"Choose a good and auspicious day, you can do it at any time." Fang Jue said.
With that said, he handed Yan Lanfeng a note.
"What's this?"
"With the required materials and the equipment and equipment that need to be built by the Ministry of Engineering, the Ministry of Engineering can start working."
Yan Lanfeng glanced at it and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's all possible now, it's not difficult."
If you can't make it, why should I give you this thing?
There is actually not much difference between the glass production process, ancient methods and later methods.
The most important thing is a large furnace, enough to melt the raw materials.
After the glass liquid is produced, each one shows its magical powers, the quality begins to be obviously different from this time, and the technology is mostly highlighted at this stage.
In fact, glass made by ancient methods appeared very early on the earth.
Ordinarily, with the current level of the seven countries, it should have appeared, but they are unable to produce clean and transparent glass.
There are too many impurities, so it can only be made into glass, with different colors and low light transmittance.
If Fang Jue dared to take out the glass, he had naturally done some research. What he wanted to make was a very effective product.
Otherwise, how can you come out of nowhere and occupy the market immediately?
"We're here..." Noriichi listened to the two people in the car chatting about business matters, and finally couldn't help it anymore.
The carriage stopped for a while, but Yan Lanfeng didn't seem to notice and still pulled Fang Jue to chat.
Dianyi felt that he had already given a lot of face.
It's almost time to have dinner. Why don't you leave? Do you want to have dinner at Fangjiazhuang?
How can a minister of the Ministry of Revenue be so stingy?
"Are you here?"
Yan Lanfeng stretched out his head and saw his sedan, parked on the edge.
Those who stayed in Fangjiazhuang had their feet sore from waiting.
"grown ups……"
Yan Lanfeng had no choice but to get out of the car and said to Fang Jue, who was getting off the car: "Young Master, let's talk some other time. I will go back and discuss the new factory building with the Ministry of Industry..."
"hey-hey……"
Looking at the philistine look of that guy, Noriichi felt a little disgusted.
Fortunately, he knew the etiquette and didn't complain to his face. As soon as Yan Lanfeng's carriage left, Dianyi couldn't help but said: "Young Master, is this Lord Shangshu? He has the appearance of a profiteer..."
Fang Juexiao: "This is a qualified Minister of Household Affairs."
There are six departments and three legal departments in the imperial court. No one should be like this, except the household department.
People who manage money cannot keep money and cannot make money if they are not obsessed with money.
Among the government and the public, Yan Lanfeng was unpopular, and officials were ashamed to associate with him and denounced him as an "imperial businessman."
But in Fang Jue's eyes, such people are good officials.
"Yan Lanfeng likes money, but is he greedy?" Fang Jue asked back.
"I've never heard of that. Shangshu Yan has never done anything bad." Dian Yi also admitted.
Fang Juedao: "You have to understand that as long as the result is good and does not harm nature or etiquette, the means and process are not important."
"Many people don't understand this truth, and they cling to etiquette and live in mediocrity throughout their lives."
There is a very heartbreaking and realistic truth that many people do not understand or are unwilling to understand.
That is: this world is never suitable for pure good people to survive.
If Yan Lanfeng hated evil as much as he hated his enemies, and could not hold the sand in his eyes, he would not be the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, but an official of the Three Laws Division.
"Young Master, you are quite optimistic about the Minister of Yan?" Dianyi was a little surprised.
Fang Jue frowned and said, "I told you last time that I asked the old Pavilion Master to send people to Beijing to protect these ministers I value. How did things go?"
Hearing this, Dianyi patted his chest confidently: "Don't worry, young master, we have already made arrangements. Brothers have already used various methods to get close to these adults."
"That's fine..."
Fang Jue said: "My business is getting bigger and bigger. These people will all be important figures. If one of them dies, it will disrupt the layout and hinder Xia Guo's footsteps."
With successive layouts, Xia Kingdom is about to take off.
But Fang Jue was also worried that the other six countries would not allow Xia to make a leap easily.
There will definitely be a sniper attack.
Most of the time, physical means are most effective.
For example, if Yan Lanfeng dies, there will be problems in Fang Jue's contact with the Ministry of Revenue. Will the next Minister of the Ministry of Revenue have Yan Lanfeng's courage?
Due to household restrictions, many projects and plans have to be delayed or even shelved.
In those eras of political reform, this was often the case. If a main supporter died or was no longer in office, no matter how good the government decree was, it would be scrapped.
Because wherever there are people, there is struggle. People cannot only focus on the overall situation. Most people only care about their own gains and losses.
Even if you are an official, you cannot escape your true nature.
"Don't worry, young master, the old Pavilion Master knows your lofty ideals, and has put in a lot of effort this time... Several good players from Emperor Zun Pavilion have come down the mountain."
