The old lady was just a joke. She had heard about Mr. Qi's deeds and was very impressed in her heart, but if she brought the other party to her grandson's teacher, she would never have thought of it.

The grandparents and grandson chatted about other things, but they didn't feel bored. Zhao Qi sat next to her and was distracted. She has been like this since she left Xiafei Mountain. Confusion flashed from time to time in her eyes, and she always felt something was wrong there. It seemed that something important had been forgotten. As for what it was, she could never remember it.

"What are Qier thinking? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

The old lady looked concerned. Zhao Qi's strangeness had already appeared for a long time. She thought it was caused by her heart's fright. After all, the Xia Feishan collapsed in front of her, like a nightmare in hell. Most men in this world were shocked to look as if they were met, let alone a daughter's house.

Shaking his head, Zhao Qi did not explain. Some things cannot be said when the immortals and mortals are not allowed to be said, and others will not understand some things. Xia Chong cannot speak to Bing. Knowing it will only cause trouble.

The old lady didn't know what to say about this granddaughter-in-law. She was cold-hearted and seemed to be indifferent to everything. She always liked to immerse herself in her own world. If she was to marry into the boudoir, she would be understood and would be praised by others who were good at it. But now she has married into the Zhang family as a wife. If she still did this in the future, the majesty of the mistress would be difficult to erect.

The fire in July is flowing, and today's sunshine is not bright, and there is a gentle breeze blowing gently. Unfortunately, it is hot wind, which is more uncomfortable than the sun. The air is so stuffy, and hiding under the shade of willows does not have much effect. Sweat cannot be seen, and the brocade shirt on your body becomes soaked for a while, making people want to find a basin of cold water to pour it on your body and feel comfortable.

Such weather makes Zhang Yao unable to help but miss his life in his previous life. If you don’t say anything, the air conditioner and refrigerator are really good. Hiding in a cool house in the hot summer is definitely a supreme enjoyment. Unfortunately, he can only think about it. He knows how the air conditioner is made. The problem is that there is still electricity. You can’t stubbornly climb the technology tree and get the thermal power out first, right?

Building a thermal power plant is too troublesome. It only takes a small generator. If you want to build a generator, parts are a problem. Pouring according to the mold is probably not feasible. Judging from the level of this world, the final thing will definitely not meet the standards. The material is the biggest problem. This also needs to be considered. No matter how you look at it, the first step should be steelmaking. Steel is the blood of the industrial era. Build a steelmaking furnace first? No, civil steelmaking is the king, and it should be a small blast furnace...

Once the thought arises, people start to think randomly without being controlled. Zhang Yao also knows that he cannot do this, but he likes this feeling, his whole body is relaxed, his body is his own, and he can do whatever he wants.

There are monsters in this world, and there should be gods. It must be very interesting to carry out industrial development here. If you have the opportunity to have another red revolution, I would be a little excited to think about it. Imagine the future, humans hold the Red Book with one hand and point the other in front of them, roaring 'Mutuals' and roaring, "We want materialism" and "I am all paper tigers" and so on, and the scene when charging towards them is really exciting.

It is said that the immortals and Buddhas are so easy to fight against the nuclear warheads, but they don’t know what will happen if they fight head-on with the nuclear warheads? It should be that the gods and immortals are so strong, not necessarily. Their strength should be high and low. Anyway, they will definitely suffer a big loss first and then come up with a solution.

By the way, how do monsters escape the summer heat? Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing, they are snake spirits, and they should be afraid of the cold. Will they hibernate in winter? Is there a spell that can make winter warm and summer cool to avoid this situation?

There are many problems, and it seems that each is worth studying. You can set up a topic first, and you don’t need to produce results now. You must first tie up the big frame, and then choose a direction to explore slowly. There is a lot of time. Of course, a person may not be able to finish it in his life. It doesn’t matter. It can be passed on to future generations to continue. That Yugong seems to have done this. By the way, he also needs to train some researchers. Funding is also a problem. This is easy to solve. If you live forever, you will definitely be moved. You will be fooled into a result. It makes people see hope. There will definitely be a large number of people waving money and crying and begging to join. When it reaches a certain level, you can also bring in the emperor of the dynasty, learn literature and martial arts, goods and imperial families. You see, the ancients were also very business-minded.

However, the Holy Emperor has been in power for many years and should be very old. Will he have already started researching it? He must be very unwilling to die silently. However, after all, this kind of thing is a taboo. If there are gods, they will definitely think of ways to stop it. You pinch me and I will pinch you secretly. The subordinates may not do their best. The emperor must also know this. He must be very angry and suffered a great loss, but he cannot show it yet. He also said generously that it doesn't matter. Everyone will continue to work hard and succeed in getting promoted and making money...

By the way, there are those who practice Taoism, they must be very interested, right? It is not clear that when you think of several Taoist priests at Xiafei Temple, Zhang Yao overturned this speculation. It is obvious that the Taoist priests have mastered this method, but they have not spread it on a large scale. Is it because they cherish their own treasures or other reasons? I always feel that this problem is very important, so I will write it down first and then find a way to figure it out later.

