Seeing Master Xuelang provoking Zhao Hao, Tang Youde couldn't help but be shocked, thinking that this monk seemed noble and extraordinary, but in fact he was more shameless than Old Tang.

Zhao Hao sat cross-legged on the lounge chair, looking at Xue Lang and Xueliang's bald head strangely. Although this guy is usually flattering, he is actually arrogant and will never kneel down to him just because he successfully predicts Gao Gong's departure.

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon.

"Tell me, if you have any problems, please help me?" Zhao Hao patted the bald head with a good feel.

"It's really a big problem." Xue Lang raised his head and said seriously: "I have encountered difficulties in money. I beg Master Zhao to help me and take me to make some money."

Zhao Hao teased and said, "At this moment, aren't you talking about making money and being vulgar?"

"No more." Xue Lang hurriedly smiled and shook his head, "The little monk used the money to rebuild the Buddhist temple. How could he be vulgar?"

Xue Lang said and sighed, "The donor doesn't know anything. The fire in Dabaoen Temple was burned many times before the New Year..."

"Dabaoen Temple is a royal temple, why do you need to worry about it?" Zhao Hao asked in confusion.

"Now the court is short of money, and it is hard to allocate funds within four or five years. How can I sit and watch the Buddhist temple turn into ruins?" Then I saw Xuelang Baoxiang solemnly saying: "I made a great wish in front of the Buddha, and I would raise 50,000 taels of silver in half a year to rebuild the Buddhist temple gallery."

"Who knew that the little monk overestimated his ability." After saying that, he showed timidity and said nervously: "In nearly half a year, countless poetry meetings have been held, but only raised more than 20,000 taels of funds..."

"Only..." Zhao Hao sang softly. He spent all his efforts in the past six months and cheated him, and only earned four or five thousand taels. The monk just talked and invited people to eat and drink, and got more than twenty thousand taels, but he was still thinking it was too small... It was really a comparison of people, which was so angering.

"I saw that I was about to report the account with the Buddha at the end of the month, but it was still half apart. If I didn't find a way to make up for it quickly, the little monk would commit lies and go to the hell of tongue pulling." Then Xue Lang said with a worried look on his face.

"Didn't you speak lies all day long?" Zhao Hao asked deliberately.

"That's different. It's like an official who is lies all day long, but who dares to make a promise with the emperor? If you don't keep your word, the emperor will chop your head. The same is true for the promise made by the Buddha. Not keeping your promise is a serious crime!" Xue Lang said with a sad face: "Master Zhao is very compassionate, saves the suffering and helps the little monk pass through this level. I will shape you the golden body of an arhat and offer it to the indifference day and night to ensure that all evil spirits are not invaded!"

"You might as well make one for yourself first." Zhao Hao smiled and asked him to get up, "If you pay 20,000 taels of silver, I will take you to play with a big ticket."

"Twenty thousand taels?" Xue Lang opened his mouth and said, "Don't you want me to take out all the money?"

"It's not worth playing if you don't have any money." Zhao Hao originally wanted to take advantage of Fatty Tang and squeeze out as much money as possible. Now that a big money owner comes to the door, he is too lazy to take Joe anymore. "If you want to play, just play with a big one."

"This..." Xue Lang was confused. He had all the money raised by him privately, so it wouldn't matter if he took it all out. But if he lost all of it, he would never be able to explain it to the Buddha.

"Master, didn't you say that you believe in the young master except Buddha?" Fatty Tang also came up with great enthusiasm and tried his best to instigate him: "Now the young master is rare to open a golden mouth. What else can hesitate? The opportunity must not be lost, so you will never come again, Master!"

"Yeah!" Xuelang was a determined monk, otherwise he would not have made such a great wish. He gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone listened to the donor!"

"Okay!" Zhao Hao then got up and asked Tang Youde: "How much can you pay?"

"Seven or eight thousand taels are going to last the sky..." Tang Youde answered honestly. He started from scratch and only had a 20,000 taels of silver. He had to spend all his working capital this time to collect all the seven or eight thousand taels.

