"Imperial Preceptor! I humbly dare to ask!"
"What was that cement you mentioned just now?"
Curiosity appeared on Wang Jinyuan's face as he looked eagerly at Qing Mo!
"Cement is something I invented, specifically for building bridges, paving roads, and constructing houses. It makes transportation more efficient and convenient, allowing all the people to benefit!"
"There is a cement workshop in this estate, and quite a few people are already using cement to pave its roads!"
"If Lord Wang is interested, I can take you to see it with your own eyes and let you assess its value for yourself!"
Upon hearing Qing Mo's words, Wang Jinyuan, the head of the family, immediately lit up, a friendly smile appearing on his face!
"If so, then I shall trouble the Imperial Preceptor!"
"No matter! Lord Wang, follow me!"
Seeing the expectant look on Wang Jinyuan's face, Qing Mo immediately rose from his seat and led him farther into the estate at an unhurried pace!
However, when Wang Jinyuan followed Qing Mo into an area near the center, a faint, unpleasant stench in the air made the head of the Taiyuan Wang Family furrow his brow slightly!
"Imperial Preceptor! This smell...?"
"Do not mind it, Lord Wang! Zhangsun Chong is merely leading people in raising pigs!"
"Raising pigs?"
After hearing Qing Mo's explanation, Wang Jinyuan's face was full of shock!
After all, in the Tang Dynasty, raising pigs was hardly a respectable occupation. Yet the eldest young master of the Zhangsun clan, representatives of the Guanlong faction at court, was actually doing such work in an estate!
Seeing the flash of shock in Wang Jinyuan's eyes, Qing Mo merely smiled faintly!
To people like them, raising pigs was utterly beneath notice!
But in Qing Mo's eyes, raising pigs was likewise a sunlit