Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 110 Three Bloods
"Ugh..."

The wind blows the ground, and Baicao is overwhelmed.

Overcast clouds piled up in the sky, and the thick clouds were like an impenetrable curtain, making people breathless.

"Crack!"

from time to time.

There is a looming thunder winding through the clouds.

Thunder roar!

The deafening roar hit the eardrums, making people temporarily deaf, like the roar of a god, reverberating in the sky and the earth.

"quick!"

"hurry up!"

"Set up the camera position, pay attention to lightning protection, and everyone is ready to be in place. If this time the filming is not good, the next thunderstorm will be seven days later."

"Have you heard everything clearly?"

Dao Ye was wearing a raincoat and roaring loudly, the voice could only barely be heard by the staff.

A group of staff is busy in this weather, and various camera equipment is adjusted to the target under the set up shed.

Not far behind them, in the office building of Fugui Porcelain Factory, a group of people stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at their figures.

in the hall.

The lights were transparent, and a few people sat on the sofa casually, as if they hadn't seen the surrounding staff.

"Manager Wen."

A reporter held a microphone in his hand and asked:

"Does the thunderous red porcelain in your factory have to be fired in this kind of weather?"

"Yes." Wen Lei nodded, with a serious face, the makeup artist's superb skills concealed the greenness on her face, and she looked more like an elite who had been in the mall for a long time.

She stretched out her hand and pointed towards the sky, saying:
"Only the natural thunder and lightning can give the glaze color of Leizohong porcelain a thunder pattern, and the reaction at that moment is the foundation of the glaze molding."

"pity!"

"There are too few thunderstorms this year, and there are only nine occurrences that meet the requirements so far, so only the output of thunderstorms will be approved."

"After autumn, there will be fewer thunderstorms, and there will be almost no output from the porcelain factory."

She has regrets in her voice, but also a bit of pride.

At present, Lei Xinghong Porcelain has been scheduled for three months, and it is foreseeable that the delivery time will be later.

book today,

Arrival after half a year is considered normal.

The funds in Fangci's account can make the physical factory with an annual output value of hundreds of millions envious, and the profit margin can even make people crazy.

"It's amazing, it's no wonder that Lei Zouhong porcelain is so unique."

The reporter complimented each other, then moved the microphone to look at the other person, and the camera in the field also moved accordingly, asking:
"Mr. Joe, what do you think?"

"Lightning assists forming. I have lived for more than 80 years, and this is the first time I have seen this method of forming porcelain." Qiao Lao is a master in the porcelain industry. His beard has already turned white, but his voice is still full of energy. He strokes his beard gently , smiled and said:
"When the kiln is opened, you must see it with your own eyes."

"As for Lei's popularity..."

"I don't need to say more about it. Looking at the many famous porcelains in China, there are only a handful of them that can be compared with Lei Zouhong."

"Joe is too old." Wen Lei bowed her head:
"We still have a lot to improve on."

"Hey!" Qiao Lao repeatedly waved his hands:
"Humility is a good thing. Excessive modesty is unnecessary. The quality of Lei Zou Hongci is obvious to all, and I am not the only one who agrees."

"Yes." Wen Lei nodded:
"Been taught a lesson."

"Manager Wen." The reporter shifted the microphone again and asked:

"It's inconvenient for Fang to disclose the business situation of Fangci, as well as the sales of Lei Zouhongci."

"This..." Wen Lei thought for a while, then said:
"Limited by insufficient production, Lei Zou Hongci only accepts reservations after three months. As for the business situation..."

"I can only say that last month's turnover has exceeded [-] million, and it is not convenient to disclose the specific amount for the time being."

"Ten million!" The reporter said with a smile:
"1000 million is also ten million, and 9000 million is also ten million. Manager Wen's painting range is a bit large, but even 1000 million is amazing enough."

"I remember that it's been less than half a year since Fangci really entered the market?"

Wen Lei smiled and said nothing.

"But..." The reporter changed the subject and asked:

"As far as I know, there were only more than 20 thunderstorms in Qushi last year, and a large part of them should be too small to meet the requirements."

"Doesn't that mean that the production of Lei Zuohong Porcelain has never been able to increase?"

"This is the case at the moment." Wen Lei nodded:
"However, we have already started planning for the second kiln. If it goes well, we should be able to start construction next spring."

"By then, there will be a corresponding increase in production."

"It doesn't seem like that much." The reporter frowned and said:
"Can you artificially create lightning?"

"I had this idea, but I can't do it yet." Wen Lei shook her head:
"The various reactions of natural lightning in an instant are too complicated, and the current technology cannot fully restore it, so it can only be a hypothesis."

