"Don't think too complicated. Our main purpose is to successfully open the warehouse. If we attract more people to join in, we will not only share the pressure of funds, but also share huge risks. In addition, the porcelain run by Manager Liu can also be shipped by our warehouse in the future. This is not only to find support, but also to attract customers. Manager Liu's family is a big business and knows many business colleagues. As long as he is willing to help, maybe we will soon get to know many cargo owners and ship owners, and the warehouse will soon enter a profitable state. This is a win-win situation!" Faced with a group of farmers with low knowledge, Zhao Qi had to continue to explain in depth.

"Yes, Brother Qi is right. Manager Liu is a big customer. I heard that there are a lot of contacts in the porcelain business every year, and many businesses on the dock have contacts with him!" Ermazi nodded excitedly.

"How did Brother Qi grow up? Why did all the bad things you think have turned into good things when you say it!" Yang Dahu looked at Zhao Qi in surprise with a bearded face.

"The head that was hit by the mountain god is naturally different. One day Brother Dahu will hit it, maybe he will become smarter!" Ermao said with a smile.

"You are saying that I'm stupider than you!" Yang Dahu rolled up his sleeves, revealing his muscle-burning biceps.

"Hehe, no, Brother Dahu is smart, so smart!" Ermao quickly shook his head like a rattle.

"Since Xiaoqi has already thought about it, we should not worry about eating carrots. In the future, just listen to Xiaoqi's things. We don't have to follow the worrying thoughts. Come and drink and have a meal. Let's go to Mr. Liu to ask you later. Wait for news from Mr. Yang San tomorrow!" Yang Dayuan's face disappeared at this time, and he raised his glass happily.

"No, I'll listen to Brother Qi'er's future. Cheers!"

"Dry!"

The table raised its glasses happily, then chuckled a few glasses of wine, and the table suddenly became lively.

...

Tens of miles northwest of Yanggong Town, Sanjiangkou.

Qingyuan Prefecture Yin County.

This is where the three rivers of Yongjiang River, Yaojiang, and Fenghua River meet. The river port wharf is connected with the harbor wharf of Yanggong Town, and it is also the southeast starting point of the Grand Canal of Beijing and Hangzhou. Therefore, the water transportation is very developed and busy, and cargo ships are constantly traveling. Although it is not as powerful as the Yanggong Town Harbour, it is even more lively. The large and small river wharf pier is next to each other, and the three rivers and six banks are sailing in the mountains, and the dense houses are stretched for dozens of miles. The scale of more than 100,000 households is nearly 700,000. It is the largest city in Liangzhe Road after Lin'an and Suzhou. The carriages, horses, boats and boats are crowded with people, restaurants and inns, and tiles and houses are singing and dancing all day long, forming a magnificent picture of singing and dancing to the peace.

At this time, two scholars in Lingqiao Wharf in Jiangbei were saying goodbye to each other at the dock.

"Brother Yao, take care of yourself all the way here. If you can't do anything, don't be reckless. Come back quickly and return to Guangzhou together!" Chen Ji, who was tall and thin, took Yao Ran's hand and gave a serious advice.

"Brother Chen, don't worry, Yan Martin will cause trouble to the court. Ding Daquan will not be eliminated. The Song Dynasty is uneasy. My trip will inevitably shock the capital and the world. Otherwise, how to serve the country in my life, you must return to Yanggong Town and wait for me. At most, I will return in ten days!" The short and fat Yao Ran's eyes were burning with raging flames, as if they had a huge sense of fighting.

"Now even Duke Chong is discouraged, and Mr. Xijian has no intention of fighting in the court. Although Brother Zhao is young, he is really a very human being. Since studying is useless, we can only do this bad strategy. Whether it succeeds or not, after returning to Guangzhou, he will cut off his thoughts on the title of the gold list, recite poems and paintings, and live in seclusion in the countryside, so as not to be upset!" Chen Ji sighed quietly.

"Things of the world are unpredictable, so why bother to live in seclusion in the countryside? Even if this matter fails, I will join Brother Zhao and make money together. When I studied hard, I didn't just want to get promoted in the future. Since I can't get promoted, I will become a rich man and do not let down my studies. Brother Chen takes care of me and go for my brother!" Yao Ran put the package on his shoulder and stepped onto a black-sailed boat without hesitation.

"Brother Yao, take care of him!" Chen Ji walked to the side of the boat with concern and shouted loudly.

"Haha, Brother Chen, why bother to be reluctant to act as a young daughter? I will definitely succeed in going here. Wait for good news, the boatman, let's start the boat!" Yao Ran stood on the boat and bowed happily.

The boatman untied his cables and rowed the oars. The boat left the dock, and then under the southeast wind in summer, the sails swayed, and instantly moved more than ten feet away.

"Being a hero in life, and being a hero in death is also a hero in ghosts. Yi'an's laywoman is so kind to care about his family and country. How can we be a seven-foot man? Take care of me, Brother Chen, and go back and tell Brother Zhao that I, Fatty Yao, are not just good at talking, hahahaha..."

Amid the laughter, the river boat left and soon disappeared in the endless river water and the endless sails. Only a heroic song could be heard coming.

"Thirty fame, dust and soil, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon, don't wait, the young man's head is white, and he is so sad..."

"The shame of Jingkang has not yet been avenged. When will the hatred of the minister be destroyed..."

Chen Ji stood on the shore and waved his hand, but he gently spoke this heroic and tragic song that made the people of the Song Dynasty sigh and generously.

Yao Ran's fortunes and misfortunes are unpredictable, but he has no hesitation.

It was not until the singing was faint that Chen Ji slowly lowered his arms, clenched his fists and turned around, and strode towards a docking carriage on the dock.

This time, when he was in a down-and-out Beijing exam, they met a magical boy. His speech, thoughts, and thoughts were different from everyone.

It was this unexpected encounter that had been together in just a few days that caused a huge change in their outlook on life and values.

Chatting and drinking tea every day, the strange experiences and conversations, and every sentence makes them feel as if they have opened a different window, allowing them to see another completely different scenery in this bustling and decadent era.

Especially that night, Zhao Qi raised his glass to the heroic and desolate Man Jianghong, which made them even more ashamed. After being ashamed, they naturally felt an impulse that could not be suppressed.

The shame of Jingkang, the broken mountains and rivers, the Han Dynasty, the prosperous Tang Dynasty...

Like a thorn, it penetrated the last trace of the reserve and arrogance of the two scholars.

A hundred years have passed, and the shame that has long been forgotten from the emperor to the people has erupted like a volcano in the setting sun, making the two sons hug their heads and cry.

"Reading cannot save the Song Dynasty, and it cannot save the Song Dynasty..."
Chapter completed!