Seeing Master Xuelang prostrating himself before Zhao Hao, Tang Youde couldn't help but be secretly shocked, thinking that this monk seemed noble and extraordinary, but in fact he was even more shameless than Old Tang.

Zhao Hao sat cross-legged on the recliner, looking at Xuelang's shiny bald head in surprise. Although this guy usually flatters others, he is actually very arrogant. He will never kneel down to worship him just because he successfully predicted Gao Gong's resignation.

When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong.

"Tell me, what problems do you need my help with?" Zhao Hao patted the bald head that felt quite good in his hand.

"It's really a huge problem." Xuelang raised his head and said seriously, "I'm in financial trouble. I beg Mr. Zhao to help me and help me make some money."

Zhao Hao then said with a teasing smile: "Now, don't you think making money is vulgar?"

"I don't mind it." Xuelang smiled and shook his head, saying, "I am using the money to rebuild the temple. How can it be vulgar?"

Xuelang sighed and said, "Donor, you may not know that there was a fire in the Da Baoen Temple a few years ago, and many of the Buddhist halls and art galleries were burned down..."

"Da Baoen Temple is a royal temple, why should you worry about it?" Zhao Hao asked puzzledly.

"The court is short of money now. Don't even think about allocating funds in the next four or five years. How can I sit back and watch the temple turn into ruins?" Then Xuelang said solemnly, "I will make a vow in front of the Buddha to raise 50,000 taels of silver in half a year to rebuild the temple and gallery."

"Who knew that I overestimated my ability?" After saying this, he showed his fear and said nervously, "In the past six months, I have held countless poetry gatherings, but I have only raised more than 20,000 taels..."

"Only..." Zhao Hao groaned. He had spent half a year trying his best and cheating to earn only four or five thousand taels. This monk got more than 20,000 taels just by talking and treating people to food and drinks, and he actually thought it was not enough... It's really annoying to compare yourself with others.

"It's almost the end of the month and I have to settle accounts with the Buddha, but I'm still more than half way due. If I don't find a way to make up for it quickly, I will be guilty of lying and go to the hell of tongue-pulling." Xuelang said with a worried look on his face.

"Aren't you telling lies all the time?" Zhao Hao asked deliberately.

"That's different. It's like an official telling lies all day long, but who dares to make promises to the emperor? If you don't keep your word, the emperor will chop off your head. It's the same as the promise made by the Buddha. Breaking your word is a serious crime!" Xuelang said with a sad face, "Donor Zhao is so compassionate and merciful. He saves people from suffering. If you help me get through this, I will make a golden statue of an arhat for you, and offer incense and oil to you day and night to protect you from all evil!"

"You might as well make one for yourself first." Zhao Hao smiled and asked him to stand up, "If you pay 20,000 taels of silver, I will take you to play a big game."

"Twenty thousand taels?" Xuelang opened his mouth wide and asked, "Doesn't that mean I have to pay out all my money?"

"It's not worth playing with if it's less." Zhao Hao originally wanted to take advantage of Fatty Tang and squeeze as much money out of him as possible. Now that a big money sponsor has come to him, he is too lazy to play with him anymore. "If you want to play, play big."

"This..." Xuelang was in a dilemma. This money was all raised by him personally, so it didn't matter if he took it all out. But if he lost it all at once, he would have no way to explain to the Buddha.

"Master, didn't you say that you only believe in the young master besides Buddha?" Fatty Tang also got excited and tried his best to encourage him, "Now that the young master has finally spoken, what are you hesitating about? This opportunity is not to be missed, Master!"

"Yes!" Xuelang was a decisive monk, otherwise he would not have made such a great wish. He gritted his teeth and said, "I will listen to you, benefactor!"

"Okay!" Zhao Hao then stood up and asked Tang Youde, "How much can you offer?"

"Seven or eight thousand taels is the limit..." Tang Youde answered honestly. He started from scratch and has only 20,000 taels of silver. He paid 3,000 taels last time, and this time he had to use up all his working capital to get the 7,000 or 8,000 taels together.

