Chapter 316 Wandering, wandering
“Feng Langjun, it will take at least two months to make paper. At this time, the most we can do is soak the bark and hemp stalks, and we are just about to start soaking the pulp.”
Feng Jianggong quickly explained.
Feng Yong nodded. Although he didn't know the specific process of papermaking, he knew the general principle and knew that it would be impossible to make it in a short time.
“From your experience, can this mulberry bark and hemp be made?”
"It must be possible. After all, Cai Hou also used tree bark before. Although he has never used mulberry bark, the principle is the same. There is no difference in thinking."
In the field that he is good at, Feng Jianggong is somewhat confident, "I just don't dare to say what the finished product will look like."
The tree will die if its bark is peeled off.
And mulberry trees are an important means of production. Who would be as heartless as a guy like Feng Tibi who wanted to peel off the bark of the mulberry tree after eating enough mulberries?
“As long as it’s possible.”
Feng Yong waved his hand and asked him to go back.
He continued to lead Guan Ji forward. When the smell disappeared, he pointed to the papermaking workshop in the distance and said, "Whether I can make paper from that mulberry hemp or not, I plan to make it in Nanxiang." We are vigorously cultivating mulberry and hemp, so we still need help from the Zhang family for this matter."
The reason why Zhuge Laoyao attaches so much importance to himself is actually because Quyuan Li and Ba Niu Li have gradually shown their power.
Plowing the land with two oxen carrying a pole is not only a waste of animal power, but also very inefficient. Therefore, before Feng Yong came up with the curved shaft plow and the eight-oxen plow, the area of arable land was much less than it is now.
Looking at the abandoned land in Nanxiang, you can understand that the Zhang family can occupy 70 to 80% of it, and they were rewarded openly.
The Li family took up half of the remaining bits and pieces.
The Li family originally just thought of a way to put Li Mu on Feng Tubao's bed, and the land reclamation was just a show. They didn't even think about doing it, so they just did it smoothly.
However, Feng Yong’s land has been planned as a pasture and a vegetable garden project for the textile workshop, so he still has to find the Zhang family for the mulberry and hemp.
The last half was left after Ma Di came to Hanzhong as the governor and vigorously encouraged reclamation. With the help of the government, he rented cattle, plows and seeds, and then there were some scattered green-headed Guizhou heads.
With the curved shaft plow and the eight-oxen plow, not only the grain production increased, but the arable area was even doubled than before!
This is just an estimate. As for the real actual effect, we don’t know yet, but we can roughly estimate it in three to five years.
Deep plowing technology has a great effect not only on cultivated land but also on raw land.
How important is this kind of leapfrog progress to the Han Dynasty who only retained the land of Shu?
“If you can’t make paper out of mulberry and hemp, why should your brother plant so much?”
Guan Ji asked strangely.
"Hemp rope," Feng Yong pointed to the big building of the textile workshop in the distance, "In the future, there will be more and more cloth, and more hemp rope will be used. You can't always use straw rope, right?"
Hemp rope is much stronger than straw rope, and it is also of a higher grade than straw rope. Woolen cloth is taller, so what’s the point of being tied with straw rope?
“There are also sacks. There will be more and more wool shipped from Juxian and Nanzheng. It’s impossible not to have enough sacks.”
There is another point that Feng Yong did not say, that is, he has thousands of people who do not farm, so their food can be exchanged for woolen cloth.
But if you wear wool instead of clothes...that would be a retarded act.
It was originally woven, and I needed to change the Maibu to a linen. Isn't that the mental retardation?
But if you don’t wear linen or woolen cloth in summer... isn’t it the same as being mentally retarded?
Hence, my demand for hemp will not be less in the future.
Instead of benefiting others, why not benefit the Zhang family? To be precise, she is the young lady of the Zhang family.
Anyway, when Feng Yong dealt with the Zhang family, most of the time it was in the name of Zhang Xingyi.
In the future, Hanzhong will become a grain production area controlled by the imperial court. Coupled with the deep farming technology brought by Feng Yong, the cultivated area will only increase in the next few years. The increase in grain output per mu and the expansion of planting area will also increase the grain production. There will only be more and more.
Growing grain is definitely not as profitable as growing hemp.
Even in later generations, I have never heard that growing food is more profitable than growing cash crops.
If you don’t stir up trouble while Old Demon Zhuge is still letting you mess around with Nanxiang at will, when Nanxiang is brought under formal management, you won’t have the final say on what to plant.
“What about the mulberry tree? Is it possible that my brother still wants to make brocade silk?”
The highest grade of cloth is naturally brocade.
