Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 51
Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Fang Jun immediately became unhappy, and shouted, "What's the matter, look down on people? Can't I come up with a brilliant plan?"

Uncle Cen Wen also almost sprayed, and it's a brilliant plan. You go back and have a few more words. Who doesn't know that your second roommate is a club and a brain?

Li Siwen, who had been eating and drinking and didn't care about external affairs, interjected: "Take down the second room, your brain is no better than mine, what else is there other than paste?"

Fang Jun suddenly became angry: "Li Lao Er! Are you calling me a fool?"

"That's not what I said, the whole city of Chang'an said that." Li Siwen was not afraid of Fang Jun's embarrassment, and I didn't lie.

Li Keqiang held back his laughter, but his sad face was relieved a lot by these two live treasures. He pulled the furious Fang Jun and said, "Erlang, don't be annoyed, Li Erlang is just joking..." This one Fang Erlang and the other Li Erlang, Li Ke felt that his tongue was a little knotted, so he finally straightened his tongue, and said comfortably, "Erlang has any good strategies, you might as well say it, and let Brother Yu learn more about it."

Fang Jun glared at Li Siwen angrily, the latter smiled and continued to eat Haisai.

Fang Jun said angrily, "You've got it!"

Sitting down depressed, looking at Li Ke with a perfunctory face, he thought to himself, what kind of knowledge do you have, my brother, I came across time with my foot on the moonlight treasure box, and I know 500 years before and 500 years after, and I read more books than you know. There are too many words, and you actually look down on me?
Then let me show you!
"It's very simple, four words - Le Shi Ji Gong!"

Fang Jun said in a presence.

Li Ke and Uncle Cen Wen looked at each other, and the eyes seemed to say: Look, I'll just say it, this rammer can think of a fart way...

Still Le Shi Ji Gong?
Li Ke coughed dryly and said, "Erlang, do you know how much the wealthy households in the city donated?"

Fang Jun shook his head: "I don't know, but it's definitely not much." Nonsense, if people donate enthusiastically, can you kid be drunk here?

Li Ke smiled bitterly and said, "Let me tell you, the Du family...the Du family know? 'Chengnan Weidu, go to the Du family in Tianchiwu', the main family of Duke Ming, their family is the most donated family in the city. One, do you know how much you donated?"

Before Fang Jun could answer, Li Ke stretched out two fingers: "Two hundred guans! When this king came to the door in person, they donated a mere [-] guans! Could it be that this king's face is only worth [-] guans? Giving them stone credits?"

Speaking of the end, the voice is fierce, and the face is full of embarrassment!

It's almost like taking the prince as a cadre... What's more, this prince came forward in person, and his lips were worn out. Those bastards only donated [-] pieces?

I wish I could kill them all!
Why did you even ask me to give them the stone credits?
Fang Jun looked calm: "Yes, Le Shi remembers the merit!"

Li Ke was so angry that his lips were trembling.
"Cough cough." Uncle Cen Wen stroked his beard and coughed twice, and said, "Erlang is afraid that he drank too much. Those aristocratic families responded to King Wei's donation in Lantian. When they made a move, they would have thousands of grains, hundreds of thousands of stone, clearly. It's not to blame His Royal Highness King Wu for being angry."

He had to come out to smooth things out. Seeing that Li Ke, who has always been gentle and elegant, was about to be mad at Fang Jun, maybe he would flip the table in the next moment, which would be embarrassing...

Li Ke's anger also calmed down a bit. He understood Uncle Cen Wen's meaning, glanced at Fang Jun, and said in his heart that I am also suffering from a demonic disease. What is the name of this stick?There is nothing else in his mind except swords, guns and sticks. He is counting on him to come up with ideas. I am even more powerful than him...

The clinker Fang Jun didn't seem to understand at all, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a sip of the wine, but his face still took it for granted: "That's why I want to give them a stone to memorize merit, and it's a stele with a height of [-] feet, standing on the boat. Boats come and go on the banks of the Weishui River, where people are flowing like weaving, and we should invite famous artists to write down their outstanding contributions to the people of Xinfeng when this natural disaster strikes, so that their deeds will be remembered forever!"

