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Chapter 310 I'm making a lot of money

Chapter 310 I'm making a lot of money
The fat brother followed the old man across the city directly, and drove around in circles before stopping at a place that looked like a farmyard.

A young girl in the compound heard the noise of the car and rushed to the door. When she saw the license plate, she shouted to the inside, "Auntie, Principal Fang is here!"

Fatty got out of the car and looked around. Unexpectedly, there is such a place with few people and beautiful scenery near the capital. He was about to ask old man Fang what this place is for. Fatty glanced at it and his eyes widened again!

Where did Mr. Fang get this pair of sunglasses on his face? !
And his faucet crutch, where did such a long thing come from? !

"Old man, you..."

The old man Fang glanced at Fat Brother disdainfully, then leaned on a cane and walked straight to the yard, yes!Just disdain!
Even through the sunglasses, even if you can't see the old man's eyeballs, the fat brother just feels that he despises him!
"Mr. Fang hasn't come here for a long time. Seeing that you are still in good spirits, we are at ease!"

Another woman in her 30s came out of the yard. Fat Brother couldn't tell what her identity and background was, and she had a very complicated temperament...

The complexion looks like someone who often stays outdoors, the smile looks warm, the sleeves are rolled up, there are many mud spots on the clothes, and there is no jewelry or modification on the body.

"Hehe, I'm a retired old man, and I'm sorry to bother you."

The old man Fang smiled kindly.

Fat brother's dog eyes are wide open, old man, are you not bewitched? !

"I came here on purpose today to ask for something."

Old man Fang took off his glasses, and continued to speak with kind eyebrows.

"Mr. Fang, you are too polite, just ask for anything."

The woman with the bright smile on her face smiled back.

"Haha, let me just say it bluntly. I am a junior who wants to do a show about traditional crafts. I was the first to think of you, so I brought him here."

As he said that, the old man patted Fat Brother's head lightly like he was touching Wangcai, with an affectionate expression.

Asking someone to do something, I can bear it!

Lu Zhiying, one of the few people who is familiar with the craft of making "golden bricks" in the Forbidden City, grew up in the workshop since she was a child. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, her father began to teach her how to make "golden bricks". A few years later, she When her father died of illness, she also resolutely resigned from her own job and devoted herself to running the workshop left by her father.

The development of "BRIC" is time-consuming, labor-intensive, and most importantly, money-consuming!

Therefore, Lu Zhiying's workshop usually relies on making some civilian bricks and tiles to subsidize the expenses of the gold bricks, and has been stumbling like this for more than ten years.

"Sister Lu, since you can already make gold bricks, why don't you sell them?"

"If you have to sell it, many people can't afford the price of gold bricks, and we don't know anyone who is willing to spend the money. We need at least 2 years to make a batch, and under our conditions, we can make a batch of more than 30 pieces at most. It is the limit, and the yield rate is not high. Most importantly, I think there is still a certain gap between the gold bricks we make and the gold bricks handed down by our ancestors."

Lu Zhiying stroked the hair on her forehead and said a little embarrassedly.

"Zhiying, you are just like your father, you just like to dig into the horns! The sound of knocking is sound, and there is no hole in the break. Aren't the gold bricks you make and what the book says are right!"

Fang Lao interrupted.

"Then if someone wants to buy in small quantities, do you have stock to sell?"

The fat brother ignored the old man and continued to ask.

"Of course, it's just that there are not many stocks, and the price..."

Regardless of the origin of the "golden brick" or its production cost, Lu Zhiying does not want to sell it at a low price.

"Let's not consider the price for now. After our program is broadcast, I believe everyone will feel that it is worth the money!"

Fat Brother said confidently.

"Another family has been settled!"

Fat Brother seriously recorded Lu Zhiying in his notebook.

For the next week or so, the old man Fang really did his best, flying around the country with his fat brother, visiting the successor of the Longyuan Sword, the craftsman of the traditional bow, and the iron flower maker...

"There are so many crafts in our country that urgently need to be protected and inherited, and your program has a total of 9 episodes, which is not enough!"

On the plane back to the capital, Mr. Fang looked at Fat Brother and complained.

"Hey, first shoot it out to test the waters, if the response is overwhelming, then shoot the second season!"

Fat Brother thought to himself that my money did not come from the strong wind. If the first season rushed from the street to the end of the street, it would not be because of the money that I shot so many episodes.

"Mr. Fang, thank you for your hard work this time!"

Seeing that old man Fang was so tired that he dozed off as soon as he touched the chair, the fat brother couldn't bear to come. It was really hard for him to run around with him at such an old age.

"It's good to know that I've worked hard. Make a good filming of the show. I will watch every episode. If the filming fails, I have plenty of ways to deal with you!"

The old man closed his eyes and said.

Why is this old man still so hateful!

The driver picked up the two at the airport, and it was time for dinner when they got home. The old man Fang was probably exhausted, so he went back to his room to rest without any appetite. There were only Fat Brother and Fang Gan in the restaurant.

Fat Brother looked wretchedly at the stairs, and whispered to the room, "Hey! Hey! Uncle Gan!"

"what?"

Fang Gan looked up at Fat Brother blankly.

"Cough! Uncle Gan, let me ask you something, that is, is there anyone in your institute who wants to leave or something? The salary is up to them, and they will come if they are suitable. I am short of people."

"The salary is free?"

Fang Gan raised his thick black eyebrows when he heard the words, and confirmed with Fat Brother.

"It can be fake, I can lie to others and I can still cheat you, Uncle Gan?"

Fat Brother doesn't know how much he looks like a counterfeit drug seller...

"Are you a foreign company or not? No matter what the research topic is?"

After worrying about the money, Fang Gan thought about it again.

"Uncle Gan, just put a hundred hearts at ease! My laboratory, from the inside out, is pure Chinese heart! As for the subject, I will send you a form later, and I want everything on the form!"

The fat man slapped his chest loudly.

"Then let me ask for you?"

Fang Gan didn't dare to guarantee it, and said with some uncertainty.

"Okay, I've been staying in the capital for the past two days, Uncle Gan is waiting for your good news!"

"Don't worry, it's still uncertain whether it will succeed or not!"

Fat Brother always thought that scientific research talents like Fang Gan would be stable for more than a month, but after spending more than a week with Mr. Fang, Fat Brother found out through various insinuations that a researcher like Fang Gan It's only a little over [-] a month, and less than [-] have been obtained!
This made Fat Brother a little commotion, even if they let them pay the salary, Fat Brother can afford a monthly salary of 10!

The old man Fang finished his affairs, and the fat brother was too embarrassed to continue to stay at his house, so he ran to the hotel near Fanggan to open a room. He thought it would take at least a few days before there was any movement for such a big event. Unexpectedly, I received a text message from Fang Gan the next day:

"They want to meet you."

they?

More than one came?
The fat man let out a strange cry of excitement, flipped back on the bed in the room, then raised his phone and replied, "Hilton next to you, room 1902!"

Dude, this trip to the capital really made a lot of money!
(End of this chapter)

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