They were very happy, but they didn't dare to applaud. The young master of the prefect has no other skills, so he is not vague to rectify people.

At the end of the crowd, a pair of bright big eyes looked at Zhao Dongting quietly.

Yue Peng and Li Yuanxiu easily packed up these young men, and according to Zhao Dongting's words, they scraped off their belts and coats, tied them all to the horse's legs, and then strung them all to the pillars of the inn next to the street. The scene at the moment was quite shocking.

Brother Jun was still scolding Lian Sheng, but was beaten to death with Yue Peng's fist and was beaten to the point of being blue and swollen. He became honest.

A hero does not suffer any loss in front of him. Although he is a playboy, he is not stupid. He still understands this principle.

Zhao Dongting leisurely sat in the shade beside the street, chewing candied haws while waiting for the two servants to bring people over.

Everyone around him was reluctant to leave.

Soon, I could hear the horse's hooves rolling like thunder, whistling.

Hundreds of cavalrymen wearing helmets and armor rushed over, and the onlookers were so shocked that they quickly retreated to the street.

The leader was wearing a purple-red official uniform, an official hat, and his two wings were shaking. His face was font-shaped, big thick eyebrows, and his majesticity was outstanding.

When the magistrate saw him, he instantly showed joy, "Dad!"

Those young men and brothers were also respectfully called the magistrate.

This person is Ge Lijun, the governor of Leizhou Prefecture.

In fact, Ge Lijun was just a fifth-rank official position, but at this time the court fell and he occupied the Leizhou Prefecture, so his status was naturally extraordinary.

Seeing that his own son was stripped off and tied to the horse's legs, and his nose and face were swollen, Ge Lijun's face suddenly became gloomy, his eyes swept across the people around him, and he said gloomy: "Where did the person who hurt my son go?"

He just thought that the person who hurt his son must have run away.

The two servants hurriedly pointed at Zhao Dongting who was sitting on the steps, "Master, he is there!"

Ge Lijun looked at Zhao Dongting intently.

Zhao Dongting stood up leisurely and said, "Mr. Ge is such a great official power..."

Ge Lijun had heard the two servants talking about Zhao Dongting's identity, and then frowned slightly and said, "Who are you Lord Lu?"

Zhao Dongting turned his head slightly and looked at Li Yuanxiu next to him.

Li Yuanxiu understood and walked forward and said, "Ge Lijun, can you still be polite when you see the emperor?"

Ge Lijun was transferred from Lin'an to Leizhou and was an official in Beijing. Li Yuanxiu had been in the court for decades and he had the honor to meet him.

At this moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Li Yuanxiu, then suddenly remembered and said in shock: "Are you Eunuch Li?"

Li Yuanxiu was still very majestic in front of outsiders, and clasped her voice and said, "You still remember my father-in-law, why don't you get off the horse and pay homage to the emperor?"

Before Ge Lijun got off his horse, the people around him were already kneeling down in a large area, shouting long live the mountain.

There is a dark head in front of me.

Brother Jun and those young men were stunned in an instant.

He dared to speak loudly before, saying that the emperor had to rely on his father's breath, because the emperor was not in front of him. Now that he learned that Zhao Dongting was the emperor, he was of course afraid. No matter what, they were also raised by the king's education.

Ge Lijun's face changed a few times. He turned over and got off the horse and knelt on the ground, "My dear Ge Li, the minister, bowed to the emperor!"

Zhao Dongting didn't let him get up and said, "Mr. Ge is really good at teaching his children..."

After saying that, he turned his head straight and walked towards the storefront of the porcelain workshop not far away.

Li Yuanxiu and Yue Peng looked at each other and saw the strong shock in each other's eyes.

I really don’t know how the little emperor has a brain. At this age, his mind is so mature and sophisticated.

The two of them suddenly felt that they seemed to have lived to be a dog over the years. Especially the older Li Yuanxiu, this feeling was even more intense.

The people from the porcelain workshop were watching the fun just now. When they saw Zhao Dongting coming in, they hurriedly fell to the ground, "Welcome to the Emperor..."

The shopkeeper, the messenger, and the whole room was full of kneeling.

Zhao Dongting was also a little surprised when he saw the dazzling array of porcelain in the house.

Song porcelain is very famous in history, among which the five major official kilns are the most. Although there are no official kilns in Leizhou Prefecture, these porcelains are made in exquisite styles.