Uncle Cen Wen was stunned, thinking that you are really a jerk... It's so special, you still don't understand?Huh... there seems to be something wrong...

Li Ke was also stunned for a while, then suddenly slapped the table and shouted, "High!"

Almost scared Li Siwen to slip under the table.

Uncle Cen Wen also reacted, and his face suddenly became excited. He rubbed his palms and laughed loudly: "It really is high! Erlang's plan is not much better than Zhuge Kongming!"

It's so shady, once the trick of "Le Shi Ji Gong" is used, all those arrogant wealthy families will cry.

Famous forever?

The stench is almost the same!

Li Ke was in high spirits, filled Fang Jun with wine, raised the wine bowl, touched it, and drank it all.

Going smoothly, Li Ke praised: "Erlang's plan is really wonderful. Earlier, the foolish brother was disrespectful, and he actually failed to understand the mystery of the wise brother's plan."

The more I think about it, the more I think Fang Jun's plan is really good, it's simply a desperate plan to hide a knife in a smile!

Fang Jun was dismayed at being despised by the two of them before, but at this time he acted modestly: "Your Highness is wrong..." He was also a little smug in his heart. The two contemporary heroes were shocked and had a great sense of accomplishment.

Li Ke's heart was like a cat's paw, and he couldn't sit still for a moment. He immediately got up, threw his hands at Fang Jun, and said, "Thank you Brother Xian for your teaching, Brother Yu will go back and arrange detailed regulations, one day soon. Raise the money and food to rescue the people of Xinfeng from hanging upside down one day, and when you are done, the foolish brother will come to the door in person to express his thanks to the wise brother."

Having said that, he got up and left.

Uncle Cen Wen was stunned for a moment, but Li Ke was so impatient, so he also got up and said goodbye.

Before Fang Jun could get up to see the guest, he saw Li Ke walk to the door, then turned back, stared at the hot pot on the table, and asked, "I don't know where my virtuous brother got this thing, can you help my brother buy one too? piece?"

Uncle Cen Wen also cherished the hot pot, and hurriedly said: "A certain also has this intention, and I also ask Erlang to help."

Upon hearing this, Fang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "This hot pot was made by a blacksmith in the house. Originally, it's an honor for the two of you to see this thing, so what's the harm in giving away two? But right? , This thing seems simple, but in fact it is time-consuming, labor-intensive and expensive, and the most important thing is this idea... Well, let's not talk about the patent fee, the old man does not bully the price, and the pot is a hundred pieces!"

"puff"

At that time, Li Siwen sprayed the wine in his mouth on the table, a hundred shots?

How dare you to wow...

Li Ke was also stunned, and subconsciously repeated: "One hundred points?" But then he regained his senses, nodded and said, "Brother Xian is really very human, in the past, it was because of my brother that I missed it..."

Uncle Cen Wen nodded his head sharply, yes, he is really very human, and he dared to ask for a hundred pieces for such a broken pot, so shameless...

Unexpectedly, Li Ke went on to say: "Things are rare and precious. Although this item is small, it is better than novelty, but the cooked food is tender and delicious without losing its original taste. One hundred pieces is not much! I will send it to my brother tomorrow morning. The money, when the virtuous brother builds it, send someone to the brother's house!"

Uncle Cen Wen's face turned green, why do you really want to buy it?
[-] yuan, enough for me, a small civil servant, to work for ten years...

But the leaders have said that it is not expensive. Do you want to sing the opposite and say that the leader is wrong?Uncle Cen Wen had to pinch his nose and said angrily, "Then what... I also ordered one..."

The words are arrogant, but the blood is dripping in my heart. It seems that the pure and pure water-like shepherd in Pingkangfang in Chang'an City is afraid that he has no money to buy a golden house and hides his beauty. Mourning for the second spring...

　Three shifts a day are too tiring. I am neither a professional writer nor an idler. I have a lot of things all day long. For this third shift, the dinner party has been rejected. I would like to ask you to vote more and comfort this book. This cramped little hand, son!Eh, it's the code that makes the cramps, not the cramps, so don't think so dirty! ~
(End of this chapter)