Daqin: Stop pretending, your father, I am Qin Shihuang

Better to spread it out.

It can accumulate prestige for Ji Wushuang, and his identity as the head of the farm family is also more stable.

Of course, he wouldn't just give things away for nothing, not taking the opportunity to make some money, that would be too stupid.

Therefore, from the very beginning, he set his sights on this group of rich second-generation.

Sure enough, someone took the bait.

However, if he wants to sell a good price, he must not agree so easily,

"This..."

Zhao Lang made a hesitant look and said,

"This thing was made by the peasant saint girl Bai, I will ask her."

After finishing speaking, he pretended to look at Ji Wushuang, who was bewildered.

Winked at her.

Then he leaned his head over and pretended to be negotiating something.

Feeling the breath of Zhao Lang leaning over, Ji Wushuang's face flushed slightly.

Soon, Zhao Lang turned around and said,

"The Holy Maiden said that this thing is a weapon for farmers in the world, and naturally it cannot be sold directly."

Hearing this, a look of disappointment flashed across Hu Hai's face.

Then I heard Zhao Lang say,

"But, this production method can be sold."

"You can make your own as soon as possible."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes lit up.

Almost all of them have large fields, and now that spring ploughing is imminent, with this thing, there is a lot of time left!

"If you need it, after returning to Zhuangzi, you can find Wang Cai to buy it."

Many people became agitated after hearing it.

Zhao Lang continued,

"Don't get excited, everyone, we still have one thing to sell."

Immediately, everyone looked over.

"Everyone, everyone knows the poverty of the peasant family, but if you want the farmers in the world to use the curved plough, you need a lot of money."

"So, now the farmer has decided to sell the naming rights. As long as the price is right, this plow will be named by you!"

"In the future, when farmers in the world use plows, they will use the name you gave!"

"This is something that can be passed down through the ages!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.

Hu Hai's eyes lit up again, and even Young Master Gao's expression changed.

The minds of others also became alive.

This kind of thing can be famous, and there is a farmer's guarantee, so there is no worries.

Zhao Lang looked at the reaction below, and a successful smile appeared on his face.

It's not that he didn't want to go to Xianyang City to do this.

But because of his identity, he couldn't make a big splash at all.

On the other hand, how many people will be richer than the second generation of these private salt dealers?

"Everyone, the price starts at 100 taels of gold, and the highest price wins!"

Before Zhao Lang's voice could finish, the voice of bidding rang out from the crowd.

"I give 100 taels!"

"One hundred and want to win the eternal reputation? I will offer 300 taels!"

"500 taels!"

"I give 1000 taels!"

Hu Hai said loudly at this time.

Immediately, the entire crowd fell silent.

1000 taels of gold is not a small amount.

Ji Wushuang on the side was already dumbfounded. Although she stole 1 taels of gold from Zhao Lang, it was actually a kidnapping.

But now that Zhao Lang is empty talk, he can actually sell a name for 1000 taels of gold?

"2000 taels."

Just when everyone thought it was settled, the son shouted loudly.

Chapter 70 Yangcheng Chen Sheng, Yangxia Wu Guang

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Hu Hai on the side was blinded. He didn't expect that Young Master Gao would come out to compete with him.

"Brother, I am useful for this naming right brother, so don't argue with me."

Young Master Gao's eyes flickered at this time, and said coldly.

Hu Hai was stunned for a moment, then quickly revealed a mocking smile and said,

"You also want to dedicate it to your father."

"I thought you were not interested in family property, brother."

"Unexpectedly, everyone is the same."