"I can show you a clear way." Looking at Yuan Tiangang who had been standing there for a long time, Li Hao slowly took a sip of tea.

After all, it is a local religion, Li Hao feels that he should take care of one or two.

Yuan Tiangang was in chaos and asked with the opportunity: "What is the clear road?"

"Take it from the people and use it for the people."

Taoism is different from Buddhism. Throughout history, many Taoists have been at the forefront of science, but most of them have gone wrong, or because there is no successor, the road is broken.

It’s like alchemy, which is actually the prototype of chemistry. During the alchemy process, the prototype of gunpowder was discovered, and later there was green alum oil, that is, sulfuric acid. These were all things that were found before the Tang Dynasty, but they were gradually lost due to war or few successors.

It was precisely because Li Hao knew this that he had the idea of ​​Yuan Tiangang. Anyway, this old Taoist stayed by his side and refused to leave, so he simply used it.

"What does it mean?" Yuan Tiangang frowned and hesitated: "You should know that although my Taoist sect has collected land for the people, most of the grain produced has been returned to the people."

Li Hao curled his lips: "Old Yuan, I think you misunderstood something? Take it from the people and use it for the people. If it is so simple, I will tell you something."

Yuan Tiangang was also a little anxious and his voice became much louder: "That's why I asked you what it means."

"Come and help me. Recently I am building a sea boat. You can help me, or find some people. I know that there are many people who are good at math. When my ship is built, I will take you to Aoyou Sea."

Yuan Tiangang didn't expect that after waiting for a long time, he almost died of anger after saying this.

But before he could refuse, Li Hao had already spoken again: "The sea ship is the foundation of the ocean-going naval army. The ocean-going naval army was formed by His Majesty himself. In the future, he will go to another continent where there are food yields dozens of stones per mu. If you bring it back, countless people can live. Where can you go? Lao Yuan, consider it yourself."

"The grain yields dozens of stones per mu? Li Dejian, are you scaring me?" The number of dozens of stones scared Yuan Tiangang, put aside my claim and used the first person directly.

Li Hao shook his head and played the pretext of trying to get: "If you don't believe it, forget it, go slowly, don't send it!"

"Hey, wait, let's discuss it."

Since Yuan Tiangang came to find Li Hao, he naturally had some understanding of him.

I know that although this guy has a bad reputation in Chang'an, he has never been able to speak nonsense. As long as he says, he will basically be inseparable from what he says.

Li Hao cursed inwardly and shook his head and said, "No need to discuss, no matter who is missing in this world, the sun will rise the next day. Without your old Yuan's help, at most my sea boat will be launched half a year later."

Yuan Tiangang hurriedly said, "Hey, prince, I don't mean that. I mean, should I ask for more people to help? You know, I am quite a bit in the Taoist sect, and what I say is somewhat worthwhile."

In just a short moment, Yuan Tiangang figured out some problems. Even if he didn't consider the grain yielding dozens of stones per mu, being able to go to sea was a good thing.

You can walk thousands of miles west, and I can travel across the ocean and preach the world.

After several years, everyone will compete to see who has made great contributions.

After understanding these things, Yuan Tiangang felt lighter when he walked. He wrapped up tea clubs extorted from Li Hao and went out to the residence of his uncle Yuan Shoucheng.

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Li Hao saw Yuan Tiangang away, and felt relaxed all over. He walked to the residence of Shilla boat maker with a purple clay teapot.

The boatman's settlement is close to the Li family's fiefdom, and there are hundreds of families forming a small village. At dusk, every household has a curling smoke rises, and the sound of chickens crowing and dogs barking makes it look unique.

After wandering around the village, Li Hao stopped and passed through the half-height courtyard wall: "Lao Pu, what are you busy with?"

The old servant, who was busy and happy, turned around and saw that it was Li Hao who immediately put down the work in his hand and greeted him. He spoke in a not-so-skilled Tang Dynasty Mandarin: "Oh, young master, why are you here!"

Walking into the yard, Li Hao looked around and said, "Come and take a walk around if you have nothing to do, how about it? You're still used to living your life."

"Habit, hehe." The old servant rubbed his hands and smiled dryly. After a while, he seemed to remember something. He slapped his head and ran to the side and hugged a wooden pier: "Look at my head, Master, please sit down."

Li Hao waved his hand and came to the helpless woman in the yard, and smiled and said, "Old sister-in-law, what are you busy with?"

"Young Master." The woman seemed very nervous and stuttered for a long time but didn't say anything.

Lao Pu smiled bitterly: "Young Master, you are a noble man, this old sister-in-law can't afford it."

"What can't be borne? Identity is identity, seniority is seniority, how can the nature and human relations be messed up?" Li Hao said with a stern face, his attention was attracted by the ginger cooking in the pot. He looked at the two big jars on the side and suddenly said, "Is this going to pickle cabbage?"

Lao Pu replied, "Yes, young master."

Li Hao didn't expect that the Silla people would pickle cabbages, and nodded: "That's it, remember to give me a few pills after pickling."

"Okay, okay, I'll send it to you as soon as possible." Lao Pu was a little excited. In his opinion, Li Hao was the god of heaven. Such a noble man had never eaten anything delicious. He would like to ask for a few pickled vegetables from him, so he would respect him.

Li Hao was a little helpless about this and pointed to the sausage that was still rolling back and forth in the pot: "That's about to be cooked."

"Ouch." The woman then remembered that there was still something cooking in the pot, and she started to rush out in a hurry.

Li Hao was also from the north in his previous life. Before attending the military academy, he would follow his father and mother to pickle sauerkraut every day. Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, he rolled up his sleeves and joined in.

Take a ginger and cut off the head of the dish with a knife. Break down the half-dried or rotten dishes outside, and then put the white and fat ginger and put it on the side.

The whole set of movements was like flowing clouds and water, without any delay. Tiezhu, who followed him, was dumbfounded: "Young Master, you, how about this?"

Li Hao curled his lips and chopped a vegetable aside with his hands and feet. "Zhuzi, remember, in this world, there is nothing you can't do except give birth to a child."

Lao Pu and his wife were also a little stunned and could not understand why the unattainable young master did this in their eyes. Does the Duke of the Tang Dynasty also need to pickle vegetables themselves? And they also have to do it themselves?

The dull people didn't know that Li Hao was just using this method to miss his past and his past.

It has been more than a year since I left that world. I hope my parents will still be safe and don’t be too sad about my departure.
Chapter completed!