Heavenly Master, I have a different world

"Woo..."

The strong wind swept the ground, and the grass was subdued.

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

"Crack!"

from time to time.

There is a looming thunder meandering in the clouds.

Thunderous roar!

The deafening roar hits the eardrums and makes people temporarily deaf, like the roar of the gods, echoing throughout the world.

"quick!"

"hurry up!"

"Set up the camera, pay attention to lightning protection, and everyone is ready. If we can't take the photo this time, the next thunderstorm will happen in seven days."

"Did you hear everything clearly?"

Director Ye was wearing a raincoat and roaring so loudly that the staff could barely hear him clearly.

A group of staff were busy in this weather, and various camera equipment was adjusted to the target under the erected 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 them.

in the hall.

The lights were bright and several people were sitting casually on the sofa, as if they had not seen the staff around them.

"Manager Wen."

A reporter held a microphone and asked:

“Does your factory’s Lei Zhonghong porcelain have to be fired in this kind of weather?”

"Yes." Wen Lei nodded, with a serious face. The makeup artist's superb skills covered the greenness on her face, making her look more like a seasoned business elite.

She stretched out her hand and pointed toward the sky and said:

"Only natural thunder and lightning can give the glaze color of Lei Zhaohong porcelain the shape of thunder patterns, and that momentary reaction is the basis for the formation of the glaze."

"pity!"

"There have been too few thunderstorms this year, and only nine of them have met the requirements. Therefore, thunderstorms are only produced and approved."

"After autumn, there are fewer thunderstorms, and the porcelain factory will almost no longer produce output."

There is regret in her voice, but also a bit of pride.

At present, the order for Lei Zhonghong porcelain has arrived three months later, and it is foreseeable that the delivery time will be later.

Book today,

It is normal for the goods to arrive after half a year.

The funds on Fang Ci's account can make physical factories with an annual output value of hundreds of millions jealous, and the profit margin can make people crazy.

"It's so unique that Lei Zuohong porcelain is so unique."

The reporter complimented him, then moved the microphone to look at the other person. The camera in the field also moved accordingly, and asked:

"Mr. Qiao, what do you think?"

"Thunder and lightning help molding. I have lived for more than eighty years, and this is the first time I have seen this method of molding porcelain." Mr. Qiao is a leader in the porcelain industry. His beard has turned white, but his voice is still full of energy. He said lightly He stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"When the kiln opens, I must see it with my own eyes."

"As for Lei Zhonghong porcelain..."

"I don't need to say more. Looking at the many famous porcelains in the country, there are only a handful of them that can compare with Lei Zhonghong porcelain."

"Mr. Qiao is overly praised." Wen Lei bowed her head:

“We still have a lot to improve on.”

"Hey!" Mr. Qiao waved his hands repeatedly:

"Humility is a good thing, and there is no need to be excessively modest. The quality of Lei Zhaohong Porcelain is obvious to all, and I am not the only one who says so."

"Yes." Wen Lei nodded:

"Been taught a lesson."

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

"It is inconvenient for me to disclose the operating conditions of Fang Ci and the sales volume of Lei Zhonghong Porcelain."

"This..." Wen Lei thought for a while and then said:

"Due to insufficient production, Lei Zhaohong Porcelain currently only accepts reservations for three months later. As for the business situation..."

"I can only say that last month's turnover exceeded 10 million. The specific amount is not convenient to disclose at the moment."

"Ten million!" the reporter laughed:

"Ten million is also tens of millions, and ninety million is also tens of millions. The scope that Manager Wen painted is a bit large, but even ten million is astonishing enough."

"I remember that it was less than half a year before square porcelain actually 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 Qu City 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 Zhonghong Porcelain has never been able to increase?"

"That's it for now." Wen Lei nodded:

"However, we have already begun planning for the second kiln entrance. If progress goes well, construction should be started next spring."

"By then, production will increase accordingly."

"That doesn't seem like much." The reporter frowned and said:

"Is it possible to create artificial lightning?"

