Chapter 978: Chapter 978 Bicycle_1 Chapter 978: Chapter 978 Bicycle_1 Tong Tiehu’s eyes reddened uncontrollably when he heard these words.

“Taking revenge myself does feel more satisfying,” he said.

“That’s your great-grandfather.” Tong Sanlang asked, “If he really stood in front of you, would you dare to make a move?”

Tong Tiehu gritted his teeth, “At the very least, Liuli would dare to.”

Upon hearing this, Tong Sanlang sighed, “Better to think about the things she left behind, the secret tunnel, the explosives, and the Divine Liquid.”

“What use are these?” asked Tong Tiehu.

“At the very least, we wouldn’t need to worry about the Yang Family making a move. If they dare to make a move, then we dare to retaliate,” Tong Sanlang said firmly.

Tong Tiehu couldn’t help but sigh, “Enough, enough. What’s there to retaliate against? Let it be, let’s not cause any more deaths. If people die, the blame might just fall on Xiaomai. Let’s just live quietly.”

“Yes, so these past few days, once I could move again, I’ve been working on the bicycle,” Tong Sanlang said, opening the wooden box beside his pillow, revealing the wooden model of the bicycle he had made.

The most ingenious part of the bicycle was the chain, an item Qiao Xiaomai only had a vague memory of, but he was smart, and his carpentry skills had greatly improved. After pondering for several days, he had actually managed to create it.

“Take a look, this is the bike chain,” he said, handing a section made out of bamboo to Tong Tiehu.

Tong Tiehu took the chain and examined it closely, then couldn’t help but marvel, “Truly intricate, I wonder how intelligent the person who first thought of this must have been.”

“There’s always someone smarter,” said Tong Sanlang with a light laugh. “We don’t know how smart they were, but what we do know is that we can use this to make silver.”

Upon hearing this, Tong Tiehu put down the chain in his hand and picked up the bicycle model over a foot long to examine it closely, “How much could we sell one of these for once it’s made?”

“It’s bound to be more expensive than a tricycle.”

For children, a tricycle is just a toy, and a toy can sell for a hundred and eighty-eight taels; therefore, the bicycle can only be priced higher.

Hearing this, Tong Tiehu pondered before saying, “If the bicycle is also sold at such a high price, then, in the end, it will become just like the tricycle, a toy for the rich. Those who really need the bicycle are those farming families that can’t even afford an ox.”

Rich people have more comfortable carriages for traveling anywhere; a bicycle to them is merely an amusement.

But for the poor, the value of a bicycle is much greater; it eliminates the need to walk long distances and allows them to carry more items quickly and conveniently. If the poor could afford bicycles, it would certainly be a good thing.

So now the question arises, whether to set a high price and sell to the rich to collect a large amount of silver for road construction, or to directly lower the price and sell to the poor to do a good deed.

Tong Sanlang hesitated when he heard this.

These two paths, although different, both ultimately lead to doing good deeds.

Which one would be better to use?

After serving lunch for Yang Wenxiao and Yang Hao at the Guest House, Xiaomai returned to Mai Yuan and was faced with the question thrown at her by the grandfather and grandson.

She blinked and said, “Of course, we should sell it to the rich to collect silver. Just one heated brick bed has already boosted our reputation considerably. If we now come up with a bicycle convenient for everyone, Yang Wenxiao and Emperor Yong’an might start having second thoughts.”

“We should stick to the old way honestly, making money, making money aggressively. After a one-time deal, it’s no longer within our concern who can imitate it to make money,” she said decisively.

“The rich in Daqi are limited. Once the market of the rich is saturated, bicycles will definitely have to be priced down to allow more people to afford them.”