"Yeah!" Wang Li responded, and suddenly looked up at Yuanzong and said, "You don't need to call Sili anymore. Since you want to worship me as your teacher, just call me a teacher. Now, I will officially accept you as your disciple and preach your great way. Yuanzong, are you willing to accept this way, persist for life, and spread its glory to Jiuzhou?"

When Yuanzong heard this, his face was slightly surprised and then he was overjoyed. He had long been determined to become a disciple: "Teacher is here, please accept the worship of Yuanzong! Yuanzong must follow this path, but I hope this path will be spread throughout the world."

As he said that, Yuan Zong knelt on both knees and bowed respectfully to Wang Li.

"Okay!" Wang Li shouted OK, turned around and walked behind him, picked up the long wooden box he had taken out of the secret room, then respectfully held it in front of him, and then opened it in front of Yuanzong.

"The land is above the three emperors and five emperors and the ancestors are below. Now King Li comes to this world to practice his life. He takes his disciples to the Yuanzong and teaches the great way of profit. Yuanzong, from now on, you will be the first apostle under my seat."

As he said that, Wang Li suddenly pulled out the things in the wooden box and put them straight on the right shoulder of Yuanzong.

"Teacher, this is it!" Yuan Zong looked at the golden yellow on his right shoulder, and his whole body suddenly trembled sharply. He never saw his original calmness again, and his face was full of shock.

"This is a premature death!" Wang Li replied firmly and looked at Yuanzong solemnly: "From now on, you will be the first apostle of the great way to be a premature and benefit in this world. Yuanzong, are you willing to inherit this premature death?"

"Yao Death, haha, ao Death!" Yuanzong was already full of tears at some point. He was shocked and suddenly kowtowed again: "Huang Yao was above the earth, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors and the ancestors were below. Yuanzong was willing to inherit the Yao Death."

"Get up!" After hearing Yuan Zong's answer, Wang Li put the things back into Jingmei's long wooden box again and put them away happily.

"Teacher Xie." Yuan Zong took a deep breath, calmed down his shock and slowly stood up: "I didn't expect that the teacher is ~ No wonder there is such a great sage, teacher, you just said that you came to this world. Is the teacher from Yaowai, and there are other worlds in this world?"

The carriage and horses were moving slowly, Wang Li stood on the car with his hands behind his back, not caring about the bumps of the car body at all. With his increasingly powerful physical fitness, relying solely on his physical instincts is enough to adapt to this environment with constant changes in the center of gravity.

"Yuan Zong, Apostle!" Thinking of the previous incident, Wang Li showed a smile on his face.

He had already planned this kind of thing, but the time has not matured enough, but now it is different. Although the space of separation is not a relatively complete world, just a small space is enough for him to play.

"Little God Realm!" Wang Li thought of that small space, and countless possibilities flashed in his heart. After a period of planning, it will finally take shape. Xiang Shaolong asked him if he wanted to be an emperor, so he should not be an emperor. How can an emperor satisfy his needs?

He should do the way of gods, and in this world, a religion that is with civilization can not only create a foundation that will never be easy in this world, but also expand other worlds after that.

Why do you need to do anything else when expanding other worlds? After he just needs to break into the world in advance, establish a foundation for advancement, and then open up the channel, and countless warriors and sacrificial priests can cross the border, and then just religious attacks. Under the divine power, the world will be completely replaced by his beauty, and all the general trends will be broken.

"Wang'er, why are you doing there? Why don't you play chess with your father?"

Under the bamboo forest, the cool breeze was blowing. King Zhao sat on the chair in front of the chessboard and greeted the young man next to him. The young man next to him was the young master Zhao Yan, but at this time Zhao Yan was holding a dozen cloth and was placing something from time to time.

"Father, take a break and wait until Yan'er finishes his work, and then come and play chess with his father." Zhao Yan picked up a piece of cloth from time to time, and then kept digging on the table. The sound of "papa" sounds in the silent bamboo forest rhythmically sounded.

"Haha, Wang'er also knows that he is busy. He still thinks you are playing a game. My father will see what you are busy with."

King Zhao was slightly interested in listening to Zhao Yan's answer. At these times, not only did this son, Yuyao, get up in the morning to practice swords, but he also rarely plays at other times. Yuyao seemed to have endless things to do.

King Zhao finally asked him to come over, and he did his own business on his own. When King Zhao saw Zhao Yan holding a toy made of wood, he knew that Jingyi 1ri was doing things. For a moment, he also became interested and wanted to know what he was doing.

Thinking of this, King Zhao walked to Zhao Yan, but at this time Zhao Yan seemed to be doing things with all his attention and did not notice his approach at all. King Zhao looked at Zhao Yan who was doing things seriously, and he was a little immersed.

"Wang'er is really grown up." King Zhao picked up the cloth that Zhao Yan had pressed against the side with a jade seal, took a look at it slightly, and his originally casual eyes suddenly turned solemn.

