"Brother, what are you doing?"

Hu Hai on the side was stunned. He did not expect that Young Master Gao would come out to compete with him.

"Brother, this naming right is useful to me, so don't fight with me."

Young Master Gao's eyes flickered at this time and he said coldly.

Hu Hai was stunned for a moment, then quickly showed a sarcastic smile and said,

"You also want to dedicate it to your father."

"I thought, brother, you were not interested in family property."

"I didn't expect that everyone is the same."

At this time, Hu Hai showed a hint of violence on his face and said,

"In this case, everyone should do their best!"

"Brother Lang! I'll pay you three thousand taels!"

Zhao Lang saw the conflict between the two clearly.

Although the other party's words were vague, he could roughly guess what was going on.

It is also a vulgar drama about family property, where brothers turn against each other for the sake of family property. It would not be an unusual thing two thousand years later.

But he had no idea of ​​persuasion at all.

The harder the two men fought, the happier he became.

Soon, the price reached five thousand taels, and Zhao Lang was laughing so hard that he narrowed his eyes.

"Brother, five thousand taels should be your limit."

Young Master Gao looked at the blushing Hu Hai and said.

"Brother, you don't have to worry about it now."

Hu Hai said with a bit of cruelty.

At this time, Gongzi Gao said again,

"I'll pay six thousand taels."

Suddenly, a hint of defeat appeared on Hu Hai's face, Gongzi Gao was right.

Five thousand taels of gold is his limit.

As a prince, he is actually not as rich as others think.

"Six thousand taels, is there anything higher than six thousand taels?"

Zhao Lang shouted loudly, and after waiting for a while no one answered, he said with a bit of regret,

"Congratulations, Mr. Gao! The naming right is yours!"

Zhao Lang walked up to Young Master Gao and said with a smile,

"I wonder when Mr. Gao is going to pay."

Young Master Gao looked at Zhao Lang's philistine look and couldn't help but feel a little contemptuous.

After all, he is just a young master from a farm. Even though he has some abilities, his vision is still a bit narrow.

He acted calmly and said,

"Don't worry, Young Master Lang, I will definitely deliver the gold within three days."

Zhao Lang immediately laughed and said,

"That's good, that's good."

Hu Hai on the side said with a bit of sadness,

"Brother Lang, it's so easy for you to earn these six thousand taels of gold."

Others were also slightly jealous.

Zhao Lang still knew the reason why money and silk moved people's hearts.

Brothers can turn against each other, so it would be strange if these second generations don't have any ideas in their minds.

So, Zhao Lang's expression changed and he said,

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just selling on your behalf, and the money belongs to the farmer!"

Of course, there is no need to tell others about such a trivial matter as the head of a farm family.

At this time, Ji Wushuang snorted very cooperatively and said,

"Who dares to have any evil thoughts? It depends on the farmers in the world whether they agree or not!"

Suddenly, everyone put away their little thoughts.

Although the farm family has been weakened a lot recently, it is not something that any family can afford to offend.

With his worries relieved, Zhao Lang directly announced the end of get out of class.

Everyone also took action, some went to Wangcai to buy the production method, and some sent people back to report the news.

Suddenly many fast horses left Zhuangzi.

One of them was particularly anxious and headed in the direction of Qin Shihuang's northern patrol.

Young Master Gao directly used his power as a prince to report urgently!

Then, a hundred thousand fast horses appeared on the straight track again.

Just when Zhao Lang was happily thinking about how to spend the money, Kong Jia came over with a serious face.

He looked at Ji Wushuang and others on the side, and then whispered,

"Lang'er, come with me."

"is teacher."

Zhao Lang gave Ji Wushuang a look, then followed Kong Jia and left.

After the two people left, Ji Wushuang said to Mr. Tian who was studying the Quyuanli,

"Tian Lao, do you really not need to tell Zhao Lang...the leader that Kong Jia is the leader of Confucianism?"

Mr. Tian touched Quyuanli with a face full of relief. Hearing Ji Wushuang's words, he returned calmly,

"There are only a few of us around the leader now. We are single and weak. This is the time when we need support."

"With Confucianism as a big backer, the leader will have a more solid future."

Xu Yue on the side frowned and said,

"But in this case, wouldn't our farmers be inferior to others?"

Mr. Tian sighed, looked at Xu Yue and said,

"How old are you, how come you still have these conflicts of spirit in your heart?"

"The leaders all know that fame is not as valuable to a farmer as gold, but you just don't understand!"

"Farming families have been in decline for more than ten years, and farmers in the world are poor. As long as we can make farmers live a good life, what else does it matter?"

After being scolded, Xu Yue suddenly stopped talking.

"Wushuang, since the leader wants you to be a saint, he wants to unite the peasant family."

"Then you have to cooperate well. I have a list here. They are young disciples of farmers from all over the country who have some talent. You can find an opportunity to give it to the leader."

Mr. Tian took out a piece of cloth with many names written on it and handed it to Ji Wushuang.

Ji Wushuang took it over and took a quick look, and saw the first two names.

"Yangcheng Chen Sheng, Yangxia Wu Guang..."

——

At this time, in Kong Jia's room.

"Lang'er, how do you know someone from a farm family?"

Kong Jia asked.

He had known about Ji Wushuang for a long time, but he didn't know that she was a farmer or a saint he had never heard of.

Zhao Lang hesitated for a moment, still not ready to reveal his identity, so he said,

"Teacher, this is just the farmers who want to use our Zhuangzi to spread new farm tools."

"Disciple, I can also make some money."

Kong Jia knew that peasants traveled all over the world and nodded.

"This new farm tool is a major event that will benefit the people of the world. If you participate in it, you can also gain popularity."

"It's just that when you act, you can't be too greedy for money and have a long-term perspective."
To be continued...