It is said that my heart is calm and naturally cool. Zhang Yao didn't think it was before, but now he believes it, immersed in the ocean of thinking. The sultry weather seems to be isolated in another world. Thinking makes me happy. No, no, I have to continue to imagine...

That should be the old lady of the Zhang family? Retracting his gaze, Liu Ge'er silently thought that his real name was Sun Can and his courtesy name was Yixian. The sixth person in the family was ranked as Lao Liu. People who knew each other were called Liu Lang or Liu Ge'er. Silang's surname was Zhao and a person from Hangzhou Prefecture. The two families were good friends. Before the Sun family moved to Suzhou, he lived in the same house with Liu Lang. In addition, he was a good friend who could talk about everything when he was young.

This time when I came to Suzhou, Silang had other tasks in addition to visiting friends. His father decided to expand his business and wanted to open a gold shop in Suzhou. He ordered him to come and find out the environment. A few days ago, he troubled Sun Liuge'er to build a bridge and lead the way, and went to Changdian, the prefecture's prefecture to have a detailed chat. He spared no expense to entertain the other party at Lanzhifang, which led to this incident. Looking back on these times, he was deeply moved and learned a lot from it. After polishing this, his temperament became much more steady.

He knew a little about the Zhang family's reputation in Suzhou Prefecture before, but he couldn't say anything specific. Sun Liu Ge's actions just now made him feel the weight and he didn't have too many thoughts in his mind. Tigers can be friends with lions or play with rabbits, but he definitely looked down on hyenas. Although he had never heard of this sentence, he also understood this truth.

"Shiro, luck is coming, your luck is coming!"

Sun Can saw an acquaintance, and after giving an explanation, he hurriedly left. He never expected to turn back suddenly. Silang was surprised and heard Sun Can say excitedly: "Hurry, come with me."

He was a little confused. On the way, Sun Can whispered: "I just saw Uncle Yang, so I stepped forward to say hello. Uncle Yang is familiar with Zhang Ren, the butler of the Zhang family, and invited him over. I thought this happened to be an opportunity. Silang, your family wants to do business in Suzhou Prefecture. If you can get the support of the Zhang family, you can definitely avoid many unnecessary troubles."

Silang was moved. He hadn't seen each other for many years, but his sixth brother was still sincere. He had troubled him a lot a while ago and felt uneasy. Now that he had a good opportunity, the first thing he thought about was his younger brother. He could not express his affection in a few words, so he had to wait until he had the opportunity to repay him well.

When the two arrived, several people were already surrounded by Zhang Ren. The one who had a great time talking to him was Mr. Yang. Seeing Sun Can, Mr. Yang hurriedly waved his hand, and when he approached, he said a little displeased: "Where did you go just now? I didn't say anything, but I can't find you, so I'll let you Uncle Zhang watch a joke here for no reason."

Yang and Sun families have a close relationship. Yang Yuanwai has always treated this eldest son of the Sun family as his nephew. When he heard him say this, Sun Can quickly lowered his head and said that he was wrong. Zhang Ren waved his hand and expressed his inconspicuous concern, looking at Sun Can and said, "This should be the eldest son of the Sun family? I have never seen it. At the Zhongqiu Poetry Festival that year, I remember that he was following Mr. Sun, wearing a blue shirt and a rare young talent, with a rare talent."

When he heard Zhang Ren's words, Mr. Yang was even happier than Sun Can. He had a daughter waiting to marry in the boudoir. If nothing unexpected happens, he should marry Sun Can as his wife and a son-in-law in the future, so he was willing to support him.

All the elders present were all elders. Sun Can was calm and the impetuousness and competitive young people were hardly seen in him. Zhang Ren praised him for his young talent, but he knew his own level. Compared with Zhang Huai, Suzhou Prefecture, Chen An, several famous talents, who were not as good as those of Chen An, who dared not bear this praise.

Such behavior made Zhang Rengao take a look. Holding talent and being arrogant is a common problem for scholars. He is a little capable and wanting everyone in the world to know. If he said a little, he would be irreconcilable like a grudge against killing his father, and he would have the heart to swallow life. Even if he bowed his head for a moment, he would be convinced or disobeyed.

The eldest son of the Sun family is good, but it is just good. Mr. Sun has some reputation in Suzhou Prefecture, but in Zhang Ren's eyes, this is not the case. However, Mr. Yang looked at him with a smile and looked like a rich man. His eyes were fierce and his wrists were hard. He did a lot of things quietly. Not to mention anything else, Wangyue Pavilion is a famous gold-selling cave in Suzhou Prefecture. Ordinary people always think that the Li family is the master, but they don't know that Mr. Yang has 20% of the people, and the prefect Chen Lun, who loves the people as much as his son, and the 30% of the dry shares in it are his.
Chapter completed!