"Back to Your Majesty, the price is now 974 kilograms of gold." Zhao Gao replied immediately.

"It's almost a thousand." Ying Zheng exclaimed.

However, he really couldn't find any emotion related to "amazing".

He is very calm.

Because he now knows that money is meaningless to him.

This kind of thing derived from "relationships" and division of labor is born to be controlled by the controller of all "relationships".

Make money?

How ridiculous!

"I'm afraid it's not more than one thousand." Ju Zizhou played with the iron cup in his hand a little upset.

He didn't know what Ying Zheng had tested from him again.

In the past, Ying Zheng also tested him.

But at that time, most of the situation was still within his control.

He could infer Ying Zheng’s thoughts based on Ying Zheng’s expression, movements, and behaviors.

At this time, he had almost lost control of Ying Zheng.

On the one hand, Ying Zheng is indeed a genius. With Ju Zizhou's intelligence, it is difficult for him to keep up with this kind of genius thinking; on the other hand, it is a change in status and experience.

Now Ying Zheng has learned so many things from him, although he has a backup plan, these theories from the spiritual theme of "seeking truth from facts" can be combined with reality and with the current social situation at this time, and the possibilities that can be derived from him are not something that a person with serious thinking and today's people can speculate.

In a sense, this is also a kind of "historical limitation".

This is the historical limitation of him alone.

Fortunately, at least, Ying Zheng's foundation has been slowly changing.

The change in his political foundation determines the path he will take in the future.

This path is destined to go against everyone at this time.

And Ying Zheng is so arrogant.

He disdains to cater to anyone anymore, but instead depends on what he has learned and thoughts to find his own and supreme path to obtaining "eternal life".

This is not necessary for Ju Zizhou to guide him.

"I don't think I can break through." Ying Zheng sighed: "Let's just look at tonight, see how many people have lost their fortunes tonight."

It is normal for some red-eyed gamblers to be eaten up at this gambling table.

Even the nobles, even if they are rich in value, this kind of game, and those who have established initial consensus and common interests, will swallow them cleanly in a cruel but elegant manner.

This is a requirement of interest and something that has slowly turned into reality.

Some of them, who were originally not expensive but benefited from it, would naturally become these giant crocodiles, as well as the real initiators of the game, Ying Zheng and Ju Zizhou, and the natural defense lawyers.

Because in this game, they are the beneficiaries, the interests of Ying Zheng, Ju Zizhou, and even those great nobles who have made a lot of profits - until they lose all their money in this kind of game.

As those who have slightly changed their destiny by this game and have earned the benefits that were absolutely impossible to make in the past, their words are more convincing imperial edicts than Ying Zheng and Ju Zizhou in the eyes of those who participate in the game and want to participate in the game.

What can the wail of the loser, even if it is the truth?

Ying Zheng sighed softly: "Let's stay here tonight to watch the show, senior brother."

"After tonight, you will have the money for the canal construction?" Ju Zizhou asked casually.

"The money for building the canal should be enough."

And it’s not just money, but people!

Those winners need to share the profits for Ying Zheng, and those losers need to sell out the slaves they bought before.

In any case, Ying Zheng sat firmly on Diaoyutai.

But no matter what, everything will start from tonight.

And now, it's still dawn.

The wind is rising.

The nobles in Xianyang City ran around each other, and some people were eager to buy money and asked for a premium.

Judging from the growth rate of Tianpai in the past, they are full of confidence in the future.

Some people are hesitant.

The price was already too high, and they were satisfied, but they were worried that it would rise higher tomorrow.

If I bought it today, will I regret it tomorrow?

One hundred kilograms of gold a day.

How much can a mu of land be produced in a year?

It's just a few dozen copper coins.

How much does an adult male ** cost?

It's just over two hundred.

Where is the female slave with a delicate body?

It's only a thousand dollars more expensive.

A little taller, the bright iron sword.

The exotic wine that filters the residue is expensive, only a few thousand yuan.

The little nobleman's annual expenses are only 400,000 or 500,000 yuan.

One pound of gold is about ten thousand yuan.

At this time, staying in your hands for one more day will make your living standard higher.

I have seen and thought about the beautiful jade, beauties, gorgeous clothes...

Countless thoughts float, countless changes in interests.

Changes in moods and the mixing of interests.

Someone gritted his teeth and threw it out at this time.

Someone sighed and reluctantly delivered the field card, feeling relieved.

Some people hesitate and cannot make up their minds.

I want to join but I am afraid that the bubble will burst.

But the reality is that when friends around you buy whatever they want and sell, they make a lot of money.

If I go, can I make money, right?

He is my friend, and he won't lie to me!

I can't count how many times there are in series.

All these things, Xianyang City is more like an iron furnace without boundaries.

The flames boiled inside were known as "desire".

And everything has nothing to do with the ants living in this copper and iron furnace.

Ke ran for promotion.

He bought a female slave for his family to take care of his mother.

But my mother looked at him coldly.

Older people like to reminisce about the past and enjoy the excitement.

And when moving out of the peasant association, who can my mother reminisce about the past with?

The women around them looked down on them, and it was difficult for their mothers to integrate into the atmosphere of opening their mouths of jade and keeping their mouths full of flowers.

The children were greedy for the malt sugar and honey in the small shop on the street. After buying it, they wanted to share it with their friends.

But can they go back?

Chen Ju and Xiao Chi bought two fish in a restaurant on the corner of the street, and planned to go home to fire and cook them on their own in the evening, just as extra meals.

Xiaochi likes to eat fish very much.

But Chen Ju doesn't like it very much.

He still prefers pasta.

The pasta has been launched in the canteen of the Farmers Association for a long time, and Chen Ju likes the feeling of being full after eating it.

Just put some scallions, sauce, and a piece of salty marinated meat or marinated fish. After eating, I was full of strength.

"Why don't you buy some tofu?" Chen Ju said.

Xiaochi thought about it and found that the color of tofu was comparable to that of fish.
To be continued...