Chapter 308: The **** who wants to mess with Kun Kun
As for why I think of Sang Ma when I look at Guan Ji, to be precise, I think of Sang Ma when I look at her clothes. Of course, it’s because the clothes at this time are basically related to Sang Ma.
Grow flax and draw silk, and make cloth from flax thread.
So hemp is the best source of plant fiber.
Then there are mulberry trees.
Mulberry leaves are used to raise silkworms and silk is used to make silk.
In later generations, mulberry trees were a relatively common tree species, whether in the south or the north, or even in the northwest.
Feng Yong knew one thing when he was eating sand in the northwest. Basically, any larger village would have mulberry trees planted.
Sometimes when training in the wild and unable to eat for a whole day, mulberries from wild mulberry trees and wild apples from wild apple trees on the roadside are life-saving food.
In the desolate northwest, fruit trees that are not planted in farmers’ yards or fields and do not have any specific signs are generally considered wild trees.
Although the fruit grows small and ugly because no one takes care of it, it can at least satisfy the belly.
Most of the mulberry trees in the northwest are planted to harvest mulberry trees. As for the mulberry trees in the south, many are used to raise silkworms and need to be topped every year to prevent them from growing more than two meters.
So Feng Yong is very familiar with the mulberry tree. He has seen it since he was a child, and he has seen it from the south to the north. He also gave himself a bite to eat when he was the hungriest.
Especially when training is the craziest and most hungry time, I go crazy when I see food. I don’t even have time to pick the mulberries, so I just pull off a branch and push the mulberries into my mouth like a pig eating. .
Sometimes even mulberry leaves are chewed casually.
Feng Yong remembers that when pulling mulberry tree branches, a large strip of bark would often be pulled off.
So, the bark of mulberry tree is very easy to peel.
What a wonderful mulberry tree...
If you don’t peel it off and use it to make paper, wouldn’t it be a waste?
Besides, the cultivation of mulberry and hemp is strongly encouraged by the government. It’s perfect!
Guan Ji, who didn't understand Feng Yong's plan, frowned when she heard this, "Brother, why do you need to fight for this breath? Didn't my little sister say that my brother's talent is not here, but in the stability of the country... "
"This is not a matter of one breath." Feng Yong shook his head, thinking that he could not explain this matter to Guan Ji clearly now, so he had to find an excuse temporarily.
"Nowadays, there are more and more literate children in schools. We cannot let them hold wooden boards and slates all the time. It is too inconvenient. Sooner or later, we have to make this paper by ourselves. It is better to make it sooner rather than later. It’s serious, buying it and using it is not the answer after all.”
Wooden boards and slates can only be regarded as the initial learning stationery. If you want to go further, paper, pen and ink are absolutely indispensable.
Guan Jijing seemed to realize this when Feng Yong reminded her.
At the moment he nodded in agreement, "It's my little sister who didn't think it through. The children in our workshop school will have to use paper, pen and ink sooner or later. It turns out that my brother has been prepared for it."
“There are not too many children in the school. They will always need paper, pen and ink in the future. If you keep buying them, I don’t know how much food it will cost. It is more convenient to make them yourself.”
Feng Yong chuckled and did not explain.
However, he was very interested in what Guan Ji said unintentionally. He smiled and said, "Yes, yes, this is our own workshop."
Guan Ji blushed, glared at Feng Yong with her beautiful eyes, and said angrily, "Brother, my little sister is telling you something serious!"
"Okay, let's get down to business. We all have to do the paper, pen and ink ourselves, but the craftsman still has to think of something."
As he said this, what Feng Yong was actually thinking was that if one-third of the children in the school had the opportunity to use paper, pen and ink, it would be beyond his expectation. .
Because even aristocratic families only try their best to ensure that their children can read and barely write.
If you want to go further, it also depends on talent and hard work.
Feng Yong is not a philanthropist. How could he let those children stay in school without any worries and study until they graduate?
Besides, he couldn't afford the cost.
Have learned basic common words and basic arithmetic. If there is no further potential, then get out of school and directly enter a ranch, workshop or even a mine for internship.
How can the flowers of the Han Dynasty see the rainbow if they don’t experience wind and rain?
And even so, they will definitely fare better than their parents.
After all, in the military these days, people who can read and do arithmetic, even if they don’t have the qualifications or background to be a grain and grass officer, are still subordinate to the grain and grass officer.
If only 20% of the people left on campus can remain, then Feng Yong would be very satisfied.
Even if it is 10%, it is a full harvest.
The reason why aristocratic families continue to prosper is not because of the inheritance of knowledge and the accumulation of wealth?
For those Qianshou and their children who are working hard and thinking about living and living a better life, Feng Yong cannot give them the accumulation of wealth.
But he can give them a way to accumulate wealth.
He can also pass on knowledge to them.
