In the beginning, I set up a street stall in Datang

Chapter 145 The Flame of War Resurrection

If the young master doesn't show off his power, what the hell do you think it's a sick cat?

Just you bunch of idiots, do you even want to pinch the young master?
This is simply delusional!

To the enemy, Shen Lang has never had the habit of being soft-hearted.

So this group of censors who think they are backed by aristocratic families are arrogant.

Now is the time to welcome Shen Lang's revenge!

Aren't you good at turning black and white?

Aren't you all eloquent and can only play tricks?
Then the young master will use the method you are best at to slap and swell your b-faces severely!
All of you are frowning, don’t you want to see the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty and the safety of the people?
As soon as these words came out, the censors couldn't help but stand uneasy, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

After a short moment of astonishment, they all burst into laughter.

It's just that hypocritical smile, it's hard to hide the anger in their hearts.

It’s hundreds of times uglier than crying!
"General Shen, don't spit on anyone!"

"We just haven't had time to congratulate His Majesty!"

All the censors, falteringly defended Shen Lang.

That complexion, let alone how ugly it is.

"Whether you congratulate Your Majesty is your business, but this general thinks that such nonsense should not be said. It is better to save some energy and share your worries."

Shen Lang spoke with incomparable contempt and sarcasm to this group of censors who could only grind their mouths.

"you……"

The chief censor Yanguan trembled from Shen Lang's anger.

But facing Shen Lang's ridicule at this time, he was speechless!

"What are you? You lost, why don't you give the money quickly?"

Shen Lang stretched out his slap while speaking.

Although these censors only bet [-] guan, they couldn't stand the crowd!
Besides, Changsun Wuji, that old bastard, even bet one hundred thousand guan.

This adds up to 30 to [-]!
Making money is so easy!
"I'm willing to bet and accept the loss, and if you lose, give the money quickly."

Li Er coughed dryly, suppressing the excitement in his heart and said.

He had bet on Shen Lang to win before, and the bet was one hundred thousand dollars.

Today it seems like he picked up one hundred thousand strings in vain!
Coupled with the advent of this new type of plow.

It is simply double happiness!

Even Li Er has spoken, who would dare to renege on the ministers who lost the bet?

Especially the old scheming Chang Sun Wuji, waved his hand and directly ordered someone to send one hundred thousand guan.

The rest of the ministers also ordered people to send the money one after another.

Looking at the money in the carriage and the carriage, Shen Lang was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

Naturally, he is not like Li Er who regards money as his life.

What he cares about is not the money, but the value of the land!
Of course, if you have money, you can go to Pingkang to spend a lot of money and have fun, that would be the best thing.

"General, today you made a great contribution to our Great Tang. I wonder if this improved plow has a name?"

Li Er asked Shen Lang with a smile.

"Return to Your Majesty, I have already named this improved plow."

Shen Lang replied without hesitation.

"What's the name?"

As the words fell, the smile on Li Er's face froze instantly.

Mahler Gobi!
This improved plow is a sharp weapon for the country.

But to leave a name in history!

Has a name?

This name should be chosen by me!
This kid surnamed Shen wants to take credit from me!

Although the unhappiness in Li Er's heart was all written on his face.

But Shen Lang saw it in his eyes, but despised it in his heart.

your sister!
It seems that this Haiwangli can't be called!
"Return to Your Majesty, this plow is Zhenguan plow."

Shen Lang pretended to meditate for a moment, then said slowly.

There is no way, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Who made Li Er the emperor who ruled the life and death of everyone?
In desperation, Shen Lang had no choice but to slap Li Er's resounding flattery.

This flattery is so watertight that even the old bastard Sun Wuji sighs to himself.

as predicted.

When Li Er heard the word 'Zhenguanli', he was instantly delighted!
"This is a good name! All lovers must vigorously promote it, so that the people of my Tang Dynasty will have enough food and clothing, and my Great Tang Dynasty will shock the world!"

Li Er said happily.

hello sister!

Facing Li Er's humble expression, Shen Lang was filled with deep contempt for him in his heart.

The artifact came out, and easily made a hundred thousand coins.

Li Er was naturally in a good mood.

He chatted with Shen Lang for a long time before he returned with a full reward of [-] coins!

Now that Zhenguan Li came out, it was time for Shen Lang to set up a street stall and make a fortune.

Five people, including Changsun Wuji and Cheng Yaojin, were in charge of manufacturing plows, while Shen Lang was in charge of sales.

In order to popularize the Zhenguan plow as soon as possible, he directly sent out all the people.

Throughout Chang'an City, Shen Lang's stalls were everywhere, selling Zhenguan plows.

Due to the limited quantity, Shen Lang directly priced one per hundred.

Although this price is unaffordable for ordinary people, for those landlords and aristocratic families, it is simply a drop in the bucket.

So the first batch of Zhenguan plows were sold out as soon as they were launched.

By the time of the second and third batches, the price of Zhenguan plows will gradually decrease.

After all, those local tyrants have almost bought it, and Shen Lang doesn't want to go against his conscience to make money from the common people.

The pricing method of Shen Lang, a conscientious businessman, makes those local tyrants hate it.

But it made the people feel grateful.

For a while, Shen Lang's prestige in Chang'an City only increased!
Not only that, but the value of Shen Lang's street stall has also increased significantly.

In less than two months, the value of the stall reached 100 million.

Without hesitation, Shen Lang exchanged for the ten-year Yangshou.

At this time, he finally regained his lost face and life.

Looking at his fairer skin and handsome face in the mirror.

Shen Lang was instantly stunned.

What the hell!

So handsome!

"In the next life, I must be a woman. Marry a man like me!"

While touching his chin, Shen Lang whispered incomparably narcissistic.

In the blink of an eye, winter has entered, and Chang'an has also been covered with snowflakes.

With the advent of winter, street stalls have also entered the off-season.

After all, it's too cold, isn't it a crime to go out and set up a street stall?
Shen Lang stood in the middle of the courtyard, while reaching out to catch the falling snowflakes, while quietly listening to the sound of the falling snowflakes.

In this situation, if there is a little sister, it would be great to go out on a snow trip together!

It's better to stop and have sex late at night.

Wouldn't that be cool?
But just when Shen Lang was dreaming.

The frontier has long been covered by heavy snow, but Turkic cavalry gallops past from time to time.

Cold winter is the most difficult season for Turkic barbarians.

This endless snow, and the biting cold wind that never stops.

It is miserable for the Turkic barbarians.

But such a harsh environment made these Turkic barbarians start to move around.

The extinguished flames of war in the frontier are burning again!

(End of this chapter)