Zhao Ping pointed to the first figure and said in as popular language as possible: "This is the immortal furnace. It has a layer of iron sheet on the outside and yellow mud inside. The yellow mud serves as a heat insulation effect to prevent the heat of the immortal charcoal fire from being lost. There are a few very thick iron wires below to prevent the immortal charcoal from falling. The wind enters from under the immortal furnace. For everyone's concerns about toxic coal soot, it will be discharged through this chimney... If you make a lot of money, it will cost only one cent. Think about it, I don't know how many people in the world can benefit."

This article is so cheap, and it is something that everyone can buy, even every household can buy it.

Wu Jie and his wife burst into tears.

Wu Yun looked at another drawing in Zhao Ping's hand and kept scratching his ears and heads.

Zhao Ping gave him the drawings.

He took it carefully.

After watching for a long time, I didn't understand what this could be made, so I couldn't help but show a begging look.

Zhao Ping walked around the room twice, then pointed to a nearby hill in Xiangjia Mountain and said, "There is endless wealth buried under this mountain, which is charcoal."

It seemed as if the silver was just waiting for him to get it, and Wu Yun couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

He suddenly remembered a question: "Little Langjun, charcoal is easy to use, but charcoal is difficult to take. There is toxic smoke below, which can easily kill people and it is difficult to transport charcoal."

Zhao Ping pointed to the drawing and said, "This is a powerful tool for charcoal mining. After this Nanzhu is opened, it can allow fresh wind to enter and discharge poisonous smoke at the same time."

Wu Yun must understand it thoroughly.

"Little Langjun, but when I encountered dark water and carbonite was underground, how should I take it out?"

Zhao Ping answered one by one.

"The ditch is naturally draining, and the wooden frame supports it to prevent landslides. This is a wheel with gears. By turning the wheel with hands, it can easily pull the carbonite up."

Wu Yun thought about it, then asked another question: "Is this easy to pick? I heard that some charcoal was exhausted soon after it was taken. This cost is quite a bit."

Zhao Ping nodded and continued.

"This is completely fine. I have checked the county annals and it is not only high-quality charcoal, but also has a depth of less than three meters. Of course, I still have the same principle. If you do these things, the tenants in Zhaojiazhuang will give priority to doing them."

With this charcoal-picking tool, it naturally means that Zhaojiazhuang has inexhaustible wealth!

When Wu Jie came to his mother, he also gave a big gift of kneeling three times and bowing nine times, and then said, "Miss Mother, the old slave requested to submit. The Wu family hoped to change their surname and from then on, Zhao from now on. He was willing to be servants for generations and guard the Zhao family forever. If he violated this, heaven and earth would be punished."

After saying that, he lay on the ground with his hands and his face facing the ground.

At this time, the rest of the Wu family also knelt on the ground like Wu Jie.

My mother was on the chair with her chin on her face and smiling at Zhao Ping's performance, watching the Wu family's actions.

She couldn't help but put down her hands and suddenly stood up, holding the chair with one hand.

She pointed at them and couldn't help but say, "This..."

This is a long-term support and a long-term support.

If Wu had hesitant ideas before, then they had made up their minds this time.

He is determined to place all his wealth and life for generations on the Zhao family.

Their family depends on you, and they worship you, believe you and place you in entrusting you.

Of course this is conditional.

Of course you have an obligation to them and must be responsible for it.

This is really because the greater the power, the greater the responsibility. Now I have to be responsible to the Wu family and the tenants.

No wonder my mother was panicked and didn't know what to do.

Zhao Ping stepped forward and shook his mother's right hand with his hand.

After taking a look at Xizi, my mother looked at the Wu family still kneeling on the ground and nodded.

She said word by word: "It is rare that the butler is so righteous. Since that's the case, then my wife now announces that the Wu family of the Zhaojiazhuang butler will be named Zhao. Zhao Jie, your family will be invited now."

Wu Jie, don’t call him Zhao Jie now.

Hearing this, he still knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to his mother three times.

He wiped his tears excitedly and whimpered, "Thank you, my mistress, thank you, my little husband."

Zhao Jie pulled his two breaths and Zhao Yun came to Zhao Ping.

He bent down respectfully and said, "Young man cares about the world, so the old slaves and others will naturally not drag their backs. Whether it is fairy charcoal or fairy furnace, we strive to be cheap and benefit the people of the Song Dynasty. If you violate this, you will be treated as family law."

The two sons naturally sir.

Zhao Tian suddenly thought of a question and asked: "Little Langjun, this is really cheap, but how much money can you make?"

