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No!

They also scrape bone marrow!

Skin cramps!

The greater the gap between the rich and the poor, the more the rich are like gods.They will look down on the world and think that those poor people are tool people, tool people who make money for themselves.

How much money is enough?

Never enough!

Desires never end.

Then the two broke apart completely...

Once the classes are completely opposed, it will be the beginning of chaos!

Wang Kuan said: "Why do you cheer over there? It's just because they feel that Zhao Guogong is profiting for them. Why are you cursing here? It's just because many people participated in this battle and suffered heavy losses."

Lu Shunyi coughed dryly, "Jijiu, those students are just filled with righteous indignation."

"For whom are you filled with righteous indignation?"

A small official shouted from behind.

Wang Kuan smiled wryly, "For my own cloth."

Lu Shunyi frowned, "Be careful when offering wine."

In the eyes of the gentry, Guozijian Jijiu is just a tool.

When capital expands to a certain extent, they will look around and use capital to expand their influence infinitely.In their eyes, everyone is a tool man...

Wang Kuan turned around and looked at the classroom, listening to the roar inside, suddenly felt a little sad.

He turned back and asked again: "Can't the family treat the people well?"

Deathly silence.

Wang Kuan raised his eyes and saw many...

Disdain!

sneer!

Stunned!

Contempt!

He panicked, and then realized.

He walked slowly outside the gate, glanced at the direction of mathematics, and then looked back at the Imperial College.

The old man bent over tiredly.

"So this is the world."

……

"After school!"

After a burst of cheers, the students rushed out of the classroom with cloth schoolbags on their backs.

Tuesday is among them.

"Goodbye, sir!"

He yelled without looking back.

Huang Haitong, who was packing up his textbooks, said with a smile, "Goodbye."

He turned around and wanted to erase the words on the blackboard, but he stopped when he saw three students still copying.

"Don't worry, copy slowly."

What was written on the blackboard was today's homework. After the three students finished copying, they got up to tidy up, and then saluted.

"Goodbye sir."

Huang Haitong nodded, "Goodbye."

He's also getting ready to go home.

After checking the classroom and cafeteria, he told the two women to remember to buy the freshest vegetables tomorrow and close the door, Huang Haitong went home.

And on Tuesday, they had already had fun in the workshop.

“Come and play on Tuesday!”

Several children are playing.

Shaking his head on Tuesday, "I'm going home to do my homework."

He looked at these carefree children enviously, but then he patted his schoolbag and said triumphantly, "It's really good to read."

When they got home, Zhou Yuanyuan and Qiao's were there, as was Fangzheng Huang Jun.

"...The people of our Chang'an City have been rewarded this time. Zhao Guogong is in charge, and His Majesty even distributed the cloth from the inner palace. All of it is used to suppress the price of cloth. Your family also bought a lot, right?"

Huang Jun looked at the big bags beside him.

Zhou Yuanyuan said in embarrassment: "I didn't want to buy it when I heard about it, but some officials shouted, saying that His Majesty told us to just buy it, so we bought some."

Huang Jun sighed: "This is His Majesty's intention to let us take advantage of it! Such a good Majesty. Zhao Guogong sat in Dongshi yesterday and today, fighting with those people. It is said that the silver mountain of the Wa country has already given out money."

Mrs. Qiao was wearing an apron and preparing to cook, but she was reluctant to go, and dawdled for a while, "Fangzheng, what does the Japanese country's money have to do with us?"

"The relationship is getting bigger."

Huang Jun said proudly: "The Yinshan can produce a million taels of silver every year, one tael of silver is a thousand dollars, how much is a million taels?"

Seeing the sluggish appearance of Zhou Yuanyuan and his wife with satisfaction, Huang Jun said with a smile: "In the past, the money was so short that we traded it with cloth, but we won't need it in the future. Those people knew the news in advance, but we didn't! They just wanted to Trick us into buying..."

"Slut dog slave!" Zhou Yuanyuan scolded, "A bunch of hypocrites!"

God is sorry, when Zhou Yuanyuan mentioned the gentry last time, Zhou Yuanyuan still mentioned the respect of the gods.

"We will lose [-]%!" Huang Jun said: "But His Majesty can't see us at a loss, so he distributed the cloth from the Ministry of Households, but when it was not enough, he distributed the cloth from the palace, which reduced the cloth price by [-]%."