The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 972 Bicycles

Tong Tiehu's eyes turned red again when he heard this.

"Revenge, it's more refreshing to do it yourself."

"That's great-grandfather, he's really standing in front of you, do you dare to do it?" Tong Sanlang asked.

Tong Tiehu gritted his teeth, "At least Liuli dares."

Tong Sanlang sighed when he heard the words, "Let's think about what she left behind. There are secret passages, explosives, and divine liquid."

"What's the use of this?" Tong Tiehu asked.

"At least we don't have to worry that the Yang family will do something. If the Yang family dares to do something, then we dare to rebel."

Tong Tiehu couldn't help sighing, "Forget it, what's wrong with it, let's do it like this, don't die, the blame for the dead person may be counted on Mai Mai's head, let's live in peace like this."

"Yes, so I've been working on bicycles since I was able to move these days." Tong Sanlang said as he opened the wooden box next to the pillow, which contained his wooden bicycle model.

The most delicate part of the bicycle is the chain. Qiao Xiaomai only had a general impression of this thing, but he was smart and his carpentry work had improved a lot. After several days of thinking, he really made this thing.

"Look, this is a bicycle chain." He took out a bicycle chain made of bamboo and handed it to Tong Tiehu.

Tong Tiehu took it and looked it up carefully in his hand, and then couldn't help but sigh, "It's so delicate, I don't know how smart the first person to think of this thing is."

"There are heaven and man outside the sky, and there are people outside the sky. We don't know how smart it is. What we know so far is to use this to make money." Tong Sanlang chuckled.

Hearing this, Tong Tiehu put down the chain in his hand, picked up the one-foot-long bicycle model and looked at it over and over again, "How much does this thing cost when it's made?"

"This is definitely going to be more expensive than a tricycle."

A tricycle is just a toy for children, and a toy can sell for 180 taels, so the bicycle will only be higher.

Hearing this, Tong Tiehu groaned for a while, and said, "If bicycles are sold so expensive, they will eventually become toys for the rich just like tricycles. Those who really need bicycles are those whose families even buy farm cattle. Great farmers."

Rich people have more comfortable carriages wherever they go, and bicycles can only be used as toys.

But for the poor, bicycles are very useful. You don’t need to walk to other places, and you can bring more things. It is fast and convenient. If the poor can afford this bicycle, it must be a good thing.

So now the question is, is it better to set a high price and sell it to the rich circle for a lot of money and then build roads, or to sell it directly to the poor at a lower price to do good deeds.

Tong Sanlang hesitated after hearing this.

These two paths lead to the same goal, and in the end they are both good deeds.

Which one is better to use?

After Qiao Mai made lunch for Yang Wenxiao and Yang Hao in the guest house, he returned to the wheat garden, facing the questions thrown by his grandfather and grandson.

She blinked and said, "Of course it was sold to the rich for money. A kang has already earned a lot of prestige. At this time, if we make another bicycle that is convenient for you, me, and him, Yang Wenxiao and Emperor Yong'an said I might think too much about it.”

"Let's just follow the previous method honestly, misappropriating money, misappropriating money recklessly, after a one-shot sale, whoever can imitate it to make money will no longer be within our scope of consideration."

"The number of rich people in Daqi is limited. After the market for rich people is saturated, the price of bicycles must be reduced so that more people can afford it."

(End of this chapter)