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Chapter 205 Mentality of Death

"Do you remember that I sent two fans to Tianzhu before?"

The two Aisha's fellow villagers were found by Wang Rong before. Because they helped Li Chongrun with some help, they also obtained two official positions in the royal palace.

"Remember, you asked them to go to Tianzhu to find something."

Li Chongrun shook the wallet hanging around his waist. Recently, it is popular in Yangzhou to hang the wallet around his waist. Although there are various embroidery materials with outstanding embroidery skills, it is in the process of being an ammunition bag from the factory guards.

The top of the money bag discrimination chain is always the gray cloth bag sewn with white stacked cloth hand-sewn by female workers from tenant battalions.

"White folds, or cotton, are native to Tianzhu. Since Hou Jun Ji and Gaochang introduced this product, they have only been planted in the four towns of Anxi, so the price is very expensive."

"Are you going to find some seeds to plant cotton?" Wang Rong has been exposed to these high-end gameplay, and has no longer cared about these industries: "These are all hard-earned money, so where can you make money quickly when opening a silver account?"

Seeing that Wang Rong seemed to be blinded by the huge amount of money recently, Li Chongrun could only knock on her indirectly: "Of course it's not to expect these money to make money, but I want to experiment here, how to be in this place.

Re-living the cotton.”

"So what can I do with a job? Can you still wear this white bunch of cloth all over the world?"

"Why can't?" Li Chongrun smiled at Wang Rong in a very profound and unfathomable way, and was very confident: "Each male man in Yangzhou is 10 acres of Yongye Field, most of which are used to grow mulberry trees and silkworms. If only two acres are needed to plant

Cotton is enough for rent paid, so the remaining ten acres can save farming?"

"What are we doing in farming? We don't lack food." Wang Rong didn't follow Li Chongrun's thoughts, and felt that her prince didn't seem as calm as usual today. She seemed to have a broken mind, so she reached out and touched his forehead.

.

Fortunately, it's not hot, it probably caused the fever to burn my brain.

"We don't lack food. There are many places in the world who lack food. If there is too much food produced in the world, there will naturally be fewer people who starve to death."

Li Chongrun patted Gongsun Lan's hand and signaled her to help her stand up. "I have a huge plan, which requires a lot of food, a lot of clothes, and a lot of money."

"And those 20,000 acres of mountain land are a very important part of the plan. If cotton can be planted successfully, my plan will begin."

"What's wrong with you today. On weekdays, you look like a useless prince who is waiting to die. Although you have some skills, you still have to use your princess to urge him to move with a whip before changing. Such an ambitious look is not in line with you.

The style of painting.”

Li Chongrun complained too much, and Wang Rong didn't know where she should start complaining about him for a while.

"I have always had this plan, but there were too many things before, and I was busy surviving the chaos of the government, and I never had the chance to start. Xue Huaiyi finally died, and we didn't have so many concerns for a while.

Have time to do what you always want to do.”

"What the hell do you want to do? It's so mysterious? Do you want to be an emperor?"

Although he had been with Li Chongrun for a long time, it was the first time that Wang Rong heard Li Chongrun express her ambitions directly, and she couldn't help but be curious.

Li Chongrun smiled, but did not say it directly, but pointed to something covered with white cloth on the side, signaling Gongsun Lan to help him go over. On the way, he also recited a ritual to Wang Rong: "A journey of the great way is the world for the public." , choose virtuous and capable, and be faithful and harmonious. The old friend does not only love his relatives, but also his sons, so that the elderly can have some things to do, and the young can have some things to do, and the young can have some things to do, and those who are proud, poor, lonely, lonely, and disabled, all are There is something to support. Men have a share, women have a return. If you hate them and abandon them on the ground, you don’t have to hide them in yourself; if you hate them and do not come out of your body, you don’t have to do it for yourself. Therefore, if you plan to stop and do not prosper, you will steal and thieves. But not doing it, so if you don’t stay outside, it’s called Datong.”

"Those who have this kind of thinking are either saints or madmen. You can't even have any saints when eating pots and basins, so you'd blow up your brain before." Wang Rong's answer was simple and straightforward.