"Doesn't that mean that the output has never been able to increase?" The reporter frowned.

"Ahem..." Qiao Lao coughed lightly:
"Low production is not necessarily a bad thing."

Wen Lei nodded slightly.

"boom!"

While speaking, there was loud thunder outside, and the glare of lightning pierced through the darkness just before the sound, like daytime.

The twisting and twisting thunder, guided by the lightning wire, landed heavily on the top of Fugui Porcelain Factory.

"boom!"

The ground seemed to shake suddenly.

"It's really..." The reporter stared at the scene and couldn't help but bewildered:
"Spectacular!"

"The wonders of the heavens and the earth cannot be achieved by human beings." Qiao Lao said in a polite way, and sighed:

"It's no wonder that the quality of Lei Zouhong porcelain is so good. Porcelain made with the help of the power of heaven and earth can be regarded as a gift from heaven and earth, right?"

Well said!
Wen Lei's eyes lit up, and she has already considered using this sentence in the next publicity.

"Manager Wen."

The reporter returned to his senses and continued to ask:

"I've always heard that Fang Ci's boss is very mysterious. Few people have seen his true face. I don't know if we can have a chance to meet him."

"Sorry." Wen Lei shook her head apologetically:
"The chairman has something to do, and I'm afraid he doesn't have time recently."

"That's a pity."

The reporter sighed.

Fang Porcelain's boss can be regarded as a legend. In just half a year, he turned Lei Zonghong Porcelain into a top luxury item in porcelain.

Currently,

In addition to Qushi, it also opened a specialty store in Haizhou and Kyoto. It is said that the store was bought directly, which can be called arrogance.

If we can meet each other, it will be a topic of conversation in the future.

…………

half a month later.

"This is a promotional video shot by Mingyi Taiwan."

Wenchang Building.

Wen Lei handed over a tablet with a 3-minute video on it, and every frame of the video can be used as a desktop background.

"If you don't have any comments, it will be officially launched next month."

Fangzheng read it once, then nodded slightly:

"Not bad!"

"No wonder you dare to ask for 2000 million yuan. You really have some skills."

"Yeah." Wen Lei is also very satisfied with the quality of the video, especially the self in the video, who is neither humble nor overbearing, showing the demeanor of a fashion elite:
"Then I'll message them back."

"Go back." Fangzheng waved his hand and asked casually:

"How is the current business situation of the company?"

"Very good." Upon hearing this, Wen Lei was shocked and said:
"Last month, our sales increased by 200 percent to more than [-] million, but because of more consumption..."

"The net profit is only more than 300 million."

Fangzheng was not surprised by this.

The sales of square porcelain are quite a lot, but there are more places to spend money, of which publicity accounts for a large part, such as this time the promotional video is a full 2000 million.

of course.

The 2000 million is not only for shooting videos, but also for some publicity cooperation of Tianyi and the interaction of its artists.

Coupled with the promotion fees of the major up owners, employee salaries, five social insurances and one housing fund, and the consumption of firing porcelain, it is not bad to have a surplus.

After all, it is the early stage of starting a business, and it is time to burn money.

Most companies don't have the confidence to burn money.

"At present, there are more than 2000 million in the account of the porcelain sales company, more than 1000 million in the account of the asset management company, and more than 400 million in the jade business..."

Wen Lei pursed her lips and looked over with complicated eyes:
"Fang Dong, you can be said to be a billionaire now."

Ordinary billionaires probably don't have so much money at their disposal, but Fangzheng has hundreds of millions in cash.

Property values ​​have not yet been calculated.

Just half a year.

She watched Fangci grow from an insignificant small company to such a well-capitalized company, everything was like a dream.

People in the same class, or even the same grade, or even the same school, may not be able to achieve such results in their entire lives.

Compared to Wen Lei's amazement and disbelief, Fang Zheng was relatively calm.

There is a world behind him.

One hundred million?
If he wanted, with his current expansion channels in different worlds, he could even get tons of gold within a few days.

money,

To him it was just a number.

Social status not only requires money, but also the corresponding influence, otherwise it is like a child holding gold in the busy market.

On the contrary, it will lead to danger!

"understood."

Closing his eyes, Fangzheng gently waved his hands:

"Please close the door when you go out, I want to have a rest."

"Yes."

Wen Lei nodded, and slowly backed out.

After she left, Fangzheng slowly opened his eyes again, took out a necklace from his pocket, and looked thoughtful.

The necklace is from Zheng Kuo.

There is an encrypted memory card hidden inside the jade tablet in the middle. Today, he can finally see the contents inside, and he doesn't know what it will be.

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Different world.

