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Chapter 30 Southerners Don't Need Stoves

"Li Gaoming!" Empress Changsun's cold shout interrupted Li Chengqian's thoughts.

"Mother, my son is here." Li Chengqian responded as if he had lost his parents, and he no longer had the kind of compassion that Changsun Chong had ever felt.

Looking at Li Chengqian's obedient appearance at this time, Empress Changsun felt very hurt: "In two days, two important officials' residences were demolished. If you don't say that you are coming out today, be careful of your good flesh!"

When he was talking, Empress Changsun felt that her head was so painful. This little bastard was really uneasy. And if he hadn't called him back in time today, I was afraid that his uncle Gao Shilian's mansion would not have escaped his vicious hands.

Li Chengqian's eyes were circling, trying his best to connect everything. After a little thought, he asked, "Mother, do you think the charcoal stove and fire pit are warm?"

"Yes." Changsun's face relaxed a little and nodded slightly.

"Then Mother, do you think the father will promote charcoal furnaces and fire pits in the territory of the Tang Dynasty?"

Empress Changsun continued to nod, and she also wanted to know how Li Chengqian described the square as the round.

"My Tang Dynasty is vast. If the officials wait for the officials to learn these two things well and then spread them to the people, it will probably take more than 3 months, right?"

Continue to nod.

"But no matter how the government recommends it, it is not as important as the people themselves think it is easy to come. And the important officials of the court would rather dismantle their homes than install them? With the curious nature of the people in Chang'an City, they will definitely try it. Therefore, my sons do this to promote these charcoal furnaces!"

Looking at Changsun who continued to nod, Li Chengqian was also speechless, but seeing that my mother had no intention of stopping him, so she had to continue talking.

"My uncle's family is engaged in iron treatment business. The production of a carbide furnace requires a large amount of iron, which is also beneficial to the uncle's business."

After a series of slanting and uneven words, Li Chengqian was also sweating all over the place, which was a bit far-fetched, but if you consider the age of 8 in reality, you should be considered to be almost able to pass the test.

"So your uncle should thank you?" Queen Changsun's voice was very calm, and I couldn't tell whether she was angry.

"I don't need to thank you, it's all from relatives."

"Hmm?!" Changsun, who was sitting on the rocking chair, sat up suddenly.

"No, mother, son minister doesn't mean this." Li Chengqian also felt that what he said just now was wrong and dared to make up for it.

"What I mean is that my uncle only has an ordnance business? If the steel production problem is not solved, the profit will never be increased, right?"

When Empress Changsun saw that Li Chengqian talked about business from the people's livelihood, she sat back slowly and waited for him to continue talking.

"But the carbide furnace is different. First of all, it can be made of steel, or ordinary iron. The second is that it has a large amount. I have more than 2 million households in the Tang Dynasty. Which household does not need one? Some large households even need many."

As long as there is something related to money, Changsun will be interested. He heard what Li Chengqian said and couldn't help but signal him to continue.

"My mother, think about it, even if a stove sells 50 ci, ten thousand ci is 500,000 ci, that is, 500 ci, and one million ci is 50,000 ci. If all the rich families are counted, they will need three million ci, which is 150,000 ci."

"Fifteen thousand coins?" Changsun was also shocked by the number Li Chengqian said. Just a stove can generate such a large profit?

At this time, Changsun had already planned to take the charcoal stove business to the palace to run it.

"Well. 150,000 jin! This is just an ordinary stove. If you make some high-end ones and sell them to some wealthy households, you can sell them for about 160,000." Li Chengqian nodded in affirmation.

The smart Li Chengqian certainly would not remind his smart mother that there is no need for stoves in the south of the Tang Dynasty.

"Okay, you go down, I have to consider your uncle again." The Tang Dynasty was in its early days, and it was time to be rebuilt. Although the imperial royal family had gained power, they had no wealth accumulation. Empress Changsun was almost in a hurry to be held in the harem.

"No, Mother, my son's affairs have not been finished yet." Li Chengqian is a typical type of being good at taking advantage of the situation. Seeing that Changsun did not mention his demolition of the house, he immediately beat a snake with a stick and prepared to make a request.

"What else do you have? Haven't you explained it all?" Changsun had no intention of spending time with him, just wanted Li Chengqian to leave quickly.

"It's another thing, that is, the money in the warehouse is in charge of the business, please send him to me."

"How did Manager Qian offend you? Just because he said something to Chunxiao last time? Are you planning to take revenge on him?" Changsun knew his son's vindictive nature. If Manager Qian was really worried about him, he would be afraid that it would not be enough to not lose his skin.

"No, he just broke the grassroots. Why should I take revenge on him? I have to look at the partner if I bully people." Li Chengqian was a little depressed. Why did he leave such a bad impression on my mother's heart?

"Then what do you want him to do?" Changsun kept asking questions about Li Chengqian's motives.

"I just want him to help me run errands and do something."

"Tell me what's going on with me, and if I can, I'll send him there."

"It's about the Carboniferous Mountain in the suburbs. I plan to buy that mountain." Seeing that he didn't say anything, Li Chengqian simply gave it a waste of time.

"Buy a mountain? What do you want to make the Carboniferous Mountain? Just buy it when the palace needs it." Changsun found that he was increasingly confused about what his son was thinking.

"Mother, the carbonite will be used in large quantities soon, and it's all money." Li Chengqian knew that nothing to say to Changsun was useless, so he had to withdraw money.

But Li Chengqian did not expect that he had not waited for Changsun’s reply, but waited for a moment behind him. His Majesty Li Er’s voice rang behind him: “You are competing for profit with the people. If you don’t want to be impeached, it’s better to dispel this idea.”

"Ah?!" Li Chengqian was completely confused. How could he buy a mountain to start a mine by himself and compete for profit with the people? Can ordinary people afford mines?

And when did the cheap dad come in? I didn’t hear the door ringing just now. Could it be... the old man has been in the house?

Looking at Li Chengqian's stupid look, Changsun laughed out loud and said to Li Er: "Second brother scared Gao Ming."

"I've seen my father." After being interrupted by Changsun, Li Chengqian finally reacted and hurriedly greeted Li Er.

Comrade Li curled his lips, snorted, pointed at Li Chengqian with the book he rolled up in his hand, and then said to Changsun: "Guanyin maid, you have been deceived by this rebellious son!"

"Hmm? I'm lying? I don't know what my second brother said..." The shrewd Queen Changsun's eyes narrowed, glanced at Li Chengqian, and asked His Majesty Li Er.
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