, I not only accepted all of them, but also received a part of the deposit, and the delivery will be made tomorrow morning.

Anyway, I don't want to be scolded as a profiteer, and I'll be here early tomorrow morning to solicit goods. "

After yelling, he turned his head to the old iron who was watching the fun, and said, "You kid, don't think that you are relaxed.

I calculated that after a week at most, you need to supply at least 2 briquettes every day to basically meet the supply.

Based on your current output of only a few thousand briquettes, it is far behind the old nose. "

Faced with the above requirements, after Lang Qing and Lao Tie looked at each other, they could both find the look of joy and trouble in each other's eyes.

well!Now that the team wants to make money, but they can't be too ostentatious and must make a fortune quietly, what should they do.

During the discussion while eating hot pot that day, everyone unanimously agreed to focus on basic necessities of life.

These seem inconspicuous, but as long as the scale is large, it is a very profitable aspect to start with.

Even grain stores and fabric stores, which are used by aristocratic families to harvest the wealth of the poor, cannot intervene and compete at present.

Other netizens, the projects they are responsible for will not be mentioned here.

After some discussion, the two members of the equipment manufacturing team, Lao Tie and Lang Qing, set their sights on coal stoves and briquettes.

To make such a decision, they didn't make it just by slapping their heads.

The population of the huge city of Chang'an reached its peak during the Kaiyuan period, but it had 36 households and a population of more than 100 million.

Now there are fewer people, but there are still nearly 100 million people.

With so many people, the forest outside the city has long been cut down to clean up the daily fuel demand for heating, cooking and other aspects.

If you want to burn charcoal, you have to go to Zhongnan Mountain, sixty or seventy miles away.

So the use of coal is nothing new in Chang'an City.

Every winter in Chang'an City, many residents die from gas poisoning, which also leads to a Chinese medicine theory: charcoal poisoning.

Under such circumstances, if a safer, more convenient and economical product such as a coal stove appears, it may not be sold to the end.

The fact is the same, Fenghua will open "Fat Xilai Supermarket".

Although so far, there are only two commodities, coal stoves and briquettes, it seems that the scale is a small shop with an area of ​​about [-] square meters, and it has not been open for more than a week.

The sales volume of coal stoves was two on the first day, five on the second day, and 37 on the third day.

As of today, there are more than 100 orders in stock, not to mention that they are sold out, and there are still more than [-] orders that are out of stock.

In short, as more praises spread, the sales of this product will also rise rapidly. If it is said that after a month, thousands of stoves will be sold a day, and hundreds of thousands of briquettes will not be uncommon at all.

The premise is that Lang Qing and Lao Tie can meet such an output.

It was expected that this thing would sell well, but the two who didn't expect it to sell so well, after a few seconds of silence.

After Lang Qing opened his mouth, he directly asked the key question: "Boss Feng, these days your Fat Xilai supermarket sells stoves and briquettes. How much money do you make from these things?"

Asking this is because they "Minsheng Blacksmith Shop" directly go to the God of Wealth for material procurement, labor, and venues, and the financial director is good for advance payment and reimbursement.

As for the products, they are sold through Fenghuahui's "Fat Xilai Supermarket". To be honest, they really don't know how much money they can make and how much profit they can make.

Faced with such a problem, Fenghuahui made some calculations in his mind.

He gave an explanation:
"Because the God of Wealth made a cost estimate for your products, and calculated that the cost of a stove is 26 Wen, and the cost of a briquette is 0.2 Wen.

So the prices I sold there were 50 Wen and three briquettes for [-] Wen.

After excluding labor and various expenses, I should have earned thirty or forty guans these days. "

"It's only 34, which is too little." After hearing this sentence, the old iron who has been working overtime every day making honeycomb molds, immediately became bored.

The main reason is that compared to the huge expenditures of their various layouts every day, this amount of money is simply a drop in the bucket.

Seeing this, Fenghua explained:

"Old nonsense, this thing is actually just selling an idea. There is no technical threshold at all, and it is not difficult to imitate.

We have some cost and technology advantages, but not many.

Therefore, we can only keep such a matter in our hands by setting the price so that others do not make much profit.

More importantly, once this thing grows bigger, it will occupy the entire market of Chang'an City.

In terms of the workers who make stoves and briquettes, and the coolies who deliver briquettes to the door, there may be as many as 2000 people.

Counting their family members, there are tens of thousands of people.

These livelihoods and interests, the people who are tied to us, will be some of the most staunch supporters of whatever we plan to do in the future.

Therefore, even if the stove is priced at [-] yuan a stove, it does not mean that it cannot be sold, and it is still very popular.

