"Make these according to the drawings. Shengxu's Sundry Goods Store is now a four-story building. It will be ready for business in a month."
Li Yi had been designing all day. Other than the dress and silk stockings he designed for Princess Yongmu, he also designed other things.
Including shoes. Shoes had heels, but even high heels were not thin. At the same time, the height difference was no more than three centimeters.
It was no more than three centimeters from the lowest part of the shoe.
High heels would affect people's health if they wore them for a long time.
Just like the foot binding in the later stage, women's feet did not look good after they were wrapped up.
They looked small and pretty when they wore shoes, but when they took them off, their feet were deformed.
The most interesting thing was that rich people bound their feet, so did the poor people. After binding their feet, they still had to work and do the same work as men.
"I have to set the rules. No binding of feet, and high heels. The height difference cannot be more than one and a half inches higher." Li Yi muttered.
He had the ability to set the rules. He just had to add them. Who would dare to violate them?
At this moment, he asked the craftsmen to make buttons. The buttons were made of glazed glass. There was a small circle at the back for threading.
Instead of buttons made of cloth and buttons made of copper, both of them could be present, but they must also have glazed buttons.
The clothes he designed would be copied by others. How could he guarantee the brand? Add glazed buttons.
Others could copy his clothes, but they could not produce the same glazed buttons. It was a symbol of status and authentic.
If someone used other big glazed beads to grind out a similar glazed button, Li Yi would accept it.
The glazed glass itself was valuable. Grind it out.
There were also new women's hats, necklaces, earrings with clips, bracelets, anklets, rings, hairpins …
These things could be designed in various shapes. If there were hairpins, there would be no need to insert them back and forth.
The main thing was the manufacturing of springs and shrapnel. The Li Family Zhuangzi could make many kinds of things casually.
"The other things are cosmetics. They must be natural, drawer-type cosmetic boxes, bronze mirrors with silver. Glass mirrors should not be pushed out.
Women's handbags and satchels should be designed with glazed glass. The classic ones are zippers, bronze zippers … "
Li Yi searched for information while looking for what he needed. Women … or more accurately, men had needs in this area.
It included a full set of manicures and natural nail polish.
To make money, they had to be elegant and trendy.
"If it really doesn't work, let the people from Nanqu go and give them a discount. For example, 10% off. Even if they don't want it anymore, as long as it's not too damaged, it's still worth a lot of money."
Li Yi thought. Since he was going to help, he had to do his best.
He wanted the whole world to know that there was a shop whose products, even if it was just a piece of hemp rope, were worth more than other people's.
Of course, Li Yi knew that the biggest brand now was Li Family Zhuangzi. Li Family Zhuangzi represented quality and credibility.
He had spent a lot of money and used a lot of technology in exchange for it.
…
The weather was getting warmer, and the craftsmen started to follow the instructions of the Ministry of Works. There was no need to soak in asphalt, just a few layers of tung oil was enough.
Asphalt was poisonous. When the track wood was soaked in asphalt, it would seep out when the weather was hot. It was sticky and smelly. It was unbearable.
Actually, there was another way to preserve the wood. Soak the wood in salt water.
After soaking, the wood would be soaked in oil and sealed in the salt water. After a while, the wood would be brushed with oil.
This was the treatment method for wood cutting boards. It could be used for a long time. If the wood was dehydrated, the wood would be soaked again and brushed with oil again.
But the tracks in Chang 'an were not needed. First, the wood would be used. Two years later, when there were more smelting furnaces, steel would be used.
The wooden tracks started to be laid. There was a distance between each track, and there were sleepers. The tracks were not too crowded.
If the tracks were too crowded, what about the horses? They needed to look at the horses.
The commoners did not know what to do, and those who had nothing to do stood at the side to watch.
Li Yi had also encountered this situation when he was building an optical cable. There would be people watching. When they knew it was an optical cable, they would continue to watch.
When all the construction sites were working, they would erect iron walls to prevent people from entering.
They were not afraid of losing things, but they were worried that someone would die at the construction site.
How much would it cost to lose the steel bars? How much would a dead person cost? They still had to stop the construction.
"Isn't this the track for the warehouse? Do we need to transport everything to the city? It's occupying the road. "
"Who came up with this idea? Idiot, let's go to the imperial city and shout."
"Let's go to Xingqing Palace. Her Majesty is in Xingqing Palace now. The higher officials are there too."
"Let's go. At least we have to ask clearly. Her Majesty has allowed the commoners to speak."
"Yes, let's ask. We are not here to cause trouble. We support Her Majesty. I think it's the people below who are messing around. Her Majesty has no idea."
A group of people who were originally beside Xingqing Palace saw the tracks passing by Xingqing Palace. They gathered together to shout.
Hundreds of commoners walked to the south gate of Xingqing Palace. Before they could shout, someone ran out. What are you doing? Attacking Xingqing Palace?
Bi Goo and the other two came out. There were more than 200 commoners waiting together.
Song Jing was the highest official. He looked at the commoners standing in front of him. "You are all here because of something. This palace …"
"Guangping, let me do it." Bi Goo stood out. "What do you want? Just say it. "
"Who are you?" Someone in the crowd asked.
The person beside him pulled him. "Bi Zaifu, Song Zaifu, Su Zaifu."
"Bi Zaifu, what are you doing? How are we going to travel when the tracks are on the road? "
The person understood. He looked at him carefully and remembered him. He did not recognize him the next time.
"The Imperial Court has an idea. It is to help everyone travel. Everyone …" Song Jing came out and said patiently.
"Song Zaifu, it is affecting our travel. There are more things on the road. The road is narrower. If we walk sideways, we will trip easily."
Some commoners felt that it was not good and stood out.
Song Jing suppressed his anger. "The Imperial Court has considered this. The main thing is …"
"Who considered it? It is obviously wrong. It is a waste of money. "Another person stood out.
"You …" Song Jing wanted to shout.
Bi Goo pulled him and shouted, "The Li Family Zhuangzi and Li Yi came up with this idea. They said it would make it easier for everyone to travel."
"Ah, that's great. The tracks can be used like this. It will make things easier for us."
"Li Dongzhu is indeed amazing. Let's wait for a while. Once the tracks are laid out, we will know what is going on."
"You should have said that earlier. Li Dongzhu, I thought that the Imperial Court had hit a wall."
"Disperse, disperse. Don't disturb him."
"Hurry up, we're all waiting."
"Li Dongzhu has always been thinking for us. I believe that once the tracks are laid out, our days will be better."
"That's right. Stop crowding around. Let him work."
The commoners who had gathered to question him dispersed as they spoke. It was as if nothing had happened.
"Ai …" Song Jing looked up and sighed. He wanted to cry.
As a Zaifu, the commoners were not afraid of him at all. They just wanted to stop him from speaking.
In the end, when he said that Li Yi was the one who gave up the tracks, the situation changed. You …
"Guang Ping, go in. Don't be sad. It is just a small setback. You have to believe that after this setback, you will face bigger setbacks in the future. Just get used to it."
Bi Goo looked at Song Jing and suddenly said mischievously.
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