After harvesting the spirit stones, he solved the bottleneck of cultivation. He also received news that Shangri-La might produce spirit stones. Xuan Qi was in a good mood. He hummed a small song and drove the car casually, asking the old man casually: "Have you repaired the magic weapons I bought last time? For these weapons, I have become a laughing stock in the antique world."

A joke circulated in Panjiayuan these days, there was a big stick in Duobao Building. It was extremely stupid. I bought three doubtful antiques in one go, the white jade flying bottle, the four sheep big master, and a Fritillaria. The basis for buying this stick was hilarious. It was actually a pre-Qin craftsman who took a boat to India and then came back to carve it...

For a time, it was a joke in Panjiayuan, and the protagonist of the story became a joke. Fortunately, Xuan Qi did not use his real name, otherwise those fake antique merchants would be able to chase Xuan Qi's house. Such a strange hammer will be struck by lightning if you don't slaughter a ruthless knife.

"It will take a while for the Four Sheep Lord to repair it. The White Jade Flying Pot is not damaged and it is available. The human pill is being warmed inside, and the medicinal properties of the spots are removed bit by bit. As for Fritillaria, after this period of warming, it has restored its effect at its peak..."

"What is the effect of that Fritillaria?" Xuan Qi had a different fantasy about the legendary thing: "Can it be driven by true qi that can lead to thousands of auspicious signs, rays of light, and kill people invisibly?"

"Don't be stupid, you are talking about the flying sword of Shushan Sword Cultivator." The old turtle was speechless at Xuan Qi's innocence. Half of Xuan Xiu would occasionally say such unreliable words, which was really weird. The old turtle also popularized Xuan Qi with this knowledge: "This Fritillaria is an old clam with pearl, so it can nourish the biological mother of all things. Even if you are congenitally infertile, as long as you drink Fritillaria water for a period of time, you can give birth to a fat boy."

Hearing the old man say this, Xuan Qi's interest was low: "It's just an auxiliary magic weapon, which cannot be attacked or resisted. It's really a useless thing. It's a pity to eat it."

When the old man heard Xuan Qi say this, he screamed angrily: "In my eyes, this is the real treasure. In ancient times, Xuan Xiu's fertility was extremely low. With this Fritillaria, it can continue the descendants of those Xuanmen monks. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, as it will be ridiculed."

Xuan Qi did not argue with Lao Tzu because every argument could not be said by Lao Tzu. Over time, Xuan Qi accepted it. He did not waste his precious time in boring disputes.

In the quiet carriage, the mobile phone rings happily. After pressing the call, Shang Tao's excited voice was heard: "The road race we developed has finally been finalized. It has been tested and the parameters are surprisingly good. We will go to the battle tomorrow and will have the first game in half a month."

Xuan Qi stepped on the brakes and the car was parked on the road. Xuan Qi pinched his cell phone, feeling a lot of emotion and speechless for a long time. He invested a lot of money and spent a lot of time, and finally waited for the day when the melon was ripe.

"Arrival soon" Xuan Qi closed the phone as he said, without any words, excited. Xuan Qi went against the road, turned a corner and rushed to the motorcycle factory. He was so happy that he finally had his own achievements.

In peacetime, what countries compete with each other is not only comprehensive national strength, but also their attainments in heavy industry. Never underestimate the automobile production site. Once the war begins, the products on the assembly line of these heavy industrial factories will soon be no longer cars, but tanks equipped with artillery.

So a great man once said that heavy industry is the backbone of a country.

Production of motorcycles is just the first step in the plan. Whether a motorcycle is good or not depends on whether its gearbox and engine are good. As long as you can thoroughly understand the transmission technology and improve the engine, you will accumulate the ability to develop cars and also make technical storage and distribution for the production of tanks.

But in thirteen minutes, Xuan Qi, who was ecstatic, appeared in the motorcycle factory. The entire motorcycle factory had become a sea of ​​joy. The factory, which had risen and fall several times, finally had its own independent brand after transformation. It was no longer labeled production, nor was it OEM production. Tears of joy flowed in the eyes of some old workers.

It is not easy, it is not easy to know shame before being brave. Only when the production line stagnates and the workers are mediocre can we understand how difficult it is to be a prosperous factory and how happy it is.

Xuan Qi looked over the factory. The fortune that represents wealth has been twisted into a group and has condensed the prototype of the tree of wealth. The roots and branches and leaves will grow together with the motorcycle K, sweeping across the country.

Looking at Zhang Xunqi again, Xuanqi saw that the seeds of wealth gathered on Zhang Xunqi's head and condensed into a bird's egg. This is the egg of the rich bird. It seems that the trend of motorcycle KR has been achieved, and it is only a matter of time before it swept the world.

On the internal runway of the factory, the roaring engine sound was shocking, and the first fixed mass-produced motorcycle K was driving the rider and kept running around the runway. As the speed continued to soar, the speed of each rotation became shorter and shorter.