There was a sudden heavy snowfall last night, and a thick layer was laid on the ground this morning, and the wheels pressed against it and made an orderly 'creaking' sound.

The carriage stopped at Wangjiang Tower.

Fangzheng lifted the curtain and got out of the car, looked up at the three-story restaurant that opened half a year ago, pondered for a while, and walked into it.

"Master Fang!"

"Master Fang."

"..."

Seeing him coming in, several people immediately stood up to greet him, and Mr. Han in the house even grinned loudly, showing his yellow front teeth.

once Upon a time.

Fangzheng was still rushing to give gifts to the other party, but the other party was still ignorant of the answer, and even the household registration to settle here was entrusted to the other party.

Attitudes have changed drastically.

The reason why they are so enthusiastic is naturally because Fang Ci's business is good enough, and the dividends belonging to several people have never fallen.

At the beginning, it was agreed that the annual dividend would not be less than 50 taels,...

Not long ago, each person was divided into more than 100 taels!
And,
foreseeable.

As long as the year is not too bad, there will be more in the future.

To know.

The annual income of the pawns of the county government is only a few tens of taels of silver. This includes various welfare benefits, and more than 100 taels is already a huge sum of money.

No wonder they are so enthusiastic.

"Mr. Han!"

"Brother Qi."

"Captain Luo."

Fangzheng bowed his hands in return, and sat down humbly:

"I'm not late, am I?"

"No, no." Luo Butou smiled and waved his hands:

"Mr. Fang came just in time. The county magistrate and those few have not arrived yet. Let's sit down and chat first, and wait for them to come."

"Speaking of..." Fangzheng nodded:
"Why did Lord Yan ask me to come here today?"

The former county magistrate had made great achievements in suppressing bandits, so he had been promoted to other places long ago, and the county magistrate, Mr. Yan, took over the position of county magistrate logically.

Master Yan is having a banquet today.

The guests were all wealthy households and merchants in the city, and Fangzheng was naturally among them. The venue was bustling with people, and many of them were familiar faces.

"Donate."

Official Qi pursed his lips, lowered his voice and said:
"This year's drought has caused almost no crops in the four prefectures and thirteen counties. Now that it's cold winter, many refugees have flocked to the county towns."

"If we don't open warehouses to release grain, I'm afraid we won't survive this year."

"Hey!" Mr. Han sighed softly:

"Mr. Fang is not an outsider, but it doesn't matter. The granary has long been out of food. There are more rats than rice in the granary."

"money,"

"Naturally, it will come from us."

"Yes." Luo Butou nodded, his face full of helplessness:
"As far as I know, the Ren family has already contacted the grain merchants in Fucheng, and the price has been negotiated. As soon as the money arrives, the grain will be delivered immediately."

The Ren family?

Fangzheng squinted.

Ren's family is the largest landlord and grain merchant in Gu'an County, and there is even a saying that Ren is half of the city. The grain in his family is said to be piled up into mountains.

They still use to buy food from Fucheng?

As early as a few months ago, the Ren family was hoarding grain, which caused the price of grain in the market to skyrocket, and now it has more than doubled compared to previous years.

natural disaster,

It is a disaster for ordinary people.

For them,

It is a great opportunity to gain wealth and expand land.

like……

"Mr. Han, I heard that you bought a lot of fields recently?"

"Haha..." Mr. Han stroked his beard and chuckled lightly:

"Thanks to Mr. Fang, Mr. Han was able to have some surplus money. A few days ago, the price of good land at the ancestral house dropped to five taels of silver per mu."

"I was tempted to buy twenty acres."

Five two?

In previous years, the price of fertile land was more than ten taels or even 20 taels per mu, and five taels of silver per mu showed that the sellers were in urgent need of money.

"almost."

Official Qi nodded:
"I also bought a few acres. It's rare to have such a good market, but 100 acres is [-] taels. Mr. Han is really willing."

"That's why I want to thank Mr. Fang." Old Han said with a smile:
"Otherwise, how could Han have such confidence. It's a pity that he has no money left, and he doesn't know how to deal with the donation from adults."

"It's only a few months' salary at most." Luo Butou waved his hand:

"Fine land in hand is the inheritance of the family."

"indeed!"

"That makes sense."

"..."

Fang Zheng smiled and said nothing.

In the early days of the dynasty, the world was in turmoil, and the people all had fields.

There was also a Zhou Dynasty in this world. The Zhou Dynasty once ordered that every newborn boy be given a hundred mu of land when he came of age.

At that time, the land was sparsely populated, so there was no problem.

However, as the population increased in the later period, the available acres gradually decreased, and the system was eventually abolished.

