Back home, Fang Xing called Xu Qing again.

"It's impossible to go by sea."

Fang Xing's expression completely failed to see the previous disappointment, but said faintly: "the canal is about to open, or take the land road first, and then the canal."

Xu Qing naturally knew that shipping was unreliable, so he was not disappointed. He just asked about the taxes to be paid during transportation.

"When it's time to pay, it's all added to the cost."

However, the cost of taking the canal is lower than that of taking the land, so Xu Qing is also satisfied.

As for being blackmailed for arbitrary charges, Fang woke up and gave Xu Qing a reassurance.

"If someone stretches out his hand during the transportation, don't be polite. Just write down his name and someone will pick him up later."

Of the three shareholders of this business, Xu Qing naturally has little influence, but Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji together estimate that no one dares to touch the tiger beard.

"Go back and start preparing. Stock up and transport a batch."

Fang Xing is not worried about sales. When he left Taizhou last time, he left Xu Qing a lot of spices. The taste can directly compare the restaurant.

Xu Fangda stayed and studied with Fang Xing and Ma Su every day.

A large number of cans brought by Xu Qing were put on the first fresh sale by Fang Xing.

Fang Xi has been very upset recently. Every day those customers come and order canned fish or canned meat.

"Is the price expensive?"

A big bellied man seemed to be joking. He patted his belly and said, "what's that money? We just need to eat well. Hurry up and prepare some cans for us when we leave and take them away."

This is Lu Jiachen. His father's official position is not big, but his uncle is a child of the Xu family. He is the second generation.

Fang Xi shook his head and said, "forgive me, Mr. Lu. The first fresh stock is not much. If it is exported, it will be out of stock for a long time."

"Are you teasing me?"

Lu Jiachen was ready to get angry, but he thought that Fang's "achievements" some time ago would eventually turn into a threat.

"You don't know anything. Xing and Bo are in the same vein. We are our own people. If we don't take care of our own people for good things, do you want to take advantage of those outsiders? Be careful that Xing and Bo withdraw your shopkeeper."

Fang Xi is in a mess here. It's no better to wake up.

Xie Jin finally came out after being closed for a period of time.

"Bachelor Xie."

In the face of such genius, Fang Xing always feels a little ashamed.

"The old man and the common people shall not be called a bachelor after that."

Xie Jin squinted at the long lost sky, and his decadent breath gradually dissipated. Even Ling Dang felt it. With a whimper, he ran to find Xiaobai.

"Then... The great gentry?"

Xie Jin shook his head, "I heard you call Lao Liang that day, and then I'll call Lao Xie."

"Mr Xie."

Fang Xing didn't dare to call him Laojie. Whether in terms of age or IQ, Fang Xing felt that the little old man in front of him could leave a deep mark on the history of Daming.

Xie Jin moved his legs and said comfortably, "I heard your academy is building? Take me to have a look."

Fang woke up overjoyed and hurried to help him out.

The fields in early spring are full of vitality. Xie Jin greedily looks at these neglected scenes in the past and asks about farming from time to time.

"It's not easy to plant in the north, but it can be double cooked in the south. How difficult it is in the south!"

Before entering the imperial edict prison, Xie Jin predicted many major events, and the results came true one by one.

Farming in the north is not easy, but it has become a military and political center. After that, it is bound to make up from the south.

Fang woke up and said, "the opening of water transport is imminent. Since then, I have another burden in Daming. It's getting bigger and bigger."

Driven by the interests of any organization, with the extension of time, many leeches will inevitably be adsorbed on it, and the people will be unlucky in the end.

Xie Jin woke up with a surprised look at Fang and hummed, "you know the opportunity. It's much better than those people."

The so-called several refer to the bachelors who assist in politics, and they can't hide their contempt for Hu Guang.

Fang Xingren smiled; "Mr. Xie, let's go and see the Academy."

Hu Guang hasn't come to see Xie Jin yet, which makes Fang Xing understand his political position.

It's human to see Xie Jin. It's understandable.

However, Xie Jin is politically correct and impeccable. Especially for the chief and auxiliary figures such as Hu Guang, political correctness is the most important. Therefore, we will not hesitate to compromise in some aspects.

The village next door has become a construction site. After seeing that a large number of gold and silver have been recorded in the account, Zhang Shuhui finally released some, making Fang Xing's budget a lot easier.

On the original flat ground, rows of brick houses have been added at this time, and in the idle place, the flowers and plants have finally been cancelled by Fang Xing.

It's not because I don't want money

"Why not plant some flowers?"

Seeing these future school buildings, Xie Jin has memories and nostalgia in his eyes.

Fang Xing helped him over and introduced his ideas while watching the men who repaired the roof building tiles.

"Mr. Xie, I think it's better to turn it into a farm than to turn it into a garden."

Xie Jin's spirit was better. He said curiously, "do you want the students to farm? Work their muscles and bones?"

Fang Xing stopped testing Xie Jin's IQ and said frankly, "not exactly. At that time, there will be farmers over there to guide them."

When it comes to the educational model, Xie Jin seems to be somewhat inclined to the tradition, that is, the way of hanging a beam at the head and stabbing a stock with a cone.

"Fang Xing, study is important!"

Fang Xing shook his head. "Mr. Xie, with all due respect, I study all day. The students taught in that way are not flexible, and have no strength to bind chickens. They don't work hard and don't divide grain. What can they do? Can they learn all day?"

After that, Fang woke up and glanced at Jin, but Xie Jin was not angry with this temptation, but said with a smile: "don't think I'm a corrupt scholar. I've played all the old men who could play in those years."

But you are a genius!

Fang Xing said with a smile, "it's not just farming. I'm going to let them learn grid things and make some things themselves."

"Grid thing?"

Xie Jin was interested: "do you have a textbook? Give me one later."

Fang Xing refrained from complacency and said, "it's not just grid objects, but mathematics and chemistry, as well as geography."

"Are you going to..."

Xie Jin looked at Fang Xing meaningfully. Just when Fang Xing thought he would say something like "playing with things and losing ambition" and "miscellaneous studies", he said with relief: "I have been envied since I was a child. I am proud of my talents and arrogant. I have long known the defects of Confucianism, but I have no intention of innovation and am busy with resourcefulness all day..."

Did the old man realize it?

Xie Jin and others can't easily criticize themselves, so Fang woke up and said, "Mr. Xie, the courses of the college are these, and Confucianism. I don't know if you can give in."

The head of the mountain is the only one who is willing to give in, and Zhu Zhanji will be the treasure of the mountain and appear as a mascot.

At this time, Fang Xing must also be politically correct and give up Zhu Zhanji or Zhu Di.