"You are, you have to have some dreams." Li Chongrun did not refute Wang Rong's intention, but changed his direction: "Looking at Your Majesty's physique, you should not die for a while. It's not my grandson's turn to fight for the throne. There are naturally troubles to my aunts in the heads of the generation. This is a rare window period, what a good opportunity for development.”

Li Chongrun naturally would not tell Wang Rong that he had known his trash father for a long time and would not take long to go back to Luoyang to sit in the position of the prince. With Shangguan Wan'er and Princess Taiping, as long as he saw Li Longji to death, He can still be in the position of a prince who is scattered and waiting to die for many years.

Asked by Gongsun Lan to support him, Li Chongrun slowly pulled off the white cloth covering the thing. Under it was a huge piece of light green glass, which stood tilted on a shelf made of wooden strips, and a carefully pounded piece on the back. The silver foil that comes out is successful, just wait for a large lacquer and a huge mirror on the back.

In front of the mirror, pretending to make a few gestures that His Majesty often made. Li Chongrun felt that he really didn't have the aura of the Nine Five Lord: "There is no such thing as the emperor's position? Whoever loves to do it, I just want to make the world People can eat more and wear warmer, so that the territory of our Tang Dynasty will be expanded a little more, of course, by the way, we can live a more relaxed life by ourselves."

Through the mirror that was clearly visible, looking at Wang Rong who was rolling her eyes at her side: "If you are so anxious to be the queen, I can consider fighting."

"Who is in a hurry to be the queen? Alas, no, who wants to marry you, a lunatic! I would like to advise you to stop this saint's idea as soon as possible." Although Li Chongrun's inexplicable mouth turned red, Wang Rong was still not fooled by Li Chongrun and some big cakes. "If I were the emperor, the first thing I did when I went on stage was to kill you, the fool who invited people to win the hearts."

"So I said that it is the window of our development recently. In a few years, when His Majesty really starts to consider who should succeed the emperor, it is serious to develop us into being unable to be killed by others. .”

"Then you need a lot of money and a lot of people who listen to you."

"With you money, obedient people can only count on building schools. However, this lofty ideal must start with letting the people of the world eat and wear warm clothes."

Seeing that Li Chongrun seemed to be very obsessed with this plan of dying, Wang Rong turned her head and bowed without being moved, but still expressed her deep contempt for the idealists, including but not limited to rolling her eyes and expressing contempt in her mouth. "Then why are you making this mirror?"

"Make money, this is glass. How much do you think those rich people have to pay to buy such a large piece of glass?"

"How much money can you get? At most, it's just a matter of minting a few silver dollars." Wang Rong saw the American imperial rule of making money, so she naturally looked down on Li Chongrun's ** mentality of doing business.

"The rich people in the world will build a cellar when they have money. I have told you many times that money can only be called money when it flows, but if it doesn't flow, it can only be called copper. Before you look at Buddhism, you can see

After earning so much money, it is so good that it has been made to turn copper coins into tiles. In addition to making money shortages in the world, is there some benefit?"

I briefly talked about the principles of economics. In fact, Li Chongrun had talked about these things a long time ago when he was chatting with Wang Rong. "I was just thinking of some ways to spend more money in the world, so that it would not be ruined.

There are bugs in the field."

After drawing a little bit, Li Chongrun took a brush from the side and drew the glass into three pieces: "I don't know if the diamond knife they made before was made. If it is made, divide the mirror into four pieces, the largest

I will send it to His Majesty one piece, and the middle piece is brought to Yubi by the merchants of Linyi, and the smallest piece is sent to the aunt and His Highness the Princess.”

"I'm asking the emperor to advertise for you again. Are you not tired of using this trick?" Wang Rong has been with Li Chongrun for a long time, so she naturally knows what he is trying to do.

"There is no way. Who has let the richest and powerful people in our court wander around His Majesty? We naturally have to start picking up the rich. How much can the poor earn money?"

When talking about money, Li Chongrun's expression was completely gone without the saint who was the saint who was the king of the world just now. Instead, he looked like a landlord and a slave to protect the money.

Wang Rong looked silently from the side, wondering which one of the fat guys like saints and Li Chongrun, who smiled like a poor scholar who had picked up money, was the real one.


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