I received my adopted son in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 221
In the afternoon of the next day, Lao Dong, exhausted both physically and mentally, rushed to the field in the outskirts of Luoyang without hesitation.

"Don't look, the old man has indeed lost weight, and his face looks better than before."

Looking at Cai Yan's suspicious eyes in the car, he felt secretly refreshed but pretended to be calm: "Don't ask, it's because the old man is bestowed with the gift of God, that he can live longer and come back sooner."

Cai Yan, who couldn't help looking at Old Dong quietly just now, immediately rolled her eyes: "The more you live, the more you go back, why don't you say you can rejuvenate?"

"As long as the old man is willing, it's okay."

Old Dong smiled immediately, feeling that human nature is quite interesting: If he finds excuses to deceive himself, the smart Cai Yan will definitely not believe it, and things will become more troublesome instead.

But if you tell her the truth, you will feel that you are joking, and you will not take this suspicion to heart.

This little thing tells Old Dong: To be a human being, one must...be honest?
Do not,
It is necessary to be false and real, there is reality in the false, and there is false in the real.

Isn't this hypocrisy?

However, Lao Dong felt that this was the wisdom of life acquired after mastering human nature.

When the great Han is unified in the future, he may also carry out lecture tours in thirteen states, and only charge [-] catties of gold for the rich in three sentences, so as to spread his wisdom and experience to benefit the people.

As the carriage got farther and farther away from the tall city walls of Luoyang, Old Dong found that there were many more post stations on the roadside than before.

After thinking about it, it should be the prosperity of newspapers that drove the development of this industry.He took out the binoculars and looked at it again, and found that the copy that the postman was carrying was already a paper version.

After working hard to make toilet paper, Zuo Bo worked hard, and finally used other raw materials to make paper that is no less than Zuo Bo paper, and the cost is also lower than bamboo slips and wood slips.

He was finally elated, but before he had time to show off, Old Dong sent him a new order: to invent ink that can be used for printing.

It is another task that requires countless experiments before it can be successful—it is foreseeable that before printing is developed, Zuo Bo will most likely become the Edison of the late Han Dynasty, but not Faraday.

"These post stations..." Looking at those post stations, Old Dong couldn't help frowning slightly, and suddenly found that his previous thinking was a bit narrow: "It can be expanded to other uses."

"What's your crooked idea?" Cai Yan said, but his eyes were on the telescope in his hand.

"I can completely turn the post station under my rule into a multi-functional transfer station that integrates official document copying, military post, civilian post, and logistics transfer. The most important thing is the function of espionage transmission."

"Although the thirteen prefectures of the Great Han Dynasty are not under the control of the Han Dynasty, they will not refuse the news brought by the post station."

"The old man can set up an espionage transmission agency belonging to the Taiwei Mansion in their post station, and regularly report on local policies, folk customs, weather, officials, whether the officials have made friends with foreign thieves, whether they have embezzled public funds, and whether they have Bao Xiaosan or something..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help smiling, and continued: "Before, I just wanted to let Wei Zi use the Zhangtai industry, as well as Luoyang's emerging commodities, such as paper and glass, to expand the scope of assassination by embroiderers."

"I never thought that the ready-made station is right in front of me, and it is more suitable for the transfer of espionage. After returning this time, I must..."

"Is it necessary to implement it quickly?" Seeing him pause, Cai Yan asked unconsciously.

"Implementation must be implemented, and it must be combined with Zhangtai and Shangwu, using Zhangtai, Shangwu and other activities to spy, and the post station is responsible for transmission."

Old Dong nodded first, and then shook his head: "But this time when we go back, we have to reprimand Wen You first. I only know how to bury my head in the office all day long, but I still need to find out such a good method."

Cai Yan felt bitter immediately, and couldn't keep up with his strange brain circuit: "Do you think everyone is like you, doing nothing after the morning meeting?"

"Alas..." Old Dong's expression darkened when he heard the words, he shook his head leisurely and said, "Yan'er, you have changed..."