"Wang'er, what does this franchise mean?" King Zhao read the sentence on the cloth and roughly understood what was going on, but he didn't understand all the things, so he asked Zhao Yan directly.

"Family? Father, this is the case. The so-called franchise was coined by the teacher, which means that we will allow nobles from all over the country to join the ranks of operating furniture and various related items, but only to their local area."

"But if they want to join this rank, they must buy out the operating rights of related items at once, and pay a certain franchise fee or all the benefits obtained by operating after RI are given to us 20%."

"When this news spread, we watched us make money, many nobles who wanted to make money but were forced to do it under the pressure of our Zhao clan and the royal family came here. Many of the doctors in the court were endorsed by nobles from all over the country in the court. This is the contract we signed with them during this period."

Zhao Yan replied casually, without looking back, and continued to call.

"So that's the case, but why should you give the things you manage to them? I heard that your Baishao furniture store makes a lot of money just by selling furniture. Wang'er, you hand over these to nobles from all over the country. Isn't this giving them all the money?"

King Zhao asked in confusion, the benefits of furniture walking light in Handan are extremely huge. If it expands to the whole country, how can the profit be comparable to this franchise at this time?

"Father, if we don't leave it to them, we can't do it. We are not good at craftsmen, and we are not good at merchandise. We are not good at merchandise. We are not good at supplying Handan alone, let alone the whole country of Zhao?"

"So, everything outside Handan can be left to the nobles to manage. We can get a lot of money without doing anything or wait for the money every year. Why not do this?"

As Zhao Yan said, he turned over another roll of cloth and pressed it with a jade seal: "Father, these cloths are the franchise contracts signed by nobles from all over the country. Wang'er is calculating the approximate franchise fees we can receive in the entire Zhao State."

King Zhao listened to Zhao Yan's explanation and nodded. At this time, he heard Zhao Yan say calculations again: "Wang'er, are you calculating? Why didn't you come up with the calculations? What's in your hand?"

Zhao Yan laughed and stopped and called: "Father, this is an abacus. The teacher created a special instrument for calculation. This calculation is much easier to use than a bulky and difficult calculation."

"And it is easy to learn. As long as you remember the formula, you can easily calculate the addition and subtraction changes of more than 100,000 yuan, which is convenient. Now this abacus and corresponding calculation formulas are also being sold in Handan City. Major nobles and countless merchants are rushing to buy them."

"Is the abacus really that powerful?" King Zhao said in confusion.

"Of course, Father, look at these cloths. Almost all joining the franchise choose to buy out the operating rights of something in my place, and the number of buyout costs at least tens of thousands. Father, there are so many numbers, Wang'er is not skilled in using this abacus, and he can calculate it clearly. Father, do you think Wang'er is powerful?"

King Zhao listened to Zhao Yan's words and picked up the franchise contract that Zhao Yan had calculated one after another, but saw that it was indeed as he said, with all the numbers being small.

"Jing makes money like this, Wang'er, have you calculated it? How much money do the nobles from all over the country have to give you in these contracts?"

Zhao Yan looked at the remaining pieces of cloth, then lowered his head and started calling again. After a while, he picked up a blank piece of cloth, wrote a set of numbers on it with pen and ink, and then wrote a line in seal script.

"Not much, only one million yuan, but this is just the beginning." Zhao Yan said, stuffing the written cloth into King Zhao's hands.

"Not much, more than one million yuan, isn't that much? You can support 10,000 or 20,000 yuan for a year." King Zhao said ruthlessly in his heart when he heard Zhao Yan's words, almost vomiting blood.

He originally collected a lot of money for the recent treasure appraisal conference, but compared this number at this time, he felt really cold. He was looking at his son. Now his son can take out more money at one time.

Qiangzi calmed down his tone, and he pretended to be a normal question and asked, "Yan'er, so much money, Yan'er, what have you and the other young masters used to do after so much money?"

"What do you do?" Zhao Yan thought for a while: "The teacher said that we will receive a lot of money in our hands when we sell things. This is not good. Money is to be circulated and it is called money. It cannot be rusted or moldy in the cellar."

"Hasn't my father heard about it? Nowadays, many places in Handan are building construction. Many civilians in Handan can help us live a thousand lives, and then make money back. In the future, they can buy the things we produce and help us live a thousand lives. In this way, the money can continue to be transferred, and we have more and more."

"Father, the teacher also said that we should not forget to give back to society after making money, so we are planning to spend some money to rest and recuperate the roads in Handan City. We are all planning to replace the main roads with stone roads."

King Zhao asked this question, originally thought that you can't use so much money anyway, so why don't you put it here first, and take it at any time if you want to use it. So that such a sum of money is in your hands. Anyway, those young men can't get it at once, so he can use it first, which is a lot of living money.

After asking this, he never expected that his son would say such words to him, and it sounded very reasonable. He spent money, but the value he created was, and then he earned the money back and created it again? Isn’t this like a snowball?

He stared at his son blankly, and for a moment, he suddenly felt a little unfamiliar with his son.
Chapter completed!