In case of natural disasters and man-made disasters, ordinary people lack the ability to resist, and most of them have to sell their land in exchange for a moment of peace.

in this way,

Although they can temporarily avoid disasters, they lose the land they depend on for survival, and can only be reduced to farm laborers for others to cultivate.

Until then,
Most of the food produced in the land belongs to the master, and he can only eat for himself.

They have been farm laborers for generations, and there is no way out, and even if there are natural and man-made disasters, there will be no way out.

Rich and noble families occupy more and more fields, while poor people occupy less and less land, so that only one life is left, and finally...

Naturally, the world is in chaos.

This is a reincarnation!
From this point of view, it should be said that the world is responsible for the rise and fall of everyone.

'The Wei Dynasty has gone through seventeen emperors and lasted for more than 600 years, which has exceeded the 300-year limit for dynasty replacement in modern social history. '

'Now, I'm afraid it's the end of the dynasty. '

Even if Luo Butou and the others are like this, those rich families and wealthy households in the city will probably take the opportunity to buy fertile land at a low level. '

'There are very few fields that are really in the hands of the people! '

"Master Yan is here!"

"Grandpa Ren is here too."

"Patriarch Linghu..."

The crowd whispered, watching the few people coming from outside, they all got up and saluted.

"Everyone."

Lord Yan is wearing mink fur, leopard leather soft boots, and a white jade belt around his waist. This outfit alone may cost thousands of taels of silver.

He walked to the second floor and pressed it with one hand, showing concern for the country and the people on his face:
"This year there was a severe drought in Jizhou, and the four prefectures and thirteen counties had no crops. Now it's winter, and people flocked to the counties to pray for relief from the imperial court."

"As a parent in one place, how can I ignore it?"

There was silence in the field.

Today's banquet is full of guests, except for the well-informed people who came, they don't know why Master Yan invited everyone to the banquet.

"Hey!"

Master Yan sighed softly and said:
"This official wants to open a warehouse to release grain and help the people."

"My lord is kind." Someone complimented:

"If it's useful, I'm willing to do my best."

Ok?
Is this a trick?
Fangzheng looked in the direction where the voice came from, thoughtfully, the others seemed to understand something, their eyes changed slightly.

"well said!"

Master Yan smiled, clapped his hands and said:

"Seeing that the people are suffering from hunger and cold, and living without a fixed place, this official can't bear it, and is willing to spend one year's salary to provide porridge and food for the people."

"pity!"

"My power alone is limited after all."

He lowered his head and sighed with regret.

"My lord." Linghu An bowed his head:

"The Linghu family is willing to contribute 2000 taels of silver to help the people get through this difficult time."

"I also have the same intention." Mr. Ren nodded slowly:
"The Ren family also paid 2000 taels."

2000 two!
The expressions of everyone downstairs became stiff.

It's not that they don't have no donations. In fact, the yamen comes almost every year, saying it's for the people, but they put it in their pockets.

For the amount, there is also a tacit ratio.

Linghu's family and Ren's family belonged to two wealthy families in the county, so other people naturally couldn't compare with them. The rich households and wealthy merchants were mostly one-fifth to one-tenth of theirs.

Even if it is one-tenth.

One-tenth of 2000 taels is also 200 taels!
to be frank.

Fang Zheng said that 200 taels is nothing, but ordinary wealthy households and wealthy businessmen may not be able to spend that much money.

Even the faces of Luo Butou and the others changed.

They also have a customary ratio, that is, as much salary as the county magistrate pays, the subordinates will pay as long as the salary.

a year?
What a joke!
"grown ups."

The person suspected of trusting just now spoke again:
"The villain is willing to give 400 taels!"

"Okay." Lord Yan nodded, his eyes moved, and fell on one of them:
"Mr. Mo?"

The Patriarch of the Mo Family Mo opened his mouth again, with a bitter expression on his face, he cupped his hands and said:
"The Mo family is willing to offer 500 taels."

In addition to the Linghu family and the Ren family, several second-rate forces from the Mo family and the Qi family also expressed their opinions, mostly 500 to [-] taels.

"Very good."

Master Yan nodded in satisfaction, and looked at Fangzheng:

"Master Fang?"

"I..." Fangzheng pursed his lips, cupped his hands and said:
"Fang's family has limited resources, and he is not comparable to the elders, but he is willing to do his best, and is willing to give 200 taels of silver just to survive the cold winter."

"Ah."

Master Yan nodded when he heard the words, and didn't say much.

As far as Fangzheng is concerned, they belong to the third-rate forces in the city, such as the major martial arts halls and shopkeepers. Although they make a lot of money, they lack background.

200 taels,
That's about it.

