Zhao Hao woke up and asked, "How is his performance today?"

"Young Master, there are nearly 200 trucks added today, and a total of 770,000 coal lotus roots were transported, and they were all snatched up in a blink of an eye." Guo Da picked up the water bottle from the kang, first tried the water temperature, and then poured a cup for Zhao Hao.

"And the villain asked the people below to follow the instructions of the young master yesterday and wrote down the customer's orders. When he came back, he was shocked and ordered more than 30 million..." Guo Da said incrediblely: "I heard from the people below that they had ordered a lot of more when they heard that they could deliver goods to their doorsteps, and seemed to be worried that they would not have this service in the future..."

Zhao Hao smiled faintly, this is a fine tradition of our people since ancient times.

"Thirty million..." Then the man thought about it and thought that it seemed that it was not enough to use up all the coal in the coal factory.

Oh yes, the coal balls sold must be better than coal, and it should be similar if they go out and enter.

Thinking of this, he felt relieved and ordered: "By the way, go back and say to Fatty Sun and start buying the water pumping device for me."

"Water pumping device?" The little black fat man was stunned.

"Well. Let him collect as much water buckets, water tanks, water trucks, etc., so that he can collect as much as possible. " Zhao Hao learned his lesson this time and decided to prepare in advance for the next step, so as to save time and not have anything to do.

"Don't worry, young master, you will pay attention!" Although Guo Da didn't understand Zhao Hao's idea, the young master was so wise that he would just do it without any discount.

Looking at Guo Da who was full of energy, Zhao Hao knew that he didn't have to worry about the coal yard anymore.

This is the benefit of relying on a big tree. When a profit model is established, no one dares to make a decision. As long as the people below manage it well, just wait for a steady stream of money to make money every day.

Wait...How much does a bucket of gold cost?

Mr. Zhao, who was forced to become more and more rigorous by his genius disciples, started to calculate silently

One dou is equal to ten liters, ten liters are equal to ten cubic meters, and the density of gold is nineteen three, so one dou is one hundred and ninety-three kilograms. Considering that there is a gap between the gold ingots, it is considered to be one hundred and ninety kilograms if it is erased from the small amount. The price of gold and silver in the Ming Dynasty is one to six, which is equivalent to two thousand two hundred and eighty kilograms of silver. One kilogram is equal to sixteen taels, which is 36,480 taels of silver...

Well, I can't even make a fraction of it...

Then set a small goal first and make money every day.

That night, Zhao Shouzheng came back and pulled Zhao Hao to chat for a while.

When my father finished talking, Zhao Hao was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He thought to himself that I was so tired recently.

So he left the speech and fell asleep.

When dawn is dawn, the disciples come to serve the master and get up and dress.

When Hua Shuyang folded the quilt for his master, he found the manuscript papers wrinkled into rags and asked, "Have you finished memorizing them? I threw them away if I didn't use it."

"Then you have to ask?" Wang Dingjue said with a blank look: "It's just a few pages of paper that we can recite in a meal, let alone the master."

"Yes." The disciples nodded, thinking that the master could write down even the books he had read many years ago, so his memory must be the best in the world.

Zhao Hao's mouth twitched twice, and he really had no shame to tell his disciple that his teacher only remembered the books he had read many years ago.

The memory of this life is probably comparable to that of Zhao Shixi.

He had to laugh dryly, snatch the pages of broken paper and said, "I thought about it last night, but I can't just read the text. I still have to think about it..."

"Master is right!" The five disciples and Zhao Shizhen nodded in unison when they heard this:

"This sect is here, how can the master be with the light? Show your sword!"

"You guys are so big-headed!" Zhao Hao was furious, picked up the broom on the kang, and beat the six people's heads one by one like a drum.

"You don't want to have a spring exam? You don't have a spring exam? You don't have a spring exam? Do you still want to be an official? You... you two are not even a juren, and you are so embarrassed to follow them and make trouble!"

After driving the disciples with all their heads out, Zhao Hao crossed his legs to the stack of manuscript papers, thinking hard.

In fact, without the advice of his disciples, he resisted the speech from psychological to physiologically.

Because that is incompatible with his doctrine and his ideas!

Although I have done a lot of things to pinch my nose before.

But Zhao Hao found out that this time, he couldn't convince himself that he would be with Guangchen when he went to Lingji Palace tomorrow and not offend others...

Because he knew that this was the last time he had been giving lectures in Lingji Palace.

In another half a year, Mr. Xu will step down in disgrace.

Next year, Zhang Juzheng found an excuse to mess up the lectures in Lingji Palace.

Then Gao Gong came back...

Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng most disliked the people who talked about the country most in their lives, and were arbitrary and were arbitrary. They were not short of these two types of people in the study. Therefore, the vigorous style of lectures was silent for fifteen or sixteen years under the suppression of these two iron-fisted prime ministers. It was not until Zhang Juzheng's death that they flourished again, and then...the Ming Dynasty was told to die alive.

So if you miss this opportunity, if science wants to be known to the world, it will probably take more than ten years to wait.

Within more than ten years, there will be no such platform to make science famous overnight...

Of course, I can do a lot of things in the past ten years, but as Guo Da said, just say that he doesn’t practice stupid things!

There is no good platform to help you promote it. You only rely on the master and apprenticeship in this way, and at most you can write books and make theories. If you can become a prestigious scholar like Wang Yangming, just like Wang Yangming, the theory will become a prestigious scholar soon after his death.

Zhao Hao couldn't wait for that long, he came to grab time for the Ming Dynasty.

But the problem is that science and mind learning are incompatible. Especially Xu Ge Lao's Jiangyou School is already similar to Zen.

As long as Zhao Hao opens his mouth to promote science, he will make a fuss...

Such science is famous, but it completely angered Mr. Xu.

There are also those Wang Xuemen who are like crucian carp crossing the river, spreading all over the court and the country...

After all, there is only one person in this world who dares to fight against this group of people.

Haven't you seen Zhang Juzheng's arrogant and coldness? When the teacher was in power, he still had to keep the "Fourth Judgment of the Wangmen" all day long, and only after he was in power did he dare to show his hideous minions?

So what are the consequences of annoying Mr. Xu and his disciples?

The first is that Li Chunfang, the chief examiner of this year's spring exam, is a student of Xu Ge Lao and a believer of the heart... and is not the kind of person like Zhang Juzheng who sincerely wants to continue the lectures in Lingji Palace according to the teacher's instructions.

It’s just that his ability is not good, and Zhang Juzheng easily got rid of it.

Of course, even if Zhang Juzheng is not involved, with Li Chunfang's pitiful appeal, there will not be too many people participating in the Lingji Palace lecture next year.

After all, many people come to praise Mr. Xu, not the kind of learning...

As a result, until dark, Zhao Hao did not walk out of the room, which made the disciples worry.

Five heads lined up and looked inside through the crack of the door. It was dark inside, and I could only vaguely see Zhao Hao lying on the kang without moving.

"Why didn't the master move?"

"Master won't fall asleep, right?"

"Oh, it must be too troublesome."

"It's all your fault that you are unworthy disciples, who just ask the master for the problem."

"Shut up! You said too!"

The five of them whispered a few words, but they didn't dare to disturb the teacher's sleep and quietly stepped out.

Where can Zhao Hao sleep?

He stared at the spider who had difficulty woven webs on the beams until the night submerged the half-woven web...

He admitted that he became a little bit arrogant after having a mother.

I actually decided to wait for an opportunity to go to Lingji Palace tomorrow to fire...
Chapter completed!