"I have 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 complex and cannot be fully restored with current technology, so it can only be a hypothesis."

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

"Ahem..." Mr. Qiao coughed lightly:

“Low production is not necessarily a bad thing.”

Wen Lei nodded slightly.

"boom!"

As he spoke, there was a loud thunder outside, and the dazzling lightning cut through the darkness just before the sound, like daylight.

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

"boom!"

The ground seemed to shake suddenly.

"It's really..." The reporter looked at this scene and couldn't help but look dumbfounded:

“Spectacular!”

"The wonders of heaven and earth are beyond the reach of human power." Qiao Laowen said in a solemn tone and sighed:

"No wonder the quality of Lei Zhaohong 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 was already considering using this sentence in her next promotion.

"Manager Wen."

The reporter came back to his senses and continued to ask:

"I've always heard that Fang Ci's boss is very mysterious. Very few people have seen his true face. I wonder if we can have the chance to meet him."

"Sorry." Wen Lei apologized and shook her head:

"The chairman is busy with something, I'm afraid he doesn't have time recently."

"That's a shame."

The reporter sighed.

The boss of Fang Ci is a legend. In just six months, he has built Lei Zhonghong Porcelain into a top luxury product among porcelains.

at present,

In addition to Qushi, they also opened a specialty store in Haizhou and Kyoto. It is said that the store was bought directly, which is very impressive.

If we could meet him, we would be a source of conversation in the future.

…………

Half a month later.

"This is a promotional video made for us by Mingyi TV."

Wenchang Building.

Wen Lei handed over a tablet with a three-minute video on it. Each frame of the video could be used as a desktop background.

"If you have no objections, it will be officially launched next month."

Fang Zheng read it over and nodded gently:

"good!"

"No wonder you dare to ask for 20 million, you really have some ability."

"Yes." Wen Lei is also very satisfied with the quality of the video, especially herself in the video, who is neither humble nor arrogant, showing the style of a fashion elite:

"Then I'll send them a message."

"Go back." Fang Zheng waved his hand and asked casually:

"How is the company's current operating status?"

"Very good." Upon hearing this, Wen Lei was shocked and said:

"Last month our sales increased by 13 percentage points to more than 32 million, but because of the high consumption..."

"The net profit is only over three million."

Fang Zheng 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 the bulk. For example, this promotional video is worth 20 million.

certainly.

20 million is not only for shooting videos, but also for some promotional cooperation with Tianyi Channel and interactions with its artists.

Coupled with the promotion fees of major up owners, employee salaries, five insurances and one housing fund, and the consumption of firing porcelain, it is good to have a surplus.

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

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

"Currently, the porcelain sales company has more than 20 million in its account, the asset management company has more than 10 million in its account, and the jade business has more than 64 million..."

Wen Lei pursed her lips and looked over with complicated eyes:

"Director Fang, you can be said to be a billionaire now."

Ordinary billionaires probably don't have that much money at their disposal, but Founder's hundreds of millions are all in cash.

Property values ​​have not yet been calculated.

Only half a year.

She watched Fang Ci grow from an inconspicuous small company to such a strong capital now, everything seemed like a dream.

Those who are in the same class, even the same grade, or even come from the same school, may not be able to achieve such results in their lifetime.

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

There is a world behind him.

One hundred million?

If he was willing, with his current expansion of channels in the other world, he could even get tons of gold in a few days.

money,

It's just a number to him.

Social status is not only about having money, but also having corresponding influence. Otherwise, it is like a child walking around in a busy city holding gold.

On the contrary, it will lead to danger!

"knew."

Closing his eyes, Fang Zheng waved his hand gently:

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

"yes."

Wen Lei nodded and slowly withdrew.

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

The necklace is from Zheng Kuo.

There was an encrypted memory card hidden inside the jade plaque in the center. Today, he could finally see the contents inside, wondering what would be there.

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Different world.

