In the following days, Li Ang tried to release the fireball technique in reality while brushing zombies on the outside of Zombie Island. He had already experienced the process of summoning fire elements in the game, but in reality, it was not that easy to perceive the existence of magic elements.

Fortunately, there was plenty of time. On Sunday morning, he finally condensed a small flame. Although Li Ang thought the speed was very slow, it took less than a week to master the first magic. This speed was only a handful of times even in the first three epochs where talents emerged.

On Sunday, it was naturally a day to give meat to refugees outside the city once a week. But today we needed to turn an extra turn on the road, because in addition to going to the refugee camp to give meat, they also needed to go to the welfare home that Li Ang had just prepared. In order to avoid the meal time of refugees outside the city, Li Ang left a small amount of manpower and ingredients, and the rest was taken outside the city by Mrs. Juventus.

While the servants were preparing to eat meat, Li Ang inspected the welfare yard. When he moved to the backyard, he found that Sima Gang, who was the supervisor, was lying on a bench, with a history book on his face enjoying the summer morning light.

"It's not good to be lazy like this early in the morning."

"Hey," Sima Gang heard Li Ang's voice, and then sat up. "I said it very clearly at the beginning. I wanted to find such a seat just to be lazy. Now our yard is not large in size, so it's better to leave the management to subordinates. A few of these victims have done business, and it's impossible to have any major problems left to them."

"So, what about you?" Your main task is to sleep, right? Li Ang was a little curious.

"Me? Although my main task is to sleep," Sima Gongzi did not shy away, and then continued: "But when various important things and decisions occur, I need to take action, such as your arrival this time, Mr. Li Ang."

"My arrival is an important thing? Then I didn't see you come out to pick me up." Li Ang had no intention of blaming him in his tone. If he had the opportunity to live a relaxed and comfortable lazy life, Li Ang would definitely be lazy.

"That's different. Originally, I, one of you, came here today, was a routine routine, and distributed meat. I didn't expect you to have a big business to talk to me!" Sima Gang said, pointing at Li Ang, and then said confidently: "Your eyes are telling me that you have a huge business opportunity in your hands."

"But before that, I still have to say something to hit people, because above Luohe, I have seen many people who think you have found business opportunities and then go to discuss with others, so I cannot guarantee the opinions you put forward - if you don't want to interrupt the pace of development that Juventus Welfare House tells you now."

"I haven't said anything yet." After being taught a lesson for no reason, Li Ang was a little depressed. Although it was indeed the same as Sima Gang said, he did have some ideas and suggestions on the development of the welfare home.

"But your eyes have already said everything you should say."

Nodded helplessly, Li Ang called his servant to send the props he prepared to the backyard.

"This is the business opportunity I want to tell you." Li Ang said and pointed to the log bench with a big hole on it.

Hearing Li Ang's words, Zhao Tian, ​​who was squatting on the tree, jumped down, then ran up to watch curiously, but finally said disappointed: "What is this? I dug a hole in the bench, will it be more comfortable to sit up? Will someone buy such a broken bench? I don't believe it."

Sima Gang, who was standing beside him, didn't speak, but just observed the stool carefully, and finally asked Li Ang, "Can I sit there?"

"Yes." Li Ang nodded and handed the stool to him. Then Sima Young Master put the stool on the ground, then sat his butt on the stool, and then clenched his fist with his right hand and started thinking.

This is the standard squatting thinking flow. In the past, whenever he encountered a problem, Li Ang would go to squat to think about problems. The POSE used this set of squatting on the toilet. I don’t know if this set of actions really helps thinking, or if Sima Gongzi was extremely talented. After squatting on the toilet for two minutes, he suddenly said, “I understand! This is how it is used!”

"You understand now?" Li Ang was a little surprised.

Sima nodded. "Yes, Mr. Li Ang is going to install this utensil in the thatched cottage?"

When Li Ang heard Sima say this, he understood that he really understood and agreed: "It's true that, Master Sima is really amazing. You can actually know its usefulness by just having to contact this little time!"

Sima smiled humbly, accepting Li Ang's praise. Then he said in a more admirable tone: "It's still not as good as Mr. Li Ang. I just infer the purpose of the existing things. Mr. Li Ang can create it before there is such a thing. This ability is comparable to the divine calculators who created the "wooden ox and flowing horse".

"You don't have to give me such a high evaluation. I was just injured a few days ago and had to find something that could help me, so I thought of creating such a thing." Li Ang scratched his head awkwardly. This time-travel plagiarism is indeed something that every transcendent will experience.

"That's not simple. I have always had a mistake in my opinion of you before!" Sima's tone seemed to have changed invisibly and respected more. Although being unrestrained is his nature, Li Ang's performance has indeed been recognized by him.

