Chapter 122 Interests and Disadvantages
The quality of the wool is not good, and the color of the woven cloth is naturally not very good either. It is yellow with white, and it feels very rough when you hold it in your hand.
“No! It’s not what I want at all.”
Feng Yong sighed. It was much worse than expected. Not to mention the exquisite appearance of the woolen sweaters of later generations, it was also much worse than his own psychological expectations.
It seems that we still need to continue testing and improve the data.
Zhao Guang and Wang Xun have been following Feng Yong these days, watching with their own eyes the wool being knitted into threads, and the threads being woven into cloth. When they saw their brother holding the wool cloth in his hand, both of them stared blankly. Got it!
Not only Zhao Guang and Wang Xun, but also Huang Wudie and Guan Yinping, who had originally arranged to fight at the city wall, were pulled over to watch the fun - what fun is there in fighting? Watch me show you the ultimate secret of Scientology!
Although the final product made Feng Yong feel a little embarrassed, the two women were stunned on the spot.
Seeing Feng Yong's dissatisfied and disgusted look, Zhao Guang immediately grabbed the short piece of cloth and groped around while praising: "What a good cloth! This is much better than those linen cloths! And you don't even need to plant hemp. If you want to weave cloth, you can just cut the wool from the sheep, it’s so convenient!”
You are a sheep and can I give you wool every day? Weeds don’t grow that fast!
Feng Yong glared at Zhao Guang angrily.
Wang Xun, who regarded Feng Yong as a heavenly being, also stepped forward, touched it, looked at Feng Yong again, and exclaimed: "Brother, how demanding are you? This is already the best cloth, why should you be dissatisfied?" What do you mean? My brother’s thoughts are really the best in the world!”
“Let me see, let me see!”
Huang Ji, who had been staring at Guan Ji, couldn't hold back anymore. She stepped forward and grabbed it, looking over and over. Then she looked at Feng Yong, her eyes were shining, and she blurted out: "Is this the first time Feng Langjun has come to Hanzhong? If you don’t have a place to stay, it’s better to stay with me.”
"No!" Unsurprisingly, Guan Ji shouted, and came up to block Feng Yong behind her, fearing that Huang Wudie would **** him away, "Feng Langjun came to Hanzhong as ordered by the imperial court, when will it be your turn to tell him?" Flirting?"
Huang Wudie had no intention of arguing with Guan Yinping. She pushed Guan Ji away and looked at Feng Yong again: "I heard from Erlang that Feng Langjun wanted a group of Hu people to go herding in Hanzhong? Do you have any other identity? There is some food, if I can provide some food, can I also be included in it?"
You are a daughter of a family, and you are not satisfied with guarding such a big family business?
However, when Feng Yong saw the fiery eyes of Zhao Guang and others, even Guan Ji cast a concerned look, and he understood.
As the old saying goes, money and silk touch people's hearts; money and silk touch their hearts!
Just like Huang Wudie, guarding such a huge family property, most of it is just food dug out of the ground. How can there be any dazzling gold and silver money?
Wool is a useless thing in the eyes of the world. The barbarian people were forced to use it to make clothes, and they would not wear it even if they had sheepskin to cover them.
Now this wool has been turned into something better than linen through Feng Langjun's hands. It is simply a living example of turning stone into gold!
The barbarian people guard the treasure but don't know how to use it. They are really stupid and deserve to die of poverty and starvation!
"This matter will be discussed later." Unexpectedly, Feng Yong shook his head slightly and smiled, "This kind of matter is not something we have the final say on."
“Brother, why is this?”
Zhao Guang was the most anxious, so he blurted out the question.
Before Feng Yong could speak, a deep voice suddenly interrupted.
I don’t know if Feng Yong and his party are the biggest in this city, but they are definitely the most special. Although no one is guarding the door, most people don't dare to come in without announcing it?
Feng Yong was startled. He looked around and saw a middle-aged man wearing armor striding into the yard, followed by Li Yi.
Seeing Feng Yong look over, Li Yi made a look, with a hint of helplessness on his face, and pointed at the man walking in front.
"Uncle, why are you here? Didn't you say you went to the west for inspection?"
Zhao Guang shouted.
The only person who could allow Zhao Guang to call him uncle was Ma Dai, the guard of Guancheng.
“People say it’s better to rush early than to rush in time. If I hadn’t rushed back at this time, wouldn’t I have missed the opportunity to get to know the young hero?”
The man is in his forties, with prominent brow bones and deep-set eye sockets. At first glance, it is obvious that he has some blood from the Xiliang ethnic minority. He has a calm air about him.
“It seems that this is Feng Langjun, who was called the young hero by the Prime Minister?”
Ma Dai walked up to Feng Yong, looked him up and down, and spoke with a strong voice.
"I dare not be called a hero in front of the general," Feng Yong quickly saluted, "Feng Yong has met General Ma."
"You don't have to be so polite." Ma Dai smiled heartily and patted Feng Yong enthusiastically on the shoulder, "Feng Langjun did great things as soon as he came to Guancheng. How can he not deserve the name of this young hero? "
As he said that, he turned to look at the pile of wool piled in the yard, then took the cloth from Huang Wudie's hand, lowered his head and stroked it gently, and praised repeatedly: "I didn't expect that in the eyes of those Hu Qiang people, Useless wool, through Feng Langjun's skillful hands, can be woven into such good cloth, it's really wonderful!"
As he spoke, he raised his head again and looked around the crowd: "What's even more rare is that among everyone, only Feng Langjun can clearly see the pros and cons of this, and is not fooled by the benefits in front of him. It is really valuable."
Feng Yong secretly screamed in shame, do you think I don’t want to keep it to myself? Why don't you dare!
From a later perspective on history books, Feng Yong knew that for the Northern Expedition, Zhuge Lao Yao made all things like Shu brocade into official camps, let alone salt and iron with precedents.
This wool can be used to make clothes, and the clothes made are actually better than linen. The relationship between this is really huge.
Just the fact that he could win over the Hu Qiang from the northwest to support the Northern Expedition was enough for Zhuge Lao Yao to firmly hold it in his hands, not to mention that it was related to the national economy and the people's livelihood. How could he let these little boys like him do such things?
So, there are no human rights in feudal society!
Of course, in future generations, it would not be possible to act recklessly.
Feng Yong has the advantage of being a prophet and can make choices quickly. Unexpectedly, Ma Dai can also see the pros and cons at once. This is called unique vision.
Thinking about it, Ma Dai was able to escape from Cao Cao's plan and stand on the right side after the death of the old demon Zhuge. He couldn't do it without certain vision and wisdom.
Hearing what Ma Dai said, Feng Yong knew that he must have been standing outside for a while, and he didn't know if he saw the whole thing.
As for Zhao Guang and others, after such a reminder, some seemed to have thought of something and were thoughtful, while others were still confused.
"What does uncle mean by this?" Zhao Guang asked directly, "I started preparing for these things when we were in Jincheng, so what does it have to do with others?"
(End of this chapter)