Although this knowledge is only trivial in the eyes of noble families, it is simply literacy, and some things such as arithmetic and engineering skills that they look down upon.
Although Feng Tibi’s original purpose was to obtain better quality labor resources.
But as the number of people increases, there will always be a group of people whose ancestral genes may be better, or whose genes may suddenly explode. This is Feng Turtle's biggest expectation.
Whether the ancestral genes are better or the genes suddenly explode, as long as Feng Yong can invest some more, the returns will be absolutely huge.
For this little investment, the smallest thing is paper, pen and ink.
Just like that, you may get a subordinate who is one step further than the ordinary account stewards and comparable to the great stewards and stewards, and most of them are loyal subordinates.
If there is someone who can go further, then Feng Yong would not mind investing more, for example, giving him some connections and resources, sending him to the position of chief official, becoming a county magistrate or magistrate.
Those who are more qualified than superior and more qualified than inferior can be regarded as successful even if they become a small official or a small official.
As for the one who is farther away, that is the one lucky person. Feng Yong went to great lengths to send the person to the old demon Zhuge. I believe that the old demon Zhuge will definitely be overjoyed.
But in the end, who knows how many times you will encounter this kind of situation in your life? You might not even meet one.
There will be at least a few of the second situation.
If Feng Tibi works hard to expand the scale of his own Tibi incubation pool, there may be more than a dozen or even dozens of them.
In any case, the Han Dynasty is short of talents. As long as they can be used, there is no need to have too high quality requirements.
In fact, the most common type is the first one, which is to continue to work for Feng Yong or other masters and live a much better life than their parents' generation.
But even if it is the third type, it is still hope, the hope of Feng Yong's current slaves, this hope is enough for them to fight for their lives.
Well, everything for the children.
To put it more clearly, if you don’t have a career that belongs to your hematopoietic ability, it is like a pavilion built on the beach. When a wave comes, it will all collapse.
So although his motives were impure, Feng Turtle still had a little extravagant hope for the last situation, that is, what if his Turtle hatching pond hatched a few Rokun?
After all, I still have to rely on the big man for food, and I still have to sit on the big man's side.
This is called political correctness.
Later generations often lamented that there were no great generals in the late Han Dynasty. Only Jiang Wei could not hold up the sky of the Han Dynasty like his master.
Although the words are a bit more absolute, they illustrate the dilemma of the late Han Dynasty, that is, the decline of talents.
The fundamental reason is that it does not have its own talent training system.
The north and the east are all backed by aristocratic families, who supply them with blood and talents.
A big man doesn't dare to rely on aristocratic families, and he doesn't have the ability to train himself. He relies entirely on picking up the slack. How long do you expect to last?
So in Feng Tubie's view, since the aristocratic family did not dare to take this path, it was inevitable that he would have to use his master's magic weapon - vigorously to produce miracles!
Oh, I was wrong. We should vigorously eliminate illiteracy and then educate the common people.
Finally, use huge numbers to impact and destroy the family’s intellectual monopoly.
The reason why Feng Yong did this is because there is a precedent. No, it should be called a precedent.
Later generations of the Chinese dynasty also made great efforts to eliminate illiteracy, and then recklessly produced workers who were barely in line with modern industry like an assembly line.
In the end, he created a code name for the terminator of international high-precision technology, and sold the so-called high-precision technology into international cabbage.
Of course, this also has disadvantages, that is, the lack of independent innovation capabilities.
But at least the world economic miracle has made life easier.
With enough to eat and drink, some people who are full of food will jump out and criticize how unreasonable the education system is. It does not implement elite education like their foreign fathers, which can cultivate outstanding talents.
The poison is actually an elite education! At the beginning, the foundation was much better than that of China. How come it has fallen behind after so many years?
Looking at the current monopoly of intellectual resources by aristocratic families, do you feel familiar?
For the entire Han Dynasty, is this situation not a kind of elite education?
What is the final result?
Since he didn't dare to rely on the aristocratic family, Feng Tubao was not willing to endure the pain of war when he was almost sixty years old, so he had to try to save himself first.
An old man who is almost sixty years old, watching his descendants being destroyed by the war, he may have to be chased around like a herd of sheep by the rebel soldiers, and he may starve to death at the intersection one day.
Maybe one day he will die under the weapons of the rebels...
Even if he was a high official at that time, he would be driven from Shuzhong to Luoyang by Wei soldiers. How could he survive with these old bones? I'm afraid I will be buried halfway...
It’s scary to think about it.
So Feng Yong felt that even if the quality of the little bumpkins he hatched was not good enough, as long as the number was enough, they might be able to support the big man a little longer.
At least support the big man until the day he dies.
As long as the big man is still alive on the day he dies, he can comfort himself by saying "I tried my best."
At least I deserve to have played the World of Warcraft map that says, "Everyone is still here, but everyone is dead."
As for hatching Fukun, it means winning a special prize and making a lot of money!
