Ming Chengyuan was happy and worried at the same time. It was a good thing that the business in the shop was good, but the inventory he had accumulated for so long was gone. Now even if he was cut in half, there would be no way to get the goods needed tomorrow before opening tomorrow.

Make it.

He wouldn't worry if he asked someone for help.

The novel plow truck is the key to the popularity of their shop. If others imitate it, then the good business will naturally disappear from them. They also want to buy a shop for Ming's mother. How can this be done?

Even if he is a little tired, he cannot wrong his family.

"Dad, you can do your best, and there's no need to hurry up. Just leave the finished product in the store. It doesn't matter if it's not finished."

It is true that plow trucks are easy to use, but if they become widespread, they will no longer be new. Sooner or later they will be copied. What they have to do is to have a steady stream of new products. In this way, even if someone follows suit and plagiarizes, they will only be copied forever.

They are left behind and cannot be surpassed.

"But..." Ming Chengyuan opened his mouth. He naturally wanted to take advantage of the current momentum to transfer more money.

But when he met Mingxiu's eyes, he couldn't help but sigh.

Forget it, Mingxiu's suggestion is very pertinent. Indeed, he is the only one in the family who can do this job. Even if he works overtime, he still won't be able to sell it, so he might as well let nature take its course.

…

"Master, this is the new plow truck in the city."

Xie Zhan was invited to his home by his subordinates. This person was recommended and promoted by Wen Jin. Because of his cleverness, Xie Zhan valued him very much.

"It can be pulled by manpower, which saves a lot of livestock labor. Not bad." Xie Zhan nodded slightly, "Who researched this thing? Invite people."

He must have such a talent under his control.

Hang Zikun hesitated, "Master..."

"What's the matter?" Xie Zhan turned around impatiently. Since his quarrel with Mingxiu, his temper and patience have gradually deteriorated. In the past, he just didn't like people who procrastinate, but now he basically can't tolerate them.

Not daring to meet Xie Zhan's eyes, Hang Zikun lowered his head and said softly: "It's something from the shop you asked to look after."

Aren't Xie Zhan familiar with that family? Before Hang Zikun invited Xie Zhan to come, he actually felt that his master had known about it for a long time, and now he just wanted to ask how to deal with it.

After all, if this kind of thing that is beneficial to people's livelihood works properly, the people in the desert can start to catch up with the Southern Dynasty even in farming.

This was something they could not imagine before. The ancestors of the desert lived on nomadic life. After Emperor Gaozu founded the country, he felt that nomadic life was too unstable, so he began to build cities and encourage people to farm and produce.

Although more than half of the people in the desert have started farming, their farming level is still far behind that of the Southern Dynasties. When war comes, the people often cannot afford taxes.

The people who go to war have a hard time not just because people will die, but also because they can't afford to raise soldiers and horses.

Therefore, both the former emperor and today's Xie Zhan regard agricultural development as the first element.

Nowadays, there are more advanced agricultural tools and low-cost ways to develop wasteland. All these make Hang Zikun feel that God has accelerated the development of the desert.

The only reason why they were weaker than the Southern Dynasty was that they did not have abundant food and grass. If they could catch up, the Southern Dynasty would never dare to invade rashly.

Hang Zikun looked at his master ambitiously, waiting for Xie Zhan's order.

"is her……"

Xie Zhan's mood was a little complicated.

The two crucial methods are all learned from Mingxiu. This woman... has great talents.

It's a pity that she has no ambition, she just wants to make money and live a comfortable life. Otherwise, if her talent is revealed, how many people will be vying to get him?

Xie Zhan felt both fortunate and regretful at the same time.

"Master?" Hang Zikun was confused. What was he really thinking?

"Don't worry about this. If anyone wants to reach out," Xie Zhan's eyes flashed with blood, "Then cut him off!"

"yes."

Xie Zhan was satisfied that this subordinate knew how to do things and come up with things. After a few brief instructions, he said nothing more.

"I'm going out for a while to stop people from talking nonsense."

They haven't fully mastered the newly emerged plow truck yet, and Xie Zhan doesn't want Nan Chao to get the recipe before now.

Hang Zikun's heart trembled, "Master, don't worry, my subordinates will be on guard."

After leaving Hang Zikun's house, Xie Zhan went straight to Mingxiu.

He didn't want to be hot-tempered, but now he had to come to her, not for personal reasons but for business.

After hearing Xie Zhan's intention, Mingxiu pursed her lips slightly.

"...Actually, when I made the Quyuan plow and sold it, I was already prepared for it to be copied. If you want to use it, then just take it and use it."

Whoever pirates it is not piracy. Although she is disgusted with such behavior, but as Xie Zhan said, doing this can help many people, so he can just do it.

Mingxiu made the Quyuan Plow just for the convenience of her own family. As for whether outsiders would benefit from it, she didn't care.

Just because Xie Zhan made the Quyu plow, it didn't mean that their family couldn't sell it. Furthermore, their carpentry shop didn't rely solely on a Quyu plow.

Even though this plays a decisive role, it does not mean that other things will not attract customers.

Even without the Quyuan plow, Mingxiu is confident that his carpentry shop will have a prosperous business.

So easy to talk to?

Xie Zhan was dumbfounded. Is Mingxiu really indifferent to this matter, or...

Is it because he is so easy to talk to?

Thinking of this possibility, Xie Zhan's eyes gradually softened.

"Then it won't cause your family to suffer. The previous method of raising soil was originally a priceless treasure. The price of one hundred taels of silver is really too low. If you don't do it, your family will always suffer."

"You are honey, I am arsenic. I don't even feel that I have suffered a loss. What do you have to feel guilty about?" Mingxiu always felt that the original matter had been settled long ago. Who would have thought that Xie Zhan would still show it now?

Talk?

If it were anyone else, Xie Zhan would definitely not be able to say a word.

But Mingxiu is the one in his heart.

No one should suffer a loss but Mingxiu.

He pondered for a while and said: "I will give an order when I go back. Your family can still sell the plow truck. However, if any idle businessmen copy it for profit and infringe on the interests of the country, in addition, you will give the complete drawing of the plow truck to

I will ask someone to present you with two thousand taels of silver notes later."

Mingxiu is short of money recently, and Xie Zhan knows this. If he gives money directly, Mingxiu will definitely not accept it. He must have an explanation.

Why is this person so stupid?

Mingxiu frowned and looked at him in confusion. Is he still unwilling to offer generous terms?

Could it be that she is the one taking advantage?

Forget it, if you don’t understand, don’t think about it. Since people want to pay, there is no reason for Mingxiu to turn them away.
Chapter completed!