Because they were holding their breath after the bet, the father and son made the big pot yesterday evening and delivered it to the door themselves.
In order to convince Lin Xiaoshu of losing, Chen Mo specially took him to Taoyuan, and then burned a furnace of charcoal with his own hands in front of him.
Abandoning the earthen kiln method and adopting retort technology, it is ready to be cooked at dawn.
The carbon section is uniform and the color is shiny.
The heat is moderate and the color is excellent.
Lin Xiaoshu was stunned on the spot and didn't come back to his senses until Chen Mo slapped him on the shoulder.
"How about Xiaoshu, are you convinced?"
"Brother."
Lin Xiaoshu is straightforward and willing to change his mind immediately if he loses the bet.
After picking up two sticks of charcoal and examining them carefully, he started circling the cauldron again, unable to figure out why the guy who was eating had produced charcoal.
It was cooked so well and so wonderfully.
"Read more in the future and you will understand everything." Chen Mo typed.
cut……
Lin Xiaoshu curled his lips in disdain and broke the charcoal with a click.
"It's impossible to study while studying. It's impossible to study in this life. Just tell me what you need me to do."
"After the charcoal is burned, of course it will be sold."
Chen Mo pointed to the oxcart next to it and the wooden board with verses written on it. With the signboard there, he wouldn't worry about not being able to sell it.
"How much does it cost?"
"It's up to you, just don't pay less than five taels." After Chen Mo finished speaking, he turned and left, "Remember to bring a jar of wine and two pounds of meat when you come back, and let your sister-in-law cook at night."
"Where are you going?" Lin Xiaoshu asked.
"Reading." Chen Mo walked away.
hehe……
Lin Xiaoshu sneered and started loading the car.
"You really are a mindless nerd when you give up on the business of making a lot of money and actually study."
"Damn, how on earth did he use the pot to make charcoal? I can't figure it out for the life of me?"
Chen Mo didn't know that Lin Xiaoshu was complaining, and he knew it and didn't care. After all, something had to be done.
"Official, would you like the slave family to accompany you?" Qin Xianglian handed over the torn up float and said, "The slave family will be sold badly by then, and maybe things will be much easier to handle."
"No, I can just go by myself." Chen Mo took the floating ticket and warned, "Don't be idle at home. Go find out the quantity of fruit trees in each store and report it to me when you come back."
"The slave family knows that officials will never fail to care about their neighbors."
Qin Xianglian's eyes brightened, and she was filled with pride from the bottom of her heart.
"Also, remember to go to the shop and inform Uncle Lin that he will come to our house for dinner tonight."
"Officials, move slowly."
"It seems that when I have time in the future, I will have to think about a bicycle."
Walking on the dirt road in the countryside, one foot is deep and the other is shallow, making Chen Mo feel very tired.
"There is also this road. Once we have money, we will have to build it."
If you want to be rich, build roads first.
This sentence has long been engraved in Chen Mo's bones. Good infrastructure is one of the most indispensable prerequisites for economic development.
Doing business is even more so.
Chen Mo has no ambition to do business all over the world, so he must work hard to manage the three-acre land at his doorstep.
And this also means that the path to gaining fame must be discontinued.
The academy is located in Qingyang Town, about ten miles away from Baijiazhuang. After wandering for about half an hour, Chen Mo finally arrived at the door.
The academy is large and relatively impressive.
Children from wealthy families study and live here on weekdays. As for students who want to study but are from poor backgrounds, they will come to attend two days of classes on the first and fifteenth day of every month.
Of course, you have to charge money.
In addition, there are two public rooms in the academy.
One is for the offices of the three elders of the town, and the other is used as a ward for police officers dispatched from the county government.
In recent years, Chen Mo came to attend classes every month, so he was naturally familiar with the matter, so he directly approached Lin Jiaoyu, who was in charge of the academy.
After hearing Chen Mo's explanation of his intention, Lin Han scolded him.
"Tomorrow is the county exam, but you ruined the float. I think you don't want to take the exam for merit."
"It's all the students' fault. I hope the professor can be accommodating and handle the county exam no matter what."
Chen Mo had to take the county examination, otherwise Qin Xianglian would not be able to pass.
"I can't decide on the floating ticket issue alone."
"Let's go and see the three elders together and see if they can make up for it."
The so-called three elders are the three most prestigious people in the township.
Without exception, they were all wealthy country squires with some knowledge, who were responsible for taking care of most affairs within the territory and maintained a close superior-subordinate relationship with the county government.
Literary style flourished in Da Chu, and the emperor of the current Dynasty attached great importance to scientific examinations. Therefore, at the juncture of the county examination, the three elders of the town did not dare to leave their posts without authorization.
After saying hello one by one, Chen Mo laid out the torn floating tickets.
"Three elders have passed away. This thing is really irreparable. Please ask the three elders and the teacher to guarantee the student's integrity."
"absurd!"
The leader, Huang Zheng, had a cold face: "Chen Mo, you have been studying for many years, how can you not know the importance of floating tickets? Why don't you keep them properly?"
"Yes, how can this thing be destroyed?" Li Yan, the youngest, agreed, "The floating tickets are issued by the county government. One person has one vote, and there is no excess."
"Mr. Huang, Mr. Li, now is not the time to blame. It's better to think of a solution." Lin Han came to the rescue and said, "The scientific examination is once every five years and we can't afford it."
"Five years is just five years. If you do something wrong, you will always have to pay the price." Wang Quan, who had been silent, interjected, "And students like Chen Mo don't have to take the exam. It will save them embarrassment."
"What do you mean by Mr. Wang's words?" Chen Mo frowned.
"You still have the nerve to ask?" Wang Quan slammed the table, "In order to sell a cart of charcoal, you ruined the poems and embarrassed all the scholars like us."
Without giving Chen Mo a chance to argue, Wang Quan directly brushed off the matter of selling charcoal, adding fuel to the fire and criticizing it harshly.
To sum it up in one sentence, the scholar's face and character were completely ruined by Chen Mo.
After hearing this, Huang Zheng and Li Yan were also very angry, and they criticized each other with words and writings.
"Chen Mo, you, how could you do that?"
Lin Han couldn't help it. How could a serious scholar use poetry to make a fool of himself?
"Third Elder, please tell me, the student would like to ask, is face more important or life more important?" Chen Mo asked coldly.
"Floating tickets are the most important." Lin Han's voice trembled angrily.
In the end, Huang Zheng came up with a plan.
"Chen Mo, we can guarantee your integrity, but there is one condition. As long as you are still a member of the academy, you can no longer waste poetry and make a despicable living."
"Yes, and a review must be made after the county examination." Li Yan agreed.
"You are shameless, we still want it, all the students in the college want it."
Wang Quan turned his head and snorted disdainfully.
"Three elders think it is shameful to rely on poetry to make a living?"
Chen Mo really didn't expect that selling a piece of charcoal would make such a big fuss.
Behind this, if there is no trick, it will be a ghost.
"Why, do you still think it's glorious?" Wang Quan asked without answering.
"What if I say yes?" Chen Mo rolled up his sleeves and took a step forward.
He has seen clearly that this royal power is nothing, and what happened today is probably caused by this person acting as a monster.
"Chen Mo, what do you want to do? Do you want to do it?" Wang Quan yelled angrily.
"There is no need to take action, I just want to express my position and attitude."
With that said, Chen Mo grabbed the floating ticket on the table and threw it directly into the faces of the three of them.