In fact, Hao Fenglou knew best when he was a human being in his two lives. He was actually not important. The key to the problem lies in the soil.

The documents in the coal mine were lucky. He did not get rid of others, but instead received encouragement. After success, he immediately gained favor. So he quickly received financial support, which allowed him to calm down and improve his ideas, but also made him gain considerable profits.

It is precisely because of this that he and his steam engine can promote it, constantly strive for excellence, constantly improve it, and even promote the development of the entire Lang Son and the whole world. Otherwise, most of them and his "gate" would appear occasionally in unofficial history and then disappear. As for what this person did in the end, why his steam engine was buried in the end, no one knows. It is nothing more than letting people in later generations fantasize and proudly declare that the steam engine first came from China.

There are so many things like this. XX first came from here, and XX first came from there. How many things in the world come from here, such as the Tang Dao. It was an island country that first used oil and natural gas lighting and invented the armillary sphere...

There are countless such things, but after truly staying or striving for excellence and continuous improvement, there are very few that benefit the country and the people. Inventions and creations are indeed important, and losing this soil is meaningless.

Lang Son has this soil. At the beginning, a large number of workshops appeared, a large number of minerals demanded a lot, and the material entered an unprecedented prosperity. However, when more and more workshops were built, competition inevitably began. Take textiles as an example, the same craftsman. If you use a better loom, the quality of the cloth you weave is better and the labor hours you spend is lower, then you can immediately stand out and suppress your competitors. If your competitors want to turn things around, they can only purchase the same advanced loom.

New technology means less manpower and produce more and better quality goods. Therefore, the market has huge requirements for new looms. No one wants to let his opponents seize the opportunity. Naturally, a group of smart people came into being. They understand the principles of looms. At the same time, they have many wonderful ideas. Some of them are employed in loom workshops and specialize in research, while others have unintentionally improved a certain process, but they are not enough and have received generous rewards.

It is almost Lang Son's consensus that anyone who can improve the process and whoever develops more reliable production tools can get considerable profits. These "inventors" not only gained money, but also became objects of envy under their intentional promotion.

Even Chen Xue published an article about skilled craftsmen, which fully explained the importance of skilled craftsmen. In the eyes of old schools, such articles are really rebellious, but the reason why Chen Xue can develop is just because it is suitable for the current productivity of Lang San and even Jiaozhi. In the eyes of Lang San, it is natural for those who have been to Lang San. This is a matter of vision. Some people stand in the valley and see things like this, so they think that the world is like this, and they think that they have mastered the truth, and some people stand on the hillside and see a different scenery.

Seeing that Hao Fenglou was interested in this strange and lewd skill, Hao Zheng couldn't help but talk more. When he couldn't help but glance at Yang Shiqi, who was silent, suddenly he thought that he couldn't help but feel a little excited when he saw his son. He actually forgot that there was such a distinguished guest, and everything he said was "vulgar". This scholar Yang was afraid that he would not be happy after hearing this.

So Hao Zheng couldn't help but smiled at Yang Shiqi apologetically and said, "Sir Yang, forgive me, forgive me, what's wrong with this family..."

He deliberately compared these to the length of the family, which meant that he deliberately wanted to hide it.

Yang Shiqi smiled faintly: "It's okay, it sounds interesting. This time, I came here with the order to appease the student Chen, and the second was to inspect the inspection of the institute. Another was my little thought, which was to come here to take a walk and take a look. Lang San has been mentioned many times in the temple, and it has been a mixed reputation. I have also admired it for a long time."

Hao Zheng laughed and stood up and said, "You are tired from the journey. Let's take a break first and then welcome Mr. Yang later."

Yang Shiqi felt strange. This place was just a post station and was not far from Duke Luguo Mansion. This was a welcome to Duke Luguo Mansion, so why did it be arranged here?

But not long after, he understood the reason. The crowds of people outside the station were soon sent in, and countless famous posts were sent in like snowflakes. Yang Shiqi couldn't help but be surprised. The Hao family was here, and the people's hearts were so far. Everyone felt that the four words "what everyone wanted" were a little light. Fortunately, everyone was just at the station. If they set out seriously, they met so many people halfway, but they didn't know how to deal with it.

