Under the starry sky, Zhao Hao stroked the cold water pump and smiled as he looked at the two people who were so excited that they were speechless.

He knew that he didn't need to waste any more words.

Both Sun Dawu and Guo Da, two industry practitioners, know that abandoned coal mines will not be abandoned just because they seep water.

If water seepage occurs two or three meters above the ground, the mine owner will ask water workers to drain the water using buckets or leather bags.

But as the mines got deeper and deeper, this method of relying solely on carrying things on shoulders and hands became less and less efficient, and more and more water workers were needed. Naturally, it became less and less cost-effective, until it was abandoned.

Although this water pump has a simple structure, it is a revolutionary improvement in mine water pumping - as long as the pipe is laid, people stand in place and press continuously, and the accumulated water can be discharged by itself. Compared with scooping with buckets and carrying on shoulders and hands, the efficiency is several times higher.

Even if, as the young master said, the height difference between the water pump and the water surface cannot exceed 33 meters, it would be nothing more than installing a few more and pumping water in sections...

Even if we can only dig a few feet deeper than before, I don’t know how many times the cost of purchasing the abandoned coal mine can be recovered.

Although this thing is as easy to imitate as the coal lotus root mold...it actually becomes one of its biggest advantages.

When this water press becomes popular, coal bosses will surely flock to Xishan to buy the "abandoned coal mines" that they had previously discarded.

"Oh my god, how much should I ask them for then?" They both felt their mouths dry and their heartbeats tachycardic.

It is much easier to make money from this business than from cutting coal lotus roots.

The two of them endured it again and again, and finally took great pains to hold back and ask the young master if they could invest in it.

As a slave, this is certainly not appropriate.

Fortunately, the two of them were able to hold back.

However, Zhao Hao still saw through their thoughts and said with a smile: "Are you wondering if you can also invest in it?"

"Hehe, we dare not." The two hurriedly laughed and shook their heads, saying, "Young Master has already given us enough, we cannot be ungrateful."

"Hahaha, let's put it this way. Trading is risky, so you need to be cautious when investing."

Zhao Hao laughed out loud without taking it seriously, and opened his arms and said, "My answer is yes. As long as you are willing to pay, anyone can get a share of Xishan Mining!"

"Ah..." The two looked at the high-spirited young master and fell into confusion for the nth time. "Young master, there are only so many shares in one business, how many companies can it be divided into?"

"What if Xishan Mining shares are 10,000 or even 100,000 shares?" Zhao Hao laughed and said, "Are you still worried that there won't be enough to share?"

"Ah, so many shares?" Sun Dawu and Guo Da were stunned, then they slapped their thighs and said, "Young Master is Young Master, this is a good way to raise money!"

"Well, you two are great." Zhao Hao nodded approvingly. Although fundraising was not his main purpose for setting up a joint-stock company, it was extremely rare for the two of them to think of this quickly.

He smiled and said to them, "Go back and save money. Don't be too short of money to subscribe when the time comes, or you'll suffer a huge loss."

"Don't worry, sir. We will definitely buy enough even if we have to sell everything we have." Guo Da laughed and began to think about how to raise the money.

"Sir, such a big business cannot be managed by me alone." Sun Dawu whispered, "Do you have anyone else you can use?"

"Well, I'm very glad that you can remind me of this..." Zhao Hao nodded with satisfaction. He was indeed the fat man he admired. He knew when to advance and when to retreat.

This is also the reason why he chose Sun Dawu to buy the coal mine.

"Yes, no matter how much I trust you, it's better not to give you a chance to make mistakes." He smiled and said, "I will write a letter to Jinling later and find another fat man to partner with you. What do you think?"

"That couldn't be better." Fatty Sun nodded happily.

What he didn't know was that Zhao Hao had already written a letter to Nanjing before he went into seclusion...

The letter arrived in Fatty Tang's hands during the day today.

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When he received the letter, Tang Youde was supervising the construction at the Xiaocangshan construction site.

When Tang Youde learned that the young master wanted him to hand over the work on hand to Fang De and then rush to Beijing, he was so excited that he burst into tears.

In order to vent his excitement, he jumped into the mud and jumped and shouted.

Li Jiutian, who happened to be looking for him, was startled and asked from the shore: "Mr. Tang, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I've never been this good!" Tang Youde slapped the mud with both hands and laughed at Li Jiutian:

"The young master finally remembered Old Tang! If Old Tang doesn't show up again, the readers will forget that there is a well-behaved and sensible fat man in Jinling City..."

"He is really seriously ill." Li Jiutian touched his three-inch short beard and sighed softly.

The official Li had already taken off the square hat with bird feathers on his head and put on a square scarf with double wings; he had taken off his black clothes and put on a round-necked blue shirt; even the red cloth belt around his waist was replaced with a black silk ribbon similar to that of the students.

She even changed her cloth shoes into black and white boots with a powdered base... those were the shoes only officials could wear.

People's name for him changed from Li Guancha to Li Daguanren.

It had only been less than four or five months, but Mr. Li had already grown a three-inch beard and stood there in a serious and respectable manner, completely different from the lackey he once was...

When Tang Youde's excitement had passed and he was pulled ashore by the shopkeeper and his eldest son, Li Jiutian asked, "What instructions do you have for me, young master?"

It was still very cold in Nanjing in February. Tang Youde took the towel shiveringly.

While wiping his body, he deliberately splashed mud onto Li Jiutian.

"Go away, why are you like a dog..." Li Jiutian dodged hurriedly, but the clerk's blue shirt, which he loved as his life, was still splashed with a few mud spots.

Feeling distressed, he quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped it.

"My master asked me to hand over the matter to Manager Fang, and then rush to Beijing." Tang Youde wiped his clothes clean and laughed happily, "I don't want to play with you little extras anymore. I'm going to Beijing to find the real boss!"

"Who do you think is the supporting role?" Li Jiutian muttered, but he also said with envy: "It seems that in the young master's heart, you are still more important."

"Please remove the 'a little bit'." Tang Youde said solemnly: "I, Old Tang, am the most important person in your heart."

"You just brag..." Li Jiutian rolled his eyes and said, "By the way, the road from Xiaocang Mountain to Shichengmen has been approved by Yingtian Prefecture. When you go to Beijing, you can ask the young master what name to give this road?"

According to the regulations, when adding a road in the city, as long as it can accommodate two carriages running side by side, it must be reported to the county government for approval. However, Jinling City was the capital, and after County Magistrate Zhang agreed, he still had to get approval from Yingtian Prefecture.

Of course, if this kind of road that is not repaired in front of the door is reported to the lower authorities, the prefect of Yingtian will not refuse to approve it.

But you have to serve a few waves of officials who come to inspect, and take care of everything.

There was no way. The threshold to enter Yingtian Prefecture was too high. The reputation of a Juren was not useful, and the same went for the governor’s distant relatives...

That’s why you need to obtain a higher degree and hold on to a stronger thigh!

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