"Unless we add more manpower, we won't be able to speed up!"
Zhao Hao said: "It is impossible to add more staff. We have almost spent all our money."
Wang Mengyu's eyes widened: "What? Two hundred and fifty thousand strings of cash, all spent?"
"What should we do then?"
"Write to His Majesty for help?"
Zhao Hao walked to the side and sat down: "I have already written it. Calculating the date, I should get a reply in the next two days."
"However, the imperial court definitely has no money, and Your Majesty probably has no solution!"
Zhao Hao shook his head helplessly.
Wang Mengyu said quickly: "That won't work. We just set up this business. If we don't have the money to supply it later, won't we have to give up halfway?"
Zhao Hao shook his head again.
He has been worrying about this matter these two days.
Money.
It’s a really good thing, but you can’t do it without money.
At this moment, a soldier came quickly to report: "Sir, the emperor's letter has arrived!"
Zhao Hao stood up and quickly took the letter.
When I opened it, there was only one line of words on the letter: The New Year is approaching, returning to Beijing.
Seeing this, Wang Mengyu hurriedly asked, "Brother Hao, what did His Majesty say in the letter?"
Zhao Hao handed him the letter: "Read it yourself."
Wang Mengyu reached out to take it, and was immediately overjoyed when he saw it.
"Hahaha, the New Year is coming to an end, and His Majesty is letting us return to the capital. This is really great!"
"I thought we were going to celebrate the New Year in this mountain valley!"
"Oh, that's great, I can finally go back to Beijing!"
"When I get back, I must eat on the first floor for three days and three nights. I am fed up with the food in this shabby place!"
Zhao Hao rolled his eyes immediately: "Old King, His Majesty is asking me to return to Beijing!"
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