After hearing Sun Mo introduce the efficacy of the Giant Medicine Pack, Zheng Qingfang was amazed.
"Although giants can't kill people, they are still slightly dangerous, so if Uncle Zheng takes a bath, it's best to bring a guard."
Sun Mo didn't mean to show off the scarcity of the giant medicine pack, but he was really worried about what if Zheng Qingfang was in poor health and was frightened to death by the giant that suddenly jumped out?
"Haha, I remember."
Zheng Qingfang actually wanted to invite Sun Mo to take a bath together, but if he did so, he might be mistaken as wanting to enjoy his ancient dragon-capturing skills, so he did not speak.
"Uncle Zheng, I think you look good. Don't change your recent meals. Just keep eating like this."
Sun Mo activated the Divine Insight Technique, and since its proficiency had reached the master level, when it looked at Zheng Qingfang, it spontaneously gave out a maintenance plan, including diet, exercise, and even bed arrangements.
It can be said to be comprehensive.
Sun Mo took a piece of paper and wrote it down.
"Little brother, your handwriting is very beautiful."
Zheng Qingfang is indeed an old man who likes calligraphy and painting, and he doesn't care at all about what Sun Mo wrote.
"so so!"
Sun Mo's calligraphy is in blackboard style, which is used for writing on blackboards. In the eyes of people of this era, it is fresh and interesting, but it has absolutely no artistic value.
"Uncle Zheng, you must follow this recipe to eat three meals a day for at least three months, and do not stop practicing moderately!"
Sun Mo explained and walked behind Zheng Qingfang: "I'll give you a massage again!"
Zheng Qingfang originally didn't want to bother Sun Mo, but as soon as this kid put his hands on his shoulders, Zheng Qingfang instantly lost his resistance, and felt like he was falling into the clouds, and he felt so comfortable.
Sun Mo first used the blood-activating technique to cleanse the toxins in Zheng Qingfang's blood, and then gave him a full set.
By the time he finished, Zheng Qingfang collapsed on the couch like a noodle.
"Help your master go and clean it up!"
Sun Mo washed his hands and face under the maid's clothes.
Half an hour later, a refreshed Zheng Qingfang appeared in front of Sun Mo. Not only was his face flushed, but his voice was full of energy when he spoke.
"Amazing, really amazing."
Zheng Qingfang sighed repeatedly: "Little brother, it's really thanks to you that I can survive until now."
Ding!
Favorability from Zheng Qingfang +100, friendliness (560/1000).
"Uncle Zheng is serious."
Sun Mo shook his head.
"hehe!"
Zheng Qingfang stopped talking. Some kindness should be remembered forever: "By the way, did you encounter any difficulties during your sudden visit this time? If I can do it, I will definitely explain it."
It's not that Zheng Qingfang is direct, but he feels that with his relationship with Sun Mo, he no longer needs to be so polite. Sun Mo's business is his own business.
"There are several business owners who want to use farmers to force Zhongzhou University to raise prices!"
Sun Mo told the story again.
"These profiteers are still not satisfied after making so much money. They really deserve death."
After Zheng Qingfang heard this, he slammed the table.
As a ruler, Zheng Qingfang's first consideration is the interests of farmers. After all, this is the foundation of a country. As for businessmen, they are just fat sheep raised in captivity. If the treasury is out of money, if they kill a wave of people, if the monarch feels unhappy, he can also kill them.
A wave.
"I think there's someone behind the scenes instigating them to cause trouble."
Sun Mo took a vaccination first, and nine times out of ten, it was Prince Li Zixing.
"No matter what the big backend is behind these profiteers, if they do something like this, they must be prepared to be punished."
Zheng Qingfang's tone was very strong, and he was also trying to reassure Sun Mo that I, Zheng Qingfang, would take care of this matter.
"Uncle Zheng, I have some selfish motives and want to help Zhongzhou University survive this crisis, but more importantly, I feel sorry for the farmers. Why do I have to work hard to grow vegetables for a year and cook them for a year?"
We only made such a small amount of charcoal in the end, and the middlemen made most of it."
Sun Mo has seen too much news like this.
The watermelons, grapes, and various vegetables grown by farmers are purchased by merchants for just a few cents. Even if the price is too low, no one cares about it and it rots in the ground. But once it enters the supermarket, ordinary people want to buy it.
That would be prohibitively expensive.
You're ruthless about garlic, you're ruthless about ginger, aren't they all just speculation?
However, Sun Mo also understood that merchants only do business to make money. Who would do business without profit?
Of course, in the modern era, Sun Mo had no choice. That was driven by the market, but in Kyushu, the government had the final say. If they told you to kill your head, they would kill you.
"what you up to?"
Zheng Qingfang saw that Sun Mo had an idea and motioned for him to speak out.
Sun Mo didn't hide anything and told Zheng Qingfang his plan.
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
Zheng Qingfang readily agreed.
Sun Mo achieved his goal, said goodbye and left.
Zheng Qingfang originally wanted to ask for a painting, but seeing that Sun Mo was so busy, he was too embarrassed to ask, so he took out Tripitaka's Journey to the West and Girl's Spring Rain and continued to appreciate it.
Recently, Zheng Qingfang couldn't eat or sleep unless he admired these two famous paintings for a while every day.
After dinner, Zheng Qingfang asked his servants to prepare bath water: "Go and call Qi'er!"
