"Science..." Wang Dingjue was dazzled and confused when he heard this, and he murmured: "It turns out that there is such a science besides Mind Science..."

"What's the matter? There were hundreds of schools of thought in the pre-Qin period..." Wang Wuyang was proud. In fact, Zhao Hao never mentioned that this sect was called science. He just said this word, so he naturally named this sect's knowledge like this.

Fortunately, the eldest brother is relatively stable and does not directly raise his knowledge to the level of "home", but defines it as a school.

Otherwise, it would be a new mountain besides Confucianism. Otherwise, he would have been beaten to death by his teacher.

"Oh..." Even Wang Xijue showed a solemn expression, feeling that he was too ungrateful to Zhao Hao just now.

Although he had no talent for science, he also knew that "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" was a treasure left by his ancestors. Since Zhao Hao's science is the same as the Nine Chapters's art, it is enough to establish a sect.

Of course, in Wang Xijue's view, Zhao Hao's family's knowledge must not be compared with Neo-Confucianism and Mind Studies, these two major sects.

But aren’t there also unpopular schools like “real learning” among Confucianism?

However, no matter how small the knowledge is, it is still a science. If you can establish a sect, it is a master who is destined to be famous in history.

When he thought of himself before, he pointed to the nose of a master and scolded him as a 'demon'. Wang Xijue was panicked and rubbed his hands for a while, before he said, "I'll go and fry two special dishes for the teacher, but he must enjoy the whole thing."

After saying that, he walked away in shame without waiting for Zhao Hao to refuse.

Taking advantage of the time before the meal, Wang Dingjue asked Zhao Hao several questions in succession.

But Zhao Hao didn't need to take action at all, Eryang just made it clear to him.

Looking at Eryang's dazzling proof technique, he often came up with an extraordinary solution. Wang Dingjue just wanted to find a word to express his inner feelings, but for a moment he couldn't find a suitable one, and his face turned red.

‘Damn…’ Zhao Hao said it silently for him.

These days, Eryang and Zhao Shizhen didn't come to disturb him. Unexpectedly, they had already deduced the propositions of the first two chapters...

In "A First Look at Geometry", there are only the first two chapters of "The Origin of Geometry", which have a total of 62 propositions.

Zhao Hao thought to himself that if this continues, it will take less than a year for these animals to learn about European geometry. Then he questioned the Fifth Prosecutor's Development of Non-European geometry?

Hey, who will teach who then?

‘Well, it’s time to lead some people’s interests to other aspects.’ A teacher who had a broad but not deep knowledge in his mind silently thought.

The time of study is always so happy and short. It feels like the butler comes to order a meal before he can finish it.

"What to eat? You won't starve if you don't eat it for a meal!" Wang Dingjue was in high spirits, and was interrupted by nature.

"That won't work. My master is growing up..." Hua Shuyang closed the book and interrupted Wang Dingjue's study.

"Yes, the teacher is just sick and he is just a little bit of an appetite." Wang Wuyang mentioned this and gritted his teeth again, "As a result, he was interrupted by your brother halfway through breakfast!"

"Don't mention him, I don't have that brother." Wang Dingjue said before he could breathe, "I won't eat his food..."

Before he finished speaking, everyone heard a gurgling sound. Zhao Hao thought it was him. After all, he only ate three cakes in the morning and drank half of the soup...

But Wang Dingjue's old face turned red and said, "I haven't eaten for a few days."

As a result, Wang Dingjue ate more delicious than anyone else in this meal...

Zhao Hao also praised Wang Xijue's craftsmanship. He felt that he had never eaten such delicious food after leaving Jinling.

"How about it, it's not worse than the chefs of Guanglu Temple, right?" Wang Xijue looked at Zhao Hao with a nervous look on his face.

In order to apologize and to let the famous Weijixian owners taste his skills, he did not dare to make creative dishes randomly this time, but instead took out his unique skills to Subang dishes.

What are crab paste tofu, spotfish soup, honey juice fire recipe, and snail shrimp... are all dishes he has been immersed in for many years, so he will naturally not lose his standards.

