After using lunch at the Guerrilla General's Mansion in Lin Daogan, Lin Run refused the advice of taking a while off and braved the hot afternoon summer to go around the city.

Zhao Hao was not interested in this. He had already read the "State Report on Xiawei City" written by Paul Tang long ago, so there was no need to take a look at it with his own eyes. For those who use military tools, the internal affairs points are not important.

But Lin Run insisted on pulling him with him, so Mr. Zhao had no choice but to give up his lunch break and pulled the more reluctant fat white man Xu Wei to accompany Lin Zhongcheng.

"Oh, you're boring." Xu Wei wore a straw hat and shook his palm-leaf fan, but his clothes were still so hot that he stuck to his body. "I've lived in this big place for half a month. What else is there to look good? What should I do if I have heatstroke?"

"This is called sharing of blessings and sharing of difficulties." Zhao Hao was also very hot. Fortunately, Secretary Ma held an umbrella for him, and he waved the folding fan himself, which was a little easier. "Look, you see, you have only been fat for a few days, so just think of losing weight."

He saw Lin Run walking into a market with great enthusiasm and asked the merchants who opened a store in Minnan dialect. He asked Xu Wei curiously: "Is this the largest market in the lower right?"

"How do I know?" Xu Wei rolled his eyes and just looked around for the shade.

"Didn't you go around all of them?" Zhao Hao followed him and said speechlessly.

"I just talk casually. It's such a hot day that a fool is out." Xu Wei found a shade of trees, so he hurriedly hid over. His lazy look reminded Zhao Hao of Garfield. "The wind was blowing in the high hall, there were girls playing fans, there were girls pinching their feet, there were girls feeding and drinking, and there were girls giving them what they gave them. You even ran around, do you think you're stupid?"

"Yo, Xiaolinzi treats you as her ancestor." Zhao Hao followed him, and the guards set up two high-backed horse stools in the shade, and they sat down. Mr. Zhao smiled and asked, "Why, I am happy here, I don't want to leave anymore?"

"Hehe, it's a bit, but it's not that." Xu Wei took off his sweat towel and wiped his neck and said, "After all, the joy of Shu is hard to find here."

"I love hearing these words." Zhao Hao smiled and stretched out two fingers to Secretary Ma.

Sister Ma opened the wooden box behind the guard, took out two cream ice popsicles from the ice bucket wrapped in thick quilts, and handed them to the young master.

Zhao Hao gave Lao Xu one, and the two sat on the stool and licked the popsicles beautifully.

"I will enjoy it when it comes to enjoy it. Compared with you, my godson is just a local bun." Feeling the chill in my heart, Xu Wei narrowed his eyes comfortably. He was completely captured by Zhao Hao's little bourgeois enjoyment.

"I always dream about my air-conditioned house!"

As mentioned before, the heating installed by Zhao Hao can be refrigerated by manpower in summer. There is no need to add ice. You just need to use the drainage king to extract the cool well water and transport it into the heating copper tube for continuous circulation. Then, with the hand-pulling of the large fan, you can achieve a good cooling effect.

This kind of equipment has been installed in the Jiangnan Building in Suzhou, so Xu Wei naturally enjoyed it a long time ago...

Sometimes you may not cherish things like air conditioners, but you will definitely lose your lovesickness. It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality!

"Then you should stay here for a while." Zhao Hao gently bit off a popsicle with a strong milky aroma and let it melt on his tongue and said, "It's too urgent. We didn't bring any of the things we enjoy in Kunshan. My father and I are in the city, so if we want to cool down, we basically need to take a shower."

But I was cold by the popsicle and shivered.

"Then I won't go back now, otherwise Old Wu would have been nagging all day long, and your father would be jealous." Xu Wei said, thinking of the four big maids of Mr. Zhao, he couldn't help but be happy and said, "Those four heavenly kings are really not something to be covered. That Mrs. Xiao is a cruel person."

"Madam Xiao?" Zhao Hao was stunned, and then he remembered that it was his godmother's new surname. Why did he choose such a surname? I don't understand...

"But, you guys are afraid you are not that kind." Xu Wei finished eating the popsicle and licked the stick and said, "Let me stay here forever and help you stare at my godson?"

"Well. Don't let Xiao Linzi's soup get dizzy. We have agreed that I will give you my retirement and see you off, and no one is allowed to rob it." Zhao Hao smiled.

"Haha, do you think I can't see it. Do he want to use my reputation to increase his value? Everyone should take what they want and live together." Xu Wei smiled and lowered his voice: "The little white face is very ugly. Let me tell you, this guy must have hidden one thing. Don't steal the chicken and lose the rice, and let him cheat."

"Oh, how do you say it?" Zhao Hao became interested.

"Xiao Tang should have reported to you. This guy's ability to join the group is excellent... Of course, he can't compare with you." Xu Wei took out his hookah and asked Zhao Hao to light it for him. While smoking, he whispered:

"He sent his subordinates back to his hometown to recruit people, regardless of gender, as long as they work hard. He would give him two taels of silver and ten prizes of three taels of gold, and whoever recruits belonged to his subordinates. So if his subordinates want to be promoted and make money, they have to try their best to recruit people."

"Isn't this a pyramid scheme? It's so shameless." Zhao Hao couldn't help criticizing, and suddenly realized that he was even more excessive than others, so he shut up obediently.

