Chapter 71 The little parrot encounters the biggest crisis in his career (1 update)

Lu Zexu has never really thought about learning the production method directly.

In Daliang, among the local farmers, merchants and industrialists, the status of craftsmen is only slightly higher than that of merchants. As a prince, he has never paid attention to this aspect, and has never thought about getting involved in the craftsmanship.

However, Sang Yian’s suggestion opened the door to a new world for him. The soap business is so good. If he can learn the production method, then he won’t have to worry about the supply of goods in the future?

Moreover, he can open shops in the south of the Yangtze River, the northwest, and every place in Daliang!

It would be even better if there were historians to impeach him. Competing with the people for profits and using strange and cunning skills are not serious crimes. Even if he is deposed, he will not be sentenced to death!

Lu Zexu really thought this was a good way to kill two birds with one stone.

He was fascinated by the video, and Sang Yian was not idle either. The little prince had not come for so many days, and there must be not much snacks left. She pushed the shopping cart to the snack area.

Children, who doesn't like to eat snacks?

You can eat by yourself and hug your thighs. This is a must-have artifact at home.

Lu Zexu was not polite, "Sister, please give me more embroidery needles."

"You don't know, I have set up a place in the shop to collect all kinds of embroidery."

"I will give some embroidery needles to each cooperating embroiderer according to the quality and quantity of the embroidery they send."

"Because of this, many people come to my shop every day to send embroidery! Wait, I will send the ones that are transported to my bedroom first!"

Lu Zexu didn't even have time to put down the pad in his hand, and went straight back to the bedroom.

Sang Yian looked at his flexible movements, and it seemed that he was living a good life after letting himself go, and his temperament became more lively.

There weren't many needles in the small supermarket. She had bought some when she went there before the store opened, but no one had bought them since then. She put all the needles into the shopping cart.

The moment she saw the needlework box, she suddenly thought that the colors of silk threads in ancient times must not have been as many as those in modern times. When she got a batch of colorful silk threads to take over, the embroidery would probably be even better. That night

, Lu Zexu was like a sponge, absorbing knowledge crazily.

The little prince, who had never been exposed to any chemical knowledge, was amazed by the series of reactions in the video. Why do these things change color when they are mixed together?

Why does this thing become a whole solid when something else is added to the water?

The little prince's worldview was shocked again. This was different from what he had learned since childhood.

He developed a strong interest in this series of chemical reactions.

Then he turned into a hundred thousand whys, and kept asking questions. What's the matter with this sodium hydroxide?

What is this alkaline solution?

Calcium carbonate sank to the bottom, why is the water on top a sodium bicarbonate solution?

Sang Yian felt her brain buzzing. God knows she is a liberal arts student. She should have returned this knowledge to the teacher a long time ago!

However, looking at the little prince's eyes full of curiosity, she picked up the pad again and found a basic chemistry course, which was the children's version that taught children to recognize the world of chemistry.

She paid for it without hesitation, letting the little prince watch and learn by himself.

She really couldn't teach him.

Never underestimate the learning ability of the ancients, especially someone like Lu Zexu who has a photographic memory and is very interested in chemistry. He learns very quickly.

It can only be said that interest is the first teacher.

For five hours, Lu Zexu watched the video to explore the mysteries of chemistry.

Sang Yian sorted out various embroidery products and always had to classify them into different levels so as to set the prices.

Under the bright light, the two did not interfere with each other, and they were immersed in the work at hand, but there was a sense of warmth flowing.

Only the little parrot stood on the long table next to the side door, looking at the little prince who had fallen into the ocean of chemistry.

Five minutes, ten minutes, half an hour passed.

It didn't move, just staring at him intently.

Lu Zexu couldn't stand it anymore, and raised his head briefly, "Is there any problem?"

Sang Yian also looked over.

The little parrot hung its head heavily, "I really didn't expect that the transaction could be conducted in this way!"

Sang Yian smiled, "Isn't this a normal transaction? What's the difference?"

The little parrot turned its head suddenly, stared at Sang Yian, and accused, "You are so foul!"

Sang Yian was puzzled, "Foul? Do you have any hidden rules?"

The little parrot stomped its feet on the spot and leaned forward, angrily saying, "No! There is!"

Sang Yian smiled and shrugged his shoulders, "That's it."

The little parrot became even angrier and paced back and forth on the long table, "I have experienced so many hosts in tens of millions of years, and almost every host used me to trade."

"There has never been anyone like you who directly solve the problem from the root and even start trading technology."

Sang Yian looked innocent, "What's the problem?"

The little parrot spread its wings, and its eyes seemed to be shining, "The problem is big!"

Sang Yian put down the embroidery in her hand and walked directly to the long table, "What's the problem?"

The little parrot tilted its head and glared at her angrily, "You trade technology directly, doesn't that mean you won't trade soap and perfumed soap in large quantities in the future?"

It stretched out one wing and pointed at its chest, "And I can only get energy through your transactions! You traded technology, and it's my interests that you lost!"

"Mine!"

Thinking of the energy it lost, the little parrot was so angry that it plopped down on the table, and the whole parrot looked like it had no desire to live.

"I have foreseen that the energy that belongs to me is waving goodbye to me."

Without enough energy, how can it go out and dominate the small park?

The most important thing is, without enough energy, when can it open the door to life in the second plane?

The more the little parrot thought about it, the darker the future seemed to him. He tilted his head to the side and closed his eyes.

Oh my God!

What sin had he committed to make him meet such a host!

He was beginning to miss his previous hosts, who were only interested in money and were easy to be fooled.

They were all begging him to open more doors, receive more customers from other worlds, and conduct more transactions, so that they could make enough money and they could get enough energy.

But what about this one?

Damn, opening a few more doors was like taking her life.

If it went on for more than three days, she would be worried that she would die suddenly!

In order to conduct more transactions and get more energy, he, the gate of life that spanned three thousand small worlds, had to sell himself as a laborer!

Little did he know that this was not the end.

Now she went even further, using direct trading technology to reduce the frequency of transactions from the source, causing his profits to plummet.

The little parrot encountered the biggest dilemma in its career!