Chapter 330 Paper
“Needless to say, Yiwen and Zishi, with their trust and sincerity, they will probably be able to guard Nanxiang County in the past two years.”
Feng Yong looked at Li Qiu and Huang Chong, "This is the foundation of our brothers, so we have to keep an eye on it."
Li Qiu and Huang Chong looked at each other and said in unison, "I will obey my brother's longevity."
"You don't have to be jealous of Yi Wen and Zizhi if you are trustworthy and sincere. I once said that in Nanxiang County, you can get credit even if you lie down. Seeing that Nanxiang is now the second largest county in Hanzhong, as far as I know , you two must be number one in performance evaluation this year."
The most important assessment system in the Han Dynasty was the Shangji system, also called performance appraisal.
The local chief executive regularly submits accounting documents to superiors to report on the status of local governance. At the end of the year, the county magistrate compiled the county's household registration, cultivated land, money, grain, prison status, etc. into a accounting book and reported it to the court through various channels.
The imperial court assessed the performance of local chief executives accordingly.
"Next year, Nanxiang will only get bigger and bigger, and even Nanzheng will be at a disadvantage. So what you have to worry about is how to manage Nanxiang well."
Li Qiu nodded and said, "What brother said is absolutely true. I remember when I first came to Nanxiang, there were only a few people, and nothing happened for a month. But now, the county government has become increasingly complicated. If this continues, I'm afraid that next year, Nanxiang will It became a Shang County with a population of tens of thousands.”
The pasture is gradually moving from Nanzheng to Nanxiang, coupled with the expansion of Mao cloth for grain, and the number of merchants from Jincheng have also begun to increase.
Simple restaurants have begun to appear in Nanxiang, as well as homes for people to stay, that is, inns.
With the workshops, pastures, the Zhang family, the Li family, etc. who came to Nanxiang to reclaim wasteland, plus some people arranged by Hanzhong Prefecture, the population of Nanxiang now exceeds 10,000, and with the people coming and going, it will double next year It's not that difficult.
"That's what you two have to worry about. If you do it well, it will definitely be a big achievement next year, so just stay in Nanxiang with peace of mind."
In less than a young age, he is in charge of a county, and may become the most important county in Hanzhong in the future. He is even ranked among the Han Dynasty. Who dares to say that Li Qiu and Huang Chong are not young people with a bright future? Talented?
"The remaining three are Wenxuan, Wei Ran and me." Feng Yong smiled, "The Prime Minister moved me to the post of captain of Diannong School in Yizhou. In my opinion, it may not have happened after the pacification of Nanzhong. Let me go and see what the farming thing in Nanzhong means.”
I took the drawings of the spinning wheel loom early and asked if it could be improved to weave linen. In the eyes of others, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty might just want to use it around Jincheng.
But Feng Yong knew that Old Demon Zhuge's use of troops in Nanzhong was a sign of power; after the battle was over, he would also teach the Yi people of Nanzhong to farm and weave, which was a kindness.
So Zhuge Laoyao may not have intended to use the loom and spinning wheel improved by Feng Yong in Nanzhong.
Moved to Yizhou Diannong School Lieutenant, not only rewarded Feng Yong for his contribution, but also later had an excuse for Feng Yong to go to Nanzhong, catching a toad and soaking it in urine, nothing more than that.
There is no need to say the next words, Li Yi naturally understands.
Follow your elder brother and you will always get credit.
“So the three of us and I don’t have much time to stay in Nanxiang!”
Feng Yong sighed, "Sanniang has already written a letter, saying that Zhang Junhou's family is willing to plant all the land they have opened into mulberry and hemp. This can be regarded as the last major event in Nanxiang this year. Let's work together to make this matter a success. It’s all done.”
Before everyone understood what was going on, Li Yi's eyes lit up, "Brother, what do you mean, the paper has already been made?"
Feng Yongyong planned to use mulberry and hemp to make paper, so Li Yi and others naturally knew about it. However, paper was still a precious thing at this time, and they only knew that Caihou paper was made from bark and other substances, but they had no idea how to make it.
So they were unsure about the papermaking method proposed by Feng Yong.
“I made it a few days ago. But Angel Jiang hasn’t left yet, so I can’t take it out.”
Jiang Wan also asked what those straw huts by the river were used for. After learning that they were for papermaking, he just praised Feng Yong for his good intentions for education, but he did not know that a new papermaking process was being tested there.
He thought that since Feng Yong opened such a school, it would definitely cost a lot of paper and ink, so it was natural to open a small papermaking workshop.
