With the proverbs in his ears, Wang Shouren's expression at this time was the same as that of ordinary people in mundane affairs.

The study of the heart is also the foundation of his life. The road is simple, only then can there be the four words of the unity of knowledge and action, and only the four proverbs.

Lin Lan sat like pins and needles, and directly pierced the heart in front of Wang Shouren: "I'm ashamed." ”

Wang Shouren closed his eyes, and Lin Lan was a great talent, but he couldn't reach it: "The son is laughing, the old man is the ultimate numerology, and he only asks for four words." ”

"Childe sent four words and four sentences, avoiding the twists and turns of the second half of his life."

Lin Lan didn't know how to explain, and regretted telling the essence of Xinxue, especially in front of Mr. Yangming: "Mr. is too worried, I am also extending on Mr.'s knowledge, and I am not enough to worry about." ”

Lin Lan was afraid to face Wang Shouren, so he hurriedly got up and said goodbye: "Sir, you are busy first, I still have something to do." ”

Squeak!

Wang Shouren dragged a few points behind the chair, stood up and stopped Lin Yuan: "Xiaoyou, this matter is very important to me, you don't know what those words mean to the old man." ”

"That's the knowledge that the old man has pursued all his life, do you have time today? Rong Lao Yu made tea and discussed it with his friends. ”

Lin Lan took a few steps back, and Wang Shouren looked like a poisonous snake in his eyes: "Hehe, Mr. Wang, you don't have to." The kid just said it casually. ”

Lin Lan didn't dare to stay any longer, and slipped away.

Wang Shouren smiled bitterly at Lin Lan's back: "I hit it by mistake." ”

The foundation of mental learning is indeed the unity of knowledge and action, and Wang Shouren has pursued half a lifetime of learning and practiced this way.

Although I haven't realized the four words, I have already touched the true meaning of the four words.

Wang Shouren could see that Lin Lan did not study the four characters and four sentences at all, and said them completely with his endorsement.

It's nothing more than that he didn't poke and wanted to see how it turned out?

Wang Shouren returned to his seat and wrote down an eight-character sentence to Lin Lan's whole person, born to know, a person given by God.

"God-granted!"

Wang Shouren's body leaned back, and the study of the mind was the knowledge of figuring out people's hearts, and he learned something about Lin Yuan from Chen Yuan.

Poetry, medicine, soy sauce, princes, no matter how you look at it, unrelated things are concentrated in one person, and the result obtained with the assistance of mental science is a person given by God.

"Don't let anyone know about it."

After this idea was born, Wang Shouren's laughter sounded in the room: "No one will believe it when you say it." ”

Lin Lan regretted a little that telling Wang Shouren the true meaning of Xinxue was tantamount to taking away his wife, and he had no face to talk to Mr. Wang again.

After leaving Wang Shouren's house, Lin Lan was going to ask the three of them to rest in the mansion, after all, Lin Qing had not slept all night, and the three of them had not slept well.

Lin Qing disagreed: "Son, Lin Qing is fine, you can go for two more days." ”

At this time, Lin Qing was like a child who got a new toy, wanting to be no different from ordinary people as soon as possible.

Lin Yuan's head got bigger: "If you want me to take you out, promise me one condition, you must sleep well tonight." ”

Lin Qing nodded heavily and bowed: "Lin Qing remembers the words of the son, and he must rest well tonight." ”

The two went to the Cao family in Shibazi Lane and found that the Cao family was quite different from the last time, the flowers and plants in the courtyard were demolished, and a lot of oil paper sheds were built.

Finished linen or woolen cloth was piled up under the oiled paper canopy, and there were two sheds in the front yard and the back yard.

Cao Di held the teapot in his hand, raised his neck and drank two sips, shouting at the people: "Hurry up, hurry up." ”

At present, Caofu has become a hot pot, and the people have become ants on the hot pot.

