The news of Chang'an has always spread quickly.

After the news of Qin Tian's hatching of chicks spread in Chang'an, many people actually moved their minds to raise chickens.

In the past, no one raised chickens, mainly because the benefits were too poor and they couldn't raise much.

But now that it can be hatched, it can be raised on a large scale.

In the future, there will be more people who eat chicken, and they can all make money from this.

And when these people were thinking about raising chickens, Qin Tian didn't think about revealing the technology of raising chickens.

It's not that he doesn't want to reveal it, it's that this thing is complicated, and not everyone can learn it casually.

Moreover, the technology was revealed, and he didn't make much money.

He came up with the idea of selling chickens.

If someone else wants to raise chickens, they must need chicken seedlings, he has chicken seedlings, can't he sell them?

Selling chicken seedlings is still relatively profitable, and there will be more chickens in the future, and the price will be relatively easy to control.

They can't raise that many chickens anyway.

After having this idea, Qin Tian told Qin Wu and asked him to take charge of this matter.

And just when Qin Tian said this, Hou Junji, who returned to the mansion, finally came to Gongsun Sanniang's room after several considerations.

Hou Junji hid the bet from Gongsun Sanniang, but now that he has lost, I am afraid that he will not be able to hide it.

After coming to the room, he frantically demanded it from Gongsun Sanniang.

When he vented everything, he told Gongsun Sanniang about the situation.

Gongsun Sanniang sat at the head of the bed and listened, her hair was a little messy, her eyes were a little blurry, and then she couldn't help crying.

She knew that her status was humble, but she always felt that after becoming Hou Junji's concubine, she would at least have a stable residence.

But now it seems, no, she's just a man's plaything.

Sadness spreads in the bottom of my heart.

Hou Junji got up from the bed: "Soon, someone will send you to Cheng Mansion." ”

After speaking, Hou Junji got up and left, women were just playthings for him, maybe he liked this plaything very much, and he was a little reluctant.

But women are still playthings.

The room fell silent, and Gongsun Sanniang suddenly showed a chuckle, and then she removed a short knife hanging on the wall.

It was given to her by Hou Junji on the night she first became Hou Junji's concubine.

The knife was sharp, and she always regarded it as a treasure.

Time was slow, and the people sent by Hou Junji pushed open the door of Gongsun Sanniang's room, but they only saw a corpse that was still bleeding.

The people who came in were frightened and hurried out.

"Master, it's not good, Gongsun Sanniang committed suicide."

"Killed yourself?" Hou Junji's expression moved suddenly, and he faintly showed a trace of sadness, but after a while, he sighed again: "Sanniang, why are you doing this." ”

Sad?

No, Hou Junji didn't feel that kind of heart-wrenching sorrow, on the contrary, he was a little lucky, because a dead man, Cheng Yanjin would not want it.

If not, his reputation as Hou Junji can be regarded as preserved.

After all, it is a shameful thing to give your own woman to someone else.

Even, he once had this thought.

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Hou Junji's housekeeper took 10,000 yuan to Cheng Yanjin's house and told Cheng Yanjin about the situation.

The money is used for compensation.

Cheng Yanjin heard that Gongsun Sanniang died, and felt a little pity, such a beautiful person, otherwise it would be him tonight.

But after seeing the money, he didn't pursue it too much.

just scolded Hou Junji.

After all, no one is going to have trouble with money.

The news of Gongsun Sanniang's suicide soon spread in Chang'an City.

When Qin Tian heard the news, he couldn't help but sigh.

Tragedy still happened.

But if Hou Junji listened to him, I'm afraid the situation would be different, right?

There may be many women in this world who follow the crowd, but it is not excluded that there are some people who are full of personality.

Hou Junji made a bet with Cheng Yanjin, and the matter that caused Gongsun Sanniang to commit suicide was brought up by the official the next morning, and many people came forward to impeach the two of them.

Because, as officials of the imperial court, this behavior of the two of them is really shameful.

In the face of the impeachment of the officials, Li Yuan couldn't sit idly by, but he only punished them slightly, and then the matter was over.

The world is like this, even if this matter has a bad impact, but not many people think that this is a very serious matter, at most it is some style problems.

Time passed, the cotton was almost finished, and the beans were harvested.

The cotton is almost picked and dried, and the next thing is to send it to Qinjia Village to play cotton.

Li Jiancheng couldn't accept this situation at first, and he even sent someone to steal the technology of playing cotton, but Qin Tian guarded it tightly, and Li Jiancheng had nothing to do.

Other magnates in Chang'an City began to send cotton, but Li Jiancheng was still reluctant to save face.

However, Qin Tian had a way to cure him.

When the magnates sent the cotton almost over, Qin Tian said that after August 15, he would no longer accept cotton from anyone.

In other words, after August 15, they will not do this business, and those who want to accumulate cotton will keep it.

Song Gongqing was a little anxious when he saw this situation.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, it's about to be winter, and those people of yours are waiting to put on the quilt, if your subordinates say it, you should send someone to send it."

These cotton clothes and quilts, except for the use of the East Palace, the rest of Li Jiancheng must be given to those who are attached to him, so as to win them over.

But if there is no cotton to give them in the end, then Li Jiancheng will lose his trust.

Although those people didn't dare to do anything to Li Jiancheng, if the people's hearts were lost, it was very likely that they would face a sudden betrayal in an inadvertent moment.

Li Jiancheng was angry, but there was no way, and said, "I'll leave this matter to you." ”

Song Gongqing hurriedly received the order, and then sent someone to send the dried cotton to Qinjia Village.

Qinjia Village suddenly became lively, and many people came and went every day, either to send cotton or to bring back the cotton that had been bounced.

This kind of excitement was rare before, and according to their estimates, it could continue until a month later.

There is no way, there is too much cotton, and although it is fast to play cotton, it will take them a month to complete so much cotton.

Fauber and a few bookkeepers were busy here every day, waiting to record the situation of the cotton, so that the accounts could be settled later.

With the bumper harvest of cotton and soybeans, the entire Chang'an city suddenly became much empty.