Zhao Hao woke up and asked, "How was the performance today?"

"My lord, there are nearly two hundred more carts today, carrying a total of 770,000 coal lotus roots, and they were all sold out in a blink of an eye." Guo Da picked up the water bottle from the kang, tested the water temperature first, and then poured a glass for Zhao Hao.

"And I asked my subordinates to follow your instructions yesterday and write down the customers' orders. When I came back and did the statistics, I was shocked to find that more than 30 million pieces had been ordered..." Guo Da said in disbelief, "I heard from my subordinates that when they heard that we could deliver the goods to their homes, they ordered a lot more. It seems that they are worried that we will 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 he did a brief calculation and thought that even if he used up all the coal in the coal plant, it still might not be enough.

Oh yes, most of the coal briquettes sold are definitely exchanged for coal, so if they are sold out and bought in at the same time, the number should be about the same.

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

"Pumping device?" The little black fat man was stunned.

"Well. Let him collect as many buckets, water bags, water carts and the like as possible. The more the better." Zhao Hao learned his lesson this time and decided to prepare for the next step in advance to avoid being left with nothing when the time comes.

"Don't worry, sir. I will also pay attention to it!" Although Guo Da didn't understand Zhao Hao's idea, he knew that the young master was so wise that he would just do as he was told without any compromise.

Looking at the energetic Guo Da, Zhao Hao knew that he didn't have to worry about the coal yard anymore.

This is the benefit of leaning on a big tree. Once the profit model is established, no one dares to take advantage of you. As long as the people below manage well, you can expect to make a lot of money every day.

Wait...how much is a dou of gold?

Being forced to be more and more rigorous by his genius disciples, Master Zhao began to calculate silently in his mind.

One dou is equal to ten liters, and ten liters is equal to ten cubic meters. The density of gold is 19.3, so one dou of gold is 193 kilograms. Considering the gaps between the gold ingots, we can calculate 190 kilograms after removing the decimals - that is, 380 catties. The gold-silver exchange rate in the Ming Dynasty was 1:6, which is equivalent to 2,280 catties of silver. One catty is equal to 16 taels, which is 36,480 taels of silver...

Well, I can’t even earn a fraction of that…

Then let’s set a small goal first and make more money every day.

~~

That night, Zhao Shouzheng came back and talked to Zhao Hao for a long time.

When his father had stopped talking, Zhao Hao was too sleepy to open his eyes. He thought to himself, "It seems that I'm really exhausted recently."

So he threw down his speech and fell into a deep sleep.

When it was daybreak, the disciples came to help the master get up and dress.

When Hua Shuyang was folding the quilt for his master, he found the manuscript papers that were crumpled like rags and asked, "Master, have you finished reciting? I threw them away because they are useless."

"Why do you even need to ask?" Wang Dingjue rolled his eyes at him and said, "It's just a few pages. We can memorize them in one meal, let alone the master."

"Yes." All the disciples nodded, thinking that since the master could even recite the books he had read many years ago word for word, his memory must be the best in the world.

Zhao Hao twitched his lips twice. He was too embarrassed to tell his disciples that he only remembered the books he had read many years ago.

My memory in this life is probably comparable to Zhao Shixi's.

He could only laugh dryly, snatched the torn pages and said, "Master, I thought about it last night and I can't just read it verbatim. I still have to think about it again..."

"Master is right!" Upon hearing this, the five disciples and Zhao Shizhen nodded in unison.

"Our sect is making its debut. How can Master remain in the dust? Draw your sword!"

"Let me hang you out to dry, you big-headed ghosts!" Zhao Hao was furious. He picked up a kang broom and hit the six people's heads one by one like beating a drum set.

"You don't want to take the imperial examination? You don't want to take the imperial examination? You don't want to take the imperial examination? Do you still want to be an official? You...you two are not even juren, and you still have the nerve to join in the fun!"

After sending out the disciples with bags all over their heads, Zhao Hao sat cross-legged in front of the pile of manuscript paper, thinking hard.

In fact, he didn't need his disciples to persuade him, as he himself was resisting the speech both psychologically and physically.

Because that is incompatible with his doctrines and his ideas!

Although I have done a lot of things with my nose pinched before.

But Zhao Hao found that he couldn't convince himself this time. He had to stay in harmony with others during the trip to Lingji Palace tomorrow and not offend anyone...

Because he knew that this was the last time he would give lectures at Lingji Palace.

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

The next year's lectures at Lingji Palace were ruined by Zhang Juzheng finding an excuse.

Then Gao Gong came back...

Gao Gong and Zhang Juzheng hated people who talked nonsense and harmed the country, and acted recklessly, but there were many of these people in the School of Mind. Therefore, the vigorous lecture trend was suppressed by these two iron-fisted prime ministers and fell silent for 15 or 16 years. It was not until Zhang Juzheng's death that it flourished again, and then... the Ming Dynasty was killed by lectures.

Therefore, if we miss this opportunity, it may take more than ten years for science to become known to the world.

In a dozen years, there will be no such platform to make science famous overnight...

Of course, a lot can be done in these ten years, but as Guo Da said - talking without practice is just a fool!

Without a good platform to promote your work, you can only rely on the current teaching by master and apprentice, or at most write books. If you can become a famous school of thought shortly after your death like Wang Yangming, it is an absolute miracle.

Zhao Hao can't wait that long, he is here to buy time for the Ming Dynasty.

But the problem is that science and psychology are incompatible. Especially Xu Ge Lao's Jiangyou School, which is close to Zen Buddhism.

As long as Zhao Hao started to promote science, he would be ruining the party...

That would make Science famous, but it would also completely anger Lord Xu.

And there are also Wang Xueben's followers who are everywhere in the government and the country...

After all, in this world, there is only one person who dares to confront this group of people head-on, and that is Gao Xinzheng.

Didn't you see that even though Zhang Juzheng was so arrogant and cold, he still kept mentioning the "Four Wonders of Wang's School" all day long when his teacher was in office, and only dared to show his ferocious fangs after he got to the top?

So what bad consequences will there be if you anger Lord Xu and Wang Xuemen?

The first one is that the chief examiner of this year's spring examination, Li Chunfang, is a student of Lord Xu and a believer in the School of Mind... and he is not a traitor like Zhang Juzheng, but the kind of person who truly wants to follow his teacher's instructions and continue the teaching at Lingji Palace.

It was just that he lacked the ability and was easily ruined by Zhang Juzheng.

Of course, even if Zhang Juzheng did not interfere, with Li Chunfang's pitiful appeal, not many people would attend the lectures at Lingji Palace next year.

After all, many people came to support Xu Ge Lao, not Xin Xue...

~~

As a result, Zhao Hao didn't leave the room until dark, which made his disciples worried.

Five heads lined up in a row, looking inside through the crack in the door. It was pitch dark inside and they could only vaguely see Zhao Hao lying motionless on the kang.

"Why isn't there any movement, Master?"

"Master, is he asleep?"

"Oh, it must be very nerve-wracking."

"It's all your fault, unworthy disciples. You always cause trouble for the master."

"Shut up! You said that too!"

The five of them whispered a few words, but in the end they did not dare to disturb the teacher's sleep and quietly left.

~~

How could Zhao Hao sleep?

He stared with wide eyes at the spider struggling to weave a web on the beam until the night covered the half-woven web...

He admitted that he felt a little proud after having a mother.

I actually decided to wait for an opportunity to go to Lingji Palace and have a go tomorrow...

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