In the end, both parties came to an agreement. In the afternoon, three cars arrived, and more than a dozen people alighted to carry the four secret manuals and a text comparison table that Ren Baqian had written before into a password-protected box. At the same time, they left behind a memo stating that the big shots would recognize today's conditions in the future.
Of course, no one knew what would happen when the time came. No one could predict something that far in the future.
Ren Baqian felt a lot more relaxed after settling the matter. He felt the cool breeze blowing in from the window. In the past, after experiencing a harsh winter, it would feel good when the flowers bloomed in the spring. It was as if the bodily functions of the body had become more active.
However, he didn't feel much after returning from Dayao. After all, the temperature in Dayao during winter was almost the same as summer here. There wasn't even the slightest bit of bleakness. Naturally, he didn't feel as if his body and heart had been revived after experiencing a cold and bleak winter.
He casually looked at the news on his phone and suddenly realized that the hover motorcycles that were equipped with in the rich nation last year were actually ready to be launched on the market.
In the past, it took a long time for an item to be launched on the market. However, he only spent half the time, so he felt that it was much faster.
"This thing is quite interesting!" Ren Baqian carefully looked at the parameters of the hover motorcycles. It mainly used a drone to lift the body of the vehicle and could fly at a height of a few to ten meters above the ground.
"What is it?" The empress heard Ren Baqian's voice and stretched her head over. The two of them were almost touching.
This distance was already considered normal for the two of them, and neither of them felt that there was anything wrong with it.
"This is a flying motorcycle that can fly at a distance of a few to ten meters above the ground. It's quite interesting. In the future, we won't have to worry about crowds on the streets." Ren Baqian showed her the item on his phone and laughed.
The empress's eyes began to shine as if it was something very interesting. "I want this!"
The empress immediately made the decision.
This thing could fly at a height of ten meters. It was a little dangerous for ordinary people, but it wasn't a problem for the empress. Even ordinary aboriginals wouldn't be too worried.
However, it consumed too much electricity. It could only fly for about half an hour with a full charge, and its speed wasn't fast either. It could only be considered an oversized toy at a speed of 48 kilometers per hour.
"It seems that we have to speed up the installation of electricity in the palace." Ren Baqian started to use his phone to search for solar energy storage batteries. After all, he still needed electricity to play with some interesting things, such as this flying motorcycle.
After searching for a long time, he finally found a battery that met his requirements. It had a capacity of 3000AH, which was equivalent to 36 kWh of electricity. One battery was equivalent to ten ordinary batteries that he used before.
The empress could switch on the air conditioner and look at her laptop. At the same time, she could switch on those light strips. This was enough for her.
The weight was 255 kilograms. Although it was a bit heavy, it could still be taken away.
At the thought of this, Ren Baqian immediately called the manufacturer. After making some inquiries, he ordered 10 of these batteries, 100 ordinary batteries, and a set of solar crystal panels. Then, he found another merchant and ordered 100 sets of street lighting equipment.
Then, he went to a rental website to look for a storage unit.
For the next two days, he was busy with this matter. First, he rented a warehouse in the suburbs. Then, he asked the two merchants to transport the goods to the warehouse by truck. Through Chen Qing, he hired two security guards to guard the warehouse.
None of this could be hidden from the public, and the nation would easily find out. Ren Baqian didn't care either. What's wrong with batteries? Why can't I use my phone or something? It would be strange if the Blessed Enclave had electricity.
After getting someone to send a battery to his house, he and the empress returned to Yangxin Palace Hall.
Currently, he had more than 300 kilograms of strength. It was just enough to bring back the battery, the empress, and a small portion of the empress's snacks.
With this battery, the electricity problem in Yangxin Palace Hall was completely solved. With 3000AH of electricity, even if all the light strips were switched on, it would still be enough to last for eight hours. Just three batteries would be enough to last for an entire day.
Furthermore, he had ordered 10 batteries. Even the spare batteries were sufficient. Ren Baqian could once again enjoy the days of electric lights and air conditioner.
Ten of these batteries would take about ten trips. It would take close to two months in Dayao, and half a year on Earth.
Next, he still had to bring those street lighting equipment and ordinary batteries over. Within half a year, Dayao should be able to complete all the street lighting projects in the palace.
Although it would take a long time, the scenery in the palace would definitely be exceptionally beautiful. Ren Baqian was also filled with anticipation.
This was a mid-term plan. In the short term, the school at Black Bamboo Academy would start the day after tomorrow, on the 6th of January.
He would welcome a group of useless second-generation students.
On the morning of the 6th, Ren Baqian woke up early, washed up, ate his breakfast, and left the palace for Black Bamboo Academy under the accompaniment of the guards.
It was a rather big and empty courtyard. There were three bungalows in the middle, and there were still buildings under construction at the back. At the corner of the courtyard, there was a frame with a few pulleys on it.
Although the courtyard was leveled, it wasn't neat. After all, the construction had not been completed. Transporting sand, cement, and red bricks would make the courtyard very dirty.
Ren Baqian looked at his watch. It was half past seven. There was still half an hour before eight.
However, none of this batch of useless second-generation students came early. They really didn't know how to respect their teachers.
But, it didn't matter. They would understand after leaving this place.
Ren Baqian believed that he would educate them into a new generation of aboriginals who were well-developed morally, intellectually, physically, and aesthetically.
After he finished pondering, he saw a few youths walking in his direction. There were four men and one woman. They were dressed like ordinary people, and they should be some of the commoners who were selected later.
When they got closer, Ren Baqian asked for their names and confirmed that it was true.
Subsequently, more people came in succession. The first to arrive were all commoners, and there were a total of 19 of them. Including the people sent by the court officials, there were a total of 50 people.
When it was almost eight o 'clock, Ren Baqian saw a youth riding a fork-horned cow staggering over. When the cow got in front of Ren Baqian, Ren Baqian could smell the stench of alcohol.
"Name?" Ren Baqian asked expressionlessly.
"Tie Jiaxiong." When that youth saw the person in front of him, he restrained himself and said respectfully.
Although he wasn't willing to come here to learn anything messy, he still had to pay attention to the person in front of him.
"Go in and find a place to sit, the house in the middle." Ren Baqian pointed to the back, and that Tie Jiaxiong quickly went in.
After him, the others arrived one after another. Many of them brought along their servants, and more than half of them were late. Furthermore, a few of them reeked of alcohol and had a look of disapproval on their faces. They were only here because of their family's instructions, just like Tie Jiaxiong.
Ren Baqian sneered in his heart. What a bunch of idiots. Here, I will let you know why the flowers are so red.
Tong Lan bounced to Ren Baqian and greeted him, "You good-for-nothing!"
"I'm your teacher here, so you have to call me Master. Otherwise, you will either be beaten with a ruler or brought back by Sir Tong, "Ren Baqian said with a straight face.
Tong Lan bared her canine teeth, and in a flash, she went into the courtyard. She even turned around and snorted at Ren Baqian before arrogantly walking into the room with the loudest voice.
Following that, there was Shi Gan, the youngest son of Great Elder Shi Qing. Although he was only 12 years old, he wasn't short and was about the same height as Ren Baqian. He looked rather simple and honest, but Ren Baqian remembered that he threw his shoe at him. This fellow wasn't a good person either.
After everyone arrived, Ren Baqian turned around and closed the door, isolating the servants' gazes from the outside.
The inside and outside were two different worlds.
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