"In the past, 'uncle is long, uncle is short', and I was respectful and polite to the old man. Now I open my mouth and shut my mouth and roll my eyes, and I am no longer as gentle as before."

Cai Yan shook his head, with a look of nostalgia on his face, and said angrily: "If uncle wants to go back to the beginning, please take your hands off your niece's lap first?"

Old Dong was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly there was a rascal smiling face: "Why do you go back, there is no turning back when you open the bow!"

Cai Yan didn't say much anymore, she was used to him touching her legs.

After feeling a little bored, he reached for the binoculars in his hand, and curiously fiddled with them in front of his eyes: "What is this? It's also from a military factory?"

"Well, this is the processed product of the glass fired by the military factory. It is called 'a thousand miles at a glance'. Just put it in front of your eyes and adjust the length of the tube, and you can clearly see the distant scenery."

Following Uncle Zuo's production of qualified paper, the military factory achieved remarkable results last month.After Ma Jun made Quyuanli under the guidance of Lao Dong, he successfully fired glass.

But Old Dong didn't sell it directly. He first sent some to his own residence, the imperial palace, and other residences of good ministers, and then launched a wave of hunger marketing in the newsletter.

In the Luoyang market, Li Shu, a commoner, only heard about it, but never actually saw it.

"Since it has been fired and the cost is extremely low, why not sell it directly?" Cai Yan pulled the retractable telescope and asked absent-mindedly.

"Once a large amount is sold, how will the old man harvest the leeks of the rich and powerful?" Old Dong has no interest in extracting oil from the hungry, cold and impoverished Li common people, and he was one of them in his previous life.

But when it comes to wielding the sickle vigorously in the opposite direction and cutting the leeks of those famous families and powerful landlords, he is not only interested, but also very big!
"Let the news of the glass fly for a while. This old man is the only one here. The more you don't sell it, the more others will think it is a treasure in the world."

"Then slowly ship the goods, firmly hold down the volume to maintain the scarcity of the glass, the old man can at least reap ten thousand times more profit!"

"A profit of more than ten thousand times?" Cai Yan shook his hand and almost dropped the telescope on the car, his face paled: "Are you crazy?..."

"Glass can indeed replace copper mirrors, illuminate people in every detail, and can also be used to make windows as you said... But the profit is more than ten thousand times, and it doesn't mean that if you don't have this thing, you will die. Why do people insist on buying it?" ?”

"Of course I will buy it." The old Dong was very sure, and said, "It depends on how you sell it."

"Just make a lot of hype first, say that glass is the essence of jade, and try to exaggerate its value. Then make it into jewelry, and then make some brainwashing words."

"What's 'glass lasts forever, one piece lasts forever', or 'a piece of glass shines brightly, and the love will be remembered forever', and what else is 'create a glass-like dream for you, so that you can live a happy life' and so on."

"As long as glass is bound to love and marriage, creating a social consensus of 'If you don't buy a glass ring, you don't love me', someone will pay a large IQ tax."

As he spoke, he proudly patted Cai Yan's leg lightly: "Don't worry, this is a successful case."

"The unchanging evil of human beings for thousands of years is to drive up prices! As long as the publicity and hype work is done well and promoted from top to bottom, there will be a lot of money."

For a moment, Cai Yan's mood became complicated, and he picked up his hand and wanted to take it away from his lap: "It sounds feasible, but if you do this...don't you feel that your conscience will hurt?"

"What hurts my conscience?"

Old Dong took the opportunity to take away his big hand, but took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Cai Yan's soft waist: "I set the price of glass so high that the people of Li and common people would be discouraged by it, but the famous families and powerful landlords exploited the people, so they are full of food."

"After taking the money from them, the old man puts it into the cause of benefiting the common people - isn't that what the imperial court should do to smooth the social wealth divide?"

Cai Yan thought about it, but still didn't know how to evaluate it.

Finally, he looked at Old Dong with a strange face, and concluded: "So, you are the 'Mercedes-Benz' you mentioned, and you don't cheat the poor?"

(End of this chapter)