"It can be done." Zhao Yurui said happily: "This round wood needs to be polished with heavier wood."

Zhao Yurui is going to use wood to make billiard balls and stones to make mahjong.

Because stone billiard balls are easily broken.

He wants to sell the mahjong. If the mahjong is broken, he can make a second wave of money by matching the mahjong.

Zhao Yurui then chatted with them. Craftsmen in the Southern Song Dynasty were all businessmen. They usually had their own shops. There were two types of business sources. For example, masons mainly helped others build rockeries, lions at the door, and even stone tablets and other independent operations.

There are also those who will be recruited by the imperial court to build palace buildings for the imperial court.

Of course, the two Song dynasties have to pay wages, and they will not be low.

The same goes for carpenters. They usually make some wooden tools for sale, and sometimes they are recruited.

"How is business lately? Do you earn ten dollars a month?" Zhao and Rui asked with a smile.

"There is no Shiguan. It's hot in summer, there are not many customers, and the court has no business. Selling some odd jobs is not enough to make a living." The carpenter immediately shouted.

The stonemason also shouted, because the stonemason has little use and is the kind of person who does not open for three years and works for three years.

Generally, rich people have to find the right big lion at the door. They can work for several months and make a lot of money.

But this kind of work doesn’t happen every day.

More importantly, prices in Lin'an are too expensive now, and everyone's life is difficult.

The four of them thought that Zhao and Rui wanted to bargain, so they first told them that life was very difficult.

Zhao Yurui remained calm and asked them to stay in the palace temporarily and build it according to the drawings. They could not take the drawings out, so they asked how much it would cost and how long it would take.

The craftsmen asked about the dimensions and quoted a price, which was not too expensive. Zhao Yurui did not counter-offer and agreed immediately.

After the craftsmen left, Zhao Yurui called Zhou Lai and asked him to find out what the living conditions were like in the homes of the four craftsmen.

"King Yi wants to recruit them?" Zhou Lai thought to himself, this is another huge expense.

"This thing consumes a lot of money. When we become popular, if we ask them to build it, the price may increase, so we need to recruit some craftsmen in the house."

"Yi Wang Yingming." Zhou Lai dealt with it, but he didn't think this thing would be popular because he really didn't know what these things were for, and he still put them together in Feng Lai Tower.

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Early the next morning, after washing, Zhao and Rui went to the backyard.

Every morning when you get up, you must first pay respects to your elders. This is a rule that cannot be changed even if the sky rains swords and arrows and rain of iron falls.

When they arrived at Huaide Hall, the teenagers had already gotten up early and were running there.

"121, 121, 121---" Chen Xiaodao ran at the front, Quan Yong at the back, and Zhou Lai and Niu Bao supervised from the side.

Seeing Zhao and Rui passing by, Chen Xiaodao said loudly: "Good morning, Your Majesty."

"Good morning, my king." All the teenagers shouted at the same time.

Zhao Yurui nodded with a smile.

Chen Xiaodao then shouted: "Run, run, Cuju is good."

The young man shouted again: "Run, run, I'm good at Cuju."

Quan Yong held a ball under his feet and followed slowly, getting farther and farther away from the big team. When he heard the words of the teenagers, Quan Yong raised his head and shouted: "Louder."

"Running, running, Cuju skills." The deafening voice echoed in the palace of Prince Wei.

Chen Xiaodao then shouted again, and every time he shouted, the teenagers would shout in unison, and in one sentence they would:

"Running, running, Cuju skills;

Exercise and exercise, your footwork will change;

If you play Cuju well, you will have no worries;

Follow King Yi, and everything will be prosperous."

Zhao Yurui listened to it several times and took the Xu family to the backyard with satisfaction.

A new gate has been installed in the backyard. It is said to prevent people from entering the backyard without permission, but it is actually not locked during the day.

Because she knew that Zhao Yurui would come to greet her every day, the maid Hongxiu would open the door early in the morning.

