Zhang Qing took off his shoes and sat on the official hat chair that was five times larger than normal size, and was still sitting like usual. As soon as he sat on it, he shouted: "No, it's really good."

The chair has legs, two feet taller than sitting on the mat. If he sits on the mat and is watched by so many people, the height difference will cause a very heavy sense of oppression. However, sitting two feet tall is only a little lower than the person standing. Not only does he have no sense of oppression, he is also quite majestic. For this reason, he has to buy this official hat chair.

When he raised his small breasts on the chair and looked bright, Cheng Mo squeezed through the crowd.

"Wulang, sit and experience the fun of a chair." Zhang Qing said excitedly.

Cheng Mo and the shopkeeper Hua had a tacit understanding and thought they didn't know each other. Cheng Mo sat opposite Zhang Qing, with his butt on the chair and his legs naturally sagging, and said, "It's more comfortable to sit like this."

Zhang Qing was stunned for a moment and hesitated, but seeing Cheng Mo's legs spread apart and feeling contented, he was moved again. He gritted his teeth and pulled out his legs from under his butt. Before he could put it down, the entourage standing behind him was anxious and shouted: "Twelve Men!"

Zhang Qing ranks twelve among the clans.

Cheng Mo glanced at the entourage strangely and said, "What's wrong?"

If you sit for a long time, you will become a band-shaped leg and can liberate your legs. Who is not happy?

A trace of contempt flashed in the follower's eyes, but he said, "Nothing."

Cheng Mo saw something wrong and was about to ask in detail. Zhang Qing had made a decision. He laughed, pulled his legs out of his hips, hung them apart under the chair, put on his shoes, and put his feet on the ground, and said, "It's really comfortable to sit like this."

What was the follower going to say? He glanced at Cheng Mo and swallowed the words back.

The onlookers talked louder after Cheng Mo sat down, buzzing, and couldn't hear what they were saying. Cheng Mo asked Zhang Qing in a low voice: "Is there any problem?"

Zhang Qing sat comfortably, touching the chair with his hands and touching the chair, very excited. Cheng Mo didn't think he could think of it at all, and said casually: "It's nothing." After touching for a while, he said proudly: "This chair is good. Give me ten pieces and send them to Duke Anguo Mansion."

Manager Hua said: "Forgive me, my boss has designed the official hat and chair with all his efforts. It was released on the first day of today, and there is only one in the world."

As he said that, he pointed to the normal size. As for the giant official hat chair that Cheng Mo and Zhang Qing were sitting on, it was specially made for display.

Zhang Qing was even happier. He was the first person in the capital to have a chair. He waved his hand boldly, his voice a little louder than usual, and said, "Then I'll send this to Duke Anguo Mansion, I'll have a reward."

He must treasure this unique chair and not show it to others for a while.

Manager Hua smiled and said, "As long as the noble man pays a deposit, the old man will definitely deliver ten official hat chairs to the mansion within two months."

After drawing the drawings of this chair, he worked hard to make it, of course not to make only one for people to collect. What Cheng Mo wanted was to change the sitting habits of this era and let the official hat chair take root here thousands of years in advance. Hearing what Manager Hua said, he looked at Manager Hua with praise and said, "I have good luck to be the first customer to pay the deposit."

When he heard that he could still get ten precious chairs, Zhang Qing was so happy that he said, "Wuro said it well, I have always been lucky."

Without having to speak, the followers around him had already presented silver notes consciously.

This is the first business? Manager Hua was so impressed by Cheng Mo that he looked at him with deep meaning and said, "This little gentleman is right, good luck to the twelve gentlemen."

"Hahaha." Zhang Qing laughed proudly and said, "When the chair is delivered to the mansion, I will definitely invite my brothers to have a banquet in the mansion and try this official hat chair."

When the onlookers saw his proud look, they all showed envious expressions. Many people thought that only noble people could get such valuable things, and ordinary people like them could only sit on the most ordinary mat.

Just as the onlookers were envious and jealous, a young man in fine clothes walked out of the crowd. It was Luo An. He arrived a while ago than Cheng Mo and Zhang. When he saw the official hat and chair, he wondered who had such talent and designed such wonderful furniture. This was not a simple chair, but an epoch-making innovation.

He sighed, but he didn't expect Cheng Mo and Zhang Qing to come later. Zhang Qing even thoughtlessly, got off the horse and rushed straight, and sat on the extremely precious chair.

When he saw Zhang Qing take off his shoes and sit on him, his eyes were blazing fire, and he really wanted to go over and pull Zhang Qing down. But Cheng Mo's sitting posture surprised him. There is a special noun for sitting on the mat with his buttocks and stretching his legs flat, which is called squid, which is very unethical. Cheng Mo sat on the chair with his buttocks, stretching his legs flat, and hanging on the ground. What is this sitting method?

The nobles began to receive etiquette education when they learned to walk, otherwise why did they make every move differently from ordinary people? The education they received since childhood was that they could only sit and not sit around. Cheng Mo came from modern times, so how could they understand this? Naturally, how they felt comfortable. Zhang Qing had been hesitant before and despised him for a reason.

But when Zhang Qing boldly settled ten official hats and chairs, Luo An was anxious. Marquis Jinghai and Duke An Guo were mortal enemies. The slaves of the two mansions met on the street, and they refused to give in to each other and no one would take a step back. He and Zhang Qing were not in the Yulin Guard and did not talk about each other's relationship, but they were also competitive, and they refused to let the other party gain the upper hand.

When Zhang Qing shouted for ten chairs, the voice spread far away, and many onlookers heard it, and he could hear it even more. When did Duke Anguo Mansion lose to the Marquis of Jinghai Mansion? He could no longer stay in the crowd.

When Zhang Qing was in the limelight, he saw Luo An, and he was even more energetic and shouted: "Luo Shiba, I have booked ten chairs and I will give you two more. Haha."

It’s so happy to see Luo An get defeated.

Luo An's face was as deep as water, and he said, "Who wants you to send it?" He raised his chin high and said arrogantly: "The official hat chair is right? I'll set a hundred pieces."

Haven’t you set ten pictures? I will set hundred pictures, ten times more than you, and it will make you tightly.

Manager Hua was stunned: "What did the noble man say?"

Business is delivered to your door, and you will be a fool if you don’t do it. Cheng Mo smiled and said, “Luo Shibalang of the Marquis of Jinghai will set up one hundred official hats and chairs.”

Since losing in one-on-one challenge again, Luo An has no trouble with Cheng Mo, but he has no contact with Cheng Mo. He ignored Cheng Mo and signaled his followers to pay the deposit.

Manager Hua looked at Cheng Mo without admiration, but worshipping him. With such connections, it will be a matter of time before the official hat and chairs become popular in the capital. He couldn't help but be very glad that he followed a good boss.

Luo An paid the deposit, raised his chin and glanced at Zhang Qing. The provocation was very obvious.

Zhang Qing was furious. Could it be that only you, the Marquis of Jinghai, have the money? If Marquis of Jinghai, wouldn't even be able to open the pot in the mansion. He stood on the huge official hat chair, two feet taller than Luo An. With a wave of his hand, he said with great momentum: "Give me another hundred pictures."

After saying that, he looked at the sky with provocative eyes. You set a hundred pictures, I set a hundred pictures, who is more rich?
Chapter completed!