"There's no need to be so polite."
Zhao Long stood up and said," Let's go. I'll examine your blood first before I treat you. Here, pick a few nimble ones and clean them up. Just wait on them."”
"Then, Father, I'll go first."
"Go…"
Wang Jian nodded slightly. He also heaved a long sigh of relief in his heart.
"Young Master, you really have a divine skill!"
Even Zhang Han, who was standing at the side, couldn't help but feel surprised when he saw Zhao Long fiddling with these strange bottle poles.
"This Marquis Wucheng's family has really invited many witch doctors back and forth, but none of them worked.”
Zhang Han said," The outside world only says that Marquis Wucheng's family only sees patients and doesn't exorcise evil spirits. That's why it's ineffective. I didn't expect that young master would be saved…"
"Hehe, the witch doctor's technique is half true and half false.”
Zhao Long shook his head and said," It's really medical skills, but it's fake witchcraft." However…it was not necessarily the case for whoever believed it.”
That's right. In this era, witch doctors were the real doctors. Moreover, witch doctors were actually two different professions that were combined together.
A witch doctor was a combination of witchcraft and medical skills.
Moreover, in this era, people believed more in witchcraft.
When he was sick, he would first exorcise the evil and pray to the gods, and then he would receive some medical assistance.
And like Wang Jian, those who did not believe in ghosts and gods at the start were very few in number.
There were even rumors that he had killed too many people and disrespected ghosts and gods, which was why he had received such retribution.
The more people were like this, the more they would believe in nonsense.
"Oh right, how are the soldiers selected today?”
"They're all the best of the best."
Zhang Han said," Marquis Tong Wu is really determined. There are many generals who followed him back then. They are very good at fighting, and they were all chosen by him. These 5,000 elites were the cream of the crop.”
"Haha, that's for the best."
Zhao Long smiled and said," Later, let's choose the best of the best. First, choose twenty people to enter the net.”
"Yes!"
A few days later, Feng Quji and Li Si finally came up with the exact data of the saline-alkalized land in the northwest.
The bamboo slips and sheepskin were pulled into a cart and sent to Zhao Long's Xingle Palace.
Good heavens…
Zhao Long was speechless. This was probably the difference in productivity. It was so difficult to study.
"Men, copy these bamboo slips onto this.”
As Zhao Long spoke, he threw down a stack of papers." Also, copy the pattern on this sheepskin onto these papers.”
"Yes!"
After tidying up, a small stack of papers was quickly handed back to Zhao Long.
That's right, there was a whole car full of information, and only the small stack in Zhao Long's hand was enough.
Therefore, the book was not as thick as the simple version of the Golden Lotus.
Zhao Long flipped through it and instantly understood the general situation.
There were not many places in the northwest that were suitable for him to use as fertile land for three months.
" Alright, I'll make the budget now. Zhang Han, report to the palace of internal history first. After that, you can bring 1,000 Black Tiger Army soldiers to the national treasury to retrieve things…"
"Promise…one…one thousand?"
When Zhang Han heard this, his expression changed." Young Master, how much do you plan to spend on these 1,000 people?”
"The whole process…"
Oh, the whole…
What?
When Zhang Han heard this, he was dumbfounded…
Did you only use a thousand people to pull the entire process?
How many things could be taken out from the national treasury?
"Young Master…"
Zhang Han asked carefully," Isn't that too little? After all, this is a thousand miles of salt and earth. How much labor and manpower would it take? I'm afraid…"
"I know."
Zhao Long grinned and said mockingly," Let alone 1,000 people, even if we send 3,000 people today, it won't be enough…"
Huh?
So you knew…
Hearing Zhao Long's words, Zhang Han was speechless.
"Since Young Master knows, why?”
"I have my own plans, you don't have to worry about it.”
"Yes."
Hearing Zhao Long's order, Zhang Han didn't say anything else and obediently turned around to leave.
Zhao Long crossed his legs and leaned back with his arms around his neck.
"Sigh, what if I don't have enough money?"
Although he said that, his tone was very relaxed. He even wanted to laugh.
"Of course, let me think of a way to raise money and food…"
Zhao Long's lips curled up." You have to create your own opportunities.”
"Young Master Zhao Long is here."
"Your son greets father."
In the Xianyang Palace, Zhao Long bowed and saluted. Ying Zheng, on the other hand, was smiling as he raised his hand and said," There's no need to be so polite. You must have worked hard these past few days, right?"
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