Lin Lan stood on the side, avoiding stopping the busy subordinates: "Shopkeeper Cao's, a double-spindle loom, so fast?" ”

Cao Di laughed when he saw Lin Lan: "Lin Gongzi, I found that the ordinary loom is not as fast as the double-spindle loom, but it can also weave hemp, and the speed is also faster." ”

"In the past few days, I have found a few craftsmen to work day and night, and I have made four good cloths!"

"Pull it away today, and it will open tomorrow."

Lin Lan just came to see the progress, but he didn't expect it to be so fast: "It's only been a few days, and there are already four sheds of good cloth!" ”

Cao Di had a few strands of white hair on his head: "There are two more sheds today, and the people in the house have not slept for two days, and they are all in a hurry." ”

In terms of business, Lin Lan didn't understand: "According to your meaning, open a shop tomorrow?" ”

Cao Di nodded heavily: "At present, all the shopkeepers in Eighteen Alleys are collecting silk, and the price of silk is rising step by step, and the old man has thrown out all the silk in his hand." ”

"Selling silk and buying hemp?" Lin Lan saw the mystery.

Cao Di's expression was hideous, which was a manifestation of extreme excitement: "When the time comes, the price of silk will fall sharply, and I am afraid that half of the merchants in Shibazi Lane will have to hold the silk in their hands." ”

Lin Lan was particularly calm: "Shopkeeper Cao, how much hemp have you received?" ”

Shopkeeper Cao lifted the lid of the teapot, aimed his mouth at the spout, and poured the tea in the pot into his neck and didn't care: "The son has just left with his front feet, and I have already put the hemp in my pocket." ”

"Even if the people in Eighteen Alleys react, there is nothing to buy."

Lin Lan remembered Mr. Wang's mental theory, and his face was very bad: "Then you and I will be imprisoned, or beheaded." ”

Syllable!

The teapot in Cao Di's hand fell to the ground, and the pieces were rotten everywhere: "It's always been like this in business." ”

Lin Lan sighed, Huaibi was guilty, he just intended to deal with the revenge of the Liu family: "What is the business of Shopkeeper Cao in Eighteen Alleys?" ”

Cao Di stiffened his neck: "At present, it is still medium, and it won't take long to rise to the top, and it is possible to replace the imperial merchants." ”

Lin Mian said his thoughts: "Remind a few imperial merchants that in addition to the New Year's cloth, they should collect less silk. The forces of Eighteen Alleys, you know better than me. ”

Cao Di is a smart person, as soon as Lin Lai said that he immediately understood, and a sadness rose in his heart: "Alas, Lin Gongzi, Lin Gongzi, if you don't come today, the Cao family will be ruined." ”

"The old man is confused!"

Cao Di only saw that the new technology of the double-spindle loom could get a lot of money, but he didn't think about whether he could hold it.

Most of the cloth merchants who can settle in Eighteen Alleys have people on them, and there are more people than him.

"What is Childe going to do?"

Lin Lan took out an object from his arms, which was the construction diagram of the double-spindle loom: "Hand over this thing." ”

"Huh?" Cao Di felt a pain in his flesh, this was the foundation of how big their business would be in the future: "This! ”

Lin Lan smiled: "The double spindle loom is the end?" ”

Cao Di was dumbfounded, the double-spindle loom was already an era ahead of the Wu Dynasty loom, and there was a faster one.

"I'm tired of writing about the cloth merchants who can't afford to offend the shopkeeper Cao, I'll visit them one by one."

Cao Di picked up a pen and paper and wrote the names of several cloth merchants: "If Lin Gongzi hands over this technique, he can only hand it over to the Zhao family." ”

"If you don't offer the two masters, the Zhao and Xu families are incompatible, don't do bad things with good intentions."

Cao Di's voice was lowered a little: "Choose one of the two, or even the rest without notifying." This can not only keep our cloth business, but also make half of the cloth merchants feel pain. ”