Zheng Quchi knew perfectly well what the old man meant by his question.
She turned around, and the man's voice, which was usually deliberately low and gentle, was now composed and mature: "Don't worry, I know."
The entire Shui Xie exhibition area was packed with people, with even people standing on the white stone arch bridge looking in this direction...
The momentum has been built imperceptibly.
Favorable timing, advantageous location, and harmonious relationships.
Zheng Quchi is not seventy or eighty years old. From the moment these people turned their backs on her until now, although she has always maintained an indifferent smile, she has actually been secretly holding back a lot of energy.
This energy is anger, but not powerless anger.
It is the fearless driving force that drives her to stand here now, talking to people, competing with them, and putting on a calm, composed, and disdainful expression.
From a young age, she never understood the meaning of turning back. She had to personally bump into the wall to know whether it was hard or not.
She wanted them to transform the insults, disdain, and arrogance they uttered into weapons that would blind them, and then willingly give the "Spring Reward Silver Coins" to Panlong and to the artisans of Ye Kingdom.
She slowly calmed her emotions, her clear, star-like eyes sweeping over them, and said in a clear voice, "Next, I'm going to talk about the key points. As for whether you can understand them, I don't know, but if you can understand them, then they will be able to answer all the questions you just raised."
Perhaps because he harbored resentment, he naturally couldn't hold back with his words.
Hearing her arrogant and contemptuous tone, the merchants felt looked down upon and began to condemn her.
These people were skilled with their tongues: "Ha, you think we don't understand? Although we're not professional craftsmen, the fine things we've seen are probably beyond the reach of your small-scale craftsmen."
"As the saying goes, 'Read a book a hundred times and its meaning will become clear.' The same applies to selling goods. Although we cannot reproduce all the various commodities in the world, how could we not know their meaning or understand their purpose?"
Overwhelmed by their anger, and led by the nose by her one set of tactics after another, who remembered that they were the ones who started those contemptuous words in the first place? Now that the tables have turned, they have become the "victims" of being looked down upon, and they all realize just how angry they were.
Zheng Quchi didn't care about their rebuttals.
The more agitated and unhappy they were, the calmer and happier she became.
"Alright, listen up. I'll only explain it once. If you don't understand, don't blame me."
After speaking, Zheng Quchi's expression finally changed. She has always treated her works with seriousness and rigor.
Gone were the dismissive and fake smiles; her expression suddenly changed, revealing a mature and composed face with a scar that was enough to leave everyone stunned.
"The Panlong carriage is different from ordinary light and heavy carriages. It has the dual capabilities of both light and heavy carriages. It is a carriage that can travel on hillsides, land, grasslands, and even shallow riverbeds."
As soon as she finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted from below, as if she were telling a joke.
But Zheng Quchi didn't stop; his slightly deep male voice grew louder, drowning out their cacophony.
"Its model is relatively narrow and long, and with its shock absorption design and power-boosting chassis, it can travel up to 60 kilometers per hour, which is nearly 40 kilometers more than an ordinary horse-drawn carriage. Its four-wheel design is very sophisticated, and it can withstand stability and steering tests, maintain a constant speed, and even a cup will not tip over. When running at high speed, it will not break thin eggs."
The more they listened, the more absurd it seemed. They were all people who had ridden in carriages before, and they all knew that when a carriage went fast, no matter how thick the bedding was, if the road was difficult or uneven, the carriage would shake like a winnowing basket being sieved.
Sixty kilometers in an hour, isn't that similar to the speed of a galloping horse? This is something that a heavy, bumpy carriage can achieve.
She certainly knows how to boast, and she can even stand a cup upright without it tipping over or her testicles breaking. If she can achieve that, wouldn't she be as stable and secure as if she were being carried on a bridge by human hands?
Although they were internally complaining, none of them dared to interrupt or argue... Perhaps it was her calm attitude, confident words, and unquestionable expression that made them bewitched and let her fill in the blanks in their minds.
"Furthermore, it has an exceptionally strong climbing ability and can move steadily even on rugged mountain roads. In addition, it has a function that no other vehicle can do: by removing the wheels and having a craftsman make some modifications, its boat-shaped carriage can be placed in a river and used as a small boat."
"Of course, it is not a real boat after all. It cannot handle turbulent muddy rivers, nor can it sail for long periods of time. It can only be used in emergencies."
The more they listened, the wider their eyes widened.
It's like listening to a fantasy story.
Many people thought she must be crazy. How could anyone believe her nonsense after she made such unfounded boasts? Were all those shrewd faces just for show?
"What you're saying, is it true or false?" The old man smiled wryly, completely bewildered by her words.
He thought she was just trying to clarify the name of the Panlong carriage and explain its advantages over carriages from other countries, but instead, she sneezed right in front of him, exaggerating to an absurd degree.
But just hearing it is so exciting, it gets your blood pumping, and makes you want to make it come true.
Zheng Quchi did not answer this question, but instead asked, "This dragon-cart is right in front of you, why don't you believe it?"
The old man was trying to pave the way for her, but he couldn't go too far. He said with some doubt, "If what you say is true... then it's amazing. It can completely replace all light and heavy vehicles. But, but how can it do that? It's simply incredible."
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