In fact, it is the human heart. Needless to say, this is too clear, Yan Song can understand it at one point.

"I understand, I understand." Yan Song replied.

Tian San realized that Yan Song claimed to be a humble position in front of Tang Bohu, which was a very obvious signal.

"I feel relieved to hand over the factory to you." Tang Bohu said: "If there is a future, I will give you a bright future."

"Thank you, the owner of the manor!" Yan Song bowed and returned.

After walking out of the factory, Tang Bohu stretched out his body and mind and said, "I'll go to Wang Shouren's house to sit and make the sofa as soon as possible."

"Yes, sir!" Tian San said, "The making of the sofa is very simple. I will make the sofa before the sir."

Tang Bohu came to Wang Shouren's home with troubles. He hadn't seen him for a while. After the imperial examination, there were palace examinations one after another. After only one month apart, he opened the door and saw three people talking and laughing.

The three of them looked at the door that had just been pushed open. Tang Bohu stood at the door and said, "I'm late."

"It's not too late, no," Wang Shouren said with a smile: "We just sat down."

"What are you talking about?" Tang Bohu sat down and gave himself a glass of wine. He asked the taste and said with surprise: "Is this peach blossom wine?"

"Yes!" Wang Shouren explained: "Miss Zhong knew you were coming to me for a few drinks, so she brought the peach blossom wine."

"She can do things." Tang Bohu thought of her wanting to drink peach blossom wine last night, but she fell asleep. Without taking a sip, Tang Bohu thought of Qiuxiang after taking a sip of peach blossom wine. He made sure to pay attention that Qiuxiang was the first woman she liked in this era. This feeling is different from Zhong Ling'er. Love may start with longing.

"What are you thinking?" Wang Shouren interrupted Tang Bohu's thoughts.

"Nothing." Tang Bohu waved his hand, "How have you realized these days?"

"What are you enlightened?" The monk Wang Shouren and Erzhang were confused.

"That's it!" Tang Bohu said excitedly: "Don't you feel that your soul is extraordinary?"

"I can't understand anything, I don't understand." Wang Shouren looked at Tang Bohu weirdly, "Can you speak human words!"

Tang Bohu was also surprised. Shouldn’t Wang Shouren be a saint? Why is Wang Shouren so down-to-earth? Could it be a fake? He would ask Tian San to investigate another day and make up his mind.

"The palace examination is about to be held, success or failure is here!" Wen Zhengming raised his glass seriously and said, "We have done this."

The three of them drank it all in one go, but fortunately Wen Zhengming didn't say that he would have another cup after he had made this cup, otherwise Tang Bohu would have wondered if Wen Zhengming had also been penetrated by his soul.

"This spring exam problem is tricky," said Xu Zhenqing: "I almost got caught up."

"Yes!" Wen Zhengming also said: "You should think more about writing."

Tang Bohu did not participate in the imperial examination and did not bother to be a civil servant. He dreamed of developing industry as soon as possible, and then saving up enough money to find an island to plant peach blossoms to spend the rest of his life. Tang Bohu was just an onlooker in the imperial examination.

"Brother Tang, what were you doing at the entrance of the examination hall that day?" Wang Shouren asked, "It's so scary. I thought the Ming Dynasty was so scared that I almost got up with a knife."

"O." Tang Bohu made up a reason and said: "Where is the exercise."

"Exercise?" Wang Shouren was still very suspicious, "What is an exercise?"

"The exercise is a drill." Tang Bohu said: "For example, you unarmed scholars were kidnapped and then blackmailed the court as a threat. So we practiced it for the sake of the future."

"So that's how it is." Wang Shouren nodded.

"Did you believe it?" Tang Bohu felt that his excuse was indeed a bad one.

"Why don't I believe it!" Wang Shouren nodded.

"Oh." Tang Bohu had nothing to say.

After drinking a few sips of wine with the three of them, they chatted from Tiannan to Dibei. The people were a little drunk. They put down the wine glass, Tang Bohu and others waved their hands to say goodbye. When they got home, a brand new piece of furniture was placed in front of them, the sofa!

"The owner of the manor has already been created." Yan Song said standing by the sofa.

Tang Bohu sat on the sofa. Although it was not as comfortable as later generations, it was barely acceptable. He said leisurely: "If there is still room for free in the factory, you can add a workshop."

Yan Song: "What does the owner of the manor mean?"

"This thing should be a good deal." Tang Bohu said as he looked at the stuff in the corner of his house. The first experiment of the glass developed was incomplete.

Complex chemical equations are also very important, and I only regretted that I had not been able to doze off in chemistry class.

Enjoying the sofa, Tang Bohu found that there was a missing part of the sofa, missing a foot pad, and said in confusion: "Why is there a piece missing?"

Yan Song replied embarrassedly: "I was stolen by a monk."

A faceless face immediately appeared in the mind of monk Tang Bohu.

Zhu Youting saw the part of a sofa brought by Wude and said, "This is what Tang Bohu made."

"It's indeed." Wude nodded, "Tang Bohu just provided the drawings and ideas, and the one that really cast was the Tangzhuang factory."

"Factory? It's another factory." Zhu Youzhang was a little worried that Tang Bohu's factory manufacturing capabilities could almost catch up with his magical machine construction supervision. Zhu Youzhang couldn't help but feel a little resentful. Why could Tang Bohu build a new firearm? His manufacturing supervision could not even make grenades.

"This thing is for sitting." Zhu Youzhang said around the sofa.

"Report to Your Majesty, this is indeed for sitting." Wude replied.

Zhu Youting sat on it and felt the sofa with elasticity and great comfort, and his face became worse and worse.

"Your Majesty, do you need to call the Imperial Doctor?" Wude said carefully, standing aside.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Youting had no good face.

Wude whispered: "Your Majesty's face turned blue and red just now..."

Zhu Youzing stood up angrily, "This Tang Bohu has a lot of talent and knowledge, but he uses it for such a luxurious and lewd thing. It's really... it's really..."

"So wastes the natural resources!" Wude added.

"Can't Tang Bohu build a few more sharp new firearms?" Zhu Youting sat on his dragon chaise, twisting his butt uncomfortable for a few times, not as comfortable as the sofa.

Wude said shyly: "Then I'll send the sand back now, so that Tang Bohu will become suspicious when he discovers it."

"Stop!" Zhu Youzhang shouted Wude and whispered: "It's so comfortable to move this thing to my study."

"Yes!" Wude replied.

Sitting on his dragon chaise, Zhu Youzhang just picked up his pen and found that it was uncomfortable to sit on the dragon chaise. Should he ask Wude to send back the thing called the sofa?
Chapter completed!