Chapter 396: Extremely bored
“What did you say you did wrong? Huh? How dare you cut down Feng Langjun’s tree! Look how I’ll beat you to death!”
“Uncle, this is a wild tree on the mountain, not from Feng Langjun’s family!”
Lv Laoliu felt particularly aggrieved.
“You fart! Whatever Feng Langjun likes, that’s his!”
Whatever Feng Langjun likes must be good.
It is a waste if it is given to others to use!
Feng Langjun can even do tricks with urine and feces, who else has such ability?
So Mr. Lu didn’t think there was anything wrong with what he said.
After following the master’s family for so long, this is the truth that I have concluded.
Having lived for most of his life, he felt that the most correct thing he had done was to take the family members of the dead brothers and the disabled old brothers who were still alive to seek refuge with Feng Langjun.
none of them!
Anyway, he felt that his life was worth it.
Before she came out, Si Niang was already pregnant. I heard from the doctor in the workshop that she had just been pregnant for more than two months—I finally had a child again!
I think that because I lost one eye, had injuries on my body, and was getting older, I was finally able to get off the battlefield.
When I returned to my hometown, I realized that all my family members had been separated in the chaos in Nanzhong.
In this era, if a family member is separated, it can only be regarded as if they are all dead.
At that time, Lu Laozu regarded himself as a dead person. Sooner or later, he would either die of illness or starve to death, and in the end he was afraid that his body would be fed to the wild beasts on the roadside.
How dare you think that you can have another girl to warm your bed?
Even this girl will give birth to a child for herself in the future?
The master's family also established a medical hall specifically for women to deliver babies in Nanxiang. Not only did the pregnant women receive diagnosis on time, but they also specially arranged a special place for them in the cafeteria.
I heard that the food I eat is different from other people’s food. It can not only nourish the body but also prevent pregnancy.
Lao Zu Lu has never heard of so many ways to be pregnant.
In a poor family, even if the woman is pregnant, who would not go to work in the fields as long as she is not pregnant?
Some even gave birth to babies on the ground.
This Nanxiang woman has become a blessing after giving birth to a child.
So Lu Laozu felt that following such a master would be really worth it in this life.
“Uncle, do you really think you married a twenty-year-old girl?”
Lu Laoliu was beaten so hard by his clan uncle that he finally realized that he and his clan uncle had probably sold all of themselves to that Feng Langjun.
After asking later, I found out that Feng Langjun’s price included food and clothing, a warm bed for a young girl, and most importantly, incense.
Lao Zu Lu slapped her again, "That's your aunt!"
Lu Laoliu didn't dare to hide. He glanced at his uncle secretly and saw that the scar on his face could scare people to death, not to mention his age. He was old enough to be a girl, right? You actually still like him?
And judging by Uncle Clan’s tone, he picked this out after he had chosen it over and over again.
He doesn’t like other things.
Only a ghost can believe it!
“You deserve it, kid!”
Lao Lu was walking in front triumphantly, and the two of them were going down the mountain to get oil from Lu Laoliu's house.
"Did I ask you to go and have a look the year before last? You have to stick to this skill. Nowadays, whose family is lucky if they don't just have food?"
“What about oil umbrellas and carpentry work? These are things only wealthy families can use, and they don’t work every day. What can we do after a year?”
"My current salary for one month can cover your salary for a year. Don't you know that even the prime minister has to ask Feng Langjun about this matter in Nanzhong? Now all the young masters and gentlemen in Jincheng are here Think of a way to ask Feng Langjun to take them together."
“It’s a good thing you kid, I found such a good opportunity for you, but you actually did this kind of thing. It’s really bad luck for me to meet such a blind person like you..."
Old soldier Lu walked in the front, talking nonchalantly about his short-sighted nephew.
Lu Laoliu followed behind, responding silently, but the expression on his face changed from dark to bright according to Lu Laoliu's words.
“Uncle, do you think Feng Langjun really built a lot of big houses in Hanzhong, filled with girls?”
"Of course. There are all the girls weaving for Feng Langjun. You don't know that every day when work is over, as soon as the door of the workshop opens, there are endless girls coming out of it."
