"I've once said that my current achievements are only because I stepped on the shoulders of countless Mohist sages. Only then can I see further. Today, I'll imitate my predecessors and become a stepping stone on everyone's path to success. The power of Heaven and Earth is still a blank slate. Now, I'm on the same starting line as everyone. I'll be waiting for everyone ahead!" Mo Dun's words were sincere and heartfelt. He waved goodbye to everyone and ended this exhibition of Mohist skills.
This exhibition was probably the one with the least number of Mo Skills in history. There were only three types of Mo Skills, namely the noodle pressing machine, the bicycle, and the sewing machine. The bicycle was a Mo Skill from the exhibition three years ago. Now, it was finally mass-produced.
Moreover, although these three ink skills were extremely practical, they weren't all that brilliant. They didn't have the beauty of the artificial rainbow, nor did they have the legend of the wooden ox. Ordinary people were disappointed, but in the hearts of knowledgeable people, the sensation was no less than a monstrous storm.
This kind of storm was a storm of thoughts. This kind of feeling was more engraved in people's hearts than seeing things with their eyes.
The exhibition ended, but everyone was still immersed in it. For a long time, they were unable to extricate themselves and were unwilling to leave. However, the people of Chang 'an who were familiar with the place had already quietly left the venue.
According to the usual practice, after the exhibition ended, it was time for the Mo Family Village to sell new goods. Many people of Chang 'an walked out of the exhibition and immediately headed to the sales hall.
"Give me a noodle pressing machine!"
"Give me a bicycle!"
"Give me a sewing machine."
The people of Chang 'an began to buy the goods they liked. Some rich people even bought all three items at once.
Very quickly, the 300 sets of goods in the Ink Tech Exhibition were all snatched up.
"Why are they sold out so quickly?" A person of Chang 'an who did not get anything said regretfully.
"Everyone, I'm sorry, but the goods for the Mo Skill Exhibition have been sold out. However, everyone need not worry, the Mo Family's Mechanical City still has plenty of goods for everyone to choose from." A Mo Family disciple said in a clear voice.
Only then did the crowd calm down. Those who got their goods left happily, while those who did not immediately turned around and headed to Mo Jiazi's Mechanical City.
As the people from the Mo Skill Exhibition returned to Chang 'an City with their treasures, all the news about the exhibition spread like wildfire throughout Chang' an City. It swept through every corner of Chang 'an City like waves. Everyone in Chang' an City was talking about it.
"This is the noodle pressing machine that I bought without hesitation at the ink skills exhibition. It cost me a total of four hundred copper coins!" A burly man who had just attended the ink skills exhibition proudly boasted to his neighbors while hugging the noodle pressing machine.
"400 coins, how much flour can you buy with that?" the neighbor said enviously.
The man said proudly, "Flour will not become noodles. There are more than 20 people in my family. With this noodle pressing machine, we can eat noodles in soup every day!"
In the eyes of the Great Tang people, noodle soup was a rare delicacy. While it was easy for small households to make noodle soup, making noodle soup for a large family was a huge undertaking! It was rare for him to eat it on a daily basis. If he had a noodle press, it would be much easier.
"But it's too expensive!" The wife of the burly man beside him said with heartache.
"So what if it's a little expensive? This time, I'm prepared to listen to Mo Jiazi's suggestion and sell noodles in the market with this noodle pressing machine. I'll press the noodles and my wife will sell them. Business will be booming and we'll have found a way to make a living for our family. Anyway, I have plenty of strength. "The man raised his strong arms.
The man's wife nodded. Their family was very big and had been living on nothing. If they had another way to make a living, it would be better.
"Isn't it just a noodle pressing machine? If you want me to buy it, I'll buy a bicycle. I heard that a bicycle only costs 800 coins. It's not even a fraction of the price of a horse." The neighbor snorted.
"Yes! Raising a horse is too expensive. Raising a horse is too expensive. It's like raising a grandfather. A bicycle costs only two bowls of rice for a hundred kilometers, and it's all in your stomach. " The merchant at the side nodded. For men, their biggest dream was to own a horse. However, the price of a horse was too expensive, and it was too troublesome to feed it. Now that there was a bicycle as a substitute for a horse, it was much better than a horse.
"You don't know that the price of a horse in Xi City dropped by 20% just after the Mo Skills Exhibition ended," a citizen gossiped.
"That's an immediate effect!" The crowd exclaimed.
However, thinking about it, the advantages of a bicycle compared to a horse were too great. It was said that a bicycle cost only 800 copper coins. Compared to a horse that cost more than 10 strings of coins, it was simply too worth it. If Xi City did not lower the price, he was afraid that the horses in Xi City would be destroyed in his hands.
"But it shouldn't drop by much. After all, most of the people who buy bicycles are individuals. In the Tang Dynasty, the brick roads were smooth, and a large number of horses were needed to pull the carriages. After Mo Jiazi established the brick roads, the price of a horse kept rising. Horse merchants were indebted to Mo Jiazi. Now that Mo Jiazi introduced bicycles, the price of a horse will drop. Everything has its own destiny."
There were also citizens who were very insightful and analyzed the situation very well.
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"In my opinion, the best selling item is the sewing machine! The sewing machine is the best tool for needlework. A woman using a sewing machine is better than ten women doing manual work. An Old Man recently married his daughter. He will definitely give a sewing machine as a dowry for his daughter. "An old man said proudly.
His daughter wasn't good at needlework, and he was worried that her husband's family would make things difficult for her. If he had a sewing machine as a dowry, his daughter's reputation would increase greatly after she got married.
"Three revolutions and one sound! From now on, it will definitely be a must-have item for weddings in the Tang Dynasty. The Village Mo will definitely make a lot of money! "Everyone exclaimed. Even ordinary people could smell the endless business opportunities.
Ordinary people were talking about how much money Mo Jiazi could make, and the aristocratic families were looking at the influence of these three products.
"Mo Jiazi didn't boast. After this exhibition, the Village Mo will no longer have any hidden troubles. This time, the aristocratic families have lost." The head of the Zheng family looked at the three brand-new products in front of him and couldn't help but feel disappointed.
These three products were related to the livelihood of ordinary people. It could be said that every family wanted to have them. Naturally, he could see how big the market was.
Not to mention that Mo Jiazi had the Mechanical City of the Mo Family, the Mo Magazine Shopping Center, and the three brand-new products of the Mo Family. The aristocratic families had no way to make things difficult for the Village Mo.
"Then how should the aristocratic families get along with the Mo Family? Do they have to bow down to the Mo Family?" Zheng Chang said impatiently.
The head of the Zheng family couldn't help but fall silent. The Five Surnames and Seven Hopes were so arrogant. Even in the face of the Mo Family, which had a thousand years of reputation, they still maintained a superior posture. However, they didn't expect that they were facing such a difficult opponent. Not only did he have a thousand years of reputation, but he also had the help of a thousand years of knowledge.
"Let's wait and see! This time, someone is more anxious than us. "The head of the Zheng family shook his head.
Zheng Chang's eyes lit up and said, "Father, are you talking about the Confucian School?"
The head of the Zheng family sneered and said, "Not just the Confucian School, I'm afraid the entire Hundred Schools of Thought is anxious."
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