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Zhao Hanzhang clapped his hands, and immediately guards brought two large boxes over and opened them, giving everyone present a shocking start.

Oh, except for Professor Fu, it was also the first time for Ting He to see so much Liuli. Even the guards who were carrying them opened their mouths. They didn't expect that the box they carried contained such a treasure.

Zhao Ming was the first to come to his senses and looked at Zhao Hanzhang in surprise, "How to refine this?"

Zhao Song also came to his senses, glared at Zhao Ming and said, "Is this allowed to be asked?"

But he also turned to Zhao Hanzhang and asked, "Did your grandfather leave this recipe to you?"

"No," Zhao Hanzhang denied directly, pointed at Fu Tinghan and said, "This is Fu Dalangjun's recipe."

Zhao Song breathed a sigh of relief, and he just said, how could the elder brother hide such a good thing?

Zhao Ming thought about it and couldn't help but look at Fu Tinghan.

Fu Tinghan was very quiet, sitting quietly and watching quietly, as if the things around him had nothing to do with him. When he saw him looking over, he smiled and nodded to him.

Zhao Ming felt that he had seen the right person. Although he was younger than his father, he felt that he had met as many people as his father in the road he had traveled.

When it comes to understanding people's abilities, he feels he is above his father.

So he could see that Zhao Hanzhang was restless at home and that she was ambitious.

Although Fu Tinghan is cold and distant, his eyebrows and eyes are gentle. This is a person who is strong without desire.

Zhao Ming looked at Fu Tinghan, and then his eyes changed when he looked at Zhao Hanzhang. He had been worried that Zhao Hanzhang would dig things from the Zhao family to the Fu family because of his ambition after getting married, but now it seems that he was really wrong.

She clearly wants to poach things from the Zhao and Fu families to strengthen herself.

Zhao Ming looked at his father sympathetically, then turned to look at Fu Tinghan sympathetically. He really couldn't fit into their happiness. In the end, he gave his sympathy to himself.

It's not a good feeling for me to be awake alone when everyone is drunk. The most pitiable thing is not the drunk people, but the sober one.

He was too worried.

Although Zhao Ming really wanted to talk to Zhao Hanzhang in private, he suppressed this idea after thinking about the previous exchange between the two.

Forget it, some things are not beautiful if they are explained too clearly. Anyway, they already know each other.

Zhao Ming poured himself a cup of tea in frustration, and also poured a cup for Zhao Hanzhang, saying, "Sanniang is so clever."

Zhao Hanzhang accepted the compliment unceremoniously, raised his glass and said, "You're welcome, uncle."

Zhao Ming took a sip of tea and felt sorry in his heart again. It would be great if Zhao Zhi was still alive, otherwise it would be better to give Zhao Hanzhang a male body.

If the Zhao family had such a man, he could set off a million firecrackers to celebrate.

Thinking of Zhao Ji and Zhao Yi in Luoyang, Zhao Ming drank a cup of tea gloomily and almost choked.

Tea is so bitter, but wine tastes better.

Zhao Song had already circled the two boxes and took out the glass products inside. Seeing that their thickness and transparency were very different, he couldn't help but wonder, "Why is there such a big difference between colored glaze and colored glaze?"

Zhao Hanzhang looked at Fu Tinghan.

Fu Tinghan explained: "The material ratio is different, so it is different."

Zhao Song looked at Fu Tinghan kindly and asked, "Zhang Rong, how did you get such a recipe?"

I heard that the Fu family is not very rich, at least it is far from the Zhao family.

Compared with Zhao Changyu, who was good at managing and saving money, Fu Zhi was upright, honest, and devoted himself to government affairs and water conservancy projects. Who would have thought that his grandson actually knew the recipe for refining colored glaze, and then did not give it to the Fu family. It was refined in the Zhao family.

Zhao Song almost doubted the relationship between their grandfather and grandson.

Fu Tinghan said: "From the books, some books record that colored glaze crystals are produced after the eruption of the volcano crater, so the inevitable condition for the emergence of colored glaze is high temperature. As for the materials, there are many materials near the crater. Just do some research, read more books, and eliminate them one by one."

Not only Zhao Song, but also Zhao Ming were shocked, "It's that simple?"

Fu Tinghan can't tell them that this kind of craftsmanship that can be made public in modern times is not difficult at all for him. What is difficult is the ones that have not been made public.

But as long as Zhao Hanzhang doesn't require glass that is the same as steel, or other polymer glasses, he can deduce and calculate it. It's just a matter of time.

Zhao Ming also got up and walked to the yard, stood beside Fu Tinghan, and asked curiously: "What books does Chang Rong usually like to read?"

"I like to read books about arithmetic."

Nowadays, few people like this kind of thing. Zhao Ming said: "I have inherited the skills of Director Fu Zhongshu."

Fu Zhi's most famous achievement is the construction of Shenlaiyan, which made Yanzhou and Yuzhou free from floods. Oh, this is Yuzhou.

So Fu Zhi has an excellent reputation here, which is one of the reasons why Fu Changrong is very popular here.

He was able to follow Zhao Hanzhang freely in and out of Zhao's Wubao without getting married, firstly because of his filial piety; secondly because of Fu Zhi's good reputation in Yuzhou.

Even the people in Zhao's Wubao were grateful to Fu Zhi for his kindness in preventing floods.

The more Zhao Ming looked at it, the more gentle he felt about Fu Tinghan. Then he looked at Zhao Hanzhang, who was surrounding his father and was fawning over him. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh, reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "Chang Rong, I really don't know whether it will be me, Mrs. Zhao, who will be sorry for you in the end, or the one who will be sorry for you in the end." You are sorry to me, Mrs. Zhao."

Fu Tinghan: "...Uncle, our two clans are related by marriage, and we are married to each other. Can't we win-win with the Zhao family?"

Zhao Ming's eyes fell on Zhao Hanzhang and he said awkwardly: "I always feel it's a bit difficult."

Zhao Song had finished reading, and when he turned around and saw the two of them whispering, he asked, "What are you whispering about?"

Zhao Ming's mood has improved now, so he likes Fu Tinghan even more, so he said: "I want to give Chang Rong a name."

He turned to Fu Tinghan and said, "I remember you are seventeen years old when you turn over the Chinese New Year, right? You are not young anymore. You can pick a word in advance. If you don't mind, can I pick a word for you?"

Zhao Hanzhang said: "Uncle, you are too late, he already has the words."

Zhao Ming: "What word did he use?"

"Tinghan."

Zhao Ming was puzzled, "What does this mean? Since you are named Changrong, you should..."

"I think this word is quite nice and catchy. By the way, uncle, fifth uncle, I also have small words."

"I know," Zhao Song said with a smile: "Your grandfather mentioned it in his last letter, saying that he would give you a name and seal, and asked me to find a way to record it in the family tree, but..."

Zhao Song looked embarrassed.

Zhao Hanzhang expressed his understanding and was not reluctant, "It doesn't matter whether I remember it or not, as long as my fifth uncle remembers me."

It is not easy for a woman to even write a family tree, let alone remember her name.

She can put down a stroke on the family tree. The third line, the name and the name are good. If you add more, unless one day she rises to great heights and even the Zhao family looks up to her, then they will take the initiative to add small characters for her, and other All kinds of deeds.

Zhao Ming will be in the bowl soon

See you tomorrow