How bold Li Chengqian is, as far as Changsun Chong is concerned, he can't estimate it, he only knows that what he has seen so far seems to be only 'heaven' that can be compared, and there are no other objects that can be compared.

Is it really good to sell a tool for making small snacks to five surnames and seven hopes, major families, and wealthy families? Isn't he afraid of arousing the wrath of the people?

And those unsuspecting bastards are still competing to throw themselves into the net, holding up their money one by one, for fear that they will not be deceived enough, hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands of smashing in, and I don't know what these people will think when they look back and know that they have spent most of their financial resources, and the things they buy back can only be used for snacks at most.

Maybe those guys who swear that they will be able to make a fortune will be hung on the beams of the house by their elders and wait for the New Year.

The eldest grandson Chong silently mourned in his heart for those friends who usually played together, but the seal in his hand did not stop at all, and he kept smashing down on the bill of lading.

This is all money, if you don't sell one, you will have a commission of 100 yuan, and the more you buy, the more Changsun Chong will earn, who cares how Li Chengqian will face the difficulties of those buyers in the future.

"Eldest grandson and nephew, you have done a great thing for the Tang Dynasty, and the old man will definitely write to His Majesty and ask for credit for you!" The old man of the Cui family smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, twisted the beard on his chin, and kept praising Changsun Chong for his ability.

"Old man Cui is polite, Chong is just doing things for His Royal Highness the Prince, I don't deserve such praise from the old man, what I said to Brother Cui the day before yesterday was just some jokes, I can't take it seriously!" Things have come to this point, seeing that it is an ending that cannot end, Changsun Chong no longer has the idea of being in the limelight, and directly confesses to Li Chengqian.

As the saying goes, there is a debtor and a debtor, and in the future, after these old guys find out that they have been fooled, they will go directly to Li Chengqian, the eldest grandson's family temple is too small to accommodate these big bodhisattvas.

In one afternoon, even with the spot on credit, Changsun Chong sold a total of about 150 so-called grain amplifiers, and then watched the major families continue to transport the money to the East Palace one by one, and then take the goods away, the cold sweat on the head flowed more and more, and the weather of the first month actually made the cold sweat wet the clothes on the entire back.

The current eldest grandson Chong is not the second ancestor who only knew about fights and brawls before, he has a lot of management experience in managing the Information Administration, the Research Administration, and the Weaving and Dyeing Bureau, and looking at the current situation, it is obvious that the scene seems to be a little out of control.

You have to go home and tell the old man, otherwise something will happen, such a thought kept lingering in the heart of Changsun Chong, and finally this guy threw the matter at hand to the money manager, came to a slip away, and ran to find the old man to surrender.

"What? What did you just say? You actually bought 20,000 yuan of that snack thing? The eldest grandson Wuji, who was dealing with official business, just heard his son say a beginning, and his face changed.

"It's 20,000 units, and a total of more than 150 units have been sold." Changsun Chong didn't dare to lie about this matter, and said frankly.

"What!" At this time, the eldest grandson was completely blown up, and the brush in his hand was thrown at the eldest grandson Chong's body, and he stood up and bypassed the table to catch the son who was about to run is beaten up: "You little rabbit cub, the guts have fattened you, that's three million yuan, you dare to cheat with so much money, do you know what the consequences will be if you do this, Lao Tzu will kill you an unfilial son!" ”

"Don't, don't beat me, Dad, I did everything according to my cousin's request, and it has nothing to do with me!" The eldest grandson, who was inexplicably beaten, explained while going around in circles with the old man.

"You say it's okay, it's okay? Did you say that others believed? Are you stupid, are you a pig brain, in case Li Chengqian's kid doesn't admit it at that time, our family will carry this black pot, do you know it. The eldest grandson Wuji chased his son around a few times, and finally found that he couldn't catch up, so he stood up on the table angrily.

"Huh?!" Changsun Chong didn't expect such a consequence, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Ah what, enter the palace with Lao Tzu and explain this matter to your uncle from beginning to end!" The eldest grandson Wuji glared at his son, and there was an indescribable sadness in his heart.

This kid in his own house is good at everything, but when he meets Li Chengqian's little bastard, he is deflated, whether it is fighting or playing tricks, he can't play with others, he is sold by others and helps others count the money, and he doesn't know how his brain grows, was he really kicked by a donkey when he was a child?

With a stomach full of depression, the eldest grandson and the youngest eldest grandson came to Da'an Palace together, and after first visiting the old Li Yuan's condition, they found Li Er's face.

"Mowgli, what's wrong? Is there something wrong? Li Er looked at the eldest grandson Wuji, who wanted to speak several times, and asked with a smile.

"This, Erlang, have you eaten that popcorn?" The eldest grandson Wuji pondered for a long time, and finally decided to use popcorn as the opening remark.

"I've eaten it, it tastes good, but I'm still a little nervous about Datang Food, and I'm afraid it will take a while to use this thing as a snack." Li Er didn't know what the eldest grandson Wuji meant when he said this, so he simply expressed his opinion on popcorn.

"How much does Jiro think the popcorn-making machine can sell if it is to be sold?" Eldest Sun Wuji continued to ask.

At this time, his identity is Li Er's uncle, which can be regarded as a private chat, and the title is more casual.

"How much can it be sold for?" Li Er pondered for a moment, looked up at the eldest grandson Wuji and said, "Wuji, what do you want to say?" Is there something wrong with the popcorn machine? ”

"The problem is no, it's just ......, it's just that Cheng Qian sold that thing for 20,000 yuan." The eldest grandson Wuji hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to make this small report.

Three million is not a small amount, if he is deceived like this, the eldest grandson Wuji thinks that if he puts it on himself, he will have the intention of killing.

"What? 20,000? This kid is crazy, isn't he? Just a bunch of broken copper and iron? Li Er was taken aback by the number that Eldest Sun Wuji said, revealing the same expression as the Eldest Sun Old Fox at the beginning.

"Erlang, not a total of 20,000 guan, but 20,000 guan each, a total of more than 150 units, sold more than 3 million guan, and now the major families are sending money to the East Palace." The eldest grandson Wuji said endlessly.

"What? Three million! Li Er jumped up from his seat in shock, and his first sentence was: "This little bastard, it's just dead, it's hard for Lao Tzu to protect him if he continues to toss like this!" ”

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