There was a sudden heavy snowfall last night, and this morning there was a thick layer on the ground, and the wheels made an orderly "crunching" sound when they pressed on it.

The carriage stopped at Wangjiang Tower.

Fang Zheng opened the curtain and got out of the car, looked up at the three-story restaurant that was newly opened six months ago, thought for a moment, and walked inside.

"Shopkeeper Fang!"

"Master Fang."

"..."

Seeing him come in, several people immediately stood up to greet him. Mr. Han from the living room even grinned widely, showing his yellowed front teeth.

once Upon a time.

Fang Zheng was still rushing to give gifts to the other party, but the other party ignored him. Even the household registration of settling here was entrusted to him.

Now the attitude has 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.

It was originally agreed that the annual dividend would be no less than fifty taels,...

Not long ago, each person got more than one hundred taels!

and,

foreseeable.

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

To know.

The county official's annual income is only a few dozen taels of silver. Including various welfare benefits, more than one hundred taels is already a huge sum of money.

No wonder they are so enthusiastic.

"Mr. Han!"

"Brother Qi."

"Luo Captou."

Fangzheng bowed his hands in return and sat down humbly:

"I'm not late, am I?"

"No, no." Luo Captou smiled and waved his hand:

"Master Fang came just in time. The magistrate and those others haven't arrived yet. Let's sit down and chat first and wait for them to come."

"Speaking of which..." Fang Zheng nodded:

"Why did Master Yan ask me to come here today?"

When he took office as county magistrate, he had made great achievements in suppressing bandits and had already been promoted to other places. It was logical that the county magistrate, Lord Yan, took over the position of county magistrate.

Master Yan is hosting a banquet today.

The guests were all wealthy families and wealthy businessmen in the city, and Fang Zheng was naturally among them. The venue was bustling with people, many of whom were familiar faces.

"Donate."

Qi Dianli pursed his lips and lowered his voice:

"There has been a severe drought this year, and the 13 counties in the four prefectures have almost no harvest. Now it is winter again, and many refugees have flocked to the county."

"If we don't open warehouses to stock up on food, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive this year."

"Hey!" Mr. Han sighed softly:

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

"money,"

"It will naturally come from us."

"Yes." Luo Baotou nodded, his face full of helplessness:

"As far as I know, the Ren family has contacted the grain merchant in Haofucheng, and the price has been negotiated. As soon as the money arrives, the grain will be delivered."

Ren family?

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes.

The Ren family is the largest landowner and grain merchant in Gu'an County. It is even said that Ren Bancheng has a mountain of grain in his house.

Are they still buying food from Fucheng?

As early as a few months ago, the Ren family was hoarding food, causing the price of food on the market to skyrocket. Now it has more than tripled 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 land recently?"

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

"Thanks to Mr. Fang, Han can have some extra money. A few days ago, the price of fertile land at the ancestral home dropped to five taels of silver per acre."

"On a whim, I bought twenty acres."

Five taels?

In previous years, the price of fertile farmland was more than ten taels or even twenty taels per mu. The price of five taels per mu showed that the people selling it were in urgent need of money.

"almost."

Qi Dianli nodded:

"I also bought a few acres. It's rare to get such a good deal, but twenty acres is worth one hundred taels, and Mr. Han is really willing to give it up."

"So I want to thank Mr. Fang." Mr. Han said with a smile:

"Otherwise, how could Han have such confidence? It's a pity that he doesn't have much money and doesn't know how to deal with the donations from adults."

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

“The fertile 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 everyone had acres of land.

There was also a Zhou Dynasty in this world. The Zhou Dynasty decreed that every newborn boy would be given one hundred acres of land when he reached adulthood.

At that time, the land was vast and sparsely populated, so it was no problem.

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

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

in this way,

Although they were able to avoid the disaster temporarily, they lost the land they relied on for survival and could only become farm laborers for others.

Until then,

Most of the food produced in the land goes to the owner's family, and he can only feed himself.