Zhao Ping supported his hands with his hands, took a brief look, looked at Zhao Jie, and then smiled at Zhao Yun and said, "If you are poor, you will be able to protect yourself. Those who are capable of helping the world are pursued by the lower generations of benevolent people. Let's do this, five charcoal, one statutory official, one statutory tenants, five statutory transportation, five statutory expenses, and five statutory expenses in Zhaojiazhuang. Similarly, the immortal furnace priced at 120 statutory expenses is only about thirty cents in Zhaojiazhuang. Considering that the immortal furnace can be used for at least one year, the price should be quite attractive."

Zhao Jie finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his family, and Zhao Tian smiled even more happily.

Zhao Ping was in a good mood and returned to the backyard from the hall. Today was the tenth day of the lunar month. He hung in the sky with half a month, spraying the clear light on the ground.

Zhao Ping suddenly seemed to understand something, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

At present, Zhao Ping has opened the Ren and Du meridians and has been operating the internal force according to normal requirements, but he is only mobilizing his own weak internal force. If he reverses the operation, what will happen?

Thinking of this, his mind was cleared up and he practiced the pure yang internal energy on his bed.

After more than a month of exercise, my mother looked at Zhao Ping carefully and said in a surprise voice: "Ping'er has grown handsome. It seems that her skin has become much better, her hair is not as yellow as before, and she is much more energetic."

At this time, Lan'er said breathlessly: "No, that stupid king is here again. Now he is waiting for Lang Jun outside the gate."

Zhao Ping was shocked. The last time he defeated was almost lucky, and it was completely unexpected.

Could it be that I wanted to call everyone to join me, but last time I clearly defeated the other party alone?

Looking at the eyes of everyone staring at him, the glorious image he had finally earned was shattered, so he had to bite the bullet and come to the door.

Zhao Ping saw the dumb king staring at the door with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Now Wang Gou'er is still wearing leather paper clothes. She is very thin, with blue veins on her body, muscles are developed, and her body is thick.

But his feet wearing ramshackles were frozen red.

As soon as Zhao Ping came out, the daiba suddenly rushed towards Zhao Ping.

Everyone was shocked. This person was indeed a dumb king. He started fighting before he could make a sound.

Zhao Pingqing couldn't help but stomp his waist and expand his defense mode.

Unexpectedly, the Daebawang came to Zhao Ping forward, suddenly lay on the ground with his hands, kneeled down on his feet, and made a "bang" sound on the ground with his forehead.

He said, "Master, Master."

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Ping put down his posture and frowned and asked, "What are you here to do?"

The daiba Wang was still operating in the original state, and he did not raise his head and said, "The little one came to join us and begged the king to accept the little one."

Zhao Ping suddenly felt a stinking of sweat coming. When he looked carefully, he turned out to be the one who came from this dumb king, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The dumb king still knelt on the ground when he heard the footsteps of Zhao Ping gradually moving away.

Zhao Ping slapped his nose, trying to drive away the stench.

This guy hasn't taken a shower for a few months.

I even have the bad habit of stuttering, and I feel displeased.

He said, "I am not your king, go find your king."

At this time, everyone left the Daemon King from afar.

A foul smell.

It's uncomfortable.

Since Zhaojiazhuang got Xianso, everyone has felt that they are very clean.

It seems that there is a particularly fragrant smell after taking a shower, and I look down on outsiders who do not use fairy soap at all.

Zhaojiazhuang has become a cleansing person without realizing it.

Since the school in Lijia Village cannot be visited now, my mother is preparing to give Zhao Ping a private school teacher.

But in a remote village, it is not easy to find a capable master in a hurry.

Zhao Ping later heard legends that Li Zhiqing never gave up his genius disciple.

Li Zhiqing fainted after hearing that Zhaojiazhuang was opened.

When I woke up, I suddenly became a silent fool.

Later, although he was awake, he went on a hunger strike and proposed to resign to Li Zhihao.

His wife cried and cursed at him.

Finally, he simply pulled his hair, but he did not stop him.

Later, his two grandsons hugged his thighs and cried, and even went on a hunger strike.

Finally, all the well-known figures in Lijia Village, including Li Zhihao and Li Zhijie, came to the door to advise.

In the end, he continued his career as a teacher in Lijia Village School with a short sigh.

When my mother heard this news, she was about to have some contact with Li Zhiqing and let him be Zhao Ping's master!

However, Li Zhiqing had already changed his mind and just sighed that Zhao Ping did not have such good luck.
Chapter completed!