"Then you pay 7,000 taels, I pay 3,000 taels." Zhao Hao said decisively: "Add to add 20,000 taels from Master Xuelang, we will make up a total of 30,000 taels."

After saying that, he looked at the two of them and said, "When I make money, Xuelang will share half of the other half, and I will share the other half equally with me. Is it fair or not?"

"Just!" Xue Lang focused heavily. He thought that the three of them would share the same amount. Now that he could get half of it, he was naturally satisfied.

“Just justice, the most fair boy!”

Not to mention Fatty Tang, he originally planned to give half of the profit to Zhao Hao, but now he not only does not have to give in, but also makes more money, so he is naturally extremely satisfied.

"Since that's the case, then make a contract." Zhao Hao ordered Wang Wuyang to serve the pen and ink.

Wang Wuyang quickly started working, and he was calm from beginning to end, as if money had no at all attraction to him.

"Don't you want to earn a good disciple?" Zhao Hao used his own judgment and asked on his own initiative.

"The disciple doesn't spend much money." Wang Wuyang blinked and said with a look of course: "If you really need money, will your master ignore me?"

"Ha..." Zhao Hao only realized what the other person had to do. But Wang Wuyang thought so, it seemed that he was right to be a teacher for one day and a father for life.

After that day, the three of them spent two days to collect 30,000 taels of silver and then exchanged it into cash.

To this end, Zhao Hao dispatched another thirty strong men from Caijiaxiang to guard the cargo ships equipped with silver at the wharf day and night.

Tang Youde strongly invited Zhao Hao to go to the countryside with him to collect silk threads, but Zhao Hao said he would not go anywhere.

"Young master, don't worry, if you don't go to Dangtu this time, you won't be beaten." Tang Youde thought Zhao Hao was worried that Dangtu's leaders would settle the score with him.

After all, the price of silk has doubled compared to March, and those who sold at the lowest point are probably the same as those who have eaten it.

"I think it's hot." Zhao Hao shook his head while eating smoothies: "This is the big June day, a fool is out."

"Okay..." Tang Youde nodded with a wry smile: "Young master is enjoying the cool home, Old Tang is going to collect silk!"

This time, Tang Youde brought 40 or 50 people, hired four large ships, and collected silk threads from county to county along both sides of the Yangtze River.

Now that the price of silk is rising, more and more people are collecting silk, and the supply is getting more and more in short supply. However, unlike in March, the seller begged him to buy it.

In addition, Zhao Hao told Tang Youde to complete the acquisition within ten days, so he gritted his teeth and offered a high price of one tael of silver per kilogram of silk, which was 10% or 20% higher than the market price. Then he rushed forward and received a total of 30,000 kilograms of raw silk from six counties within ten days.

When Tang Youde handed over the certificate of deposit of 30,000 kilograms of raw silk to Zhao Hao, his fat face was thinner.

"Thank you for your hard work, Boss Tang," Zhao Hao took the deposit certificate with a smile and ordered Wang Wuyang to say, "Put it smoothie for Boss Tang!"

Wang Wuyang then put a bowl of snow-like smoothie from the ice bucket, mixed it with milk, sprinkled with raisins and frost to make snow, and then handed it to Tang Youde.

Tang Youde couldn't help but have a straight look. Before he went to the countryside, Mr. Zhao was just eating smoothies. In just a few days, he had developed so many tricks.

Take another bite and the mouth is sweet and the heart is cool. I suddenly feel that the heat is gone and the whole body is relaxed.

This young master is just a fucking enjoyment...

While eating smoothies in small stutters, he reported to Zhao Hao: "This time I went to the countryside, I encountered many people who went to Nanjing to collect silk, and even those from Su Songchang Town. Fortunately, my son ordered me to fight quickly, otherwise I would not receive 30,000 taels of silver, but I would definitely not receive 30,000 kilograms of silk."

"It seems that anyone who has a way at home already knows that the switch is right in front of him." After saying that, he vomited a cold air and said with anticipation: "I wonder how much the price of silk will rise when the news comes out?"

"Look." Zhao Hao stretched his waist and said indifferently: "If you don't pay, you'll be fine."
Chapter completed!