Zheng Qingfang wanted to take a bath with his grandson, but who knew that the servant came to report that the young master was practicing calligraphy.
"Studying? Are you reading miscellaneous books?"
Zheng Qingfang snorted coldly. He didn't believe that playful bastard could practice calligraphy. He must have acquired a new erotic book and was fascinated by it.
If you don’t learn well at such a young age, what will happen when you grow up?
Zheng Qingfang rushed to his grandson's study. He was going to scold him a few words, but he saw a little fat man standing in front of the desk, writing carefully one stroke after another.
Wow!
A gust of wind blew, and the papers on the table were overturned and scattered all over the floor.
Zheng Qingfang looked down and saw that although the writing on the paper was ugly, it was obvious that he had put a lot of effort into it.
"No? Are you really practicing calligraphy?"
Zheng Qingfang was surprised, and he found that his grandson had a serious air, which was really rare.
The little fat man was so focused that he didn't even know Zheng Qingfang was coming.
"what happened?"
Zheng Qingfang quietly retreated and asked the servant, and soon he knew the answer.
In the afternoon, Master Sun met Sun Mo in the study, then went to the toilet, locked himself in the study, and started practicing calligraphy.
"Sun Mo?"
Zheng Qingfang slapped his head in annoyance, how could I forget this? I can ask him to be a tutor for my grandson!
Maybe his naughty grandson, under Sun Mo's guidance, could change his ways and become sensible and eager to learn.
…
The little fat boy Zheng Qier was practicing calligraphy when he suddenly burst into tears.
"Wuwuwu, am I useless?"
The calligraphy that the little fat man practiced came from a jade book. It was also an erotic book, and it contained the most exciting paragraph. However, he found that he had no reaction at all.
This... this is obviously useless!
I haven't been to a brothel, and I haven't tasted the taste of a famous prostitute. No, I have to practice and train my body to the point where it can support the sky.
So in the following days, Zheng Qier began to work hard to exercise.
Sun Mo didn't know that the aura of a famous teacher he inadvertently released was changing a young man's daily life.
…
In the early morning, the chirping of insects and birds makes the villa area seem more peaceful.
Sun Mo liked this kind of environment. He got up, brushed his teeth, and then went to the backyard for morning exercises.
"is the teacher here?"
Li Ziqi and Lu Zhiruo knocked on the door with some ingredients.
"Why are you here?"
Sun Mo was surprised.
"Of course it's to take care of the teacher's food and daily life!"
Li Ziqi smiled and went to the kitchen. Not long after, a sumptuous breakfast was ready. For this meal, she specially consulted the five chefs at home.
Sun Mo touched Lu Zhiruo's forehead and opened the bronze treasure box.
Got a time badge.
After Sun Mo struggled for a few minutes, he finally chose to upgrade the Wind King's Divine Step. This is a light skill. Once learned, it can increase the movement speed several times.
Ding!
"Congratulations, your proficiency in the Wind King's Divine Step has been upgraded to the professional level."
The three of them had breakfast together, went to the teaching building, and then parted ways at the entrance of the building.
The two girls went to listen to Teacher Yan's beast control and psychic class, while Sun Mo went to the medical practice class. However, halfway through the class, there was a huge commotion on the campus.
More than a thousand people, shouting slogans, poured into the campus.
"There are old people at the top and young people at the bottom. No one cares about them if they starve to death!"
"The leaders of Zhongzhou eat meat, we eat shit!"
"Tell Logistics Minister Sun Mo to get lost, we don't want a shady leader."
The more than a thousand people, judging by their attire, were all farmers with their faces facing the loess and their backs to the sky. They shouted at the top of their lungs, showing a sense of sadness and resentment.
Whoosh!
A total of three hundred eyes in the lecture theater fell on Sun Mo.
Even the students know that the logistics director of Zhongzhou University is Sun Mo.
"Sun Mo is in big trouble this time!"
"I heard that he forcefully rejected the three business owners, and lo and behold, revenge came immediately."
"Let's see how he solves it this time. If he doesn't do it well, his reputation will be ruined."
The teachers were also watching.
After receiving the news, Anhui rushed over as soon as possible.
"Uncles and uncles, what are you doing?"
An Anhui frowned. If word spread about the farmers' demonstration, it would have an impact on the reputation of Zhongzhou University.
Several representatives came out with helpless expressions on their faces.
"Principal An, we can't afford to eat. I heard that you were in favor of raising prices, but that Minister Sun vetoed it?"
The speaker was an old man in his fifties, named Yu Sheng. As soon as he opened his mouth, he pulled An Xinhui into his own camp and made Sun Mo a target.
“Who told you the prices were going to go up?”
Lian Zheng also came. Hearing this, he asked angrily.
"Teacher Lian, we select the best vegetables and charcoal and supply them to Zhongzhou University as soon as possible. Have you ever neglected them in these years? Now on the market, the price of rice and food has increased, and we are just following the increase.
, isn’t it possible?”
Old Man Yu is very tough, even though he is a farmer, but he is not afraid of these teachers, because even if you are unhappy with me, you can't hit me, right?
Being a farmer is Old Man Yu's natural talisman.
Just like Sun Mo, if he beats up a businessman, it will be in vain. He can also scold him for being rich and unkind. How can you let him try to beat a farmer? He is guaranteed to be blackened into carbon the next day.
In Kyushu, farmers are a vulnerable group and need to be taken care of. This is political correctness.