Zhao Zhizhou did the same, smacked it twice, nodded approvingly: "Indeed, as the Taoist chief said, the authenticity of tea has been retained." ”

Zhao Xiang hurriedly picked up the sea of tea and continued the tea, which could be regarded as doing his best, but in Zhao Gongsu's opinion, the posture and action of making tea like this were too unprofessional and vulgar. I thought that when I went back, I would let Tao Niang make tea like this, which would be considered elegant - the remnants of Nanyang are still vulgar after all.

After only a few drinks, Chunyang said: "Lord Zhao, the adults outside are still waiting, why don't you go with you to see Tie Niu?" ”

The two got up, and Zhao Xiang hurriedly pulled out a box of tea leaves under the coffee table, that is, an iron box packed with ten bubbles. Of course, there are only three words on the whole red box: "Tieguanyin" in traditional Chinese. The small bubble tea inside is sealed in a small bag of kraft paper, and there are only three characters of Tieguanyin. This kind of packaging is only available in the tea shop, and it is high enough, and it is suitable for ancient use.

Of course, there are many high-end teas and packaging, but Zhao Xiang feels that there is no need to spend such a high price to pretend to be this force in ancient times, and it is enough to be of the middle and upper grade.

The tea box was sent by Chunyang: "My lord, you can take these bubbles of tea back and taste them." Anxi is only 200 miles away, and if tea can be introduced to Zhangzhou, it will also make a livelihood for the people. ”

Zhao Gongsu did not refuse, the box was put into the sleeve pocket, and said: "The elder dare not resign!" ”

The day was also chatted, the tea was drunk, and the ceremony was received, Zhao Gongsu did not stay in the wooden house for long, and his heart was still worried about the legendary iron ox that could farm day and night.

The group had moved to the bottom of the cliff, and the remaining few larger officials were waiting outside the door.

Compared with Mr. Li, who is always carrying out "dangerous tasks" in the wind and rain, these high-ranking officials with heads and faces seem much calmer, at least they are not as loud as Li Zhutou - although everyone's faces are a little pale after going down to the bottom of the cliff, it does not affect their positive image.

In front of a vacant board house, Zhao Gongsu stopped and pointed to the eye-catching red sign on the wall: "Zhishan Primary School? ”

Zhao Xiang stepped forward to explain: "Lord Zhizhou, this is an enlightenment school run by Xiaozhishan, and many people have been tight recently, and the school has not officially opened yet. ”

"Oh? Go inside and have a look. After the shock of the wooden house on the top of the mountain, Zhao Gongsu naturally felt that since it was a school, there must be something different.

He Defang hurriedly opened the door, and he carried these keys with him.

If a modern person sees it, he will definitely think that this classroom is ordinary, after all, it is only built in a prefabricated house, and for the officials present who grew up in a private school, such a classroom is indeed different - not good or bad, but purely different. After all, sitting in an antique private school and studying is also a special memory, which Zhao Xiang cannot replace with modern desks and chairs.

In the classroom, there is nothing to introduce, except for the blackboard chalk slightly praised by Zhao Gongsilk, the rest, everyone has no reaction.

Not all modern things are good in the eyes of the ancients, and Zhao Xiang has a clear understanding of this. I don't expect this primary school to bring any surprises to these state and county leaders - maybe those pinyin textbooks will be better, but I can't imagine what kind of expressions a group of ancient ruling class will have when they see him enlightening their children with unpopular simplified characters.

Hurriedly left the classroom - Zhao Gongsu was more concerned about the iron ox, a sharp farming weapon, and everything else could be put aside for the time being.

Hei Niu and Xu Sande were originally the best demonstrators, but the two of them stayed on the top of the mountain to carry out demolition, so the one who drove the tractor in the farmland became Li Qijin. Li Qijin is only thirteen years old, the same age as Zhang Wen, but even darker and thinner, looking like a monkey, but his skills are also very good, at least he has been unanimously recognized by Hei Niu and Xu Sande.