In fact, the so-called greetings are nothing. Every time Zhao Yurui comes, he doesn’t know what to say.

Mother and son are often embarrassed when they have nothing to say.

This has been the case for the past ten days. Zhao Yurui doesn't want to come over, but if he doesn't come over, he's afraid that word will get out and others will say he doesn't respect his elders.

With his current status, he can molest women in the street, fight, even bully the people, and let evil slaves kill people, but he must not be unfilial.

This is a mistake that even a powerful official like Shi Miyuan cannot tolerate.

"Prince Yi actually doesn't have to come here every day." Just when he was thinking about this, Mrs. Xu whispered behind her.

Zhao Yurui turned to look at her and whispered: "I'm afraid if word gets out, outsiders will say I don't respect my elders."

"Just let Mrs. Yu take the initiative to bring it up," Mrs. Xu said again.

Zhao Yurui thought to himself that it was unlikely that the Yu family would take the initiative to mention this.

Thinking of this, he turned to look at Mrs. Xu. Mrs. Xu seemed to not want Zhao Yurui to run to the backyard every day.

Mrs. Yu is so beautiful and young, so Mrs. Xu may be worried about something.

While the two were talking, they had already reached the backyard.

Hong Xiu was waiting outside the door early. When she saw Zhao Yurui approaching, she quickly bent down and said, "Madam is waiting for King Yi."

"Good morning, Hongxiu." Zhao Yurui looked at her with a smile.

Hong Xiu first raised her head, then lowered her head shyly.

The young and handsome King Yi smiled and nodded to her, but Hong Xiu was still a little embarrassed.

At this time, Zhao Yurui came to the door and said loudly: "Yurui wants to say hello to my mother."

"Yurui, come in." Yu's pleasant voice sounded in the room.

Hong Xiu quickly opened the door.

Zhao Yurui strode in.

The door is still open, Hongxiu is standing by the door, and Xu and Xiaotao are standing outside the corridor.

Because they are not biological mother and son. If they were biological mother and son, Hong Xiu would close the door again.

The room has a relatively refreshing fragrance. Zhao Yurui has been here more than a dozen times, spending most of the time in the room, and sometimes asking his mother-in-law outdoors.

Mrs. Yu would take a walk in the yard when the weather was not very hot. It was muggy today, so she didn’t go out.

When Zhao Yurui came in, she saw Mrs. Yu sitting on the left side of the main table. She was dressed simply, not luxuriously, and she didn't have any particularly bright accessories on her head.

She also doesn't like to wear dresses that are close to the body, but despite this, her dignified and graceful temperament, coupled with her beautiful oval face, is still very stunning. No wonder so many officials secretly looked at her that day.

"Meet mother." Zhao Yurui repeated these words.

"No need to be polite, King Yi, just sit down." Mrs. Yu also repeated this sentence every day.

Zhao Yurui couldn't leave immediately, so he found a place to sit down on the left side.

The embarrassing time has arrived again.

Because neither of them knew what to say next.

Of course, Zhao Yurui usually comes up with some nonsense.

He thought about it today and decided to follow the original routine.

"The weather is relatively hot today, I'm afraid it won't rain."

Mrs. Yu also said: "The weather is getting hotter and hotter. Now I will sweat even if I stay indoors."

"Yu Rui just walked over from the front and was sweating all over."

Yu's cold face moved slightly, but she didn't smile. It was probably because there was a small change in her expression.

Yu is obviously a person who doesn't like to talk.

Usually when she says this, she stops talking.

But today she seemed to have something to say.

According to yesterday's order, Zhao Yurui will continue to talk a few nonsense words, and then stand up to leave.

But before Zhao Yurui could speak, Yu suddenly said: "Red sleeves."

"Yes, ma'am."

The red sleeves from outside came in.

Zhao Yurui looked at Hongxiu inexplicably.
Chapter completed!