It really corresponds to the famous saying that the true love in the world cannot be kept, and the routines are always won by the hearts of the people. The fat manager followed the routine taught by Han Yue, and after a look of real or false performance, he finally swept thirty-six stores.

Thirty-six stores, what does this mean?

Zhuque Street is the most prosperous street in Chang'an.

And West City is the most prosperous place on the west side of Zhuque Street...

Since ancient times, every inch of the imperial capital has been located, and it takes at least 6,000 guan to buy a store in such an area.

One shop has 6,000 guan, and ten shops have 60,000 guan. If you sweep 36 shops at the same time, it is only 216,000 guan, but in actual operation, you can't get it without 500,000.

Why?

Just look at the development and demolition in later generations and you will understand.

You may only need to pay 100,000 yuan if you demolish a house, but if you want to demolish the entire village, the cost will be increased by at least 50%.

There is no reason, and it is urgent to buy in bulk.

It’s so strange to buy things. Sometimes you buy in bulk very cheaply, and sometimes you buy in bulk absolutely double.

There are thirty-six most prosperous shops, and they are picky and choose to finally choose a row of houses. If they are bought by others, they will not be able to get it without 500,000 yuan, and they will not be able to get it in two or three months.

As a result, Han Yue only used two boxes of silver, which was only 1,000 taels of full amount, and only 15,000 jin of copper coins were converted, and only 10,000 jin of copper coins were used for one morning.

Routines, everything is routine. The true love in the world cannot be kept, and it always wins people's hearts...

The techniques used by Han Yue were simply pediatric in later generations, but in the Tang Dynasty, he had the power of a nuclear bomb like a shock, which was a disadvantage that exceeded thousands of years of knowledge. Anyone who changed to later generations could accomplish this great cause.

Two boxes of white silver frying out the shop owners and exploded the deepest greed of all the merchants.

A worth of 500,000 jin of wealth was used to leverage one thousand taels of silver. If the inside story was known, I would probably scare many people. Although these stores still need to pay in the future, the payment time was completely determined by Han Yue.

That afternoon!

The fat manager held the hype after his power to hold him hostage and asked all stores to move.

No one expressed his objection, but instead rushed to show off. The entire Zhuque Street suddenly became crowded and there were ox carts loading carts transported out of the road.

Finally, the fat chief still remembered Han Yue's instructions and specially transferred thousands of people from the Palace Office to help. When Chang'an Government heard that the three nobles were going to handle the property, he hurriedly sent hundreds of Wuhou to help.

This has been the case since ancient times. When power reaches a certain level, sometimes you don’t have to say anything on your own. Han Yue never showed up from beginning to end. However, no matter whether it is the Ministry of Internal Affairs or the Chang'an Government, there are people everywhere who work hard to please.

Thirty-six shops are 400 meters long, and even if they are converted into later generations, they are almost a mile wide. The relocation of goods uses dozens of ox carts, and more than 5,000 people are involved.

This momentum was so powerful that another publicity was formed before we knew it. The entire Chang'an looked forward to it and secretly guessed what industry the three nobles were going to build.

After only two hours, all the shops were cleared.

At this moment, a large group of people rushed in from afar. These people were not soldiers, but craftsmen sent by the Ministry of Works.

A middle-aged official in the lead shouted loudly: "Everyone cheers me up. As long as I am not exhausted, I will work to death. This time, Your Highness gave up the great gifts. As long as our Ministry of Works helps him with work for free, Your Highness will give the architectural drawings to the Ministry of Works for free. Brothers, we only have five days. Can this matter be accomplished? I, Li Fenglu, please ask everyone here!"

Li Fenglu seemed to be very prestigious. Countless craftsmen responded with promises and patted their chests and shouted: "Don't worry, these thirty-six shops seem huge, but we have tens of thousands of people starting construction at the same time. Not to mention ordinary shops and houses, even the city walls can flatten it..."

Li Fenglu was startled and hurriedly stopped him and said, "It's not thirty-six rooms, only twenty-four rooms are pushed. The drawings given by Your Highness are very detailed. We need to leave behind the twelve shops in the middle, open them up and then renovate them."

A big craftsman with a hot temper laughed and said, "What are you changing? If you want me to say, it's better to push them all to reconstruction. Your Highness provides the drawings so exquisite. My old man only feels itchy with his hands. If I can't build a house according to the drawings, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

This great craftsman obviously didn't have much knowledge of his knowledge, and his words were repetitive and the words were not fulfilled. However, Li Fenglu respected him very much and bent down and explained: "Brother Liu, don't feel regretful. I will always have the opportunity to build a house in the future. The time is too tight this time, so we can only renovate the original house."

The great craftsman muffled and said, "Since that's the case, then do it."

He suddenly turned around and shouted to countless craftsmen: "The disciples have all picked up the guys, put the fences, and pushed the houses, and they are all fucking me to death."

With a command, the whole place burst into a loud bang.

Tens of thousands of craftsmen rushed towards the shop, and a rumbling sound suddenly sounded.

Some people demolished and some people were lucky. In the blink of an eye, the smoke of coyotes rose up on the Vermillion Bird Street.

A total of twenty-four shops were swept and flattened.

Twelve surviving rooms located in the middle are preserved...

The huge project attracted countless people to peek at Zhuque Street, but the craftsmen set up high coarse cloth fences to block everyone's eyes.

No matter how curious you are, you can't see anything before putting the enclosure down.

There were also brave street green-pi who wanted to squeeze in and peep, but they laughed and retreated before they even took three steps forward. The reason was that there was no such thing as the construction site was surrounded by Wuhou of Chang'an Prefecture, and everyone was holding a shaky knife in their hands.

