I open a restaurant in Daqin

Chapter 475

"Satisfied, Guan Neihou's answer, of course Qin Yong is satisfied!"

"As for what it means, hasn't the Marquis of Guannei heard it yet?"

"Qin Yong dared to ask, since the Marquis of Guannei knew that those people came here to ask for my Daqin, and my Daqin took them in, and I also asked for them."

"It's mutual use itself. How can we talk about high and low, and where do they come from, such as scholars, farmers, businessmen, etc.?"

"In the final analysis, don't scholars need the support of others to be strong? Without the so-called farmers, businessmen and merchants in your eyes, what are scholars?"

Qin Yong sneered, and while speaking, his eyes gradually became sharper, staring at the old man firmly.

The old man's heart bulged, and when Qin asked this question, he felt speechless for an instant.

Even Ying Zheng, who was at the side, suddenly found himself unable to answer.

Qin used this to go around for a long time before they realized that there was only one reason for Qin Yong to go around. Whether it was the king Yingzheng or the nobles of the clan, in fact, they had always relied on others, but they had always been relying on others. suppressing others.

In the room, it suddenly became extremely silent.

Qin Yong got up slowly, stood with his hands behind his back, turned around and looked out the window, and said, "A prince and general, I would rather have a kind. The status of a person is not determined by blood, but by strength!"

"Just like Brother Wang, who seems to be aloof, but is the co-lord of the world, the king of Daqin. But after all, why isn't Brother Wang working day and night for millions of people in Daqin?"

"Brother Wang, have you ever thought about it, when you are sitting on the high throne, what you do is not something noble, but serving the people of the world, serving them in every detail?"

"Brother Wang, have you ever thought about it, if one day, the kings of my Daqin no longer work so diligently on duty, and don't even care about their food and clothing, how can they continue to follow Daqin?"

"And without them, how could my Great Qin continue to be as strong as it is today?"

It was one question after another, but different from the previous ones, each of these questions made Ying Zheng's heart tremble.

Even the old man looked at Qin Yong with a twinkle in his eyes.

Speaking of this, he basically understood what Qin Yong meant.

However, before the two of them could speak, Qin Yong said, "In the final analysis, Daqin is the Daqin of the Qin people, and it has never been dominated by any family, one surname, and one person!"

"Everyone is contributing to this country. The strength of this country is indispensable to the meager efforts of everyone. If this is the case, how can scholars be divided into agriculture, industry and commerce?"

"Marquis of Guannei, just now you asked me, a scholar, a farmer, a businessman, which category I belong to, and I answered that I am from Qin. I don't know if you are satisfied with this answer now?"

After finishing speaking, Qin Yong turned around slowly, with condescending eyes, looking at Guan Neihou who was kneeling on the ground.

Guan Neihou's eyes met Qin Yong's. For some reason, he suddenly had a feeling that he couldn't look directly at him, which made him involuntarily withdraw his gaze and look at Ying Zheng who was beside him.

As soon as his eyes shifted, he met Ying Zheng again, and he suddenly found that Ying Zheng smiled, as if he was gloating, but also helpless.

Outside the window, the sun was still shining brightly last moment, but gradually, for some unknown reason, the sky became dark again.

In the sky, heavy snow fell again.

The gust of wind howled, and beat the open window door to shake continuously, and finally shut it suddenly.

Another heavy snowfall came as soon as it was said, without any warning signs, but it came so naturally that people didn't even have the slightest precautions.

Countless heavy snow, blown by the strong wind, kept slapping on the walls and tiles.

Outside, even though Zhao Gao was standing in the corridor, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

He stretched out his hands and tightened his clothes, and continued to stand in front of the door, waiting for the conversation inside.

However, after being silent inside for a long time, no one spoke.

Just when Zhao Gao thought the conversation of the people inside was over, the old man's voice sounded again: "On the way back last night, the old man heard something mentioned by Shuang'er. After Mr. Xuan Wen came back from Mount Li, he did not stop and asked the people in the house to communicate. It is said that all the merchants in Xianyang worked together to produce 20 sets of clothes in three days, is there such a thing?"

As soon as the words came out, Zhao Gao outside immediately stood up straight and listened quietly inside, waiting for Qin Yong's answer.

In the room, Ying Zheng also looked at Qin Yong.

As for the truth of this matter, Ying Zheng at this moment certainly knows.

He was also shocked when he got the news.

Last night, Princess Yingshuang heard Qin Yong Wuhuan's conversation with her own ears, and she talked about it on the way back.

What Qin Yong called all the merchants in Xianyang, and within three days he had to rush to make twenty sets of cold clothes and send them to Lishan.Today, Wuhuan has to go to various places to collect grain and send it to Lishan to feed the laborers in Lishan.

This news was shocking to Ying Zheng, but thinking about what Qin Yong did, he was not surprised.

This kid himself is not a stingy person, so he took out hundreds of thousands of gold when he said he would give it out.

Today, hundreds of thousands of sets of winter clothes, as well as those grains, may be difficult for the imperial court, which has to take care of all aspects.But for him who has a huge amount of money, it is really nothing.

Gritting his teeth, it's normal to send it out.

And afterwards, he deliberately sent people to investigate, and the results he got were completely true. Gradually, he accepted it.

But Guan Nei Hou was different, this news was like a bolt from the blue to him.

Qin Yong's approach, for him, is simply the first time in the world, there is no one before, and there will be no one to come.

Dare to ask this world, is there any businessman who doesn't love money?
Not to mention businessmen, even scholars would never lose themselves and make up for others.

But Qin Yong actually did it, and he did it so vigorously, he did it as soon as he said it, which shocked him, and he didn't understand why Qin Yong insisted on doing it.

"That's right, I ordered 20 winter clothes!"

"Not only now I want to order 20 sets of cold clothes, but after a while, when I have enough time, I will order a million sets, tens of millions of sets!"

"These 20 sets of cold clothes will be sent to Lishan Royal Mausoleum as soon as possible, and the follow-up cold clothes will also be sent to various construction sites and even military camps!"

Under the eyes of Ying Zheng and the old man, Qin Yong sat down beside him and said suddenly.

"Thousands of sets, sent to various construction sites, and even military camps?"

The old man was startled, and repeated Qin Yong's words.

"That's right!"

Qin Yong raised his head and said.

"Why?"

"I have long heard that Xuan Wenjun burns too much money. Is it true that Xuan Wenjun has so much money that he squanders it recklessly, and is afraid that he will not be able to use it?"

The old man looked at Qin Yong in puzzlement. Although he knew the function of Qin Yong's cold clothes, he still couldn't understand why Qin Yong did this.

You know, every set of cold clothes is money!

Ordinary people can't even afford cold clothes at all!

(End of this chapter)