Brocade requires silk, and silkworm rearing requires mulberry leaves. Since Feng Yongneng weaved woolen cloth, Guan Ji naturally thought of brocade.
Feng Yong nodded and said with a smile, "Wool cloth is for the common people, and brocade silk is for the nobles. Since we have so many weavers, why not weave brocade silk?"
"Brother..." Guan Ji hesitated for a moment and then said, "Brocade weaving and weaving are not the same thing."
"The loom alone is different. Weaving brocade is much more difficult than weaving cloth. Not to mention that silkworms are delicate. If you can survive half of ten, it is considered luck. And the silk spun out may not be satisfactory, and in the end it can be used There are very few silks."
“As for how many years it will take to plant mulberry trees before they can be used, that is a trivial matter.”
Shu brocade is a famous product in Shu. Although Guan Ji is not good at female beauty, she used to be with Huang Yueying, and Shu brocade is an important source of the imperial court, so she also knows these things clearly.
Since Feng Yong wanted to plant mulberry trees and raise silkworms, he had naturally considered it.
He took Guan Ji to a bend in the river and saw that no one was around. He then chose a clean place to sit down, waved to Guan Ji and said, "Sanniang, please sit down and wait for me to talk to you." explain."
Guan Ji saw her brother being so careless about his manners. She was about to remind him, but she stopped when she reached her lips. She looked around, hesitated, and then sat down next to Feng Yong.
The river in front of us turned a corner here, and the water became gentle, like a calm mirror, reflecting the light in the sun.
It is like a wide scarf surrounding this place, and the place where Feng Yong and Guan Ji sit is the top of the scarf.
There is no industrial pollution at this time, and the vegetation is lush. Once people sit down, the grass can basically block them all.
The surroundings were quiet and noisy, with the sound of gurgling water, crickets and insects shouting loudly, and even pheasants peeking out, taking a look at the two strange creatures, and then quickly retracted into the grass...
But there is no human voice.
Feng Yong lightly placed his arm around Guan Ji's waist. Guan Ji's body stiffened for a moment, and then she gently leaned her head on Feng Yong's shoulder. The two of them didn't speak for a long time.
"Like it?"
In the end, it was Feng Yong who broke the silence between the two.
"I like it." Guan Ji said softly, "I don't know why, just sitting like this, even if I don't speak, my heart is full of joy."
“The lover drinks and is satisfied.”
Feng Yong said with a smile.
As he spoke, he sat up straight and looked at Feng Yong sideways, "Although the words my brother said sound plain and simple, when you think about it carefully, they are full of flavor. I don't know how I came up with it."
“If you feel something in your heart, you will write your own article.”
Feng Tibi immediately started to show off, and what he said made Guan Ji's eyes light up. However, Feng Tibi was destined to be handsome for only three seconds, and the next sentence ruined the mood.
“Speaking of articles, will Sanniang sing a song for me? I remember that you sang “The Road to Shu is Difficult” earlier, which was very nice. At this time, listening to Sanniang sing it will definitely be a kind of enjoyment.”
Guan Ji's voice was quiet and distant. In later generations, she was a rare good voice.
"In this situation, it would be inappropriate to sing a poem like "The Road to Shu is Difficult", right? Why not sing "Changgan Xing"?"
Guan Ji said with a half-smile.
Feng Yong did not tell her about "Changgan Xing" at first, but the article eventually spread in Jincheng. She often communicated with Jincheng through letters, so she naturally knew the full text.
Although this article talks about the deep love between the emperor and the queen, when she first heard the beginning of this article, that was not the case.
Feng Yong coughed dryly and said, "Sanniang can just sing if she doesn't want to. Why bother talking about this all the time? In that case, how about I sing a song for Sanniang to listen to?"
“Do you really know how to do everything?”
Guan Ji later learned about this article because the emperor asked Huo Yi to take the message, and then asked Feng Yong to write the full article. Therefore, she didn’t have much grudges about the matter, but this did not prevent her from talking about it at this time.
But when he heard Feng Yong say that he wanted to sing a song, his eyes widened and he looked at him in disbelief.
Feng Yong cleared his throat, looked at the river flowing, and looked at Guan Ji again, "I don't sing well, I hope Sanniang won't make fun of her."
Guan Ji pursed her lips and smiled, "Brother, if you want to sing, then just sing."
I thought that there was no one around at this time, so why not just indulge with my brother for a while?
"The waves are running, the waves are flowing, the river is never ending..."
When I see the waves in the river, I naturally think of running in the waves, and the theme song of "Shanghai Beach" comes to my mind.
There were not many entertainment programs when I was a child. There were only a few black and white TV sets in the village, which was the biggest entertainment.