Not to mention a street-born green skin, so what if you are a noble family from a wealthy family? Try to break into Your Highness’s property, the Wuhou will definitely get white knives into red knives.

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That night, all twenty-four shops were knocked down.

The entire construction site was constantly overnight, and there were jingling sounds everywhere.

No one stood up to disturb the people, and no one complained about Han Yue. Instead, the residents around him were itchy in their hearts, and they could not help but wonder what they were going to build.

The next morning, a ox cart suddenly appeared on Zhuque Street, but saw trucks of red bricks coming, and trucks of bluestone slabs arrived together.

Early in the morning of the third day, countless large wood used for building houses were transported, and the craftsmen shouted and carried into the construction site fence, and outsiders could not see the scene inside.

And in the afternoon of the same day, a group of Confucian scholars with green collars and long robes suddenly came to Zhuque Street. Some sharp-eyed people were shocked to find that these people were all famous and well-educated scholars in the Imperial College.

Li Fenglu nodded and bowed to welcome the great scholar in. During this period, he seemed to have a secret word, and the laughter was heard by the onlookers from afar.

"Thank you all for your appreciation. We will write fifty plaques before sunset..."

Plaque inscribed?

A great scholar came to write a plaque?

The crowd around the construction site was full of surprise and couldn't help but whisper.

"Our highness seems to be very inconsistent with the Confucian family. When did these great scholars actually lower their heads? They have always claimed that their index fingers are not touched by spring water, but now they even come to the dusty construction site?"

"Hmph, I think it must be for the benefit of Your Highness."

"The great scholars are not short of money, are they?"

"Bah, they really don't lack money, but they lack reputation..."

The fourth day is coming, the morning is cool and the sun rises.

The palace in Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty was strangely opened an hour ago, and Li Long, the gatekeeper, and Li Chong, the leader of the Yuanbaiqi Temple, both went out, leading the imperial guards forward, and dozens of beautifully decorated floats on the streets.

There are floats in late winter and early spring, and dozens of floats are dispatched together. Do you think this kind of scene is amazing?

You should know that this was in the Tang Dynasty, not later generations.

If you still feel that it is not powerful enough, there is still meaning on the float.

But each float was standing with eighteen palace maids, all with beautiful appearances, and ages, with palace outfits and cotton skirts on the lower body, which was indescribable and charming.

Each float is equipped with twenty Yulin Army guards. The leader holds a strange loudspeaker and keeps shouting: "Tomorrow morning, the mysterious industry will be opened. The three high men are kind-hearted and want the people in the city to share it. They will give countless shopping discount coupons. When will the people still come to rob them?"

"Discount coupon? What is that?"

The onlookers looked at each other, their eyes flashing with a daze.

At this moment, the palace maids on the float suddenly started to move. But they saw their bare hands gently lifting up, throwing out colorful papers like fairies scattering flowers.

Some people took a picture and pulled a young man next to him and asked, "Brother, this is so colorful. Please help me see what the word is written?"

The young man was dressed well, and he was just standing on the street watching the fun. He heard this and glanced at the paper in the hands of the people. Suddenly his pupils shrank slightly and he blurted out: "Shopping discount coupons, you can get a hundred documents in the store..."

The hundred-cent money is nothing to this young man. What really shocked him was the note behind it, which read 300,000 printed copies, and this coupon can be used overlappingly.

"300,000 coupons, each one can be reduced by 100 million. My Saint Confucius is here, and King Zhao of Xifu is very generous."

The people next to him were stunned and continued to ask stupidly: "Brother, what is the purpose of this thing?"

The young man pushed his shoulder with both hands and shouted: "What else do you want to ask? Messenger, hurry up and grab the money!"

"Get money? What money? You guy is really unreasonable. How can you push people for nothing?" The people were pushed and staggered by him, with a faint look on their faces.

The young man stomped his feet and said with a grudge: "I'm for your own good. One discount coupon in your hand can be worth a hundred-ciete copper coin..."

"What, a hundred-civilian copper coins?" The people's eyes were straight, and they raised the discount coupon to check.

The next moment he suddenly reacted, shouted "My mother," and ran wildly under his feet, rushed to the streets and started scrambling.

A discount coupon is worth hundreds of documents. If you grab eight copies, wouldn’t it be the same? If you grab eight copies, wouldn’t you not have to worry about food and clothing for most of the year?

The young man did not participate in the looting. He stood on the street with his hands behind his back and murmured to himself, his tone clearly lamented: "Three hundred thousand discount coupons, each worth one hundred documents, converted into guan, totaling 40,000, indeed worthy of King Zhao of Xifu, the work is amazing..."

What does 40,000 guan mean? It doesn’t sound like a lot, but it’s astronomical in the eyes of the people. Even in the eyes of this young man with good clothes, it’s a considerable amount of money.

In the ninth year of Wude, the Tang Dynasty promoted the water truck business. At that time, the Ministry of Revenue only took out 800,000 ounces of treasury funds, which made the entire court desperately rob.

Although the Tang Dynasty has gradually become rich in recent years, forty thousand guan is still not a small amount of money.

Although Han Yue often engages in industries with millions or tens of millions, it is because he is a national-level behemoth. Strictly speaking, 40,000 guan is already a lot, and 40,000 guan can even empty a small family.

However, this young man has learned about it today.

Just to open the business and attract customers, Han Yue actually gave away 40,000 jin of silver coins for free. This shows how big Han Yue made his money.

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To be continued...