"No matter what method is used, at least hundreds of people come to join the group every day, and most of them can be five or six hundred." Xu Wei said leisurely: "He has been doing this for at least a year and a half, right? With his original subordinates, there are always 100,000 people, right?"

"Then there must be." Zhao Hao nodded.

"But look at the Weicheng, do you have 50,000 people in total?" Xu Wei pointed at the surroundings with a hookah and said, "Most of them are still ordinary people who come to do business and do short-term work."

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"The report said that there were only 30,000 to 40,000 people." Zhao Hao nodded and said.

"So, where are people?" Xu Wei spit out a smoke ring at him.

"Yes, where are people?" Zhao Hao's first reaction was that this guy would not learn from the unscrupulous compradors hundreds of years later, so he was selling pigs, right?

But then I thought about it, it should not be. Because among the options of the Folang Ji people at this time, there were cheap and good-quality South Asian natives and inexhaustible African black slaves, how could they risk offending the Ming Dynasty and use the expensive and untamed Ming Dynasty labor force?

"I guess it's probably transported to another place." Xu Wei said with ease: "It seems that he also knows that the eggs are not placed in the same basket."

"No, no." Zhao Hao shook his head and said, "He didn't treat this Xiaowei City as a basket, but just a funnel!"

"That's right." Xu Wei nodded, understanding what Zhao Hao meant.

Because before this, Lin Daoqian was in a state of inability to protect himself and could not regard Xiawei City as a place where he lived for a long time. He was not willing to do so, but he could not.

So what is he trying hard to recruit soldiers and horses? Are he going to compete with the whole province with a city?

Now Weicheng is located in a flat place, backed by the sea, and it would be too great if it is attacked by water and land. Moreover, it was originally a village and there was no room for maneuver. This old enemy like Lindaogan is definitely not that naive.

Apparently his real lair is elsewhere!

"So where will it be?" Zhao Hao asked softly.

"I don't know, but it must be on the sea." Xu Wei looked at Lin Runlin Daogan and his party coming out of the market, then stopped talking and said slowly: "Let's check it slowly. If he really does check it out, it can't be hidden."

"Yes." Zhao Hao nodded, stood up with a smile and went up to meet him, and asked the guards to divide popsicles to cool down Zhongcheng and his party.

"How is it?" Mr. Zhao personally handed Lin Run one.

"It's a good job." Lin Run's pores were burned out. In fact, this kind of thing was even more uncomfortable, but he didn't care and praised Lin Daogandao: "I didn't expect that General Lin's tiger ministers and military generals, but the county magistrate, Zhicai, has the talented county magistrate, who manages the market in an orderly manner. No wonder people from all over the world come to do business."

"The Chief Executive praised it, but in fact, the last general did nothing." Lin Daogan said humbly: "It's just that apart from the taxes, there are no levies and miscellaneous taxes, and no gangsters are allowed to harasse the market, and then they become lively in a mess."

"Isn't what ordinary people want that simple?" Lin Run glanced at the officials behind him and said, "It's just that we often want too much."

Wu Qianshi and others turned red when they heard this, but they were probably hot.

Fortunately, Lin Run stopped when he ordered, finished eating a popsicle and smiled and said, "Let's go, go to the top of the city to look around."

"Yes, it can be cooler there." Lin Daogan tried hard all over and led the way.

Zhao Hao and Xu Wei had no choice but to continue to follow.

But he saw that Wu Chenshi was deliberately slowing down, and obviously had something to say.

"What are your instructions?" Mr. Zhao asked with a smile as he always looked respectful.

"No order. Thank you for your popsicle, you finally didn't have hot food." The Secretary Wu held his belly, smiled silly, and was harmless. He whispered: "Zhuang Zu Taigong, is my best friend."

"Oh?" Zhao Hao thought to himself, should I call you grandpa? But he smiled and said, "Have you not asked the old senior Taifu?"

"The little surname is Wu, his name is Yangxing, and his courtesy name is Mengda. Just call me Uncle Wu." Wu Chenshi laughed and said, "Last year, he ordered his ancestors to go to Guangzhou to cultivate. We fell in love with each other at first sight, and we all fell in love with each other... Oh no, we held a literary meeting in the flower fields. In short, we became friends who forgot their ages."

"That's how it's great to have Uncle Wu accompany his grandfather. We are children and grandchildren, so we are afraid that the old man will be lonely." Zhao Hao had a polite smile on his face, thinking that it seemed that his grandfather had a good time in Guangdong last year. No wonder he never mentioned the old man after meeting Lin Zhongcheng.

"Hey, how could he be lonely? The officials and gentry in Guangzhou have made friends with him, and they all have fun together, and I wonder how happy they are." Wu Qianshi said with nostalgia: "I don't know when he will return to Yangcheng?"

"I don't know either." Zhao Hao smiled and said, "He has been very casual in the past two years and traveled everywhere. Last month I heard that he went to Lushan Mountain."

However, Zhao Hao was not worried at all, because the old man's travel was a kind of Xu Xiake's tour that didn't need to be on the ground throughout the journey, and he wouldn't be tired even if he traveled all over the country!

Ps. In this way, I remember the tiger of the Crime Squad. Uncle Da, the founder of the real soft rice and hard rice, wanted him to continue to eat soft rice and hard rice in the book.
Chapter completed!