Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 37 Intellectual Property Protection
So far, everything Li Qinzai has done has been passive.

As soon as he crossed over, he faced the crime of being displaced thousands of miles, so he had to invent the magic arm bow to defeat the crime.

The Zheng family stabbed a knife in the back, so they were forced to design Kuafu to chase after the sun. In this era when good men are not ashamed, maybe Zheng Feng took advantage of it.

Later, because of lack of money, the father cut off the pocket expenses, so he was forced to invent a facial mask, which was renamed Zhuyan Cream by the old lady.

In the end, Li Qinzai chose to knock them to the ground and let their father take care of them when Gao Qi and other playboys took the initiative to make trouble.

Everything is passive, Li Qinzai reflected on his recent life, and found that troubles came to him on their own initiative, and his fate seemed to be cursed.

What kind of fairy physique is this.

In the second life he lived again, Li Qinzai actually didn't have any ambitions, and of course, he didn't have any self-motivation. He just wanted to spend his life lazily and peacefully.

The point is, don't be so tired.

Because I was too tired in my previous life.

A person who has no struggles with the world, no desires and no desires, why does he have so many troubles to find himself?
After returning to the mansion, Li Qinzai examined himself three times, and then decided that he wanted to reorganize his life.

"Reorganization" means to create the most comfortable living environment for yourself. Everything is based on the principle of being able to lie down and never sit.

Simply put, to be lazy to a new level.

Li Qinzai didn't dare to mention the matter of Gao Qi and a group of dudes being drugged and stripped away after returning home.

He swore a poisonous oath with Xue Na's dog's life, and being responsible for his friend's life is called righteousness.

Besides, with Li Siwen's violent temper, if he knows what he did last night, it's hard to say whether he will chase him all over the yard, after all, the nature of this matter is so nonsense...

Back in his bedroom, Li Qinzai ordered his servants to prepare pens and ink, then closed the door, and kept busy until midnight.

Early the next morning, Li Qinzai came out with a stack of drawn drawings, and asked his servants to call carpenters and blacksmiths to build them according to the dimensions marked on the drawings.

The servant held the blueprint, blinked his small eyes a few times, agreed with his mouth, and then turned around and handed the blueprint to Li Cuishi, Li Qinzai's mother.

After a while, Li Cui came to Li Qinzai in a hurry with the blueprint in hand.

"My son is curious again?" Li Cui rubbed his head in relief.

There is a difference in height between mother and child, so Li Qinzai squatted slightly, trying to let his mother rub it as smoothly as possible.

"It's not fancy, just some furniture and kitchen utensils that are convenient for me to use." Li Qinzai laughed.

"Furniture and kitchen utensils?" Li Cui looked down at the drawings carefully.

I don't understand, Li Qinzai's painting skills are really not up to the table.

"My son will find craftsmen to make things in the future, first tell Wei Niang, and Wei Niang will help you find craftsmen from your own village."

"Why?"

Li Cuishi poked him on the head: "Everything you draw is a secret recipe, do you understand the secret recipe? You put a lot of effort into it. In the past, the magic arm bow you drew was casually found by a craftsman from the Armed Forces Supervisor. The secret recipe Almost leaked out, my own things are cheaper than others, this is a prodigal!"

Li Qinzai said with a wry smile: "It's not possible, my boy just writes and draws casually, how could it become a secret recipe..."

Li Cui said decisively: "Writing and drawing casually is also our own property. Others can't see or touch it!"

With a change in tone, Li Cuishi said softly: "After you made the magic arm bow last time, your grandfather also spoke. From now on, no matter what you draw, it will go through the hands of your mother first, and then give it to you." Your father and your grandfather have a look at it, and finally call your own craftsmen to make it, and never allow the secret recipe to flow out of the house."

Li Qinzai seems to have realized something.

At the beginning, the god arm bow was invented only for self-help, and Li Qinzai didn't think it was so great.

Besides, seeing Li Ji's reaction was quite flat, Li Qinzai thought that he just made a little improvement on the contemporary bow and arrow, and others praised him, but he didn't necessarily pay much attention to it.

Until today, Li Qinzai suddenly realized that perhaps the people around him paid more attention to the blueprints he had drawn than he had imagined.

A bow and arrow with doubled range should be more than a simple "improvement", it is a subversive innovation at all.