"Tsk tsk... At that time, it was really more beautiful than anything else!" Old Soldier Lu said, remembering something again, "In the beginning, what those old soldiers liked to do most was to squat by the workshop gate. Watch the girl go to work."
"It was a coincidence that one day the old **** came to me and told me that he had fallen in love with a woman and insisted on dragging me to help him. It was that time that among so many girls, I caught my eye at a glance. I just fell in love with your aunt."
“She was already a steward in the workshop at the time, and was surrounded by several women. Later she turned her head and smiled at me, and I knew she was mine..."
After hearing this, Lu Laoliu almost drooled.
There are so many girls, you can choose at will?
Even when he went to bed at night, Lu Laoliu still felt that a large group of young girls were hanging out in front of him.
I heard that the lame old man who was best friends with my uncle actually married a woman who was knowledgeable about books and etiquette!
Isn’t that the daughter of a wealthy family?
Thinking about it like this, Lu Laoliu felt more and more regretful about what he had done.
His mother-in-law, on the other hand, saw the distraught look on his face and thought he was upset because the oil at home had been taken away.
So he kindly comforted, "There has been no work in the past few years, and it is useless to put oil at home. Someone is willing to give money and food in exchange, that is a good thing. And it seems that the boss of the old uncle is also rare and generous, giving so much There’s a lot of stuff.”
“Yes, yes, Mr. Feng is generous.”
Lu Laoliu felt that these words really spoke to his heart, "My uncle followed him to Hanzhong, and Feng Langjun gave him a pretty girl for free. Now he has my child in his belly..."
Before he finished speaking, there was only a "pop" sound, and Lu Laoliu's mother-in-law slapped her over, "What are you talking about, a veteran thief! Aren't I younger than you? I'll give it back." You gave birth to two sons, why didn’t you think of me well! Woo hoo..."
“When so many people said you were dead, I didn’t even think about remarrying, ugh…”
So after Lu Laoliu was beaten by his uncle during the day, he was beaten again by his mother-in-law at night.
It was extremely hot in Nanzhong in May. My body was covered in sweat and sticky all day long, and I felt particularly uncomfortable.
Even if you take a cold shower, your whole body will start to sweat again after a while.
The black dog at the entrance of the small courtyard was lying lazily on the ground, with its eyes half-open and half-closed, its tongue stretched out and breathing out.
Suddenly it got excited, got up and turned around to run away.
Then Feng Yong’s voice came over, “If you dare to run away, I’ll beat you to death!”
Then the dog-beating stick hit the ground "ta-ta-ta-ta".
The black dog whimpered and stood still with his tail between his legs.
If it could talk, it would definitely say: If I could do it over again, I would never dare to scream those few times again.
"come over."
Upon hearing the order, the black dog had no choice but to turn around and walk over hesitantly with small steps.
“Let’s go and take a shower with me.”
“Woo…”
Feng Yong, who bathed the dog eight times throughout the day, finally sighed, "A bath without soap is not a real bath!"
The black dog got amnesty and ran away.
“Come here, bring me the big jar that I soaked in ashes three days ago. Also, bring me the oil that was delivered a few days ago.”
Feng Yongyong gave the order to ignore the dog that had been viciously retaliated for his bad mouth.
The days of waiting for news about Li Hui were really unbearable. In order to hide the news that Li Hui was not in Pingyi County for a longer period of time, Li Yi had not left the governor's mansion for several days.
Feng Yong, Zhao Guang and others also tried to stay in the yard as much as possible.
Leisure is boring. Feng Yong had nothing to do with the ash of the remaining plants left in the martial arts.
I have soaked several of them, the earliest one has been soaked for three days.
No one knew what Feng Yong was going to do, but Zhao Guang and others knew that Feng Yong came to Nanzhong not just for fun.
So when Feng Yong finally started to order his servants to deliver this weird jar to him, Zhao Guang and others quickly followed.
Zhao Guang and others were really surprised when their brother took a chicken and put it in the jar. The chicken floated.
Feng Yong nodded, thinking that the concentration of the alkali should be about the same.
“Brother, you soaked the ashes in water for so many days just to make the chicken float?”
Zhao Guangxin asked straightforwardly.
Feng Yong glanced at him and said, "If you put enough salt into the water, the chicken will float on the spot. Why should I bother to put a chicken in the water?"
