"See Childe!"

Gong Yihong took a few steps forward and made a cumbersome ancient gift to Wang Zhe, which was simply the Mo family

"Mr. Gongyi is polite, please take a seat!" Wang Zhe hurriedly said, although he didn't know much about the etiquette of the public loser, but he was extremely useful, it was an ancient etiquette! Usually you can see any of them.

"Thank you, Childe!"

Gong Yihong unceremoniously sat under Wang Zhe, as the head of the public loser, of course, Gong Yihong's status does not have to be submissive in front of Wang Zhe.

"Mr. Gongyi has been fine recently, and he can still adapt to Chang'an City!" Wang Zhe asked warmly, he couldn't see the appearance of being arrogant in front of a few shopkeepers just now, and instantly restored the appearance of a well-educated son.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Gong Yihong has been really eye-opening in Chang'an City these days, and I have gained a lot from communicating with the masters of Chang'an City in recent days!" Gong Yihong sighed.

As the imperial capital, Chang'an City has gathered a lot of skilled craftsmen, and there are countless capable people, each with their own strengths.

In addition, during this period of time, Mo Jiazi's ability to turn over clouds and rain opened his eyes, coupled with the various legendary events of Mo Jiazi before, the idea of easily defeating Mo Dun has long been gone.

In the past few days, Gongyi Hong has endured the pain of teaching some of the carpentry skills that have been secretly passed down by the Gongyi family for thousands of years, so that he can gain a firm foothold in Chang'an City.

"Mr. Gongyi, I wonder what has been done to your Excellency?" Wang Zhe asked eagerly.

"Fortunately, I didn't lose my life!" Gong Yihong said proudly.

Stretching out his hand, the public loss wheel suddenly led several children of the public loss family to bring in a few pots of different sizes.

"Head of the house!" The public loses the wheel saluting.

"Swing it out and put it here!" Gong Yihong nodded.

The public loser wheel led the children of the public loser, and laid out a few pots one by one in front of everyone.

"This is a wok?" Wang Ningcheng was pleasantly surprised, he actually had a feeling of crying with joy, he had been looking forward to this wok for too long, if there was no wok, Sun Yangzheng's store would really go out of business.

"Yes!" Gong Yihong said proudly.

Wang Ningcheng hurriedly stepped forward, carefully looked at the wok cast by the public loser, picked it up and weighed it, and couldn't help frowning: "Mr. Gongyi, the wok you cast seems to be a little heavy!" ”

Although Wang Ningcheng has never used the wok in Mojia Village, he has already heard of the Mojia wok, which is as thin as a cicada's wings, and it is easy to copy the pot with one hand.

And the wok in front of you is at least about thirty percent heavier than the Mo family's wok wok , don't look at this extra thirty percent of the weight, you must know that the chefs of various restaurants, the dishes to be fried every day are not a small number, and they are so heavy, it can double the burden on the chef!

"This shopkeeper is indeed as discerning as a torch, the wok in front of him is indeed heavier than the Mo wok, the Mo family technology is indeed unique, like the Mo family wok, a light and thin wok, the public loser can also make it, but it is easy to break, and it will not be used for a long time." Gong Yihong frowned.

"It's okay if you don't use it for a long time, it's a big deal to prepare some more pots for backup!" Wang Zhe waved his hand and said, now is not the time for Sun Yangzhengdian to urgently need a wok, not the time to care about these, as long as something that is not from the Mo family enters the Wang family, it is not a big deal to spend more iron.

"Uh-uh! That's what the young master said. Wang Ningcheng was suddenly choked to death! I had to obey the order, but when I thought about the scene when the back kitchen of Sun Yangzheng's store was stir-frying, the pots were bad one after another, and I couldn't help but shudder.

"Young master, the Gongyi family has already restored the wok as soon as they arrived in Chang'an City, although it is a little flawed, I believe that over time, it will be able to create a wok that is not inferior to the Mo family." Wang Zhi hurriedly said.

"What Wang Zhi's shopkeeper said is that there is only one step left! Please believe in the strength of the public loser, and over time, he will be able to create a wok, which is as thin as a cicada's wings. Gong Yihong said proudly.

"We naturally believe in the strength of the public loser, and in the future, the horseshoe of Wang's horse company will be entrusted to the public loser!" Wang Zhi said.

"Wang Zhi's shopkeeper rest assured! Sure to make you satisfied! Gong Yihong got another unexpected business, and said happily.

"Villain!" Wang Ningcheng couldn't help but grit his teeth. You are a horseshoe when a wok! You can make it with a blacksmith!