After all, after Marquis Cai improved the papermaking process, the imperial court vigorously promoted this method throughout the world, so it was not surprising that Feng Yong could find craftsmen who knew how to make paper.
As he said that, Feng Yong smiled again, "But after listening to what Master Feng told me, the paper made is surprisingly good. I sent Jiang Angel off today, and I just happened to go over and see what the paper looks like. .”
"That's great."
Feng Yong talked about the Southern Expedition, both inside and outside his words, indicating that after Zhao Guang and Wang Xun left, the rest of them would be separated in a few months, and the atmosphere couldn't help but become a little dull.
Now as soon as I heard the news, the heavy atmosphere of the two points was dispelled.
“Let’s go.”
Feng Yong reined in the horse's head and shouted "Drive". The handsome horse neighed, raised its front hooves, and sprinted forward.
“Master Feng, how’s it going?”
Feng Yong took the lead and rushed to the papermaking workshop on horseback. As soon as he got off the horse, he asked this question.
People in the papermaking workshop saw a group of people riding horses coming from a distance. They called Craftsman Feng early and he, who had been busy inside, hurried out to greet them.
Hearing Feng Yong’s question, he quickly bowed and said, “I’ve met Feng Langjun.”
“No need to be so polite, tell me, how about that paper?”
“Back to Feng Langjun, some paper has been dried and ready for Feng Langjun to see.”
As he spoke, Feng Jiangong couldn't hide the joy on his face, "I followed Feng Langjun's method and used the mulberry bark and hemp silk. The resulting paper is indeed much tougher than before and looks durable."
“As long as it’s durable, it’s good if it’s durable!”
Feng Yong smiled repeatedly and said, "Hurry up and let me see."
Feng Yong also wanted to exchange some things with Old Demon Zhuge for the new papermaking method, so when Jiang Wan was there, he didn't see the newly made paper, for fear that Jiang Wan would ask after seeing it.
"yes."
Carpenter Feng turned around and entered the workshop, and soon came out again, holding a stack of paper in his hand.
"Let me see."
Feng Yong took a piece of paper and saw that the paper was slightly yellow, and some plant fibers could be seen on it. He pinched it with **** and touched it. It was a bit thick. He shook it again and found that it was just as Feng Yonggong said. That said, the toughness of paper is much better than before.
It is thick, soft and tough. Even due to the craftsmanship, the plant fibers on it make the paper a little uneven. It is similar to the toilet paper specially used for going to the toilet in later generations. It is really a treasure of the toilet!
Feng Tibi excitedly murmured, almost bursting into tears. From now on, he would no longer have to hit an egg against a stone!
There seemed to be a noise in my ears, and someone was calling me at the same time.
“Oh, what’s the matter?”
Feng Yong woke up, suppressed his excitement, and raised his head, only to see Li Yi standing next to him, his hand holding the paper trembling obviously.
“Brother, this paper... is really a rare good thing! I have never seen such good paper before!”
Li Qiu and Huang Chong also looked at themselves with fiery eyes.
This is someone who sincerely worships knowledge, Feng Yong sighed in his heart.
It was just his last move that made Feng Tibi almost pop his eyes out.
I saw him suddenly tear off a corner of the paper, put it in his mouth and chewed it...
Holy shit!
“You can’t eat that!”
Feng Yong said quickly.
"ah?"
Yang Qianwan looked at Feng Yong blankly, with the remains of the paper still remaining at the corner of his mouth, "It smells..."
Of course it has a smell, you can smell it without eating it, it’s the smell of mulberry trees, but it’s also good because it can prevent insects.
It may have been Feng Yong's shout that woke him up, but he scratched his head in an honest manner, "Brother, I'm sorry. I've admired Han Li for a long time and know that this paper is a precious thing, so I couldn't help myself..."
"Oh, it's okay. Just look at the paper and don't put it in your mouth. Wei Ran wants to learn Han Li in the future, and there will be many opportunities. The paper making is difficult to open and close. Once it is made, it will be much easier later. ”
Yang Wanwan has always admired Han culture, and Feng Yong also knew it. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have followed the example of the Han people and asked someone to help me choose the character “Wei Ran” after I arrived in Hanzhong.
Feng Jiangong watched Yang Wanwan tear up the paper and put it in his mouth, with a distressed look on his face and an angry look in his eyes. He had put so much effort into making this, and it was just ruined.
I saw him wanting to open his mouth to say a few words a few times, but he didn't dare to make a sound.
Li Yi didn't pay attention to this little thing. He turned around and shouted at Bu Qu who was following him, "Get out of here, protect this place, don't let anyone get even half a step closer!"
“No!”
The troops thought something had happened, and quickly dispersed nervously, surrounding the place as if they were faced with a formidable enemy.
