Zhao Ce came back from school today and continued to write his recent conceived "Theory of Haiquan" at home.

Su Caier made new New Year's clothes for the two of them and was taking someone to make some snacks like fried croquettes at home.

In addition to the sweetness of baked bread, the entire Yongxibo Mansion also has a fragrant aroma of fried food.

When Emperor Hongzhi and others arrived, Zhu Houzhao was also brought over.

He looked at his father for some reason, followed by a group of ministers who had changed their clothes.

When his eyes met his father's eyes, Zhu Houzhao was speechless and choked.

What a loving look?

He was so kind that he couldn't help but look at himself left and right behind, thinking about who his father was looking at.

After confirming that there was no one around who deserved the love of his father, Zhu Houzhao said a little strangely: "Father, you are..."

Emperor Hongzhi said in a gentle voice: "It's cold outside, go in first."

"oh......"

Zhu Houzhao walked to him for no reason and looked at the old ministers, inexplicably, and felt that they seemed to be more powerful when walking today?

When a group of people were welcomed into the door, they smelled the crossing fragrance in the air.

They discussed the matter in the warm room for a long time, and then went to the suburbs to see the earthen stove in the refugee shed.

It's almost noon now, and some people can't help but scream.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but say, "It smells so good, I don't know what delicious Mrs. Yongxibo made today."

Everyone else was surprised to see the prince's familiar appearance towards Yongxibo's Mansion.

A group of people entered the house and looked at the simple environment inside.

Xie Qian and Liu Jian had previously said something bad to Yongxibo. When they saw the scene inside the house, they felt that the words they had commented before were obviously biased.

Which noble family in Beijing can tolerate such a simple environment?

This is the clear stream among nobles!

How could such a person be the one who pretends to be the one who bullies the Lord?

After hearing the report, Zhao Ce quickly came over.

After entering the door, I saw the hall full of people and people standing inside and outside, and I was stunned for a moment.

Good guy, what is this for?

Did you know that his little girl made delicious food today and came to have a free meal together?

Zhao Ce walked in with the burning eyes of everyone, felt everyone's gaze, and smiled and said, "Mr. Zhu."

He turned to Li Dongyang again and bowed: "Mr. Li."

Li Dongyang touched his chin beard and said with a smile: "Good boy."

Looking at the three people next to him, Zhao Ce also gave a general greeting.

"A few gentlemen are good."

Xie Qian said "yes" and looked at Zhao Ce quietly.

Liu Jianze nodded openly: "Yong Xibo is indeed a young talent."

The side of the clock was much more excited than them and said happily: "You are Yongxibo, who invented the method of credit and accounting."

"Okay! So good!"

The reactions and words of the few people were different, so Zhao Ce was too lazy to guess his identity.

Anyway, if you can come out with Mr. Zhu, your identity will not be much lower.

After saying hello, Zhao Ce consciously stood next to Mr. Zhu.

Zhu Houzhao winked at him, wanting to ask Zhao Ce if he had received something from him.

But unfortunately, the people in the room were all very identities, and they were all young, so they couldn't talk to Zhao Ce.

Finally, Emperor Hongzhi, who was sitting in the upper head, spoke.

"I received news today. I heard that in the refugee shed outside Beijing, there are some earthen stoves that Yongxibo sent to build and some coal cakes that can be used for heating and cooking?"

These things Zhao Ce had just done yesterday were unexpectedly spread today.

He nodded directly and said, "Not bad."

"The coal production has begun in the coal mountain, so I thought about sending some to the refugees so that they can cook a bite of hot water to warm up the body."

Zhu Houzhao didn't expect that it was for this matter to come to the door today.

I remembered that my father had rejected him before and scolded him.

As a result, I came to the door today and asked about this.

Zhu Houzhao thought secretly that after his father confirmed, in order to make up for the scolding he received inexplicably last time, he had to ask his father for some reward!

Emperor Hongzhi asked: "You have a way to remove the poisonous gas produced when coal burns?"

Zhao Ce stood in the room, and the gaze of hundreds of people was estimated to be seen by hundreds of people, and said calmly: "It cannot be completely removed."

"My machine can only wash away most of the toxic substances contained in coal."

"If it is said that it is necessary to remove it completely, it is impossible now."

"Most..." Emperor Hongzhi pondered: "So that's it."

"But in this way, coal can be used as a fuel for daily use."

Emperor Hongzhi said happily: "Listen to my son, you can just wash the coal with water?"

"Then I, it just so happens that my family also has a lot of coal mountains. I wonder if I can use this method to wash it and then use it?"

Zhu Houzhao frowned slightly, and suddenly looked at her father with some strangeness.

Isn't this a scramble for business with him?

The entire coal mountain of the Ming Dynasty belongs to their family, and Zhao Ce’s coal mountain is really hard to fight.

Zhao Ce smiled and shook his head and said, "Is this coal washing technique so easy to wash in water?"

"The technical content is actually not very large."

Emperor Hongzhi's hope was dashed. When he thought of the coal mountains distributed near the northern Zhili, he couldn't help but sigh.

"It turns out that it's not as simple as washing..."

Zhao Ce said: "Not bad."

"And the water after washing coal will also cause considerable pollution. Now I can only do a simple sedimentation treatment and choose the discharged places, which are all downstream of the river."

Environmental pollution is inevitable.

But in this ancient times when there was no heavy industry, this pollution was nothing for the time being.

Moreover, not all coal mines require the technology of washing coal.

Some anthracites can be used directly without washing.

However, Zhao Ce is not sure where the specific distribution of anthracite is.

After Zhao Ce finished speaking, he asked deliberately: "Mr. Zhu also wants to do coal business?"

Emperor Hongzhi coughed lightly when he remembered the words he taught his son a lesson.

Zhu Houzhao, who was standing beside him, also looked at him nervously.

“This business…”

Emperor Hongzhi glanced at the people below and hesitated: "It's not a good idea to do business..."

Zhao Ce smiled and said, "Why is it not good to do business?"

"The price I set is 13 cents a dou of raw coal."

"A bucket of raw coal can be made about 18 pieces of honeycomb coal."

"That's the kind of coal cake you've seen in the refugee shed."

"Even if a poor family buys some and occasionally uses it for heating, they will at least be able to survive this winter."

"If you don't sell such things that are beneficial to the country and the people, it will be the loss of the people!"

Zhao Ce made a calculation for them in a few seconds, and then said this sentence with striking sarcasm.

The few people here all looked at him with complicated expressions.

Zhu Houzhao clapped her palms and cheered: "You're right!"

"A dou of charcoal costs for forty or fifty cents, while coal only costs thirteen cents, which is far longer than charcoal burning."
Chapter completed!