Chapter 451 Business opportunities are everywhere

Although Yang has served His Majesty Li Er in the palace for many years, due to her status as sister-in-law, she has never been given a title. She cannot call herself the palace, and others cannot call her empress, but can only call her wife.

Although Yang's youth has passed, her beauty has not diminished, and her beautiful face has not faded by half. It has added a hint of slightly mature charm, just like aged wine, which lasts for a long time.

Hearing this, Mrs. Yang pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Why do you need to be polite, Prime Minister? Who doesn't know that this famous Longjing tea is made by your son? The apartment is close to the water tower, so naturally he knows the way better than others."
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It’s that traitor again...

Fang Xuanling became more and more depressed, thinking that he was a dignified minister, Zuo Pushe, and Liang Guogong, with overwhelming power, but when he was mentioned, he was always mentioned as "Fang Er's father" instead of mentioning Fang Jun. It was time to say, "This is "Young Master Fang", this change in other people's attitudes was really difficult for Fang Xuanling to accept for a while.

He is happy with his son's achievements and has a successor, but also feels disappointed that his son's rise has caused others to ignore him. This feeling is really bitter and unclear for a father, and it is difficult to distinguish between sweet and sour...

Fang Xuanling could only smile bitterly and said: "Madam, you are ridiculous. I would like to ask, who in Chang'an city dares to influence me when it comes to the art of making tea? When I was at home, I really couldn't stand the effort of washing and brewing with water temperature and heat. Most of them just grab a handful of tea leaves, throw them into the tea bowl and drink them with hot water to quench their thirst.”

Yang heard what he said was interesting, smiled and said: "Then my son, don't you sigh that you waste everything and ruin his good tea?"

"Madam, I'm afraid she has misjudged that traitor. How could that kid have such a delicate mind? It is always said that the way to drink tea lies in the state of mind, not in the tea leaves, nor in the spring water. If the mind is calm and peaceful, it will be withered branches and leaves. It will be like sweet rain, but on the contrary, it will be like nectar and jade liquid, but it will also be bitter in the heart and have no taste at all. ”

His Majesty Li Er touched his palms and sighed: "I really didn't expect that Bang Chui was actually a truly elegant man. This insight alone is not something that ordinary people can understand or express. Just like everything goes smoothly, even a simple meal can be eaten. It’s so delicious, so full of sorrow, even the delicacies of mountains and seas can’t be swallowed.”

Yang poured tea for Fang Xuanling with her own hands and said sweetly: "It's so enviable for Fang Xuanling to have a son, which will be a great comfort for the rest of his life."

Fang Xuanling respectfully borrowed the tea, then without any courtesy, sat down next to His Majesty Li Er, but kept shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

Envious?

Not necessarily...

At the very least, the bastard's ability to not do his job is enough to give him a huge headache.

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At Lishan Farm, Fang Erlang began to neglect his duties again.

On the cutting board of the blacksmith shop, there is a pair of scissors...

Ancient people called scissors "dragon knife", also called scissors, reamers or reamers. The history is very long.

However, the shape of scissors before the Han Dynasty was different from that of later generations. There is no eye or fulcrum. It is just the two ends of an iron bar hammered into a knife shape and ground into a sharp edge. Then bend the iron bar so that the knife edges at both ends face each other. In this way, the scissors will open naturally when not in use; when in use, just press the blade to cut items.

It was not until the Han Dynasty that the shape of scissors changed, gradually approaching the appearance of modern scissors. However, there were still some differences in general. It did not conform to the principles of mechanics. It was not very convenient to use, and the iron quality was poor and the cutting edge was not enough. It is sharp, and it is very difficult for those weak and slender ladies in purdah to cut some heavy fabrics.

"Erlang, you want us to make scissors? How much is this gadget worth? The quality of the iron materials produced by our iron factory is getting better and better. I'm afraid we will lose money if we make scissors!" Wang Xiaoer frowned. The old face of bitterness and hatred kept shaking his head.

Although I have no doubts about my Erlang's ability to turn stone into gold, there is really no future for such a little thing that every household takes notice of...

"Uncle Wang, you don't understand this!" Fang Jun felt that it was necessary to popularize modern economic concepts to his illiterate family. "Don't underestimate these little things. Just because they are inconspicuous, every family needs them. Think about it, which household can live without a pair of scissors? There must be at least one pair. Those wealthy families must have them. A dozen or even dozens of scissors! If you think about it again, how many families in Chang'an City would buy a pair of scissors from us? "

Wang Xiaoer scratched his head and kicked the eldest disciple next to him: "Erlang is asking, how many families do you think there are in Chang'an City?"

