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Chapter 73—Consideration

The world is complicated, and some people act hurriedly without careful consideration. There is no careful arrangement in advance and no proper measures are taken in the event. If something goes wrong, they will be caught off guard. They can only get a reputation for rash actions and finally accept the consequences of doing so.

Such a thing is strictly forbidden among Northwestern Polytechnic students.

In many cases, Northwestern Polytechnic prefers not to be aggressive, or absolutely not to do what it seeks in wealth and insurance.

Huo went to sick to do things, only asked where the enemy was, and then led the army to kill, and finally won.

This is obviously inappropriate, but he can win every time.

Cao Xiang is much safer in doing things, but he will look at his uncle's complexion every time before doing things. If his uncle's complexion is good, even if he does something terribly wrong, he will be beaten up in the end.

Therefore, his success rate in doing things is very high.

With these two jewels in front, Yun Lang felt he had to think clearly before doing things. He didn't think he had the luck to get sick, nor did Cao Xiang's uncle who could help him with everything.

For the Qiang people, Yun Lang has been planning for a long time, but now is the time to harvest the fruit. Autumn is here, and the fruit should be picked.

The Qiang people are simple, while the Qiang people are cunning and fierce.

Yun Lang doesn't like those cunning people. Such people are very troublesome to deal with. Those relatively simple people and herdsmen, Yun Lang likes it very much.

A dirty, blind-eyed child wore a rotten sheepskin jacket with open bottoms touting the herbs he had collected.

However, it hit the wall everywhere.

The first Zhan Jianyun Lang's eyes fell on the child, and he quickly explained: "It's a good thing, Cynomorium and Guben Peiyuan's good things. The problem is that the child is too dirty, and no one wants to take care of it."

Yun Lang smiled and said: "The purpose of letting you do business is not to make money, but to make all the goods of all people circulate.

The poorer the people, the more you should accept them. To be precise, what I let you do is poor business. "

The first Zhan shivered, and hurriedly came to the anxious teenager to wait for him to speak. The teenager raised the Cynomorium in his arms and said with tears: "This is a good thing ... … "

The first Zhan looked back at Yun Lang and found that he was staring at him, and he quickly took the teenager's hand and said: "It is indeed a good thing, what do you want to change?"

"linen!"

The teenager answered very simply.

The first Zhan watched some small reptiles climb up his arm along the teenager's arm, resisting the discomfort, and continued to laugh: "Yes, you want the burlap, pick it yourself."

The young man was overjoyed, and threw the Cynomorium in his arms into the arms of the first Zhan. He came to the pile of the first Zhan in two or two steps and looked at the colorful sackcloth. I didn't know which one to choose.

The first Zhan finally cleaned the lice on his arm, quickly threw Cynomorium to his buddy, put on a smiley face, and came to the front of the goods.

He patted the sackcloth pile with his fat palm and smiled, "Which one do you want?"

"I ..." The young man's eyes are not enough, every kind of sackcloth is very beautiful, and there are many kinds of sackcloth.

The first one, Zhan Hehe, smiled and took a blue sack from the pile of sacks and placed it out of the reach of the youngsters, saying: "This is very good. When weaving, use enough materials to keep warm and thick, which is best for you. Now. "

The joyful tongue of the teenager was spit out, his eyes widened and the fat man in front of him continued to speak.

"Two feet!" The first Zhan looked again at Cynomorium brought by the young man and gritted his teeth.

This is already the most loss-making business he has done in Dustone.

The young Qiang people's eyes were a little bleak, and they were disappointed when they saw the two feet of fabric that Zhan asked the guy to pull out.

What can two feet of fabric do?

I can't make a pair of pants. I think it's enough to make a pair of pants.

Looking at the **** and eggs of the Qiang young boy, the first Zhan gave another step and decided to give this young boy three feet of cloth, which could shame anyway.

The boy's eyes were bright, and his head was like a chicken pecking rice.

The first place Zhan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't care about the two-foot-two cloth. He was afraid that Yun Lang would let him do business according to this standard.

