Pei Yuan came back from Xianyang and started doing business normally.

By coincidence, his county turned out to be the territory of the Chu State.

He never took Huang Shigong's warning seriously, until after the new year, news came out from Xianyang that Ying Zheng was preparing to start building the railway.

It was from this time on that his good friend Ji Fu began to hint to him frequently.

"Brother Pei, are you really willing to guard this one-third of an acre of land and be a merchant for the rest of your life?"

Ji Fuxun said seductively: "The more than 40 imperial merchants in the Qin Dynasty, either like the imperial merchants in South Vietnam, have the opportunity to compete for a little attention in front of His Majesty."

"Or just like the imperial merchants in those big counties and cities, they can put their name in front of the Imperial Master and His Majesty."

"For the rest, Brother Pei, ask yourself, what's the difference between having the title of Imperial Merchant and not having the title?"

Pei Yuan didn't say anything, it was still bad...

He makes more money now than he did before, and even his status is incomparable to those businessmen.

"It's better to make more money..."

Ji Fu's eyes moved slightly: "But those are Brother Pei's hard-earned money. That's called useless money!"

"That's your hard-earned money from working around for days. How can you use this hard-earned money as profit?"

Pei Yuan was a little shaken by what he said, and he was constantly struggling in his heart.

Yes, he goes to Xianyang City once a year, sometimes twice a year...

How can this be considered a profit...

"It's good that there is a steam carriage now, it will arrive in a few days.

But before that, I actually walked on the road for several months. "

Ji Fu continued to instigate Pei Yuan from the sidelines. They had contacted many imperial merchants, and the Pei Yuan in front of them could be regarded as a man with a lofty ambition and a greed for profit.

"Then does Brother Ji have any good ideas?"

hooked...

"Of course there is a good way... I have a way to sell iron, as long as you move the rails..."

……

Lipu and Yingbu are together, and the original plan has been broken.

Originally it was Chen Sheng who supervised the work, while Lipu and Han Xin inspected the supplies and locations.

The same is naturally the case on the other side.

But now, the staff has been disrupted. There are two people, Lipu and Yingbu. One is young and uncertain, and the other is working in a serious office for the first time...

"Brother Yingbu... do you supervise the work, or do I supervise the work?"

Yingbu's face was filled with confusion: "Why don't you choose one, Pudi? I don't know which one to choose..."

Lipu nodded understandingly: "My mother once said that I have difficulty choosing."

"Then... let's go together? At worst, we can finish inspecting the rails and then come back for a round of inspections?"

Lipu also wanted to find someone to talk to, but didn't want to leave alone.

"Isn't this not good?"

Apart from following Hu Hai all the way before, this was Yingbu's first time on an errand.

Sure enough, the voice just fell.

Zhao Tong frowned and wanted to persuade Lipu.

"Sir, the Imperial Master said..."

Before Zhao Tong finished speaking, as soon as he started to speak, Yingbu had a look on his face that looked like I was right.

For a while, Lippo felt a little unable to get off the stage.

Lipu frowned in displeasure: "I'm out on a business trip, can you please keep your mouth shut and it's my mother who is shutting up?"

"It's not like I didn't run an errand. If you keep talking about my mother again, just go back to Xianyang City!"

This is Lipu's first time showing off the young master's profile.

Zhao Tong shut up and said yes.

He knew that the young master felt uncomfortable and felt that he had lost face outside.

"Brother Yingbu, let's go together so we can take care of you."

After making up their mind, the two of them left Xianyang City and followed the east line towards Xihai County.

Li Jiang is not idle in Xianyang City. He is not supervising two people to make distillation machines every day.

It means going to farmers’ houses and supervising farmers to make wine.

The wine I brewed this time was all made from corn (millet), instead of the previous fruit wine.

"Remember, make this wine as strong as possible."

Li Jiang watched them stir-fry the koji. The hot koji exuded a strong aroma of wine.

Just by smelling it, Li Jiang felt like he had drunk a little too much...

"Master, this wine is too strong and will kill you. Your Majesty will not like it."

Ying Zheng rarely drinks. He just takes a few drinks when entertaining ministers.

He always felt that drinking would ruin things, especially for a monarch, and he should not drink too much.

Losing reason and not having a clear mind are taboos for a monarch.

Li Jiang shook his head: "This wine is not for drinking, but for drinking, so make it as strong as you want."

"use?"

The farmer wanted to ask again, but Li Jiang was not ready to answer anymore.

I can't help but miss Ying Yuanman a little in my heart.

[If Yuan Man were here, he would definitely not ask around. 】

[By the way, Yuan Man will soon return to Xianyang to prepare for marriage, right? 】

[Do I need to add some makeup? 】

[Give me some gold coins? 】

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