"That's good... By the way, we need to find my biological parents quickly. I have lost my memory, so I have to rely on Emperor Zun Pavilion." Fang Jue sighed.
I have been here for more than three years and I have taken over someone else's body. It is unjustifiable if I don't give any compensation to my family.
Not to mention treating his parents as your own parents, you should at least give them some sincerity.
"Master, the old pavilion master has been looking for your parents for a long time, but there has been no news... I don't think it will be easy."
Dianyi sighed: "You went up to Taihuang Mountain from the Xia Kingdom's border area. Maybe your family was exiled there..."
In this era, all the people living in the border areas, apart from the aborigines, are soldiers.
And then there is the hard labor of being exiled from the past.
Fang Jue remembered at the time that he was not well dressed when he fled and had a dishonorable appearance, so he was probably an exiled prisoner.
The life of the exiled prisoners was difficult. Even if they had family members, they would probably starve to death from exhaustion.
But it is also possible that they are refugees affected by war and famine.
The latter is even worse. It is impossible to find the place of origin when the road guide is lost.
"Let's look for it. If it doesn't work, then let's try to fool around with an origin. Just say that I am an aborigine of Taihuang Mountain." Fang Jue shrugged helplessly.
While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the main house.
"Master, Mr. Dian, I'm just waiting for you to have dinner." Fang Fu was waiting at the door respectfully and said with a smile.
When they heard about eating, both of them were in a good mood.
"What delicious food did Aunt Shi make?" Dianyi asked with a smile.
Fang Fu counted on his fingers: "There are pot stickers, small hot pot, barbecue..."
"That's almost it. It's so easy to eat and cook, just in time for the Chinese New Year." Fang Jue said with a smile.
It's not that he couldn't bear it, it just felt inappropriate.
The emperor only had eighteen dishes for a meal. Now that he is an official, he should not exceed this number.
"Master, when you leave, there are guests at home, why don't you entertain them properly?" Fang Fu said with a smile.
"guest?"
Fang Jue and Dianyi looked at each other.
"Did you invite me?" they asked each other at the same time.
"Who is coming?" Fang Jue looked at Fang Fu.
Fang Fu was mysterious and silent, and said with a smile: "Young master, you will know when you go back and take a look."
After saying that, Fang Fu turned around and left.
After leaving Fangjue to think about it a little, he suddenly felt something bad.
"Find it so quickly?" Fang Jue thought in shock.
No, if it was Fang Jue's family, Fang Fu wouldn't say it was a guest.
"Let's go and have a look."
…
Inside the main house, the heat of hot pot wafts out.
If you are eating hot pot in the house today, you are a true warrior.
Not afraid of dying from the heat?
Fang Jue only eats hot pot at night.
There is ice, but I don't want to be too extravagant.
"Master...I know who it is." Before entering the door, Dianyi scratched his head anxiously.
He originally walked in front of Fang Jue just in case, but he hid behind Fang Jue.
Fang Jue turned around and glanced at him: "This is the first time I see you being so cowardly."
"You can see for yourself and you will know." Noriichi said angrily. He could feel the anger of the man in the room. There was only one person in the world who was so strong.
Dianyi's behavior naturally made Fang Jue confused.
He was so frightened, could he be his biological father?
With doubts, Fang Jue opened the door.
Seeing that white-haired childlike face, his pupils suddenly dilated.
Pointing at the man who was holding chopsticks and cooking vegetables in the hot pot, he said:
"Immortal!?"
"You bastard!" The old naughty boy looked at the door with a smile. The moment he saw Fang Jue, he showed a kind smile.
"Where's that boy Noriichi?"
Dianyi cautiously probed his head and waved: "Hey, I'm here, old master..."
The person who came was none other than the current Pavilion Master of the Emperor Zun Pavilion!
Apart from his white hair, there is really no way to tell that this is an old man who is over a hundred years old.
Fang Jue walked over and sat opposite the old pavilion master. He was a little surprised to see him.
"Old man, what are you doing here? Is there some big devil in the capital that needs your own action?" Fang Jue asked knowingly and poured him wine.
"Why, I can't come if I have nothing to do?"
The old pavilion master said disdainfully: "Is this Jinling considered a dragon's pond and a tiger's den?"
"It doesn't count," Fang Jue smiled and joked, "But it doesn't matter if you come."
"Good boy, haha..." The old pavilion master nodded Fang Jue, very satisfied with this evaluation.
A while of greetings and greetings, a while of pushing cups and changing cups.
Noriichi was waiting on the side, but he did not dare to drink with the old pavilion master. The psychological shadow of being beaten since childhood is still there.
The two of them are the kind of examples where a strict teacher makes a good disciple.
"Old man, are you here for my marriage?" Fang Jue asked after drinking for three times.
The old pavilion master said confidently and happily: "In the whole world, except me, who is qualified to be your elder and propose marriage for you?"