Although I couldn't understand the killing of men and women on the screen, it didn't stop me from going to school barefoot the next morning. I jumped up and down and let my bag keep hitting my butt, humming and half-understanding all the way. Songs that I understand.
Even competing with friends over which one of them can sing the most like the one on TV.
The older senior students were red-faced and arguing about whether Ding Li was a good person or not.
As he sang and thought about it, Feng Yong's tears suddenly flowed down, and his face was soaked with tears.
Mom, Dad, are you okay?
I miss you so much...
The child is unfilial, I'm sorry...
Beautiful boss lady, I hope that for the sake of my three years of service to you, if you can show your conscience and make up for the pension, that would be even better...
It feels so good to sing heartbreakingly and burst into tears, especially when there is a close friend looking at me quietly and listening attentively.
Repeatedly chanting the last sentence, "I'm still willing to ride through hundreds of thousands of waves, the ups and downs in my heart are enough." Feng Yong leaned down, scooped up the river water, and washed his face with a splash.
The cool river water seeped into my eyes, icy and cool, and washed away all the tears.
Raised his head, looked at Guan Ji who looked concerned, and forced a smile, "Isn't the singing difficult to listen to?"
Guan Ji shook her head and looked at Feng Yong sincerely, "It sounds very good! Although I can't understand what is being sung here, and the rhythm is different from usual, it sounds really good."
"This is the rhythm of the barbarians in the far west, so it is naturally different from usual."
Feng Yong explained casually.
"Brother, are you thinking about your sect?" Guan Ji smiled understandingly, with some fascination in her eyes, "I didn't expect that my brother's sect is so powerful, and there are people who have been to the far west. To have such a charm, I think the scenery and the The Central Plains is also very different."
"You want to go?"
Feng Yong felt a lot more comfortable after venting his feelings, "I'll take you to see it when I have the chance."
Guan Ji's eyes were moved, and she suddenly remembered something. She laughed, and gradually she couldn't stop laughing. In the end, she fell forward and backward with laughter.
Feng Yong was laughed at inexplicably, "What is Sanniang laughing at?"
Guan Ji tried hard to suppress her smile and said intermittently, "Brother...what did you say in the first place?"
"say what?"
Feng Yong was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing. He patted his head and laughed at himself, "We're talking about sericulture. Why have we gone so far?"
As he spoke, he glanced at Guan Ji again and said, "It's just that the beautiful scenery is in my eyes and the beauty is in my arms, so my heart is absent."
“Go! I didn’t know who was washing his face with the river water just now!”
Guan Ji saw that this person was becoming immoral again, and immediately became angry.
When Feng Tuluo heard this, he immediately became angry and said, "Don't tell anyone about this, or I will kill someone and silence you!"
“I didn’t expect that my brother is still very skilled in martial arts!”
Guan Ji glanced over with beautiful eyes, and she seemed to casually snap her fingers, only to hear a clicking sound, "I don't know how to silence my concubine? Should I use Yi Jin Jing or binding surgery?"
Feng Tibi twitched the corner of his mouth, and that was it. He forgot that although the woman in front of him was gentle in front of him, her martial arts skills were so high that even Zhao Guang was often beaten by her. He probably had no hope of surpassing her in this life.
And in order to show off in front of her, he taught her the ancestral Yi Jin Jing and Jun Ti Quan...
The effect of practicing for a few months is more obvious than practicing for a year...
"Don't be complacent. The Yi Jin Jing and the Binding Surgery are the ancestral techniques of the Feng family. They are passed down from male to female, not to female." Feng Yong gave a strange laugh, "You are used to these two body refining techniques. Look. Are you here to figure out how to be the Feng family’s wife?”
“Spit!”
Those words made Guan Ji's face turn red immediately, "Brother, if you talk like this again, don't blame me for being rude."
If you can't say anything, you have to take action. You are really a neat and tidy woman.
When Feng Tibi saw that the situation was not right, he immediately begged for mercy, "Okay, okay, if you don't say it, don't say it. Let's continue talking about the silkworm matter."
"That's pretty much it," Guan Ji was easy to talk to. After hearing Feng Yong's words, she put down her hand again and brushed her hair to hide her shame. "Brother, please tell me. I'm listening."
“Sanniang just said that in ordinary households, only half of those who raise silkworms will survive. Have you ever thought about why?”
“The fate is different, and the house may have bad luck...”
Guan Ji hesitated for a moment and said.
Today is a day off. I will update one more chapter and make up for what I missed in the past. Where's the guy who reminded me of the late update? I remember one chapter is worth two chapters.
(End of this chapter)