The eldest disciple stammered for a long time, his face turned red from suppressing it, he stepped back a little, and asked the junior disciple next to him: "You are more alert than me, how many families do you think there are in Chang'an?"

The young apprentice also held it in for a long time, "Are there tens of thousands of households?"

Fang Jun is speechless...

"I am just making an analogy. Who asked you for the exact figures? I will tell you, don't underestimate these little things with needles and threads. It is true that these things are cheap, but the sales volume is large and the profit is high. It is not as good as those knives and guns. You earn less from swords and halberds!”

Xi Jun, who had been squatting behind Fang Jun, interrupted: "Is this what Mr. Hou often said about small profits but quick turnover?"

Fang Jun stretched out his thumb and gave Xi Jun some likes...

He is worthy of being a future famous general of the Tang Dynasty. His knowledge and understanding are much better than those of these illiterate people. That’s why we say that education is fundamental...

Wang Xiaoer, the head blacksmith, understood a little bit, but he was still a little confused: "But scissors are not difficult to make. There are so many scissors for sale all over the world. Why do people all buy our scissors?"

Fang Jun slapped his thigh: "Finally, I've asked a serious question! Why did you buy our scissors? There is only one reason, our scissors are so good!"

"What's so good about this?" Wang Xiaoer asked anxiously.

It seems that every time he talks to Erlang, he feels that he can't keep up with the rhythm, which makes him feel inferior...

Fang Jun picked up the pair of scissors and drew a pattern on the ground with the tip of the scissors. It looked similar to the scissors, and the shape was slightly different. Naturally, it was the style of scissors of later generations.

"You didn't see, these are my redesigned scissors. Compared with this old pair of scissors, it takes less effort to cut things! And you also said that the quality of our iron materials is the best in Guanzhong, so we will use the best The best scissors are made of iron materials, and naturally sell for the highest price! ”

Fang Jun was in high spirits and a little excited that he had come up with another way to make a lot of money...

However, Wang Xiaoer seemed to be pouring cold water on Fang Jun today.

The old man said with a sad face: "But if the price goes up, won't the sales volume go down? After all, most people are just ordinary people. If these scissors are sold at a high price, no matter how good they are, not many people will buy them... …”

"Humph, who told you that our scissors are based on quantity? Let me tell you, not everyone can afford the scissors produced in our workshop! Our main customers are those wealthy and wealthy women. The young lady in the shop must have exquisite workmanship, high-quality iron materials, sharp edges, and high prices. There are always three words: high-end, grand, and high-end! br>

Fang Jun was very proud. This was the high-end marketing of later generations. This era also has this concept, but probably no one would use such a sophisticated trick on a pair of humble scissors...

The eldest disciple next to Wang Xiaoer pointed his fingers and calculated for a long time before he said: "Erlang, what you are talking about is not three words, high-end, grand, high-end, these are six words..."

Xi Jun burst out laughing after buying it.

Fang Jun looked at Wang Xiaoer speechlessly, with a look of admiration on his face: "Uncle Wang, I have to express my admiration for you. It's great that you can live such a long life after taking on such a disciple and not be angry to death early." ”

"Hahaha." Wang Xiaoer didn't take it for granted, and raised his hand to touch the eldest apprentice's head. He was in his thirties, and he smiled innocently when being touched by his master like a child.

"Our apprentice is a little short-sighted, but that's why he is sincere! In these days, it is harder to find a sincere person than to find a thousand-mile horse! Although this boy is a little stupid, he is single-minded. In this whole blacksmith shop, except for the old man, he has the best craftsmanship!”

Fang Jun was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that he would actually give the same vivid ideological education lessons to every illiterate person who lived more than a thousand years ago.

This makes sense!

Or maybe it’s just such stupid people who don’t have so many tricks, and can be pure and kind to others!

Fang Jun patted his eldest apprentice on the shoulder and praised: "Well done, your old master has only a few days left to live. When he dies, you will be the head of the blacksmith shop!"

The eldest disciple scratched his head and smiled innocently.

But Wang Xiaoer was so angry that he rolled his eyes and kicked his eldest apprentice hard: "You coward, are you looking forward to my early death? You are a heartless bastard..."

The eldest apprentice was startled and quickly said sincerely: "How can this be possible, master? I hope you can live a thousand years..."

"Poof"

Fang Jun and Xi Jun burst out laughing when they bought it. This is a saying passed down from their ancestors.

Wang Xiaoer himself laughed angrily and kicked him again... (End of Chapter)