A trip starting from the courtyard

Chapter 610 Dengwen Drums, Stop Beating
Wang Lidong explained: "Father, of course coal is not acceptable. I'm talking about briquettes." After spending a cup of tea, he and his wife explained clearly the magic heating device in the previous life.

Qi's father was a little hesitant. Adding some yellow mud can make the charcoal less smoke, and the fire resistance always feels like a fool's play.

Princess Pingning believed it [-]% of the time, and it was unlikely that his son would use this kind of thing to amuse him. Seeing that his officials were hesitant, he made a decision and said: "Whether it will work or not, you will know if you make one and try it out." "Heng'er, is it difficult to make a stove?"

Wang Lidong said: "It's very simple. When I go back to the courtyard, I will draw out the blueprint and hand it over to the blacksmith in the mansion. Tomorrow, when my father is released from the office, he will be able to see the real thing."

Qi's father smiled and nodded, even if it didn't work, it was because of his son's filial piety.

For this reason, he picked up the wine glass again and took a big sip.

Suddenly recalling the news that the housekeeper told him before the meal, he asked, "Heng'er, I heard that you just picked up a little lady at the gate to return home."

little lady? !

A certain nerve of Qi's mother immediately became full of 'boom': "Heng'er, which family's little lady?"

Wang Lidong briefly talked about what happened when he returned home.

Knowing that it was a sick little beggar, Qi's mother breathed a sigh of relief, and said:

"When that girl's condition stabilizes, I'll pick a Zhuangzi and send her there."

Wang Lidong nodded and said, "Then let's send it to Yaojiazhuang, there is a shortage of manpower recently."

After finishing the meal, I returned to my small courtyard and completed the drawing of the briquette stove after spending an incense stick of time.

Xia Zhu stood aside, looked at the stove on the paper, and asked curiously:

"My lord, this stove has such a big stomach, so there must be a lot of charcoal in it?"

Wang Lidong glanced at the room, Chunlan and Xia Zhu were both there, but he didn't notice that he didn't do anything, so he was called over, and when they were all there, he told the situation of the briquettes again.

Chunlan had no doubts about the young master's words, and said with bright eyes, "My lord, from now on, every household in our Tokyo city will buy a briquette stove, and the amount of charcoal used every day will be consumed by then."

Speaking of this, she held back her pen and ink and began to calculate the account.

The entire Tokyo city has a population of almost 150 million, and a family counts 5 people. According to the description of the little grandfather, at least 5 briquettes are needed a day, so the entire Tokyo city needs 150 million briquettes a day.

"My lord, how much coal does it take to make a briquette?"

"The weight of a briquette is about 2 jin, and about 1.5 jin of coal is needed."

"Then it only costs 2 Wen to make a briquette, what price do you plan to sell?"

Wang Lidong thought for a while and said, "How about 4 cents each?"

If the price of this kind of daily consumables is set at a low level, it will not be a pain in the ass to use it, and the sales will increase.

And a 50% gross profit is definitely a huge profit.He still has a bottom line in business, and he never suffers haha.

what!
Thinking of Kuhaha, Wang Lidong immediately thought of the wealthy households in Tokyo.

These people will definitely not use briquettes. The reason is that it is too cheap.

And use the same thing with a bunch of mud legs, lowering their grades.

Not surprised, he said, "It's so cheap? The five people only need to spend 5 Wen a day?"

If charcoal is burned, a family of five will spend at least 5 Wen a day. This was when the price of charcoal was normal, and now it costs at least 50 Wen a day.

Chunlan on the side reminded, "My lord, briquettes are cheap and easy to use, and there must be a lot of people who buy them. But we only have a coal factory in the west of the city, and the output is only a few thousand catties a day. Should we charge more coal? factory?"

"Charge as much as you have."

Wang Lidong immediately raised his troops.

Not responsible for the acquisition of coal plants near Tokyo City, as long as they are listed for sale, they will be bought.

