Chapter 8

Merton, who comes from later generations, doesn't feel bad about advertising. He's not embarrassed.

He walked in the motorcade and observed Chang'an City happily. In fact, Chang'an city is no better than the small county town of later generations, but its layout and style have a unique charm.

In the motorcade, the others in Mojia village gradually let go, and they were not so nervous. The gongs and drums sounded louder and the brocade flag held higher.

Soon, the unique skills of Mohism spread all over Chang'an city.

The Mohist team turned the whole south of the city, and then returned to the fish market.

"Young master! Our shop has arrived!"

Said fuber.

Merton looked up and said nothing for a long time. This is a three storefront shop. The shop area is very large, but it is too broken.

"Salted fish shop!" Merton was speechless. Is there a worse name in the world?

"Take off this door number right away! Go to the paster immediately and change it into a fresh fish shop!" Merton said, pointing to the door number.

"It's the young master!" Fubo responded, immediately commanded the two young men to come forward, take off the door number and leave in a hurry.

"All the motorcade don't go into the shop. Today we'll sell fish at the door." Merton commanded. It's almost noon. It's time to make lunch. It's the best time to sell fish.

"Yes, young master!" Uncle Yu replied. Under his command, a huge wooden basin was pulled out of the shop, placed behind the waterwheel, and suddenly opened the back door of the waterwheel.

"Wow!" a large number of fish mixed with water gushed out of the outlet hole, all of them submerged in the wooden basin, and a strong fishy smell came to my face.

"Live fish, it's really live fish!" Mojia village publicized all the way. Many people had been watching. When they saw that all the fish in the wooden basin were live fish, they couldn't help crying.

"Mojia village doesn't lie, even if it doesn't count the distance from Mojia village to Chang'an. If so many fish are crowded in the waterwheel and go around Chang'an City for so long, at least half of these fish will die." a fisherman in the crowd was surprised.

"Please look, the live fish of Mohism is absolutely true." the fish master shouted, "all live fish are at the market price, 20 yuan a kilo."

The price of Datang fish is about eight Wen a catty, while the price of live fish is more than three times. It is also very reasonable to sell twenty Wen a catty in Mojia village.

"OK, give me one!"

"Give me two,

Moreover, all the fish transported from Mojia village were of high quality. With good appearance and the strength of publicity, a truck of fish was quickly looted.

Soon the second truck of fish was pulled up and sold out quickly,

The third car, the fourth car

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Fourteen carts of fish were sold out just after noon. The rest of the carts of fish had already been sent by Li Yi to the robe once used by Mo lie's father.

When the Mojia village couldn't turn around these years, it received relief from these brothers and gave them the best fish caught in the past three days.

"Sorry, folks, the fish have been sold out, but please rest assured that from now on, Mojia village will deliver a large number of live fish every morning." Uncle Yu promised loudly.

People who didn't buy fish heard that a large number of live fish were sold every day. Then they left bitterly and secretly decided to arrive early next time.

The shops around have green eyes. They have never seen such a hot business for so many years. If they do this every day, they won't let people live.

However, although the business of Mojia village is booming, it has no impact on their business. After all, Mojia village sells expensive. If you don't want to buy live fish at a high price, you will naturally buy their dead fish.

"Bang!"

Salted fish shop, no, the door of fresh fish shop was closed heavily. More than 100 people in Mojia village stared at the money box in the fish master's hand with green eyes.

Master fish was also excited and trembled. He had never seen money, but had never sold so much money. Feeling the heavy cash box in his hand, master fish suddenly poured the cash box on the table in the middle of the house.

"Wow!" the yellow copper coins mixed with some broken silver stabbed everyone's eyes.

"Mojia village is saved!" Li Yi cried with tears on his face.

"Yeah!" more than 100 people in Mojia village shouted one after another. Many people cried bitterly. Mojia village has been poor for too long. Now they finally see hope.

"What are you crying about? What is this money? This is just the beginning. In the future, we can earn so much money every day. Each of you can marry a daughter-in-law and live in a big house." Merton laughed and scolded. His heart was sour. The Mojia village was poor, but he didn't eat and wear less for him and didn't let him suffer a little injustice. How could he not be moved?

"The young master is mighty!"

More than 100 boys in Mojia village surrounded Merton in the middle and shouted in unison. Merton laughed and fought with them.

"Young master, it has been calculated. With these broken silver, the total is 35 yuan and 671 yuan." Uncle Yu took a breath and interrupted Merton's frolic.

"So much?" Merton was surprised.

It's always equal to one thousand, thirty-five thousand, or thirty-five thousand. If you know that the human and material resources in Mojia village are free, how much food can you buy with more than thirty-five thousand, and this is only today. What will happen in the future?

Think again about the bright future that the young master once promised, it seems that it is not impossible to realize.

"From now on, everyone involved in fishing and selling fish will pay thirty Wen a day, and the rest will be used to buy food and bring it back to Mojia village," Merton said loudly.

"Young master! Isn't there too much!" Li Yi quickly stopped. He is the most prestigious in Mojia village, and he is the only villain.

"Yes, it's too much. We can't afford it!" the boys in Mojia village shook their heads one after another,

You know, thirty Wen a day, thirty days a month, that's 900 Wen. Before, they helped others work. They worked hard every day. If they met a good family, they would give them ten Wen. Even if they met a poor family, they would take care of their food. One month is close to the consistent income, which they never dare to think of.

"Nothing, what's this money? Give it to you and you'll go on. You deserve it!" Merton said with a smile.

"This...?" the people in Mojia village were embarrassed, but there was a desire in their eyes.

"Well, take what the young master gave you!" Li Yi said firmly.

"Great!" the fresh fish spread a piece of jubilation.

Soon, everyone in Mojia village received the salary, simply padded his stomach, and immediately found a food shop. Regardless of the price, as long as there is food, he immediately paid to move the food and rushed back as quickly as possible. They want the villagers of Mojia village to taste the hard won fruits of victory.