How fierce Fukun is!
Infinite Swallowing and Infinite Evolution is really going to be hatched. Feng Turtle may have to rely on others to visit Luoyang, Chang'an.
So this local incubation pool still needs to be done, continue to do it, look for opportunities to make it bigger...continue to increase investment!
It's just something that cannot be explained, but Feng Yong can't explain it to Guan Ji.
Of course, Guan Ji didn't know that a country turtle had such big thoughts in his heart and wanted to mess with Fu Kun!
She frowned slightly, "Brother is right, this craftsman, I'm afraid he still has to ask..."
At this point, she paused again and looked at Feng Yong.
Feng Yong understood, nodded and smiled, "Sanniang, don't worry. In fact, I also have the same intention. I just want to ask Jincheng to see if I can help."
As for the so-called Jincheng side, there are only the prime minister, the prime minister's wife, the queen and a few others.
Although Guan Ji was sent here by the Prime Minister's wife, her heart already belonged to Feng Yong. The reason why she stopped mid-sentence was because she was afraid that Feng Yong would misunderstand.
Feng Yong naturally did not misunderstand anything. Instead, he made it clear.
Seeing that Guan Ji was fine, he said a few words to her, then asked her to have a good rest, and left the courtyard alone.
Just when he was thinking about going to the construction site to continue working as a contractor, he saw Amei, who had gone somewhere with his fellow villager, hurriedly walking over.
“Master, Mr. Li Langjun is back.”
"Li Langjun? Do you trust me? He will come back as soon as he comes back. Why do you want to report to me?"
Li Qiu is not an outsider. He has spent more time in the textile workshop than in his own county government. There is nothing strange about coming back.
“It’s not Magistrate Li, it’s Langjun Li.”
“Li Langjun?”
Feng Yong repeated it doubtfully, and then suddenly realized, "Is it Wenxuan?"
"Yes."
“Didn’t he say it would take a few days to arrive? How come it’s here so soon?”
Feng Yong was overjoyed and immediately threw away all the thoughts in his mind. Anyway, the Han Dynasty would still have decades to die, so he didn't care about this short period of time.
“Where is Wenxuan now?”
“Going back to the master, Li Langjun and his people are in the hall.”
"Very good!"
As soon as Feng Yong heard this, he ran away.
“Is Wenxuan ever well?”
Feng Yongren shouted before he entered the door.
“Brother is here!”
As soon as Feng Yong's voice fell, he saw a person appear at the door with a gust of wind. He took a closer look, who was it if it wasn't Li Yi?
“I haven’t seen you for a few months, and I’m really thinking about my brother!”
Li Yi has been away from Nanzhong for a few months, and his skin that had started to turn white has turned dark again. It seems that he must have been out in Nanzhong often and got a lot of sun.
Thinking of this, Feng Yongyong couldn't help but sigh, half seriously and half jokingly, "It's been really **** Wenxuan this time. I miss Wenxuan very much too! Whenever there is a shortage of people, I think of how good Wenxuan was when he was there."
When Li Yi heard this, instead of being angry, he laughed loudly, "I didn't expect that I am so important to my elder brother. It's really an honor for me."
Feng Yong then laughed too, and his heart was filled with the joy of reunited brothers.
"I got a letter from Wenxuan a few days ago, and I was still counting the days. It said that it would take several days for you to arrive, but why did you arrive today? Also, why not send a message in advance so that I can go and greet you."
Feng Yong stopped laughing and asked again.
Hearing this, the smile on Li Yi's face faded and he sighed a little. He shook his head and said, "It's a bit unexpected to return to Hanzhong early. I will tell you more about it later."
"As for not sending the news in advance, it's just because when I arrived in Nanzheng, I met Yiwen and knew that my brother was also working hard here and had no time to do anything else. Besides, I'm not an outsider, so why bother my brother for the etiquette of those outsiders? .”
Feng Yong heard Li Yi mention Zhao Guang and couldn't help but have a thought, wondering how Zhao Guang's affairs were going.
It is not an easy task to find a prefect to ask for an account, hehe!
After the two of them finished reminiscing about old times, Li Yi and Feng Yong walked back to the hall together, and saw nearly a dozen people sitting inside, all old, middle-aged and young.
They saw Feng Yong and Li Yi coming in with their arms, and they all stood up and looked at Feng Yong.
“Brother, let me introduce you.”
Li Yi pointed at one of them and said, "This is Mr. Fan. His acupuncture skills are unparalleled in the world. Doctor Fan, this is the brother I often talk to you about."
“I have never seen Mr. Fan.”
As a junior, Feng Yong quickly saluted first.
Although I don’t know why Li Yi didn’t bring any news about Zhang Zhongjing or his descendants, he brought back a man named Fan. But after hearing Li Yi’s evaluation of this person, Feng Yong thought that this person was not Zhang Zhongjing’s descendant?
(End of this chapter)