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"Bring it in." Amid everyone's surprise, Chen Zairong shouted out the door.
Someone answered outside the door, and then heavy footsteps sounded. Two people came in, carrying a wooden box, and placed it on the ground. Another person went out and carried another one in.
This wooden box is very big, and you can tell from their heavy footsteps that the things here are not light. Chen Wanrong was very curious and asked: "What is this?"
Chen Zairong smiled and said, "Brother, you want it." He opened the lid and saw a piece of linen knotted inside. Chen Wanrong untied the knot and took a look, only to see black and gray scaly graphite inside.
Except for Chen Wanrong, Zheng Qing, Qing'e, Chen Zairong and Xiao Shangrong, who have seen graphite, the others don't recognize it and can't see it clearly. Sima Chengzhen looked confused and asked: "Little friend, what do you ask the prince for for this black stone?"
Chen Wanrong explained: "The Taoist priest didn't know something. This is graphite. I have great use for it. I didn't know where to find it, so I asked the prince for help. Last time, the prince gave me some, and I tried making it. It was very good. .¡±
"Oh, that's it!" Everyone suddenly realized.
Chen Zairong stretched out his right hand to Chen Wanrong: "Brother, bring me the money."
Chen Wanrong was stunned and asked angrily: "How much money do you want? If you want to spend it, just pay it."
"It's not for me, it's money for graphite." Chen Zairong explained: "The prince said, if you want graphite, I can help you find it, but you have to pay all the expenses. These two boxes of graphite, including the search, mining, and transportation, cost a total of I want twenty taels of silver. This accountant is waiting to collect the money."
Chen Wanrong took a look and found that the two people carrying the wooden boxes were different. One was the coachman and the other was the accountant. I really didn't expect that Li Longji would be so careful with his calculations that he would even ask for a mere twenty taels of silver. After a second thought, I suddenly understood the reason. Li Longji was determined to be the Holy Emperor. All affairs must comply with the law and he would not give favors casually. Regarding graphite, he could only help find it, and Chen Wanrong would naturally be responsible for the money.
Chen Wanrong, who came to understand, not only had no complaints about Li Longji's handling, but was filled with emotion. No wonder Li Longji was able to create the "Kaiyuan Prosperous Age" in the early stage. It was indeed not a matter of luck, but had a lot to do with his efforts. He took out twenty taels of silver and handed it to the cashier. The cashier took it and handed a piece of paper to Chen Wanrong. Chen Wanrong took it and took a look. It turned out to be a receipt for payment.
The accountant thanked him and was about to leave. Chen Wanrong stopped him: "Please go back and tell the prince that I am grateful for the prince's help. However, this is not enough for me. I want ten thousand catties. I will pay for all the expenses!"
"Ten thousand catties?" Not only was the accountant surprised, but who among the people present was not surprised?
Chen Zairong was a little unbelievable and asked: "Brother, what do you want to do with so much?"
"The more, the better!" Chen Wanrong didn't care. Graphite has great uses. In addition to making crucibles, it can also be used to make refractory materials. The more graphite, the larger the size of the glass.
The cashier responded and left. Chen Wanrong sent them out, entered the tent, and the coachman drove away.
Back to the living room, Chen Wanrong took a good look at the graphite. It was no worse than the sample sent last time. As long as it is processed properly, the graphite crucible and refractory materials will be there, and then the furnace will be there. Once these two problems are solved, glass can be produced by hand in large quantities. If you want to go further, float glass may be a goal to strive for.
This is really a good thing. It excites Chen Wanrong more than the gold and silver jewelry given by the prince! He asked someone to move it aside and put it away, then sat down and talked again. Not long after, Niu Shangxin came in to report that the banquet was ready, and Chen Wanrong took everyone to eat.
Today, everyone is happy. There is no difference between the boss and the employees. They are all eating and drinking together, telling jokes and interesting stories. The atmosphere is particularly harmonious, until the fun is gone.
Uncle Wu and the others were old, drank a lot of wine, and got a little drunk. After talking for a while, they took their leave and rested.
"Zai Rong, are you not going back to the East Palace today?" Chen Wanrong asked this question knowing that Chen Zai Rong always put official duties first.
Chen Zairong teased: "Brother, are you driving me away? This is your home. If you don't like me, then I'll leave." He said he was leaving, but he didn't even bother to raise his butt while sitting on the chair.
Chen Wanrong was a little drunk and joked: "Yeah, let's go! I won't stop you."
"Hehe, you want to drive me away, that's a good idea!" Chen Zairong didn't accept this trick. After the joke was over, he got down to business: "The prince knows that you have come to Chang'an, so he asked me to talk to you properly without going back to the East Palace today."
Sima Chengzhen stood up and said: "Little friends, you guys are chatting, I have a rest." There is a lot to say between master and disciple, and similarly, there is a lot to talk about between brothers.??Dagger. Then he went to look at the other one. This dark figure had been injured by Chen Zairong and was curled up on the ground motionless.
Chen Zairong knew something was wrong. He turned over and saw that black water was flowing out of his mouth. He had already taken poison and died.
Of the three shadows, two are dead and the last one is left. Sima Chengzhen threw him to the ground, a little stiff, and Chen Zairong knew how to tap Sima Chengzhen's acupuncture points. As long as you don't die, you can ask for the way out. Finally, you feel relieved, walk up to the shadow, and ask: "I admire you for not being afraid of death. If you answer my question, I can give you a good time!"
The shadow didn¡¯t respond. Chen Zairong was a little surprised and patted his face. A trace of black blood flowed from his mouth, and he committed suicide again by taking poison.
When Sima Chengzhen captured him, he not only tapped his acupuncture points, but also removed the poison from his mouth. There was absolutely no reason to commit suicide. But the facts are there and you have to believe them. Sima Chengzhen looked solemn, squatted down, pinched open the man's mouth, examined it carefully, and sighed: "Incredible! Poison is actually hidden in the teeth!"
Chen Wanrong saw clearly that there was a small hole in the man's tooth, where the poison should be hidden. Such cruel methods are shocking. Who are they? (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com