But it’s not necessary. As long as the scale increases, the profits will naturally increase. "

Under Fenghuahui's explanations, Lang Qing and Lao Tie naturally had no further opinions, and after looking at each other again.

Lang Qing said: "Okay, I'll go to help too, anyway, it won't make it impossible for you to deliver the order tomorrow."

After all, this little brother with eight-level fitter skills and a future "smart auxiliary chip" is fully qualified to tinker with high-end subjects such as satellites and lunar probes in the modern plane.

But it was under a thatched shed to process coal stoves.

Afterwards, Lao Tie added a sentence: "Boss Feng, you also go and urge Xu Feng and the others to bring back more family members of the Anxi Army.

It doesn't matter if you are a little older, anyway, this job is not too tiring..."

******
Now that you have made a plan, you need to start with food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Based on the knowledge of a group of netizens, who has more than 1000 years of knowledge in their heads, it is specified that they will not only produce such things as coal stoves and briquettes.

As for anything else, let us start with Zheng Xiaoyong.

There are also several of their brothers, and they will be shown one by one from the perspective of these aboriginal people.

After finishing the coal stove at hand, Lang Qing glanced at the pointer shadow on the sun crown in the middle of the yard, and yelled out:
"Okay, everyone has finished cooking on the stove, and let's go have lunch.

Even eating and resting, it takes half an hour in total, everyone should not exceed such a time; recent orders are relatively tight, and everyone has worked harder, and naturally there will be a reward at the end of the month. "

After hearing such a sentence, Zheng Xiaoyong and Ma Si, another worker next door, looked at each other.

They could all see each other, the expression in their eyes full of joy.

It's just that such joy not only comes from the originally generous salary at the end of the month, but also from getting an unexpected reward; it also has a lot to do with the lunch that is about to be eaten.

Since the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, the saying of three meals a day has long been nothing uncommon.

But such a point is limited to some officials and wealthy households.

Farm children like Zheng Xiaoyong, that is, during the busy farming season and the few days of the New Year's Day, there will be such a saying as three meals a day.

Usually, two meals a day.

These two meals are still one dry and one thin, or even two meals are porridge.

Since coming to work in Chang'an City, not only can he eat three meals a day, but the richness and deliciousness of each meal make Zheng Xiaoyong feel as happy as a mouse falling into an oil tank.

Stimulated by the delicious food, Zheng Xiaoyong quickly finished a stove in his hand.

After quickly washing his head, face and hands by the well, he went out of the gate and walked towards the 'small dining table' in the middle of Yanzuo Square.

Soon after, although there was a word "小" in the name, Yishui was covered with a tall bamboo shed.

With an area of ​​three or four mu, the scale of the weird restaurant, which is not small at all, appeared next to Zheng Xiaoyong.

A long distance away, a seductive scent came. Thinking of dozens of different food offerings, this guy instinctively swallowed his saliva.

But when he entered, Zheng Xiaoyong paused for a moment.

This stop was not because he couldn't afford the food inside.

Their 'Minsheng Blacksmith Shop' does not provide meals, but this so-called 'small dining table' is also run by Lang Junmen of Xuange Camp.

It is said that two men, Warehouse Guan and Fengche, are in charge of this matter.

Employees of Zheng Xiaoyong and other related units can eat three meals a day for free with some small iron tablets distributed, without spending money at all.

The real reason was that there were a few men with big arms and round waists and sticks in their hands standing at the door.

This point is also the weirdness of this small dining table for the convenience of the people. When you enter the door, you actually have to check whether your face, hands and feet are clean. It is said to be "to prevent diseases from entering the mouth", and those with unclean hands and feet are strictly prohibited from entering.

It's not a big deal if it's not cleaned.

There are many tanks of clean water on the side of the door, as well as wooden basins, saponins, and handkerchiefs. Just pour some clean water and wash them off.

But if someone doesn't want to clean up, they still want to force their way in.

Then the sticks of these men will be greeted, and after the beating, they will be thrown far away with crosses.

This is also the biggest reason why Zheng Xiaoyong washed himself well before going out, he didn't want to be hungry because of such a reason.

Although instinctively, he felt that this extravagance was unnecessary.

During the busy farming season, they would eat pancakes covered in muddy water in the fields, and there was nothing wrong with them.

But then again, wash your hands before meals every day.

Even every two or three days, gentlemen like Lang Qing and Lao Tie force them to take a hot bath after a few days.

On the contrary, I feel that my body seems to be a little looser...

　PS: Sorry, I went out for something during the day, so the update is a little late.

　　Also, the relevant business methods and processes will not have much space.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)