Feeling that it was a bit of a fuss, Feng Yong said, "Wenxuan doesn't need to be like this, right? It's just paper."
“It’s because of paper! Paper, brother!”
Li Yi shook the paper in his hand, lowered his voice, blushed and thickened his neck, and almost shouted, "Even that Uncle Zuo paper can't compare to this paper."
"Isn't that true?" Feng Yong asked doubtfully, "I once heard Guan Ji say that Zuo Bo's paper is evenly thick and fine in texture, making it the best in the world."
"I don't think this paper is smooth. How can it compare with Zuo Bo's paper?"
As Feng Yong spoke, he also imitated Li Yi and shook the paper. The sound was not crisp, but rather dull, indicating that the paper was indeed thick.
“So what if Zuo Bo’s paper is uniform in thickness? I’m lucky enough to have seen Zuo Bo’s paper, which is the best in the world. It is indeed fine in texture and the paper surface is smoother than this paper.”
"But it is too rare, and its craftsmanship is said to be both difficult and complicated. The material selection is extremely picky. It cannot be made two or three times a year. Even if it was only supplied to Luoyang at that time, it could not be supplied. Therefore, it seems that Uncle Zuo Paper is precious.”
"But the paper made by my brother is very different. Although it is a little rough, it is thick, flexible and not easy to be damaged. Moreover, mulberry and hemp are available everywhere. It can be made in less than two months. These are better than Zuo Bo's paper. too much."
Li Yi said, caressing the paper in his hand lovingly, and even pulled it hard, "Look, how good the paper is? It can't be broken even if you pull it. For this reason, Zuo Bo's paper is incomparable." !”
“Brother, it’s done, let’s do it!”
Li Yi saw that Feng Yong still looked unconcerned, and felt a breath in his chest, and said angrily, "This is a great achievement, a great contribution!"
Um? Um!
Feng Tubie didn't care about other things, but when he heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, "How come this paper...has become a big success? I still want to sell it for money."
Originally, I wanted to exchange it with Old Demon Zhuge, but Guan Ji is more capable. She has already obtained the mulberry branches from Huang Yueying, and has even started cutting them in Fengzhuang, so she can use this papermaking technique by herself.
Paper is so precious. If you sell it for money, it will be a big income.
“How much can I sell this paper for?”
After Li Yigang said this, he said "poof" again, feeling that he had been led astray by the brother in front of him.
"Of course this paper can be sold for a lot of money, but brother, it is a great achievement first. As long as the imperial court gets this paper, isn't it afraid that all the scholars in the world will return home?"
Li Yi swallowed and continued, "Now that the Han Dynasty is in danger, if we get this scholar's treasure, doesn't it mean that the Han Dynasty is still destined to be his destiny?"
“Let me think about it, let me think about it.”
Feng Yong felt that he couldn't keep up with Li Yi's thinking.
Improving papermaking will certainly have an impact on the spread of knowledge.
But in Feng Yong’s view, this is long-term and silent, rather than something obvious all at once.
Just why would Li Yi think that by taking out this piece of paper, he could win people's hearts?
Could it be said that I have underestimated the influence of paper on scholars in this era?
“What does Wenxuan mean, that we present this piece of paper?”
Feng Yong asked tentatively.
"Present it," Li Yi nodded affirmatively, "We definitely can't keep it. It's impossible for the court to let this method stay in our hands. It's better to offer it up. By then, the court will be with us regardless of whether it's made or not. It has nothing to do with it, but we can make paper with peace of mind.”
“Then offer it.”
Feng Yong nodded. He was not stingy about this, but he always felt something was wrong subconsciously.
Listening to what Li Yi said and his expression, it was obvious that this thing was something similar to a nuclear bomb. If it was placed in the hands of Old Demon Zhuge, would it blow up Sichuan?
When the time comes... Feng Langjun, who is clever in his words and charming, and cruel and ruthless, Xiao Wenhe, is afraid that he will be stabbed by the Shuzhong family again.
“Brother is really decisive!”
Li Yi was extremely impressed.
How much food can this kind of craft bring you if you only have it in your own hands? It’s no exaggeration to say that there are mountains of gold and silver.
If it is a craft passed down from generation to generation, then generations will have no worries about food and clothing.
But his brother only listened to his own words and believed in his own words so much that he was moved and admired.
He didn't know that when Feng Tubao took the paper in his hand, his first thought was not that it was a precious thing or a treasure passed down from generation to generation, but that he could use it to wipe his butt!
If this idea were to be known by Li Yi and others, most of the people present would probably vomit blood and die.
(End of this chapter)