Chun Lan and Xia Zhu are in charge of the venues and craftsmen needed for the production of coal pellet stoves and briquettes.

After arranging the matter of briquettes, Buwei talked about the two little beggars.

The doctor has already helped to look at it. The little girl's illness is very serious. If Da Luo Jinxian meets her in the middle of the night, she can only stare blankly.

Not to mention he forgot.

Wang Lidong came to a guest room in the front yard, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the little beggar beckoning him, and then he knelt on the ground and sang his head three times.

The little guy is quite polite.

Wang Lidong helped the little beggar up, and said, "Don't kneel and kowtow all the time from now on. Is your sister better after taking the medicine?"

While talking, when he walked to the bed, he saw the little girl was sleeping. Although her face was still without a trace of blood, her brows were relaxed.

The little beggar bowed slightly and replied respectfully: "After taking the medicine prescribed by the doctor, my little sister broke out in sweat and just fell asleep a quarter of an hour ago."

"It's good to sweat." Although the little girl is still young, she is a girl after all. After Wang Lidong cared a few more words, he took the little beggar to the next room.

After sitting down, I inquired about the origins of the two.

The little beggar is Di Yun, 10 years old, and the little girl, Di Heer, is 8 years old. They are from Yangwu County, Kaifeng Prefecture. The two lost their mother when they were young, and they followed their father to run a breakfast business in the county.

His father died of illness last month, and he should have inherited the family's shop and property, but their uncle and Di Zhongyin, the head of the Di family, "coerced the elders and abused the young", intending to embezzle the Di Yun family's property as a "guardian".

The Song Dynasty also had a similar "Minor Protection Law". If there is a minor whose parents unfortunately die, the government will generally designate an adult male of the same clan as the orphan as a temporary guardian.The guardian will take out a sum of money from the estate of his deceased parents on a monthly basis as alimony until the orphan becomes an adult, and the temporary guardian will return all the remaining property to the orphan who is the heir.

Although Di Yun is only 10 years old, he has been helping his father in the store since he was 5 years old, and he has been able to run the breakfast shop independently, so he is not willing to hand over the family property to his uncle who does not have much contact with his family.

Unfortunately, too young and inexperienced.

His uncle managed the county government office, and then took over the property left by his father reasonably and legally.

For this reason, he went to the county government several times, but unfortunately no one paid any attention to him.

Five days ago, he took his younger sister to Tokyo City to beat the rumored 'Dengwen Drum', but halfway there, the little girl developed a high fever.As soon as he entered the city, he was forcibly abducted by a group of beggars, and then he was taken to the door of a rich family by this group of beggars, where he staged a scene of "selling miserable".

From the little guy's statement, Wang Lidong discovered a surprising piece of information,

"Hundreds of people froze to death in your county?"

Many people in Kaifeng City have froze to death these days, but the number of people every day will not exceed single digits. That's it, the old emperor is already jumping in a hurry.In a small county town, so many people died. This situation must be reported to the government office, but no one in Tokyo city knows about it, so it can be seen that the matter has been suppressed.

"There are about a hundred people, but the younger ones have never seen it with their own eyes. They all heard from the shopkeeper Song next door." The little beggar Di Yun was afraid that Wang Lidong would think that he heard the wind as rain, so he explained: "The shopkeeper's eldest son is ours. The capital of the county."

Wang Lidong thought for a while and said: "Dengwen Drum, you don't want to beat it."

Xiao Diyun became anxious immediately, but he didn't dare to refute in front of him, his thin face flushed red.

"The little guy's temper is quite impatient, listen to me." Wang Lidong reached out and patted the little guy's head: "During the Taizu and Zhenzong period, common people with ordinary hair could really beat the big drum, but now there are people in front of the Dengwen drum. On duty, people like you can’t even get drumsticks, not to mention drums. Don’t worry, I will find someone to report your matter to the government.”

(End of this chapter)