No wonder Li Ji attaches so much importance to the blueprints he has drawn. Strictly speaking, only the magic arm and bow are classified as military secrets.

Li Cuishi rubbed Li Qinzai's head in relief, and said with a smile: "Come on, tell my mother, what else did you draw, and what are they for?"

Li Qinzai had no choice but to explain one by one by pointing to the drawings: "Mother, the name of this thing is 'chair'. My child is impatient to kneel and sit. I think it might be more comfortable to sit on a chair in the future."

Li Cuishi nodded: "I can understand this thing. It is somewhat similar to a couch. The couch can be folded and contracted. It looks much more solid than the couch, and it has more things to lean on."

Li Qinzai went on to explain: "The name of this object is 'Deck Chair'. As the name suggests, it is used for lying down. In winter, it is moved to the front yard to bask in the sun. It is very beautiful."

"This thing is called the 'Eight Immortals Table'. It is used with stools. In the future, there is no need to share meals. The family sits around the table, and the atmosphere is more lively. The disadvantage is that there is no defense. In case anyone in our family has an infectious disease, we only need to have a meal together. People were wiped out neatly."

Li Cuishi was startled, then pinched his waist bitterly, and said angrily: "You speak nonsense!"

Then he pointed to the strange object on one of the blueprints and said, "What is the name of this object? What is its use?"

Li Qinzai took a quick glance and said, "Oh, this thing is called 'Black Pot', and it's specially used to shirk responsibility, and anyone who is unlucky will be held on the head. I have a deep understanding of how to use this thing..."

Li Cui was stunned for a long while before realizing the unscrupulous taste in this sentence, so angrily pinched him again, saying: "Speak well!"

"Okay, this thing is called 'Iron Pot', it's used for cooking. After the blacksmith finishes making it, I will make some stir-fried vegetables for my mother. It's guaranteed to be better than the dishes we steam and cook now."

Li Qinzai introduced drawings one by one, and most of the drawings were living utensils.

After Sanxingwu passed away last night, Li Qinzai decided to reorganize his life. Since it is a reorganization, the quality of life must not be poor.

Chairs, stools, tables, iron pots, etc. are all arranged. The original intention of doing all this is to make my life lazier and more convenient.

Li Cuishi flipped through the drawings one by one, and the more she looked at it, the more amazed she became.

"My son really has amazing ideas! Fortunately, these things did not flow out of the house, otherwise I don't know who would have picked them up."

Li Qinzai was stunned: "Is this considered strange?"

"Of course! When something is made, our family will be the first one. If our family likes it, we will prepare a copy for them in every house and courtyard. Then we will make more and sell them in our own shops. This is another good fortune." Income!"

The blueprint was carefully folded, and Li Cuishi poked his head vigorously, and said angrily: "Fortunately, the servant gave me a breath first, otherwise the secret recipe will really be leaked by you, those dubious craftsmen outside Can you believe it? My son is capable, and the problem of being a prodigal is still the same!"

Li Qinzai lost his temper, and said weakly: "Everything is up to mother, you can do whatever you say, but first make a set for the child, and the child is waiting to use it."

Li Cuishi was finally satisfied, and after putting away the blueprints, he rubbed his head vigorously, messing up his hairstyle like a cat.

"My son is a great talent, and he is getting more and more promising! Remember, if you have a new secret recipe in the future, don't ask outside craftsmen, first show it to your mother!"

After finishing speaking, Li Cuishi turned around and left, her look full of the charm of a domineering female president.

After walking out of the room, Li Cuishi did not leave in a hurry, but called all the servants together to give lectures.

"From now on, no small piece of paper in Wu Shaolang's bedroom is allowed to be leaked out. You must keep an eye on Wu Shaolang at all times. Anyone who dares to reveal my son's secret recipe to the outside world will have their legs broken, and the family members will sit down." !"

All the servants and maidservants responded in horror.

After Li Cuishi finished speaking, she turned around and left, leaving behind a group of servants who looked at each other tremblingly.

In the bedroom, Li Qinzai looked anxious.

He really wanted to ask his old lady, what if he was the one who leaked the secret formula?Will be broken leg?
He vaguely remembered that yesterday he had told Xue Ne the secret recipe of Mongolian sweat medicine.

Xue Na walked away excitedly as if he had found a treasure.

Maybe it's time to... rob the birth date?

(End of this chapter)