Looking back carefully at Yunlang, he found that Mu Shou's face was still ugly. The first Zhan thought of pulling off the six-foot cloth. After folding it, he stuffed it with the Qiang young man. He just wanted to dismiss this as soon as possible. Little plague.

Standing next to Yun Lang again, I heard Yun Lang's faint saying: "Even if you make money for rich people, you can earn as much as you want. For those who are not well-dressed, you'd better let them have a shirt to shame. "

The first place Zhan embarrassed said: "Here are more poor people, less rich people."

Yun Lang said with a chuckle: "If you do this, you will gain something. This is the only reason why you can take a foothold in Liangzhou."

The first place Zhan sighed: "Why don't the pastoral guard gather the people's hearts?"

Yun Lang smiled and said, "If you do it, it means that I am doing it."

After finishing his speech, he pointed to a large group of young men and women with all kinds of sour faces, saying to the first Zhan: "Go do things!"

The first Zhan stared in horror at a crowd of people, and when Yun Lang walked away, he shouted to the guys with a crying cry: "Three feet, three feet, no more."

Xia Houjing sat quietly on a blanket, filled with books in front of him.

Liang Zan knelt behind Xia Houjing very well.

Their mentors and apprentices have been sitting here for a long time, and the signboard has enrolled students, but no one came.

Liang Zan sighed when he saw that the stall selling naan was surrounded by water, and whispered to the gentleman, "The Qiang people are stupid, and they don't know what to learn. It is not a long-term plan for him to work so hard."

Xia Houjing said with a bitter smile: "Because the teacher originally thought that Qiang people are not literate, once they have the opportunity to read literacy, they will certainly be overwhelmed. Who knows, it will be like this."

Liang Zan smiled and said, "Mr. This is to sell shoes to people who don't wear shoes. Learning is a good thing, but it requires these ignorant people to know the preciousness of learning."

"What do you do?"

Liang Zan said with a smile: "If the mountain doesn't come, I'll be the mountain. Since the Qiang people only know how to eat and sleep, let's start from this point.

The disciple just discovered that the stalls of the first family were all young men and women of the right age. The sir might as well start from them, and there should be gains. "

Xia Hou Jing deeply believed that he was a person who sat up and walked, holding a book in his hand, came to the young man who looked at the first Zhan like a quail, and said to a young man with a pair of smart eyes: "You Willing to go to school? "

The young Qiang people widened their eyes and did not understand what Xia Houjing said.

Xia Houjing laughed at himself, and continued: "If you are willing to follow me to school, you have meals every day, would you be willing?"

The young Qiang people's eyes showed a strong sense of ridicule.

Mr. Liang Zanjian saw that he was in an awkward situation and came over and said directly: "My family is going to recruit servants. Who wants to come?"

As soon as the words fell, their apprentices were overwhelmed by the crowd.

The first Zhan sighed regretfully. These days, he has thought of many ways to send Tian's descendants to Xia Houjing's door to study. Every time he was rejected by Xia Houjing.

Until now, he could not understand why the Xiahoujing generation of Confucian scholars would rather teach Qiang people ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ than to teach their Han children.

Dongfang Shuo watched Xia Houjing as an old hen and took a group of chicks to a distance, very envious.

Sima Qian naturally knows what his old friends are thinking, pointing at the far away Xiahou Jing said: "If you are willing to work hard here for ten years, you will also have great achievements."

Dongfang Shuo shook his head and said, "I can't calm down, and I can't eat these hardships."

Sima Qian shrugged his shoulders and said, "Since this is the case, you should not envy the fact that all the disciples of Liangzhou are from Xiahou Jing's seat."

Dongfang Shuo laughed: "If you want to do big things, you must first work hard and work hard for your muscles and bones. I have a terrible nature and can't do these things.

I'm just weird. Does Northwestern Polytechnic need to expand? Why would he give up such a good opportunity? "

Huo Guang, who is using the printed Huo Guang in the household register, raised his head and looked away. Xia Houjing said disdainfully: "Northwestern Polytechnic is a towering sycamore. I am too crowded when the phoenix falls. What do you want so many sparrows to do?"