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Chapter 993: Chapter 993: Just Call It a Bicycle_1 Chapter 993: Chapter 993: Just Call It a Bicycle_1 Qiao Xiaomai “…”

She put on a thoughtful expression, then said, “How about calling it a bicycle?”

This was the term used for bicycles on a certain island, and when she had watched television dramas from this island in her childhood, she thought the name was very fashionable, much fancier than the plain name ‘bicycle’.

However, Yang Wenxiao was a person from ancient times and didn’t understand the fashionable edge of shouting ‘bicycle’ in the island’s accent. He said, “This name is just like that of the two-wheeled cart, nothing novel about it.”

The two-wheeled cart refers to the fact that the vehicle has two wheels.

A bicycle means that this vehicle needs to be pedaled with your feet.

Both sound rustic.

Qiao Xiaomai, “… What about ‘solo-wheel’?”

“Solo-wheel?” Yang Wenxiao pondered over these two characters.

“It doesn’t need any livestock, just two wheels to move, and it’s swift and convenient. A single character, fully highlighting the special features of this vehicle, sounds like a cool, detached swordsman, so stylish.”

Qiao Xiaomai made this up on the spot.

Yang Wenxiao stared at her for a moment, then nodded, “Let’s call it a solo-wheel then!”

Indeed, it sounded profound and tough; compared to the clumsy tricycle, this truly resembled a tough and aloof swordsman.

Qiao Xiaomai “…”

Did Yang Wenxiao actually buy that rough and illogical explanation?

“I’ll have people start making them… hmm… for eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight taels each, only making five hundred units.”

Mahjong sets could sell for eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight taels each, but selling this solo-wheel at the same price seemed a bit of a loss.

But then he thought about how mahjong sets were made of jade, and these solo-wheels were made of iron, so he felt balanced again.

Mahjong was favored by ladies, but the target audience for these bicycles was the sons of Aristocratic Families.

Five hundred units should be sufficient.

This batch could earn him over four million taels, and then he could spread the technology of the bicycle to the countryside, letting the citizens of Daqi benefit.

Qiao Xiaomai rapidly calculated the numbers in her head: one for eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight taels, five hundred units would make over four million four hundred thousand. With a split of seventy-thirty, she would take home three million one hundred thousand taels.

Three million taels, not bad.

This batch would earn a formidable sum, plus with mahjong and poker cards’ sleds, this winter, she could earn over ten million taels.

Unfortunately, these were all one-time deals, only to be taken as extras. The consistent money-maker was still the family’s land.

After discussing some details with Yang Wenxiao, Qiao Xiaomai went to the kitchen to prepare lunch. Once lunch was ready, she returned to Mai Yuan.

Qiao Zhaodi had already stewed the pork ribs. She served the pork ribs into a basin, took a few Steamed Buns, placed them on a tray, and brought them into the house.

Tong Sanlang was reading a book, the one Liuli used for toilet reading material. He couldn’t do any work, so he had to rest, and he wasn’t planning to take the Imperial Examination anymore, so he diverted himself with these books now.

Seeing her come in, he put the book down and got off the bed to wash his hands.

He was now able to walk by himself, but that was about all he could manage.

Once the two were seated by the kang, Qiao Xiaomai brought up Yang Wenxiao’s suggestions, “What do you think?”

“Pretty good.” Tong Sanlang had no objections.

This batch could earn over three million taels; at the very least, the road from Daqi to Bailu Town could be fixed.

“I think we should still buy some piglets and sell them next spring.” Qiao Xiaomai said.

“Are you suggesting we temporarily turn the backyard into a pigpen?” Tong Sanlang asked.

“We can’t build a pigpen now, so we’ll have to use the backyard as a pigpen for the time being. Given the price of our pork, one tael silver per jin, if we raise about a hundred pigs now, by the time of Mai Shou, that will be another chunk of silver!”

“Done, you go back to the village and take Grandfather with you; you can go together.”

“I’ll go back this afternoon and have Grandfather find a few people to come over and learn how to make bicycles,” Qiao Xiaomai nodded.

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