Confucius Temple, front door of the store.

Zhao Hao asked over and over again, almost looking at the glasses in the store, but never said which pair to buy.

This gradually exhausted the store's patience. However, it had not opened today, so he had to endure his anxiety and deal with it with a smile on his face.

"Young master, which one do you like?"

"Yes." Zhao Hao then put down his glasses and asked him: "What is the level of your master in Jinling?"

"This is the only one in Jinling City, and there is no other semicolon." The store owner replied proudly.

"What about the whole country?" Zhao Hao asked again.

"I dare not say the Royal Manufacturing Office of the Danei. Apart from that, the small shop's skills are better than anyone else, but they don't recognize that they are worse than anyone else." The shop answered toughly, and finally couldn't help asking again: "Customer, have you chosen it?"

Zhao Hao smiled and snapped his fingers twice, and Gao Wu slapped the two ingots of fifty taels of official silver on the counter.

"What does this mean by young master?" The shop owner looked puzzled, but his expression was much more relaxed.

"You are not as satisfied with me here, I want to customize one myself." Zhao Hao said slowly.

"Do you want to customize it?" What the store is doing is a rich business, and it is obviously commonplace to say: "You can do both golden frames and jade frames in this store."

"I want a pair of ink-colored flat mirrors. The lenses can be smaller. As for the frame, the lighter the better."

"Ink-colored flat mirror?" The shop owner was stunned for a moment and asked tentatively: "It's the kind that is not convex or concave, and there is no difference between wearing it or not?"

"Not bad." Zhao Hao nodded with a smile.

"That's simple. Just use ink crystal to grind a pair of young masters." The shop responded with a smile: "This is much cheaper. Even if you give the young master a pair of gold wire frames, it won't cost so much."

"It's just to keep it." Zhao Hao waved his hand generously and said, "Take me to meet Master Mijing, and I'll tell him the requirements myself."

"It's no problem." The store owner happily put away a hundred taels of silver. His business has always been open for three days and it's been half a month since it opened.

Then he lifted the curtain and invited Zhao Hao into the backyard.

In the backyard, two masters were grinding lenses with two apprentices.

The apprentice stepped on a pair of bicycle pedal-like stirrups with her feet. There was a transmission belt in the middle of the stirrup, which drove the small mill on the platform to rotate at a constant speed.

The mirror polishing master was concentrating on holding pieces of crystals and carefully polishing them with white mud-like polishing materials.

Obviously, the trick is all in the master's hands, so he is not afraid of outsiders at all.

However, in order to avoid suspicion, Zhao Hao turned his head and pretended not to be interested.

The shopkeeper called a gray-haired mirror polisher. "Old Lu, this young master has some requests, you have to listen carefully."

The old Lu nodded, stood beside Zhao Hao with his waist bowed, watching Zhao Hao draw on paper with his pen while listening to his explanation.

After hearing this, Old Lu smiled confidently and said, "I understand, just beat the temples as the young master said."

"Okay, you're a good job. I'll get a lot of rewards after I've done my job." Zhao Hao then threw down his pen and agreed with the store that he would take a mirror for ten days later, and then left with Gao Wu.

After walking a distance, Zhao Hao suddenly asked Gao Wu: "Do you remember the appearance of those two mirror polishing masters?"

After a while, I heard Gao Wu's answer: "Yes."

"Let me try to invite someone to visit your home and don't let the store notice it." Zhao Hao ordered in a deep voice.

Gao Wu nodded silently, and Zhao Hao didn't have to worry about the rest.

Gao Wu was quick to do things, and he brought people back in the middle of the night that day.

When Zhao Hao was woken up from his sleep and came to the secluded courtyard where no one was wearing clothes, he saw a sack that was constantly wriggling.

Zhao Hao was stunned and after a while he covered his face and said, "Let the person out quickly."

"Oh." A man from Caijiaxiang opened the sack and released a gray-haired old man tied up with rags inside. Isn't it the Master Mojing named Lu?

Gao Wu quickly loosened the old Lu head and pulled off the gag rag.

As soon as Lao Lu relaxed his ties, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Hao, shouting that hello and spared his life.

Zhao Hao glared at Gao Wu fiercely, then helped Lao Lu's head up with his own hands and said warmly: "They misunderstood what I mean. I asked them to invite you with kind words, not to let them use this method, which really scared my father-in-law."

"Ah..." Old Lu was stunned for a moment and couldn't speak for a long time.

Then he heard a fierce man explaining: " "Go back to the young master, we have been following the old man out of the shop. When there is no one, we went over to him and told him that my young master has invited him. Unexpectedly, he screamed and had no choice but to cover his mouth..."

"He struggled desperately again, and in desperation, we had to tie him up..." another man also explained.

"I see you all have evil spirits and thought you had met a robber in the middle of the night." Old Lu smiled bitterly, and then he believed that it was a misunderstanding.

Zhao Hao immediately asked Gao Wu to arrange a table of wine and food, and personally gave the cup to Old Lu. Only after the old man was shocked could he realize his intention.

"I want to ask my father-in-law to take a ten-day or half a month to help me create a few things."

"I'm afraid my boss won't give it a fake." Old Lu subconsciously shirked.

Before he finished speaking, Gao Wu slapped two silver ingots in front of him.

Seeing the two high-ranking official silvers, each of which was fifty taels, Lao Lu swallowed.

Master Mo Jing is considered a high-paying class in Jinling City, but he earns only ten taels of silver in a month. If he could earn nearly a year of money in ten days and half a month, no one would be moved if he changed it.

"I think of a solution." After hesitating for a moment, Old Lu finally let go.

"After the matter is done, I will reward you with another 100 taels." Zhao Hao said lightly. Now for him, this little money is nothing.

"Okay, I will take leave from my boss tomorrow and say that my in-laws have passed away and I will go back to help with a meal." Old Lutou immediately took out his spirit of overcoming all difficulties and patted his chest and said, "Within half a month, wait for the young master to send you!"

"What should I do if the mirror grinding tool?" Zhao Hao asked: "And the East China Sea crystal..."

"Young master, don't worry, the old man has a complete set of things at home." Old Lutou smiled awkwardly: "The boss asked for a price too bad, so people often ask the old man whether he would take on private work..."

"That's good." Zhao Hao breathed a sigh of relief and immediately asked Gao Wu to lead his men to go with the old man's house overnight to retrieve the mirror-grinding tool.

He returned to his study, recalled carefully, and then picked up his pen to draw pictures on paper.

The next day, Gao Wu came over to report that everything was ready.

Zhao Hao then picked up the drawn drawings, went to the courtyard, and explained his real requirements to the old Lutou.

"Grind two triangular prisms for me, one with an acute isosceles triangle on the bottom, and the other with an equilateral triangle on the bottom... What? I'm confused? Well, I'll pinch it with mud for you in the next moment, right?"

"This is a convex lens, your reading glasses, but the diopter... well, I want a very flat mirror, not a very convex one."

"This is a concave lens, which is the small flower glass, which is only one-third of the size of the reading glasses. You can give me a few more pieces."
Chapter completed!