Hearing the question, Xiang Bo quickly replied,

"Yes, His Royal Highness."

Although Zhao Lang still called him Brother Xiang, he was no longer the Uncle Xiang who didn't know the other party's identity.

Will not really call each other brothers.

Zhao Lang asked calmly,

"What does he want in exchange?"

It was also his own arrangement for Xiang Bo to keep in touch with Xiang Yu.

Xiang Bo quickly replied,

"Yu'er, he wants to exchange some bronze, Qin Li, and...um..."

As Xiang Bo talked, he took out a list from his arms and handed it to Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang was so dumbfounded, he didn't even look at the list, he frowned and said,

"Is Ah Yu in a daze? An old man wants to exchange so many things from me? Is this old man made of gold?"

Zhao Lang was about to laugh angrily at this moment. Although he admired Xiang Yu well, he really thought that he would take these production materials to exchange for an old man, and that would be a joke.

Hearing Zhao Lang's words, Uncle Xiang felt a little embarrassed. He actually felt that the other party was going too far.

I can only say dryly,

"His Royal Highness, this person is a craftsman..."

"What about craftsmen? Who in the world can compare to Mohism?"

Zhao Lang waved his hand indifferently. Now that the Mo family is in his hands, he has no shortage of experienced craftsmen at all, and he is still cultivating a large number of them.

And Zhao Lang quickly thought of something, and said,

"I remember, Ah Yu should also be short of craftsmen now, why did he let this old man come here? It can't be an empty air, Ah Yu has gone too far this time!"

Xiang Bo was embarrassed by what he said, so he could only reply dumbly,

"Yu'er said that this person still has some real skills, but he just doesn't cooperate."

"Hey, Gongshuyin, you're just talking!"

Xiang Bo called the old man for a while.

Zhao Lang looked at the old man standing in the middle with his eyes closed and silent, not even interested in talking to him.

He's just a stubborn old man, what's the big deal?

Of course, the name is quite impressive.

Without worrying too much about these, he waved his hand and said,

"Forget it, Brother Xiang, tell Ah Yu that I will prepare the things he wants, but I want to exchange these things. I want to exchange these things with crop seeds, minerals, and spices from the south."

"When this man rests in the academy for a few days, you can take it back and don't get lost on the road."

After speaking, he left directly.

He came to the academy not only to meet the other party, but also to let the Mo family implement the previous plan.

Soon, Zhao Lang found Bai Lao, who had just finished class, and explained his purpose to him.

"Bai Lao, that's the plan, please ask Bai Lao to let someone spread the news."

In fact, Zhao Lang really wanted to pass on all the technology of Huang Daopo's textile loom, but the more he was like this, the more he couldn't give it directly.

Human nature is so weird.

Good things are too easy to get, but you have to be suspicious and suspect that there are some traps in it.

And he used the leaked news of the Mohist secret technique to let these nobles grab it for themselves. After getting it, these talents will actively promote their own development as if they have benefited.

It's that weird.

After Bai Lao finished listening, he also looked at Zhao Lang with a strange expression, and then said,

"Boss, the old man of the new textile machine has also seen it. It is a good thing. You just let it out? And then you will only charge those nobles a little 'authorization fee'?"

These nobles want to use the Mohist secret technique, of course they have to charge money.

It's just that in Bai Lao's impression, Zhao Lang is not the kind of person who gives away secret arts for nothing.

At this time, Zhao Lang grinned and said with a smile,

"Bai Lao, this is the most basic version. If you want to upgrade later, you will naturally have to pay again."

He will not release the most mature technology at once, a little bit of meat is the kingly way.

Bai Lao was stunned for a moment, he knew that the matter was not that simple, so he couldn't help asking curiously,

"Then what if those people don't buy it?"

He had seen the primary version, and that was enough. valley

Zhao Lang suddenly smiled brighter,

"Then I will send the new technology to the enemies of these people."

Looking at Zhao Lang who was full of smiles, Bai Lao suddenly felt that those nobles were actually quite pitiful when they met such a prince.

"Don't worry, leader, the old man will spread the news now, and soon, these people will all get these blueprints."

Of course, Zhao Lang had already prepared such things as blueprints.

"Then the hard work will be in vain,"

Zhao Lang nodded in satisfaction, and said flatteringly,

"Daqin has the Mo family, it is Daqin's luck."

"After all, who else in the world can compare with the Mohists in terms of organ skills?"

Even though Bai Lao's state of mind had already been completed, he couldn't help showing a smile.

Who doesn't like to be praised?

Of course, you should be humble at this time, and said,

"Perhaps the descendants of Gongshu Pan are born, and they can still be compared with my Mo family."

"It's just that they have been reclusive for many years, and the old man only had contact with them a few times when he was young."

"Who is the public loser?"

Zhao Lang was puzzled, and then said,

"However, I met a man named Gong Shuyin today."

Hearing this, Bai Lao was stunned, and then asked repeatedly,

"Who are you talking about!?"

Zhao Lang was confused and said,

"Today, Uncle Xiang sent over a man named Gong Shuyin."

Zhao Lang made things clear one by one, and before Zhao Lang finished speaking, Bai Lao hurriedly said,

"Quick! Follow me to find that old man!"

As he was about to leave, Zhao Lang hurriedly followed, asking as he walked,

"Old Bai, who is that man!"

Old Bai replied as he walked,

"A descendant of Luban!"

Zhao Lang paused for a moment, then chased after him and shouted,

"Isn't Lu Ban's descendants surnamed Lu?"

When Zhao Lang rushed to the small courtyard where Uncle Xiang was arranged, Bai Lao had already met the old man named Gong Shuyin,

"Brother Gongshu?! Is it really you?"

Gong Shuyin also looked at Bai Lao with a complicated expression at this time, and said,

"Brother Bai, we saw each other again after parting in those years, but things are different."

Saying that, the two held hands together.

After staring at Zhao Lang and Uncle Xiang beside him for a moment, Zhao Lang came back to his senses, and immediately said to Uncle Xiang,

"Brother Xiang, go and tell Ah Yu that I've made the deal! Send it to him when the things are ready!"

Uncle Xiang nodded blankly, he didn't even know what happened.

After Zhao Lang finished speaking~lightnovelpub.net~, he showed a smile and walked towards Gongshuyin, and even said in his mouth,

"So it's Mr. Gongshu!"

It's just that the other party obviously didn't give him face, so he said directly,

"His Royal Highness, I can't afford to be an old man. After all, an old man is not made of gold."

Being stabbed with his own words, most people will inevitably blush.

But Zhao Lang just pretended he didn't hear it, and continued,

"You are worth more than gold!"

Hearing this, Gong Shuyin couldn't help being startled, and then said to Bai Lao,

"You gave away the position of Juzi of the Mo family so casually?"

(An'an)

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