"Dad, this thing is not just about cooperation. The main reason is that I don't have money."

Cheng Chumo looked at the old man in disbelief. He really couldn't figure out which link had gone wrong.

How could the old man change so much all of a sudden?

"As long as you don't do sneaky things, will I beat you?"

"Now I finally know how to do something serious. I'm finally a little more mature."

"You don't have to worry about the money. You must get the contract for this project back."

Regarding his rudeness just now, Cheng Yaojin directly filtered it out.

At this time, he was constantly thinking about how such a good thing could happen to this silly boy.

In any case, before the contract is signed.

Anything can go wrong.

"As long as there is money, I will take care of this matter. I guarantee that I will make money."

The old man actually agreed to give him money. Cheng Chumo was overjoyed and quickly climbed up on the ground, patting his chest as a promise.

"Nothing big or small, believe it or not, I will whip you."

If you give him some sunshine, he will shine brightly. Cheng Yaojin raised his palm again, pretending to hit someone.

"I'm sorry, Dad, I was wrong, please don't hit me."

Cheng Chumo wished he could give himself a slap in the face, and he almost suffered another unreasonable disaster by saying something in front of the old man.

"Little bastard, I am willing to give you money for this cooperation, but I have a condition, 50% of the profit, I want 40%, and you will share 10%. Is there any problem?"

Such a good thing should belong to Cheng Mansion, not to this bastard alone.

After thinking about it, he decided to leave 10% to the boy. Otherwise, he was really afraid that the boy would not pay attention to his work.

"No... no problem."

Cheng Chumo wanted to say no, but after seeing the old man's eyes, he gave in.

"Well, by the way, does that guy know your identity?"

Suddenly, Cheng Yaojin asked. He did not want his identity with His Majesty to be exposed because of his son's matter.

"He didn't know my identity. I told them that my name was Xiao Mo."

I really don’t understand the meaning of the old man’s words, but I just wanted to prevent any gap between them.

This time, he really took the initiative to conceal his identity.

"Well, that's right. You still have some brains. Remember, you must not let the other party know your identity. Otherwise, such good things will not happen in the future."

Fortunately, this guy is quite energetic, otherwise, this cooperation might have been ruined.

"Old man, do you know that young master?"

Cheng Chumo finally understood what the problem was.

Just now he had an attitude of wanting to fight or kill him, but after learning the young master's name, everything changed.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Just do business with him. Also, put away your frivolous behavior. If you mess up the business, I will never let you off lightly!"

Cheng Yaojin glared at his son fiercely. How could he tell others casually about his relationship with His Majesty and that boy?

"Yes yes yes!"

Cheng Chumo shrank his neck subconsciously and did not dare to ask another question.

It's just that I am more curious about the identity of that young master.

In the end, Cheng Chumo happily came to Mu Jiuge's home with the money.

He remembered it clearly in order to avoid any accidents.

Therefore, it is important to sign the contract as soon as possible.

"Sir, since the cooperation has been agreed upon, do you have any good suggestions?"

"To be honest, this is my first time doing business. I really don't have any good ideas. I hope you can give me some advice."

Cheng Chumo kept his posture very low. He finally understood that the young master in front of him was definitely not someone he could offend.

"This is very simple. Just place a random shop on a busy street in Chang'an City, knock it down, and rebuild it with red bricks."

Among the brick houses in the entire Tang Dynasty, there is only one here now.

Although people outside were very curious about this, no one took the initiative to come in and ask.

But building a shop is different. After the construction is completed, it will naturally attract many people.

"Sir, I don't understand what you mean."

Cheng Chumo scratched his head, full of confusion. To tear it down and rebuild it was like taking off his pants and farting, and wasting the effort twice.

"This shop will be your base in the future. The reason why it needs to be renovated is to advertise your products."

"Let more people in Chang'an City see the benefits of brick and tile houses and take the initiative to visit their homes to discuss business, instead of you taking people out to promote it."

Mu Jiuge was very doubtful. With such a mind, how did he get the money? He couldn't have stolen it at home again.

"I see, I understand. Thank you for your advice."

After hearing this explanation, Cheng Chumo smiled. It turned out that there were so many things hidden in the rebuilding of the shop.

"Xiao Mo, if anything happens from now on, you can go directly to Rengui."

Xue Rengui has already learned how to build earthen kilns, bake bricks, and build houses, and he can be a good hands-off shopkeeper.

"good."

Cheng Chumo agreed very simply. In comparison, he was more willing to deal with Xue Rengui.

…

It seems to be late autumn.

It won't be long before winter will come.

Looking at the paper on the window, Mu Jiuge fell into deep thought.

If you spend the winter like this, you may get frozen.

I remember that when I was in school, I seemed to have seen how glass was made.

I just don't know if it's that simple to operate.

Now that he thinks of this, he will start researching it. No matter whether it succeeds or not, there is always no harm in trying.

In case it succeeds.

Then wouldn’t it be another way to make a fortune?

During the Tang Dynasty, there was no glass at all, only colored glaze, and it was extremely expensive.

Before there was a large amount of glass promotion, he would definitely be able to make a lot of money.

After carefully sifting out some fine sand, Mu Jiuge turned his attention to the earthen kiln.

I don't know if the temperature inside can meet the requirements for making glass.

Several times in succession, they all ended in failure.

Not only was Mu Jiuge not depressed, but his fighting spirit became even higher.

I put all my energy into researching glass.

I don’t know how many times I failed, but the fine sand in the container finally changed slightly and turned into a crystal.

Although it is not crystal clear, it is full of turbidity inside.

But this made Mu Jiuge happy, at least he was on the road to success.

And he recorded all these experiences.

He has always believed that a good memory is worse than a bad writing.

Three days passed like this, and Mu Jiuge had big dark circles under his eyes and his hair was disheveled.

But his eyes were full of joy.

He succeeded. Although he only made a poor-quality glass, he was very excited.

"Sir, is this a glass lamp?"

At this moment, Cheng Chumo walked over with a bleak look on his face. After seeing the glass, his eyes shone with a strange light.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you."

After stretching a lot, I felt tired.
Chapter completed!