They have been working as farm laborers for generations, with no room for improvement. If they encounter another natural or man-made disaster, they will have no way out.

The rich and wealthy families occupy more and more fields, while the poor occupy less and less fields, until 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 rise and fall of an individual is the responsibility of the whole world.

‘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 the history of modern society. ’

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

‘If Luo Baotou and the others are like this, the wealthy families in the city will probably take the opportunity to acquire fertile land at a low level. ’

‘There are very few acres of land that are truly in the hands of the people! ’

"Master Yan is here!"

"Mr. Ren is here too."

"Master Linghu..."

The crowd murmured and looked at the few people coming from outside. They stood up and saluted.

"Everyone, take a seat."

Mr. Yan is wearing a mink fur coat, soft leopard skin 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 down with one hand, his face showing concern for the country and the people:

"There was a severe drought in Jizhou this year, and 13 counties in the four prefectures had no harvest. Now it is a cold winter, and people are pouring into the county to pray for help from the court."

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

There was silence.

Today's banquet was a bit full of guests. Except for the well-informed people, the people who came did not know why Master Yan was inviting everyone to the banquet.

"Why!"

Master Yan sighed softly and said:

"I want to open a warehouse to release grain and help the people."

"Sir, you are kind." Someone complimented:

"If there is any use for it, I am willing to do my best."

Um?

Is this a ploy?

Fang Zheng looked in the direction of the sound, thoughtfully. The others seemed to understand something, and their eyes changed slightly.

"well said!"

Master Yan smiled, clapped his hands and said:

"Seeing that the people are hungry and cold and have no fixed place to live, I can't bear it. I am willing to spend a 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 on his face.

"Sir." Linghu An lowered his head and said:

"The Linghu family is willing to provide two thousand taels of silver to help the people survive this difficulty."

"I also have this intention." Mr. Ren nodded slowly:

"The Ren family also paid two thousand taels."

Two thousand taels!

Most of the expressions of everyone downstairs became stiff.

It’s not like I haven’t made donations before. In fact, the yamen would come almost once a year. They said it was for the people, but in fact they put it in their own pockets.

There is also a tacit agreement on the amount.

The Linghu family and the Ren family are the two largest wealthy families in the county. Naturally, others cannot compare with them. Most wealthy households and wealthy businessmen are one-fifth to one-tenth of theirs.

Even if it is one tenth.

One-tenth of two thousand taels is also two hundred taels!

to be honest.

To Fang Zheng, two hundred taels was nothing, but ordinary wealthy households and wealthy businessmen might not be able to spend that much money.

Even the faces of the first few Luo arresters changed.

They also have an agreed-upon ratio, that is, as long as the magistrate's salary is paid, the salary of his subordinates will be paid for as long as it is.

One year?

What a joke!

"grown ups."

The person who was suspected of being entrusted just now spoke again:

"The villain is willing to pay four hundred taels!"

"Okay." Master Yan nodded, his eyes moved and fell on one of them:

"Mr. Mo?"

The head of the Mo family, Mo Fu, opened his mouth, with a bitter look on his face, and cupped his hands and said:

"The Mo family is willing to pay five hundred taels."

In addition to the Linghu family and the Ren family, the Mo family, the Qi family, and several second-rate forces also expressed their opinions, most of which were four hundred to five hundred taels.

"Very good."

Master Yan nodded with satisfaction and looked at Fang Zheng:

"Master Fang?"

"I..." Fang Zheng pursed his lips and cupped his hands:

"Fang's family has limited resources and is not as good as the elders, but he is still willing to do his best and is willing to spend two hundred taels of silver just to survive the cold winter."

"Um."

Master Yan nodded when he heard this and didn't say much.

When it comes to Fangzheng, he belongs to the third-rate forces in the city, such as the owners of major martial arts schools and shops. Although he makes a lot of money, he lacks knowledge.

Two hundred taels,

That's about it.

An hour later.

Fang Zheng said goodbye to several people and got into the carriage.