Zhao Dongting thought to himself that if these porcelains were put into modern times, they would be endless wealth!

But he just thought about it.

I traveled to the ancient times in a daze, but I really didn't dare to think that I could travel back to the modern times.

Let everyone kneeling on the ground get up, Zhao Dongting said, "Can you take on the job of making porcelain here?"

The shopkeeper bent down with respect and humility on his face, and kept saying, "I'm going to pick it up, I'm going to pick it up."

Zhao Dongting gestured with his hands and said, "A porcelain jar of about a size of about one and a half inches left on it. If you don't want to be exquisite, the less conspicuous, the better. How much does such a porcelain jar cost?"

The shopkeeper thought for a while and replied: "Go back to the emperor, including the raw materials, labor, etc., the cost is about two cents."

Of course, he didn't dare to quote the sale price to Zhao Dongting.

Two cents, the price is so cheap that it is beyond Zhao Dongting's imagination.

According to the current market in the Song Dynasty, two cents can buy four buns, and if converted to modern banknotes, it will cost about two yuan.

One tael of silver can be converted into a one-day money, which is only one thousand yuan. Now it is in a war period, and the discount rate is actually higher.

Even if you make tens of thousands of porcelain jars, it won’t cost much.

Zhao Dongting said: "You can make a sample for me first."

The shopkeeper hurriedly invited Zhao Dongting and the other two to the back, and the servant served tea and fruits attentively.

This is the emperor, who actually came to his own workshop, and they couldn't even imagine that they could see the emperor. It was a matter of glorifying the ancestors.

Behind the store is a workshop. Zhao Dongting sat under the grape trellis and watched the workers work.

After all, it was a large workshop, and the rough embryo was formed in just ten minutes.

The shopkeeper personally brought it to Zhao Dongting.

Zhao Dongting looked at it. The jar was round and looked similar to the land mine. He couldn't help but feel happy, "That's it. I need to customize 30,000 pieces. How long will it take to complete it?"

The shopkeeper asked carefully: "Master, do you need to carve flowers and apply glaze?"

Zhao Dongting shook his head, "No, just burn the kiln with such a rough embryo."

Lace, carving, glazing, etc. are all steps in making porcelain.

The shopkeeper thought about it again and asked a safe deadline, "It will be completed in about two months."

Zhao Dongting couldn't help but frown, "It takes so long? Can't speed up the construction period, faster?"

The shopkeeper said embarrassedly: "This is the grass people who have left all the rest of their lives."

"No, no!"

Zhao Dongting knew that time was not waiting for anyone, and Zhang Hongfan didn't know when he would attack, so he said to the shopkeeper: "I want you to complete the work within one month. If there is not enough manpower, I will ask other workshops to help. Your workshop is so big, and you still have some appeal among your colleagues in Haikang County, right?"

The shopkeeper had no choice but to agree.

Zhao Dongting nodded with satisfaction, took out ten taels of gold from his arms and handed it to the shopkeeper, "This is the payment for the goods. For every 2,000 porcelain jars you burn, you will send them to the ferry to the Benzhou Island. I will arrange for someone to receive the goods there. But in advance, if you cannot deliver the goods on time, you will be punished."

The shopkeeper looked at the golden ingot. Although he was moved, how could he dare to take it?

All the people in the world belong to the emperor. Isn’t it seeking death if I collect the emperor’s money?

Zhao Dongting knew his thoughts and stuffed the gold ingot into his hands, "I am a customer, you are the owner. It is natural to collect money by selling goods."

He didn't care about this little money. He fled from Lin'an City, and Zhang Shijie and the others came out with a lot of gold and jewelry.

Ten taels of gold are just a drop in the bucket.

The shopkeeper was holding the gold ingot tremblingly and did not dare to speak. These ten taels of gold were not a small amount for him.

Zhao Dongting ignored him and told him to complete the work as quickly as possible, and then took Li Yuanxiu and Yue Peng away.

Naturally, there were people kneeling in the workshop.

When we arrived outside, there were dense crowds of people around us. Some had just watched the fun and had not left, while others had heard that the emperor had arrived and rushed over to see the dragon's face.

Seeing Zhao Dongting come out, he knelt all over the ground again, shouting long live the mountain.

Zhao Dongting was almost frightened by the situation, shook his hand in a daze and said, "Thank you for your hard work, comrades."

Everyone present was stunned.
Chapter completed!