"No need to say it sounds so nice. You haven't told me whether this thing has commercial value?" He was hit by Sima at first. Li Ang was very skeptical about whether this toilet has commercial value. Because Li Ang understood: You can't just copy something after traveling through time. It's like someone is going to another world to copy poetry, and the cultural connotations are different. How do you make sure that others can understand it? Then it seems that someone has gone back to 2004 to plagiarize Angry Birds. Others succeeded on the platform, and on touch screen mobile phones. Which platform did you plan to promote it in 2004?

Little Lingtong?!

The same is true in this world. Although Li Ang "invented" the toilet, it is worth considering whether the toilet can be sold. Although the current living standards are equivalent to the end of the Middle Ages, whether ordinary people can immediately accept the change from squatting to sitting in the pit is still to be discussed.

"Have it! It has great commercial value!" Sima Gongzi nodded and slapped his face decisively - at the beginning he said: Don't think that you can innovate and start a business by just fiddling with something casually.

"Very great commercial value?" Li Ang was very confused. "Even if a civilian buys this toilet and try it because of his adopted mother's reputation, it would not have had great commercial value?"

"No! We don't sell civilians!" Sima directly denied Li Ang's view. "We want to sell it to the nobles, so it has great commercial value!"

Selling it to the nobles, your brain is cramped?

Li Ang didn't understand Sima's words to sell them to the nobles. "My adopted mother has a very bad reputation among the nobles. How could she sell such things to the nobles?!"

Mr. Sima smiled slightly and asked back, "Good reputation is reputation, so bad reputation is not reputation? I chose the Juventus family because the good reputation and bad reputation of your family were very famous in the Kingdom of Lott."

A good reputation is reputation, but a bad reputation is not reputation? In ancient times, people's understanding of reputation may not be that profound, but Li Ang from the Information Age was very clear about the importance of this sentence. For example, Furong and Feng Jie who were popular on the Internet, although their notorious reputations were all passed on by passers-by, this did not hinder the media from further following up.

The most famous tactic is [Nao Platinum]. Although people gave it a bad reputation like [Nao Platinum], it did not affect other people's choice when purchasing gifts. Later, Shi Yuzhu successfully copied this tactic on the online game [Zhengtu], so Li Ang knew very well that even if it was a bad reputation, as long as you were famous, it would be fine.

The current situation is that you are not afraid of your reputation, but you are afraid of not being able to hear it.

Moreover, Sima's strategy is not without reference - because the butler of Kathyase also sold the products of the manor to other nobles. So Li Ang nodded and understood: "You are right, whether it is good or bad, as long as you have a reputation."

Now Li Ang is increasingly aware of how powerful this Sima Master is. Li Ang, a person in the information age, did not reflect the correct usage of reputation, and Sima Master actually took the lead in bringing it up.

"So according to my idea: since we are going to sell to nobles, then what we need to sell is not creativity, but grade and reputation!" Sima said, proposing his own idea like Li Ang.

So Li Ang wondered: "I can understand the level. Is selling reputation... selling a brand?"

"Brand? Well...this statement is very good. Well...we want to use the banner of the Juventus family to let them only accept our brand."

"Only accept our brand? This is not easy to do. After all, it is not difficult to imitate a toilet." As he said this, Li Ang suddenly thought of someone and changed his words: "But if he can develop a banner like this: orthodox, authentic, exclusive, and the first to create such a banner, I believe that many people can only choose our brand."

After saying this, Li Ang looked up at the sky forty-five degrees: You said, gang leader Qiao, Jobs of the Kingdom of Heaven? Although the other world cannot apply for patents as crazily as in the Kingdom of Hope, as long as I stand orthodox, authentic, exclusive, and pioneering, no matter how others copy it, there is no need to be afraid, right?

"That's right!" Sima agreed with Li Ang's point of view very much. "And I have already figured out the slogan for publicity: If you are a noble, you have to use it...uh... Master Li Ang, what is this called?"

"toilet."

"If you are a noble, you have to use the toilet!!!" Sima Gang shouted this slogan with great momentum.

Puff... When Mr. Sima asked Li Ang's name for the toilet just now, he didn't expect it to appear. When Sima shouted it out, he immediately felt something was wrong. He always felt that this was no different from "giving gifts only to give Nao Platinum".

"Hey? Is this toilet really that good? What does it do?" Zhao Tian, ​​who was standing beside him, heard the two of them chatting for a long time, and was confused and confused, so he could only raise his own doubts in the end.

"God, sit up and take a look." Mr. Sima put the toilet under Zhao Tian's butt.

Zhao Tian also followed his previous appearance and sat up and looked like he was squatting in a pit and thinking, but after squatting for a long time, he couldn't think of anything.

"Do you still don't understand?"

"You usually squat in the pit, but your feet will feel numb after squatting for a long time." Mr. Sima answered his questions.

"Oh," Zhao Tian nodded, and then asked again: "So what does 'ma' feel like?"

"You guy!" Sima Gang kicked him off the toilet.
Chapter completed!