…………

A few days later.

"call……"

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

Fang Zheng was wearing a thin shirt and was moving around in the martial arts field in the backyard. The vigorous activities made his body feel hot.

"drink!"

He shouted in his mouth, his fists and palms changed, and a strong wind suddenly rose in the field.

Fangzheng put his feet on the ground, took three steps and two steps at a time, and pounced forward.

"Roar!"

Just like a tiger entering the forest, a simple punch can actually make a roaring sound.

This voice is not illusory, but real.

Not from his fist, but from his body.

This is……

The five internal organs are perfect, the tiger and the leopard are thundering!

Refining the internal organs!

Fang Zheng's fist stopped and he exhaled softly, with a look of satisfaction on his face:

"I finally succeeded in refining the internal organs and entered the realm of the three transformations of qi and blood. Next, I only need to condense the qi and blood into one to reach the true qi realm."

"Well……"

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

"Peng!"

The stone that was half a man's height trembled slightly, and a shallow palm print suddenly appeared on the surface, and the outline of the five fingers was clearly distinguishable.

Fang's expression remained unchanged, and he gently touched 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 skin, flesh, and periosteum, and it is incomparable in hardness with stone and steel. This is common sense.

but now,

Common sense seems to be at fault.

"The flesh and blood body is naturally no match for stone, but the method of transporting energy can concentrate the power and explode. Only by doing so can we break gold and jade."

Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes:

"The so-called Supreme Dao Foundation Fruit of the Hundred Days Foundation Building Technique is truly worthy of its name. I have just stepped into the Third Blood Zang Refining, and it is comparable to others who have been practicing hard for many years."

"Three-blooded Luo Captou, I'm afraid it's nothing more than this!"

When he first enters Zang Refining, he still has a lot of potential to tap, and his body will enter a period of rapid growth. When he stabilizes, his strength will definitely become stronger.

The chance of advancing to the realm of Zhenqi is naturally greater.

"Foundation!"

"It's really important."

The Dao foundation he forged is the supreme Dao foundation recorded in the Hundred Days Foundation Building Technique, and very few can be achieved in this world.

"Master!"

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

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

"Um?"

Fang Zheng frowned:

"Didn't you already give out porridge?"

"Ha..." Wu Hai looked disdainful:

"Master, you don't go out very often, so you don't know. The so-called porridge does not include porridge at all. There are at most a few grains of rice in a bowl."

"If you drink, you'll just keep yourself full, and you won't care about anything at all."

"Really?" Fang Zheng shook his head. He guessed that there would be something fishy about donating porridge, but it was really beyond his expectation that he would not give up even some rice for so much money.

Then he 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?"

Over the past year, Fang Zheng would almost always invite them to play for any guests he entertained, and they gradually became familiar with each other.

Even Wu Hai,

There was actually a little more concern.

"Master!"

While talking, the gatekeeper Lao Liu appeared at the door of the backyard and replied:

"Jinshu and Miss Liu want to see you."

"oh!"

Fang Zheng felt slightly relieved:

"Invite them in."

living room.

The two women, whose clothes were covered with dirt, bowed to each other, their voices trembling slightly, obviously they had not yet recovered from the fear:

"Mr. Fang, there is already a big chaos over there in Xieliu Lane. We sisters have nowhere to go for the time being. Please... please give me some mercy, Mr. Fang."

"This is a small matter. I have a lot of empty rooms here." Fang Zheng waved his hand and asked:

"Is it a mess outside?"

The two women looked at each other with surprise on their faces.

There was so much chaos outside, burning, killing and looting were commonplace, but the other party didn't know much about it, as if they were isolated from the rest of the world.

Zhumen's wine and meat stink,

The road is freezing to death!

Are wealthy people so alienated from poor people?

Little did I know.

Fangzheng lives in a different world and in modern society. He also has to practice martial arts and practice magic. Recently, he has been busy with business matters. He really doesn't know much about the situation here.

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