"Everything has Mr. Lao Gonglosing." Wang Zhe nodded and said.

It has only been more than half a month since the public loser came to Chang'an City, and he has already solved two troubles for the Wang family, at least he doesn't have to look at the Mo family's face anymore. Moreover, although the craftsmanship of the public loser is a little worse than that of the Mo family, it is much stronger than other craftsmen.

"By the way, the Wang family is still in trouble right now, and I ask Mr. Gongyi to help!" Wang Zhe said politely.

"Prince Wang, please speak!" The public loses the Hongzheng color road.

Wang Zhe told in detail the dispute between the fine salt of the Wang family Yuncheng and the snow salt of the Mo family, of course, the process of narration beautified a lot, and he regarded himself as the weak party of justice.

"What does Childe mean?" Gong Yihong asked.

"As long as the public loser can develop a method for refining coarse salt to purify snow salt, my Wang family is willing to use thousands of dollars to buy it!" Wang Zhe reported a staggering figure.

"Wanguan!" Gong Yihong exclaimed, even when the public loser was the most powerful, he had never seen how many 10,000 runs, let alone now, which has fallen to the extreme.

Wang Zhi and the three of them were also shocked, they didn't expect that since Wang Zhe was so generous, he would be generous as soon as he made a move.

Among the three, only the salt shop Wang Dong is not surprised, he has been in charge of the salt shop for many years, of course he knows how profitable the salt industry is, the Wang family started with the salt industry, in addition to Yuncheng fine salt, but also controls a lot of salt fields to produce coarse salt, if they can turn coarse salt into snow salt, it is a lot of wealth, when the time comes, Wanguan money is simply not worth mentioning.

The Wang family can really get the production method of Mojia snow salt, and the fault of losing the market by himself is nothing at all, thinking of this, Wang Dong can't help but eagerly look at the public loss Hong, whether he can turn over depends on the public loss Hong.

"Not bad! As long as the public loser can crack the method of making snow salt, he can get ten thousand yuan of money," Wang Zhe affirmed.

"Childe is too high to think of the loser." Gong Yihong smiled bitterly.

"Why is Mr. Gong Lose unwilling to help." Wang Zhe said unhappily.

Gong Yihong waved his hand and said: "The public loser just came to Chang'an City, but he received the favor of the prince Wang, and the public loser is not a person who knows how to repay his kindness, how can he not be willing to help?" ”

"What ...... Mr. Gongyi?" Wang Dong asked eagerly. This is about his future.

"Ah Lun, hand the things to Wang Gongzi!" Gong Yihong waved his hand, and the public loss wheel on the side stepped forward and handed a jar to Wang Zhe.

"Is this snow salt?" Wang Zhe stretched out his hand to open the jar and saw the crystal clear big salt grains inside, all white and bright.

"Really?" Wang Dong was excited, and hurriedly stepped forward to see the snow-white salt grains in the jar.

"No, the Mo family's snow salt is much finer than this?" Wang Dong frowned, regardless of the image, he took out a few large salt grains from the salt jar, put them in his mouth and tasted them.

"Phew!" The bitter salty taste made Wang Dongren couldn't help but spit it out.

"It's still coarse salt!" Wang Dong confirmed.

Wang Zhe and others also tasted it one by one, and they also looked forward to it, and then looked at some of the coarse salt in this salt jar and it had begun to deliquescent, and the most significant feature of Mojia snow salt was that it would not deliquescent when placed outside for ten days and a half months, and it was still dry.

"As early as when I first came to Chang'an City, I thought about repaying Wang Gongzi, and I thought that I could refine snow salt to share Wang Gongzi's worries, but it's a pity that the chess is one step behind!" Gong Yihong is also regretful.

"One step short?" Wang Zhe looked at the big white salt grains and couldn't help but be disappointed.

"The public loser tried his best to crack out that the secret of the Mo family's making snow salt is to purify the mud and sand inside, and as a result, he got such a white coarse salt, as for the taste and particles, I am afraid it is the unique secret skill of the Mo family! There is really nothing that can be done by the public loser behind closed doors! Gong Yihong looked extremely regretful.

"Mr. Gong Loser is polite, it is not easy for a public loser to be able to do this step in a short period of time." Although Wang Zhe was disappointed, he still said politely.

After all, in a short period of time, the iron pot and semi-purified coarse salt made by the public loser in a row have proven their worth, and the others are indeed non-war crimes, if the secret skills of the Mo family are easily cracked, then the secret skills of the live fish at that time will not stump the entire Chang'an City.

"Thank you for your understanding!" Gong Loses and bows down.