Wang Haitian was about to cry: "Uncle Yuan, don't be ridiculous, digging a well is really not a child's play!"

"Sir, it took seven brothers three years to dig out a hole three feet deep!"

Hu Mengying also advised: "We can stay here for four days at most, and we can't dig much deep!"

Although Dahu, Erhu and the others were surprised, no one had any doubts.

Wang Yuan raised his eyebrows: "If it takes three days, they can dig deeper than they did in three years!"

Hu Mengying said sternly: "If you can do it, sir, then whatever you say will be yours from now on!"

"good!"

Wang Yuan blinked: "When the time comes, I want you to agree to a very embarrassing condition for me!"

Thinking about the meaning of the words, Hu Mengying's pretty face turned red: "If the young master can really do it, Mengying will definitely obey your orders. But if the young master can't do it, he must agree to a condition for Mengying, which will also make the young master very embarrassed!"

"good!"

Wang Yuan's eyes lit up!

Hu Mengying also has beautiful eyes!

Three days later, if the young master loses, she will put forward her conditions and let him prepare for the imperial examination!

Although businessmen make money, it is actually a lowly industry with no social status at all!

Such a strange man like the Young Master, whose final destination is the temple, how can he be a merchant and a humble man?

…

Jiushan County, Wang family!

"Teacher, isn't this nonsense? You are actually digging a salt well in Feicang."

Yan Fuzhu frowned and said: "You didn't even try to persuade him, but you actually let Chonglou accompany him to fool around. The salt wells in Lao Feizhuang have dried up, how can we dig out brine again!"

"You also know that the salt well in Lao Feizhuang has dried up!"

Putting down the wine pot, Wang Haitian wiped his lips and glared: "Then have you ever thought about how the kitchen households can survive when the salt collected by the government has not been reduced at all?"

"Teacher, I was wrong!"

Yan Fuzhu was startled and smiled bitterly: "Although this is a matter for the salt transport envoy, I will go to Mr. Futai and ask him to reduce the salt tax on Lao Feizhuang!"

"No!"

Wang Haitian took a sip of wine: "Brother Mingtan has gone, and he will definitely be able to solve their problems, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed there for so long!"

Yan Fushi smiled bitterly: "Teacher, you really believe that he can dig a salt well with brine."

Wang Haitian rolled his eyes: "He can make it even if he spreads it out, so what does a salt well mean?"

"Teacher, these are two different things! Anyway, I don't believe that he can dig a salt well with brine."

Yan Fuzhu shook his head and stood up: "Teacher, please let him come back quickly. I will talk to Mr. Futai and give Fu Xianyun 600,000 catties of military salt!"

Wang Haitian pressed his disciple down and said, "No need, I believe in my brother Mingtan!"

…

Jiushan County, Yang family!

Yang Shuo took a sip from the teacup and said, "The boy named Wang is still digging wells in Lao Feizhuang!"

"good!"

Liu Zhiping chuckled and nodded: "But don't worry, he still hasn't dug out the brine!"

“It’s already here”

Yang Shuo said confidently: "Old Feizhuang has been working on brine for three years. Those kitchen farmers have been chiseling for three years but they can't chisel it out. What can the boy named Wang chise out in three days?"

"Um!"
Chapter completed!