Of course, he is also indispensable for the pheasant soup he has been in the box.

Zhao Hao tasted it one by one, and while complimenting it, he also gave some improvement suggestions...

When Su Bangcai from later generations made comparisons, he naturally knew where the direction of improvement was.

Wang Xijue nodded repeatedly when he heard this.

He felt that although Zhao Hao only commented on each dish for a few words, he could make people feel proud.

Wang Xijue also wanted to take Zhao Hao as his teacher and learn cooking skills from him... Of course, he was ruthlessly rejected.

What a joke? I can't even handle scrambled eggs with tomatoes...

When he ate the extremely fresh pheasant soup, his eyes finally lit up and he slapped the table and praised: "This taste is amazing! It's a challenge to several famous dishes with extremely fresh taste!"

Wang Xijue was immediately happier than taking the 'betel nut Shunqi Pills', and even saw Zhao Hao was completely pleased with him. "Sir, please guess why it is so fresh?"

"But add soy sauce?" Zhao Hao said without thinking. He said sorry, there were so many dishes made in later generations with soy sauce. Any foodie could taste this taste.

Wang Xijue looked at Zhao Hao in amazement, and after a while he gave a thumbs up, he praised: "Sir, not only does the poetry work well, but also makes good calculations, but he is so proficient in eating. It is the best of all the best!"

"Uh..." Zhao Hao almost choked and said with a giggle: "This is not worth boasting in the end, right?"

"Why isn't it worth boasting?" Wang Xijue said with a look of course: "There is a saying that people regard food as the most. Is there anything bigger in this world than eating?"

Wang Wuyang and Hua Shuyang couldn't help but laugh secretly, thinking, then you and Uncle Fan Shi really have some chats.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Hao praised him, picked up the freshly squeezed pomegranate juice, and toasted Wang Xijue with a cup and said, "Brother Shi will do this experience in the future!"

"Ah..." Wang Dingjue was puzzled when he heard this. If it weren't for what Zhao Hao said, he would have laughed.

But Eryang immediately started to think about it, then patted each other's thighs and said in unison: "Master means that the king regards the people as the heaven, and the people as the heaven. Therefore, as the prime minister, we must put the issue of people's food first."

"If people have food, they will be at peace; if the granaries are sufficient, they will know etiquette, and education will be easier..." Wang Wuyang added another sentence.

Zhao Haoqiang nodded with a smile, but gave the two disciples a blank look. He would also say this, and there was no need for them to answer quickly.

Wang Xijue nodded happily and said, "That's what I mean. In my opinion, all the crux of the Ming Dynasty now lies in the issue of eating."

"Want to hear it carefully?" Zhao Hao asked with a smile, silently activated the magnetic skill set.

"I won't talk about it before, just say that in the past five years since I was an official in Beijing, the whole north has had severe droughts and floods, frequent earthquakes, and winter is so cold. The harvest of ordinary people in Gansu, Shanxi, Shaanxi, Shandong, and Zhili is getting worse year by year. However, the taxes in these places have never been reduced... Even if the local officials want to request, the court will not approve it." Speaking of national affairs, Wang Xijue was as wise as talking about cooking, and no longer faced the clumsy plan in "Geometry".

"Because the court wants to raise border funds to defend against the Tartars, and also to support more and more royal families..." Speaking of this, Wang Xijue said with a deep worry: "I looked at the data of the clan mansion. You may not have imagined that in the past twenty years, the number of royal families has doubled, and as this trend continues, the growth rate will be faster and faster. I am really worried that in less than fifty years, all the people in the north will be forced to rebel..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hao couldn't help but nodded secretly, thinking that Wang Xijue is worthy of being Wang Xijue. Although sometimes he is not very tuned, his foresight alone is far more than 99% of the officials in the court.

Of course, the arrival of that day was twenty years later than Wang Xijue's prediction, but that was the result of the joint efforts of two reformers, Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng. If these two reformers who could rank in the top ten in history were not produced, the Ming Dynasty would have been able to die in the hands of Wanli, and they would not have been able to wait for the little carpenter and unhappy to make trouble...
Chapter completed!