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Chapter 37: A Heroine Fighting for Justice Cheng Chumo

 Chapter 37 Cheng Chumo, a knight-errant

Zhang Yang sneered: "Did I just say something?"

Li Tai pointed at Zhang Yang and said, "You spoke, and I obviously heard you. You said sandwich bread."

Zhang Yang frowned and looked at Li Tai and said, "Your Highness, King Wei, you must be hearing hallucinations."

Li Tai raised his chin and said with some arrogance: "I will come to see you tomorrow."

With a long sigh of emotion, Zhang Yang said: "That's too unfortunate, I might get sick tomorrow."

The little fat man still hugged the two beggar chickens and left, as if he had not heard these words.

Li Tai was still unconvinced, holding two beggar's chickens that were still warm, and he was actually conquered by the two beggar's chickens.

So disappointing!

Li Tai tore off a chicken leg while walking and gnawed it fiercely, with murderous eyes in his eyes, trying to kill someone with his eyes.



Why bother looking at Li Tai's back and saying, "This is the prince."

Ding Liu also lamented: "It's not appropriate for us to offend King Wei for three chickens."

"Did I offend him?"

"There's none?"

Advertising is not difficult to deal with. The first thing is word of mouth.

Asking for help is a very good way,

However, the ancients were very particular about credibility. If the result of the entrustment is not good, you will inevitably suffer from it.

In the earliest days, information dissemination relied on street signs.

When people walk, they will have a certain impression after seeing the street signs. Even if the impression is not very deep, they will remember it when they need it.

What's more, it's brainwashing propaganda.

After thinking for a long time, Zhang Yang started to make billboards and wrote on one billboard: It only costs thirteen coins to eat well! Don't suffer, don't be fooled, the king of Wei is now the spokesperson.

"Um!"

After finishing writing, Zhang Yang nodded with satisfaction.

"Ding Liu!"

Zhang Yang's shout brought him back to his senses. Ding Liu quickly stood up and said, "What's wrong with little brother Zhang?"

"Make more signs like this and insert them along the road from Chang'an City to here to look like road signs. The road signs point to our store."

"okay!"

Ding Liu just did it.

Why should he be a man of few words?

Compared to He Bei, Ding Liu is the kind of person who is relatively honest.

You can only know the effect of advertising by trying it.

Zhang Yang was thinking: "How many days are left until the autumn hunt?"

"There are three days left, usually during the Beginning of Autumn, when people come back to Lishan Mountain to hunt."

The most critical place to open this store is Qiuxie.

That was also the time when the number of people in Lishan was the largest.

"But the troops of the Wei Mansion have been mobilized recently, and those who come to Lishan to hunt are the powerful."

"The rich and powerful's money is the most valuable. When the time comes, go to Chang'an City to buy more pork and chicken, and prepare more ingredients."

“What should I do if I buy too much and can’t finish it?”

"Make bacon!"



When I got home, it was already dusk.

Zhang Yang took out a bunch of money and said, "I made a lot of money today."

Li Yue borrowed money and asked curiously: "Can you make the same amount of money in one day?"

Sitting comfortably on the rocking chair, Zhang Yang stretched his limbs and said, "Guanzhong people are simple and enthusiastic. I feel that we are not far away from becoming well-off."

Li Yue put the money away and asked in a low voice: "Did you meet a fool again today?"

"That fool took three beggar's chickens from me and paid me a lot of money. He was so enthusiastic. If I didn't take the money, I feel like I would be sorry for my conscience."

Seeing Zhang Yang say these words, he seemed to take it for granted.

Li Yue suppressed a smile and said: "If you always have three chickens for money, your conscience should not be there."

The small garden has been tidied up again.

Zhang Yang looked at the small garden in the yard and felt an urge to plow the garden and plant vegetables.

"Don't touch my garden!"

Li Yue said.

Too much tacit understanding between husband and wife is not a good thing.

Zhang Yang got up distressedly and went to cook.

Dinner for the two of them was very simple, a pot of braised pork and a pot of fried wild vegetables.

Li Yue prefers to eat stir-fried vegetables.

While eating, Li Yue said, "Aunt Wang said something interesting today."

"What's up?"

Li Yue swallowed her food, stopped her chopsticks, and said, "General Cheng Yaojin's son Cheng Chumo doesn't know what's going on recently, and he wants to go out with a group of troops to make a living."

Zhang Yang frowned and said, "Is there still such a thing?"

"Um!"

Li Yue nodded vigorously, "He said that he knew a man named Lu Zhishen who wanted to live the same life as Lu Zhishen, and he was happy with his grudges."

"Really? A happy enmity?"

"yes."

While Li Yue was telling the story, she picked up the stir-fried vegetables and put them into her mouth to eat. She was sitting on a chair, her legs dangling without touching the ground.

"Then what?"

Li Yue continued: "General Cheng Yaojin will definitely not agree. He said that now that the world is at peace, why should he be a good man in the forest? He will live as long as possible and go back. Let him stay in Chang'an. Cheng Chumo first refused to obey his father's arrangements.

, and then he was beaten badly by his father."

"Then...did Cheng Chumo say anything else?"

Li Yue thought thoughtfully and said: "I also heard Aunt Wang say that although Cheng Chumo can't leave Chang'an to become a hero, he now leads people around Chang'an all day long. Whenever he sees someone doing bad things, he will beat them up.

There is no need for the government to take action."

(End of chapter)


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