The reminder of Wutong reminds Tang Hao.


    At present, there is not much money and silk. It is quite daydreaming to expect such luxury things.


    Curious to see Tang Hao, Wutong continued.


    "Lord, is our house really built for the public losers? We only get 10000 yuan of money and silk from the Tang Dynasty."


    "A good nanmu needs at least 81 light beams and columns, and it must be hug thick and thin, and it can''t even be connected in the middle."


    "These two prices alone can be worth thousands of yuan, and it is difficult to find a high price!"


    Touching the green stubble, Tang Hao slowly raised his head, and the smile on his face had gradually disappeared.


    "Nanmu is known as immortal for thousands of years. Its texture is elegant and quiet. Its texture is gentle and soft. It has no shrinkage characteristics. It is the talent of excellent palace beams and columns."


    "Gongshu Yishi lives here. Even if it is temporary, such a beautiful and durable house is also a good choice for the academy to summon the world''s sages in the future!"


    Wu Tong knocked on the back of his hand with a worried face.


    "I know the truth!"


    "But this golden Phoebe is the most noble Phoebe in quality. It is very difficult to find. Do you know how much it costs to transport it to Yangzhou?"


    "Human and animal resources can''t be borne by our tea house, wine shop and kiln factory!"


    Wu Tong went out for several days. Naturally, he didn''t know about the glass products.


    Tang Hao''s previous wealth was this seemingly glazed object. At present, the kiln has burned about 20 sets of objects, and he can buy some.


    "The young master is too worried!"


    The old voice, with a touch of peace, came from behind.


    When they looked back, they saw that Gongshu oak was standing at the door of the side room and looked this way.


    Without Tang Hao''s recommendation, public loser oak smiled.


    "To tell you the truth, there are many golden phoebes in the land of Bashu, where the dense forests are lush and where my people live."


    "Don''t say that the Marquis wants a hundred roots. Even if he wants thousands of roots, he won''t talk anymore."


    "It''s just a difficult problem how to transport out of the mountains and forests and how to climb mountains and mountains along the way!"


    The problems came one after another. Wu Tong''s eyes lit up and became dim in an instant.


    "Yes!"


    "This is not to say a hundred, even one. On this road, the steep mountains and the long road, how many cattle and horses will be tired and how many people will be worried about their lives. It is an immeasurable value!"


    Glancing at the contemplative Tang Hao, Wu Tongquan advised.


    "Lord! Let''s go back and ask for the second place. Don''t do such things as anger and resentment."


    "If some people with ulterior motives in the court know it, they can''t participate in a book under your majesty? Then they will be accused of extravagance and debauchery!"


    Tang Hao was not a luxury, but the palace he built really wanted to gain fame with the help of the public loser Yishi, so as to be an important building to absorb talents from all over the world in future generations.


    This kind of material is mostly used in shipbuilding, and there is nothing wrong with preparing in advance.


    After listening to the persuasion in his ear, Tang Hao frowned, didn''t answer, moved his steps and walked to the map in the side room.


    Looking at it for a moment, a smile appeared on his face, pointed to the mark on the map and said.


    "Wood is something floating on the water. Why don''t we have such characteristics in it?"


    "You see, the water area of Bashu is dense, and the Yangtze River passes through Bashu, with developed water transportation."


    "If we cut off the branches, put them in wood and float down on the water, wouldn''t it be easier for the entourage?"


    Perhaps because people walk more on land, they think of land transportation for the first time because of the inertia of thinking.


    This time I heard Tang Hao mention it, but I felt suddenly enlightened.


    The public loser oak standing behind him listened and shook his head slightly.


    "The Marquis only knows one, not the other."


    Between the words, the old man glanced at the golden nanmu brush on the desk, removed the tip of the brush and threw it into the basin.


    When the pen holder first entered the water, it floated on the. With the water surface on the pen holder submerged, it gradually sank. Recently, it has been quietly suspended in the middle of the water.


    Gongshu oak pointed to the basin and said with an embarrassed look on his face.


    "Please look, marquis. This golden Phoebe is not as strange as other wood."


    "The public losers have been keeping company with wood for generations. They know something about this kind of wood, even if they encounter running water."


    Between the words, Gongshu oak raised his head and said.


    "The water transportation mentioned by the marquis will not work!"


    "Think of another way!"


    Seeing this scene, Wu Tong was stunned. It was the first time he found such things!


    The wood is actually suspended in the water, neither sinking nor floating!


    If such wood is placed in the river, it is said to be transported, but it can barely be transported. How can people on board see the wood in the fast flowing river?


    In other words, if the wood is blocked on the way, the manpower and danger consumed by salvage are no better than land transportation!