Bring The System To Datang

The children entered the lounge on the first floor of the Heaven and Earth, and the waitress hurriedly delivered hot juice to help wipe off sweat.

The little guys are very excited, it's great, so many other kids follow along.

It's lively outside.

"It is said that the dealers of Lijiazhuangzi in Bashui have a good life. I have never seen it before. I believe it today."

"Children grow up fast. The clothes the children wear are not changed from old clothes, but they are not new clothes. They will wear them on weekdays."

"The little face is blushing, pink and tender, making people want to take a bite."

"Zhuangzi is rich, and he is willing to spend it. Being Li Yi's banker enjoys a blessing."

"At the beginning, Song De recruited people, so many people wanted to go. Those who weren't selected thought it was just that. Now..."

"The baby girl also reads, the daughter of a rich family, Yo!"

"Good guys, these guys will be amazing when they grow up."

"The boys in my family are not obedient, and they can't fight no matter what."

"The people who followed Zhuangzi cleaned up from behind, and the street sweepers went to work, and Song De paid back the money."

"This is called benevolence and righteousness, but Dongzhu Li has countless lives."

"Isn't there a few bad money! If I have that money, I can too."

"Yeah, why don't you have that money?"

"I don't have a Zhuangzi, you give me a Zhuangzi, and I will do it."

"Others who have Zhuangzi can't reach the same level as Li Yi."

"That's someone stupid."

"If others are stupid, others can save a big Zhuangzi? If you are not stupid, why don't you have no Zhuangzi?"

"I won't talk to you anymore, you guy... you know that flattering others is bound to be impotent at home."

"Who is the old man flattering?" The old man was upset.

A little Si next to him came over and said to the old man: "Yao Xiang, are you still going up?"

"Don't go, go, go back to the palace." The old man glared at the person who had just spoken, and flicked his sleeve and left.

The surroundings were quiet until Yao Chong walked away. Everyone looked at the person who had just spoken and spread out automatically.

"Yao Xiang... and... there is meat stewed at home, so he must go back." The man said, covering his face with his sleeve, and ran away.

Yao Chong complained: "It's a big battle. Lijiazhuangzi is going for children, right? Who is it for? Isn't it just a few bad money? If the old man has that zhuangzi, he can also come to the old man."

Followers pretend that they have not heard, you are official, and you are reasonable.

The children rested for a while, recovered quickly, and were alive and kicking again, and lined up again to promote.

Propagating nursery rhymes and cannonballs has attracted countless people along the way, and some people have heard of it and ran over to see it from a place far away.

Song De started throwing cannons for takeout here. No one would buy fifty for one penny, and one penny for one hundred.

They felt that Song De was short-sighted, and anyone who shouted at the price would not directly buy a hundred, it would be the same money.

"Ms. Song, do you sell this cannonball? I will buy one for my grandson for two dollars." A man in his fifties asked a child with him.

"No, fifty are the least, and the children come over to buy and not sell." Song De resolutely refused.

The child cried wow, the old man begged Song De, Song De still shook his head, not looking at the child.

An ordinary four-wheeled carriage followed, slightly picking up the gap in the curtain and looking at it.

Seeing that someone from Xingqing Palace was going up to send it off, the person in the car said: "No, remember this baby, don't give it to him."

The people in the palace stopped suddenly and went to throw guns at the other children.

"Di Yi Yi is benevolent, because he is afraid that the poor are used to spending money with his children, so he set a hundred dollars to buy, and he is worried that the child will steal the money to buy it, so the child will come alone to buy it or not."

Li Longji, who ran out to follow the bustle in the car, was angry when he saw the man and his grandson.

Lamenting its misfortune, hating it indisputably.

"Uncle still knows how to teach dolls, don't look at the many good things for dolls, but never spoiled them." The Queen shook her head gently, not pitying the child.

This was the grandfather over there, and he began to coax his grandson to find other children who had thrown a cannon to buy it.

Li Longji gritted his teeth: "Go ahead with the arrangement, and today the kid won't be able to play cannonballs."

"San Lang, taking advantage of the New Year's Day, Pei Yaoqing has arranged for some people to perform on the show to promote the promotion."

Queen Wang felt that the nursery rhyme was good, so she told her all about it, saying that she was responsible for managing the harem.

On the other side of the political affairs hall, Yao Chong came in angrily.

"Yuanzhi's soy sauce didn't come back?" Lu Huaishen asked. Yao Chong said that he would go home to eat dumplings at night and go to heaven and earth to make soy sauce.

"Come on, Li Yimei, without the spine of a literati, brought out the little doll in Zhuangzi, fifteen four-wheeled carriages.

The five cars the children were riding in grew out of a section. It was called a beautiful one, and the horses were all the same color.

When you come down outside the Xingqing Palace, you call me Datang, in accordance with the sky, your majesty tells me to wear clothes. In Kaiyuan, Shengshizhuan, follow your majesty to eat to your full..."

Yao Chong worked hard to learn from the child's movements, and sang milkily.

After learning, he said angrily: "Not wanting face, too not wanting face."

"Hahahaha..." Zhang said and laughed: "Yao Xiang's voice really sounds a bit naive."

Lu Huaishen followed ha ha ha, and laughed: "Why do Yuan Zhi get angry? Li Yi is afraid that he has too many good things to be worried about, so he naturally asks to live, and he doesn't know that his third brother is your majesty."

"But this is too straightforward. I don't believe Li Yiwencai can't write better." Yao Chong sat down and drank water.

"More than a hundred babies, right? The lineup is beautiful?" Zhang said and imagined it in his mind.

When eating in the cafeteria, he saw a group of little guys wearing neat student uniforms, which gave people too much visual impact.

"Without waiting for tomorrow, the whole Chang'an will spread. He also took the opportunity to sell smashing guns, one for a penny, and listen to it, one penny is gone. Is gunpowder used to make money like this?"

Yao Chong said another thing that made him feel uncomfortable.

He knew that he would let the gunpowder workshop make it so that the children wouldn't get hurt when playing, but the workshop couldn't make it.

Obviously it was a piece of paper with a little medicine in it, and the two mud blocks made a sound as soon as they hit, and the workshop just said it was powerless.

Zhang said that he poured hot water for himself, holding the cup in both hands: "Yao Xiang wants to make money by throwing cannons and then buy things for the workshop?"

"Li Yi can sell, why can't others sell it? The old man can think that the cost of throwing a gun is not high, at least ten times the profit."

Yao Chong told the actual situation, it is such a high profit.

The more paper cannons, the better the technology, the more paper and paste are saved, and the cost is reduced.

After half an hour, someone ran in.

He entered Yao Chong's ‘office’ alone, and whispered: “Li Jiazhuang’s smashed cannons are sold out, and then they are taken directly from the shops and continue to sell.”

"Is there in other workshops?" Yao Chong put down his pen.

"They took the paper cannons to the ladies and ladies who had nothing to do, and they made mud blocks and wrapped them up. Fifty pieces were given a penny.

Every day the more can get more than 40 dollars, and the less can get 30 dollars. But the way those people get more money, they all say Li Yirenyi. "

The informant replied.

"Fart benevolence and righteousness, a little paper cannon, only fifty dollars will be paid, and the bulk of the money will be paid to him. Where is the benevolence and righteousness." Yao Chong counted this account.

"Thirty dollars a day, for other hard work, and some are inferior." This person spoke from another angle.

"Got it." Yao Chong picked up the pen again, and the man went out.

Yao Chong threw the pen aside again: "Paper cannon, paper cannon."

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