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Chapter 152 Young Master is convinced, does this thing produce energy?(1/2)

There is a saying in Chang'an Jun Mansion that only the wrong name is given, but no wrong nickname is given.

Businessman Lu Buwei.

From business to politics, return to politics to business.

When it comes to governing the country, Lu Buwei dare not be the first.

Talking about doing business.

"I don't know if Zhang Ping is still alive. Boy Zhang Liang has nothing to say."

The main house of Chang'an Jun Mansion.

Lu Goujian listened to Ying Chengqiu's words.

"Everything that the Lord ordered is followed."

"There are so much troublesome all the way, thank you for your hard work in Duke Lu."

"Goujian's life has been given to the Lord since that year, Handan, to share the worries of the Lord. Goujian is lucky. But Goujian is not in Chang'an Jun Mansion, so the Lord is safe..."

"With Qingmei and Dingxiang, I will join forces with the three of you, plus the armored gate and Qin Crossbow. Even if it is Duke Lu, it will not be easy to hurt my life in this situation."

"If someone's light skills come and go invisibly like Jing Ke, his martial arts are not inferior to me..."

Halfway through the conversation, Lu Goujian laughed first.

In this world, it is difficult to reach the top if you can reach the top of light and martial arts.

If you want to have both, how can you find such a genius in the world?

Although light skills are nominally a kind of martial arts, the two are not the same method among the people in the world, and it is not enough for those with high martial arts to be able to be light skills.

The difference is roughly like a leopard or a lion.

Leopards run faster than lions, but when they fight, three leopards can't beat a lion.

Jing Ke is a famous assassin in the world and has a very high hidden skill.

Zhao Gaoneng fought against Gai Nie, and his martial arts were at the peak of the world.

Even Zhao Gao could only discover Jing Ke at the last moment when his life was threatened.

But when fighting head-on, Jing Ke was beaten by Gai Nie.

"Take care."

At night, a carriage carrying the moonlight left Chang'an Jun Mansion, Xianyang City, and headed towards South Korea.

The swordsman Gai Nie left Chang'an Jun Mansion and shined around the First Emperor.

After Gai Nie, two code-named disciples entered the world in Chang'an Jun Mansion.

The monk Lu Goujian of the sweeping floor, and the merchant Lu Buwei of the businessman.

The carriage is extremely large and requires three horses to pull.

All wheels are made of hard solid wood on the outside and fine iron on the inside.

There are two soft couches in the carriage that can sleep, a desk and two cushions, and the space is still quite rich.

"How long will it take to travel? I feel uneasy if I am not by your side."

"Brother Lu is at ease. If it takes less than a month, it takes more than three months. The land of South Korea can change."

Before leaving, Lu Buwei learned from Ying Chengqiu.

In order to smooth the reform in South Korea, only the lowest personnel can be operated in various parts of the world, and the rest were all drawn and sent to South Korea.

Ying Chengqiu attaches great importance to this dispute between South Korea and the country.

The first shot of the reform must be fired!

Lu Buwei has lived in Chang'an Jun's Mansion for nearly ten years. Ying Chengqiu has no trouble hiding anything from him. He knows very well what Ying Chengqiu said represents and how powerful he has.

With such a great advantage, if Lu Buwei cannot fight quickly in the business war, he should go back to fish as soon as possible.

"It will take so long."

Lu Goujian sighed softly, and he thought it would be enough in more than ten days.

Lu Buwei smiled bitterly.

"Brother Lu, this is not a competition between the two. The winner can be decided in an instant."

"I know, anyway."

"promise."

The carriage was getting closer and closer to South Korea as the two chatted.

But Zhang Liang didn't know at this time.

Now, when neither Han or Ying Chengqiu has time.

With a good location and harmonious people, he temporarily tied with Ying Chengqiu.

But after entering South Korea, he will lose his territory.

In the same place, birds are much faster than galloping horses.

Xinzheng Zhang family, a secret room.

There are doors but no windows in this house, and four bright candles are lit inside.

"Can this thing be imitated?"

With the strength of the Zhang family, Zhang Liang summoned all the skilled craftsmen who could summon them and used the piece of paper full of words for everyone to touch and watch.

All the skilled craftsmen touched the paper, looked carefully, and faced the Zhang family's heavy rewards, they all said.

"This thing has wood fragrance, and its material should be wood."

"There is still water."

"It should be to crush the wood and mix it with water."

"Why can't it be grass? The grass is softer and closer to this."

"This color is yellow and white, how could it be grass?"

"The grass in this world is only green and evil? How can you know that there is no yellow and white color?"

"That's right, if you think so, you can have flowers."

“…”

Everyone talked about the words, but no one responded to the question of whether Zhang Liang could imitate it.

This era is not modern, there are various precision machines that decompose the materials and make them exactly the same in minutes.

These skilled craftsmen are well-known for being able to distinguish the approximate materials of paper based on experience, naked eyes, nose and other words.

"You guys are so arrogant. I just want to know if this thing can be copied?"

An old man with a gray beard who seemed to have a high prestige among the crowd stroked his beard and hesitated:

"The young master is sure, is this energy produced?"

"Sure."

Zhang Liang saw with his own eyes the stack of paper on Han Fei’s desk.

"Then in this way, the material of this object should be common wood, flowers, grass, etc., rather than rare grass. Let's try it, and advise the young master not to give him too much hope."

Zhang Liang hugged this group of skilled craftsmen.

"Then I will trouble you all. Regardless of whether the matter is successful or not, the Zhang family will give you one gold. If you can imitate this thing, the Zhang family will give you one hundred gold to each person!"

Wow~

Everyone's expressions changed and they were all in an uproar.

One person stood up suddenly, his eyes shining brightly.

What is the concept of Baijin?

Even in the richest Qi area, a hundred golds are enough to make a person live comfortably to death.

These people are all handicraftsmen, and their incomes combined for a lifetime have never been worth hundreds of gold.

"Young Master's words are true?"

There are more than fifty people here, and one person has a hundred gold coins of five thousand gold coins.

Even if the Zhang family's financial resources are used to take out five thousand gold in one breath, it will inevitably hurt the bones.

A hundred eyes stared at Zhang Liang, most of whom were suspicious and disbelief.

"Get a contract!"

The servant of the Zhang family who had been serving by the side was waiting for Zhang Liang's words. He immediately lowered his head and held two rolls of bamboo slips in his hands.

Zhang Liang spread the two bamboo slips on the table and pointed to the exact same handwriting on the two bamboo slips:
To be continued...
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