The diesel engine started, and in the roaring sound, the iron plough platoon easily turned over the soil in the field again. Zhao Gongsu was very excited, his chest rose and fell violently, and he seemed to see the hope of his promotion.

"Good, good! Zhangzhou can have this auspicious Rui is the blessing of the Great Song Dynasty! Virtuous nephew, I will report this thing to the court and ask for credit for you! If this thing can be popularized, why should I worry about the wasteland being uncultivated?! ”

When Zhao Xiang heard the "virtuous nephew", he chuckled in his heart, felt that it was not good, and heard that he was going to report to the court for merit, so he hurriedly responded: "Thank you, my lord, but this iron ox was also brought by me from my hometown in Nanyang, and the production process is extremely complicated, and although it can be cultivated day and night, it must be driven by diesel, and the production of diesel is also extremely complicated......

Zhao Gongsu couldn't hear what Zhao Xiang meant, but the word "auspicious" was too tempting, so he decided to try again: "How many iron bulls are there?" What is the price? ”

"So far there are only 10 crosses. Due to the complexity of the process, and the use of stainless steel, a frame is not less than five taels of gold, and only gold is charged without silver or copper coins. ”

Zhao Gongsu quickly calculated, one tael of gold is now about twelve taels of silver, now one tael of silver is worth about 1,200 yuan, and five taels of gold is about seventy-two copper coins, which is ten times the price of a ploughing ox with seven or eight yuan.

"Why do we have to use gold? I can't use the Song Dynasty copper coin? ”

Zhao Xiang shook his head and said: "I can't make this iron bull alone, I have to go to Nanyang to buy it, but I only recognize gold over there." ”

I thought: what is the use of copper money, I will make a set of forging press to buy some copper plates, how much copper money is not needed, silver is the same, the improvement of modern technology level, silver can no longer be regarded as a precious metal, otherwise I will not take silver to consume here, or gold is the most valuable, even if the purity is not as high as modern.

Zhao Gongsu was no longer entangled, and asked again: "What about diesel?" How much diesel does it take to plow an acre of field like this? And what is the price? ”

Of course, Zhao Xiang doesn't want to popularize tractors at this time, after all, if diesel engines are popularized, he will have to buy a lot of diesel from modern times, whether he makes money or not, the main thing is trouble, he himself is a lazy person, if there are 10,000 tractors running in the fields of the Great Song Dynasty, although it will be a huge source of income, but - Lao Tzu is not short of money, why do I am so tired? It's enough to plough one-third of an acre of your own family, so you don't care so much.

So Zhao Xiang quoted an iron drum of diesel ten taels of gold.

"Why don't you grab it!" The little transparent Chen Chun, who followed all the way, couldn't bear it anymore and yelled in the crowd. This time, no one reprimanded him, because he spoke the hearts of the people.

A group of officials also felt that it was too expensive, and Lin Shiyong, the magistrate of the county, was about a little genius in mathematics, and calculated the cost of using iron oxen to plough the land: "Zhao Xiang, according to your quotation, although the iron ox ploughing is convenient, the cost is huge, but it is not as good as raising ten ploughing oxen to save trouble." ”

Zhao Xiang smiled: "What the adults said is that this is indeed the case. The iron ox itself can only be regarded as a new thing, and so is diesel, which is not yet popular, I take it out and use it, one is fresh, and the other is that I am in a hurry to build a new house, and there is a shortage of manpower, so I have to drink doves to quench my thirst. In fact, the cost of farming with iron oxen is almost the same as harvesting grain, and it has to be ...... in the wind and rain."

Zhao Gongsu asked: "This thing is also used for cultivation in Nanyang?" ”

Zhao Xiang nodded: "Yes, it's just that Nanyang is sparsely populated and there is a shortage of labor, so we can only replace labor with this thing, and there is no way." In addition, thousands of miles of sea transportation, the maritime merchants also want to increase some profits, so I really don't want adults to promote this thing, but after all, it is flashy and too laborious and wasteful. ”