An hour later.

Fangzheng bid farewell to several people and got into the carriage.

…………

a few days later.

"call……"

The palm wind roared, rolling up the remaining snow on the ground.

Fangzheng was wearing a thin shirt, tossing and turning in the martial arts arena opened up in the backyard, and the strenuous activities made him feel hot.

"drink!"

Drinking in a low voice, changing fists and palms, a gust of wind suddenly rose in the field.

Fangzheng put his feet on the ground, took three steps in parallel, and lunged forward.

"Roar!"

Like a fierce tiger entering the forest, a simple punch turned out to be the roar of a tiger.

This voice is not illusory, but real.

Not from the front of the fist, but from inside his body.

This is……

The internal organs are successful, tigers and leopards are thundering!
Refining dirty!

As soon as Fangzheng's fist stopped, he exhaled lightly, with a look of satisfaction on his face:

"Finally, the viscera is refined successfully, stepping into the realm of the three transformations of qi and blood, and then as long as the qi and blood are condensed into one strand, you can hit the realm of true qi."

"Well……"

Pursing his lips, he appeared in front of the boulder not far away, and pressed down suddenly with his five fingers.

"Peng!"

The half-human-high stone trembled slightly, and a shallow palm print suddenly appeared on the surface, and the outline of the five fingers was clearly discernible.

Fang's face remained unchanged, and he wiped lightly on the surface of the stone with one hand, and the stone was swept away by him like dust.

people,
After all, it is composed of flesh and periosteum, which is incomparable with stone and steel in hardness, which is common sense.

but now,
Common sense seems to be at fault.

"A flesh and blood body is naturally inferior to a stone, but the method of luck can concentrate a little bit of strength and explode, so that it can break gold and break jade."

Fangzheng squinted:

"The so-called Supreme Dao Gene of the Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment Method really lives up to its reputation. I have just stepped into the three-blood refining viscera, and it is comparable to others who have been cultivating for many years."

"Three-blood Luo Butou, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that!"

At the beginning of visceral training, he still has a lot of potential to tap, and his body will enter a period of rapid growth, and his strength will definitely become stronger when it stabilizes.

The chance to advance to the Realm of True Qi is naturally greater.

"Foundation!"

"It really is extremely important."

The Dao foundation he forged is the supreme Dao foundation recorded in the Hundred Days Foundation Establishment Method, and there are very few in this world that can be proved.

"Master!"

At this moment, Wu Hai hurried over from the front yard with panic on his face:

"I just got the news that the refugees in Dongcheng rioted and attacked several streets. I heard that all the commercial shops there were robbed."

"Ok?"

Fangzheng frowned:

"Isn't the porridge already available?"

"Heh..." Wu Hai showed disdain:
"Boss, you don't go out very often, so I don't know. The so-called porridge does not have porridge at all. There is no more than a few grains of rice in a bowl."

"If you drink it, it will keep you full, and it doesn't matter at all."

"Really?" Fangzheng shook his head. He guessed that giving out porridge would be tricky, but it was beyond his expectation that he would not give up even a little rice for so much money.

Immediately sighed:

"Let them go, as long as it doesn't affect us."

"But my boss..." Wu Hai said:

"Xieliu Street is in Dongcheng, wouldn't Miss Jinshu and the others be in danger?"

In the past year, Fangzheng invited them to play for almost all the banquets, and they gradually became familiar with each other.

Even Wu Hai,

He actually cared a little more.

"Master!"

While talking, Old Liu, the gatekeeper, appeared at the gate of the backyard, and clapped his hands in reply:

"Jin Shu and Miss Liu are asking to see each other."

"Oh!"

Fangzheng felt slightly relieved:

"Please come in."

living room.

The two women, whose clothes were covered with dirt, saluted each other, their voices trembling slightly, obviously not yet recovered from the fright:
"Mr. Fang, there is already chaos in Xieliu Lane, and we sisters have nowhere to go for the time being. Please... please, please, Mr. Wang, let us stay for a while."

"It's a trivial matter. I have a lot of empty rooms here." Fangzheng waved his hand and asked:

"It's messy outside?"

The two women looked at each other in surprise.

The extent of the chaos outside, burning, killing and looting are common occurrences, but the other party is not very clear, as if isolated from the world.

The rich man's wine and meat stinks,
The road is frozen to death!
Are rich and noble families so alienated from poor people?
I don't know.

Fangzheng runs between different worlds and modern society. He still has to practice martial arts and methods. Recently, he is busy with business matters. He really doesn't know much about the situation here.

He came back in a hurry, and Wu Hai didn't have time to talk about it, so he naturally lacked understanding.

(End of this chapter)