Shang Tao, who was recovering from injury, not only did not lose his skills, but became more and more proficient. At the beginning, the cooperation with Motorcycle K was a bit awkward. As he understood the various functions more, Shang Tao ran faster and faster.

After seeing Xuan Qi, Zhang Xunqi nodded to him: "Shang Tao's technology is getting better and better, and the performance of motorcycle KR is also very good. I am looking forward to his performance in the national competition."

The finalized Motorcycle K and the previous life's Fierce Wind Motorcycle have a similarity of 90%. The exhaust pipes that are also extremely arrogant, the same streamlined and moving body, and the combination of young elements and dynamics. Together, these are destined that the Motorcycle K can repeat the legend of Fierce Wind.

"How about other drivers? If Shang Tao is just strong, it won't work." Xuan Qi's concerns are reasonable. Compared to China, the motorcycle team is completely desertification. To lead a team from a layman to the top of the world, it requires great perseverance and countless blood to water it.

If you are lucky, you may achieve results in three to five years. If you are not lucky, you will need one or even several generations to work hard. After all, the title of the top of the world is not so easy to get.

"Because of budget and drivers, there are only three drivers in the first year, and they are mainly familiar." Zhang Xunqi said as he looked at the speeding motorcycle: "I hope Shang Tao can run well."

Not afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs. In the top K world event, only three drivers were sent, and they were mainly familiar. Xuan Qi's eyes flashed with anger and looked at Zhang Xunqi and questioned: "Is this fair to Shang Tao? Racing Sports is mainly based on human intuitive reactions. According to Shang Tao's age, he is already an older driver. If he cannot win the championship in the past two years, then he can only retire."

"I also know that this is unfair to Shang Tao, but I have no choice. It takes at least three years to not pluck the hair to promote maturity. I want to cultivate a generation and a club, rather than devote all my resources to cultivate a driver. There is enough Chinese heroism, and there is no need for new heroes." At the end, Zhang Xunqi lowered his head in shame.

Xuan Qi looked at Zhang Xunqi and said, "Is it just because of resources? If it is a problem of money, it is not a problem. Let Shang Tao run as much as he can, run as fast as he can. Don't care about the honor of the small team, I want to build him as a hero."

"The growth of a generation not only requires accumulation of strength, but also a benchmark and a flag. There is a bright light with glory hanging high in the sky to guide them forward." Xuan Qi looked at Zhang Xunqi and said, "Maybe you are right, don't be eager for quick success and instant benefits, don't make progress rashly. According to your rhythm, your steps, step by step, and reach the top with steady growth. But I can't let my brothers down because I'm young, and I won't let my brothers down.

Xuan Qi's eyes flashed with a light like flames, staring at Zhang Xunqi shrunk until he stared at Zhang Xunqi speechlessly. After a while, he stretched out his finger and said, "Three hundred million, I can't lose more than ten drivers..." In the end, he couldn't even hold back and laughed out first.

At this moment, Xuan Qi suddenly realized that nothing can be used to encourage growth and cultivation of a generation. They are all because they have no money to make trouble. Last time, Zhang Xunqi said too much because the motorcycle K was not finalized at that time, because Shang Tao was still injured, and I don’t know what he could recover in the end, so Zhang Xunqi’s plan was very conservative.

When Motorcycle K passed the test, Shang Tao's recovery was beyond imagination. Not only did he not regress, but he ushered in a blowout explosion. Zhang Xunqi, who was holding a good hand, began to worry again, he had no money.

I had to retreat to advance and plot Xuan Qi

Faced with such a calculation, Xuan Qi was very happy. Money was just a bastard and could still make money after spending it. As long as it could allow brothers to realize their dreams, bring honor to China, and bring confidence to the nation, what is this little money?

"I won't give you 300 million, I will give you 600 million. If you can't get any honors back in the first year..." Xuan Qi deliberately sneered.

Zhang Xunqi, full of confidence, looked at Shang Tao who was racing: "The Chinese who had never participated in the world's top competitions had already set a record from the moment they stepped on the field." After saying that, he had a flash of confidence: "And I believe that as the event progresses, more and more records will be rewritten, and the names of Chinese on the wall of honor will gradually increase."

Xuan Qi pointed his head heavily: "I believe this day will come soon." As he said that, Xuan Qi jumped onto another fiery red motorcycle K, put on the same fiery red helmet, and then twisted the accelerator. The red motorcycle K seemed to be a sharp arrow, rushing onto the track, and his young heart flew on the wheels.

As Xuan Qi's speed soared, there were bursts of cheers coming from around him. Shang Tao's mouth smiled and deliberately lowered his speed. After waiting to be parallel to Xuan Qi, the speed surged again. Two equally young hearts galloped on the track and flew on the track. Before they knew it, they all rose to the speed of lightning. A camera quietly recorded everything and lived a while, and the whole world would be shocked.
Chapter completed!