"Then you pay 7,000 taels and I pay 3,000 taels." Zhao Hao said decisively: "Add to that Master Xuelang's 20,000 taels, and we'll have 30,000 taels in total."

After saying this, he looked at the two of them and said, "When we make money, Xuelang will take half, and the other half will be divided equally between the two of us. Is that fair?"

"Fair!" Xuelang nodded heavily. He thought it would be divided equally among the three of them. Now that he saw he could get half, he was naturally satisfied.

"Fairness is fair, you are the most fair!"

Not to mention Fatty Tang, he had originally planned to give half of the profits to Zhao Hao, but now not only does he not have to give any profits, he can even make more, so he is naturally extremely satisfied.

"In that case, let's sign the contract." Zhao Hao then instructed Wang Wuyang to prepare pen, ink and ink pad.

Wang Wuyang hurried to get busy. He remained calm from beginning to end, as if money had no attraction to him at all.

"My dear disciple, don't you want to join in?" Zhao Hao asked, thinking of others from his own perspective.

"I don't spend much money." Wang Wuyang blinked and said as if it was a matter of course, "If I really need money, will Master ignore me?"

"Ha..." Zhao Hao finally understood what the other party was planning. But as the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father, Wang Wuyang's thinking seems to be correct.

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After that day, the three of them spent two days collecting 30,000 taels of silver and exchanged it for cash.

To this end, Zhao Hao dispatched 30 strong men from Caijia Lane to guard the cargo ship loaded with silver at the dock day and night.

Tang Youde urged Zhao Hao to go to the countryside with him to collect silk, but Zhao Hao refused to go no matter what.

"Don't worry, sir. You won't be beaten if you don't go to Dangtu this time." Tang Youde thought that Zhao Hao was worried that the leaders of Dangtu would come after him.

After all, the price of silk has doubled compared to March, and those heads of companies who sold at the lowest point are probably ready to eat them both.

"I just feel it's too hot." Zhao Hao ate his smoothie in big gulps and shook his head, "Only a fool would go out in this June."

"Okay..." Tang Youde nodded with a wry smile and said, "Young Master, stay at home and enjoy the cool air. Old Tang will go collect the silk!"

This time, Tang Youde brought about forty or fifty people, hired four large ships, and went to collect silk in each county along both sides of the Yangtze River.

Now that the price of silk has risen, more and more people are buying silk and the supply is becoming increasingly tight. It is no longer like in March when the sellers begged him to buy.

In addition, Zhao Hao told Tang Youde to complete the purchase within ten days, so he gritted his teeth and offered a high price of one tael of silver per catty of silk. It was 10% or 20% higher than the market price. Only then did he rush to collect a total of 30,000 catties of raw silk from six counties within ten days.

When Tang Youde handed the deposit receipt for 30,000 kilograms of raw silk to Zhao Hao, his fat face became much thinner.

"Boss Tang, you've worked hard," Zhao Hao took the deposit slip with a smile and told Wang Wuyang, "Hurry up and serve the smoothie to Boss Tang!"

Wang Wuyang then scooped a bowl of snow-like smoothie from the ice bucket, added milk, sprinkled it with raisins and frost, and then handed it to Tang Youde.

Tang Youde couldn't help but stare wide-eyed. Before he went to the countryside, Master Zhao only ate smoothies, but in just a few days, he had developed so many new tricks.

Take another bite, your mouth will be filled with sweetness and your heart will be cool. You will feel that the summer heat is gone and your whole body is relaxed.

This young master really knows how to enjoy himself...

While sipping his smoothie, he reported to Zhao Hao, "This time when I went to the countryside, I met many people from Nanjing who came to collect silk, and even some from Suzhou, Songjiang and Changzhou. Fortunately, the young master ordered me to make a quick decision, otherwise I would not be able to collect 30,000 kilograms of silk with 30,000 taels of silver."

"It seems that anyone with connections at home already knows that the switch is just around the corner." After saying this, he exhaled a breath of cold air and said with anticipation, "I wonder how high the silk price will rise when the news comes out?"

"Just watch." Zhao Hao stretched lazily and said indifferently, "It's fine if you don't have to pay."

ps. The second chapter has been sent, please recommend, collect and comment~~~