At night, Hao Zheng prepared a banquet. Yang Shiqi was a little drunk, but his mind was still clear. He went back to his room overnight, but he couldn't sleep on the bed and couldn't sleep. Because the weather here was hot, he felt a little uncomfortable. On the other hand, what he saw today was just on the border of Lang Son. What he saw was just the tip of the iceberg. But the things here shocked him. There were millions of silver patterns, and the traffic flowed along the way, the noise and liveliness, and the hurry of pedestrians. These things taught him a feeling that this place was different from all places. He was from Jiangxi, Jiangxi was a hometown of fish and rice. He was used to hearing about chickens and dogs. He had been to Jinling, experienced the excitement of Qinhuai, and also saw Zhuang Su in the Forbidden City.

But... there is a different taste here, busy, noisy, but orderly.

The moment he stepped into Langshan in Guangxi, Yang Shiqi had an illusion that the same land and the same person stepped out of two worlds.

He couldn't sleep, so he got up with his clothes. He lived on the third floor of the inn, and then the dim star and moon stood on the windowsill, holding the railings, and saw the lights of thousands of houses. In the mist of night, countless lights were spreading, spreading, spreading to the horizon...

call……

"Is this trip worth it?"

He murmured to himself, laughing, "Who is he? He has traveled thousands of miles and read thousands of books. He has seen all the prosperity and destruction of the world. This idea is really ridiculous."

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The next morning, the Hao family sent a lot of additional guards and came to the police to maintain the situation, so they were able to successfully go to Duke Luguo's Mansion.

Along the way, Yang Shiqi sat in the carriage. The streets here were very wide. Obviously, the passage of other cars and horses was restricted here. Both were covered with short black shirts and bamboo whistles on their chests. Many people surrounded the roadside and looked on tiptoe.

When Hao Fenglou's carriage arrived, the crowd burst into exclamations.

Yang Shiqi didn't pay attention to these things. He paid a lot of attention. The journey from Wuma Bridge to the depths of Langshan was dozens of miles. It was full of bustling places. The streets were new and the houses were new. Even people were wearing new clothes with tailoring. There was no such thing as dusk atmosphere that could be seen here. There was vitality everywhere. Everyone looked very energetic and did not look pale and thin.

Yang Shiqi felt wonderful in his heart. There were many people who wanted to see along the way, as if there were many riddles that had not been solved, so he was thinking about his thoughts.

When I arrived at Duke Luguo’s Mansion, I saw the castle-like buildings, which were also spectacular.

In the next few days, Yang Shiqi became restless. In fact, Yang Shiqi was not old and was considered a young and strong school in the temple. Except for meeting some famous scholars from Chen Xue at the Hao family, the rest of the time he took a few plainclothes guards out for a walk around.

But Hao Fenglou didn't have time to accompany him because he had a more important guest to wait.

Hao Fenglou just took a break and went to an iron tool workshop.

Then, he saw a very shy young man. His hair was a little curly, as if he hadn't washed soap beans for a long time, and his long hair was casually tied up, so he looked very sloppy, his face was a little sallow, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot. When Hao Fenglou saw him, he was taking a few craftsmen in the workshop to tinker with his new things. The shed here was very big, but this shed was very small, and a special guardhouse was set up to guard here.

But in Lang Son, who dares to stop Hao Fenglou? So Hao Fenglou walked in and the guard guard didn't dare to say anything. Then, the uneasy young man began to look at Hao Fenglou.

"My name is Hao Fenglou." Maybe Hao Fenglou has been working as a Jinyiwei for a long time, and even his smile seems a little stiff. He tried his best to release his kindness, but this kindness inevitably scared others a little.

The young man was stunned at first, and then he understood. He hurriedly saluted and said, "Student Cheng Zijin."

Hao Fenglou smiled and said, "I have heard of you. This... is your steam engine?"

Hao Fenglou stood in front of a huge iron tool. In Hao Fenglou's opinion, this iron tool was not exquisite, but in this era, it was enough to be described as ingenious work.

Cheng Zijin was uneasy and rubbed his hands and said, "Yes, yes, this... is the student's clumsy work, thanks to many of his bosses, so..."

Hao Fenglou smiled: "This is a good thing. Do you have a place to sit here?"
Chapter completed!