“Is there such a thing?”
“If you don’t believe me, try it.”
After hearing this, Zhao Guang looked eager to try, but when he saw Feng Yong picking up the eggs and putting them aside without stopping, and then began to lift the jar to pour the gray water, he had to suppress his curiosity and continue to try to see Feng clearly. Yong what to do.
The filter made of silk has a good filtration effect. The turbid gray water of vegetation has been filtered out the residue, and the color is somewhat brown.
Yang Wanwan felt heartbroken when he saw it. It was silk. Even in his family, there were not many clothes made of silk. How could he be ruined like this by his brother?
Zhao Guang and Wang Xun, however, don't care - the dividends in the workshop have made them no longer a young man with a shallow vision.
Get some silk to play with, it’s a joke!
“Brother, why don’t you use an iron pot?”
Looking at Feng Yong pouring the filtered gray water into the clay pot, and then starting to let people light a fire underneath, Zhao Guang couldn't help but ask.
No matter where they go now, they have to ask their servants to carry Fengzhuang's specialty iron pot.
Without it, you can’t eat anything.
The weather was already hot, and coupled with the constant stirring after pouring the tung oil, Feng Yong, who had just finished taking a shower, began to sweat all over his body.
Hearing that Zhao Guang was so energetic and started to squeak again, he immediately threw the stirring stick and said to him, "Come here!"
Zhao Guang likes his brother to make novel things the most. When he heard Feng Yong's instructions, he quickly stepped forward and kept stirring like Feng Yong had just done.
While still in the mood, he turned around and asked, "Brother, how long are you going to keep stirring like this?"
“Soon, only two or three hours.”
Feng Yong squinted his eyes and said casually.
Water and oil are incompatible and require constant stirring so that the saponification reaction can be sufficient.
Otherwise, the products produced by incomplete saponification cannot be used at all.
“Two or three hours, it’s not that difficult.”
Zhao Guangda said carelessly.
Haha, Feng Yong sneered and said nothing.
Even though this stirring does not require much effort, if it does not stop for a moment, if it really lasts for two or three hours, he will not be able to raise his hand again.
In addition, it was a hot day and I had to stand by the fire. I would feel dizzy in one hour, sweating and exhausted in two hours, and no one could stand even in three hours.
“Brother, what are you doing?”
Zhao Guang, who was completely unaware of Feng Yong's vicious thoughts, asked in a mood.
“Make soap.”
“What is soap?”
“It’s the same as the soap locust used for laundry, but this one can also be used to clean the body. It’s a pity that I don’t have any spices on hand. It would be better if I had spices.”
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“Brother, why do I feel a little tired...”
“It doesn’t matter, it’s only been an hour.”
“My little brother’s clothes are soaked...”
“Well, it’s okay, the sun is past midday, and it won’t be so hot after a while.”
Feng Yong yawned and said lazily.
Although Feng Yong had long wanted to make soap, he suffered from the lack of suitable raw materials on hand.
Although it is not impossible to use lard, if he really dares to use fat meat and boil it in oil to make such a thing, maybe Zhuge Lao Yao will beat him with a stick until he becomes paralyzed.
For people of this era, fat meat is the most delicious thing.
And the oil made from fat meat is something only rich people can use.
If Feng Yongzhen dared to use anointing oil to make soap, that would be Hong Guoguo's way of showing off his wealth. It would be a more powerful way of showing off his wealth than later generations going to the street to find an old man who had fallen down to help him, and it would be the most sinful way of showing off his wealth.
This is the kind of death-seeking behavior that will make everyone in the world extremely angry.
As for those later generations who showed off their wealth, it is not worth mentioning at all.
Zhuge Lao Yao knocked him half paralyzed, and even made countless jealous people clap their hands and cheered, feeling really relieved.
Even now, there are probably many people who covet the things in Feng's house, so they are trying to kill Feng Yong.
It's just that Feng Yong has long known that his foundation is too shallow, and he never thought of being a solitary person from the beginning, so now he has a large group of people to help him block all kinds of open and covert attacks.
Otherwise, look at Deng Tong and Shi Chong, which one will end well?
Shi Chong didn’t realize until he died that others wanted to kill him because his family was as rich as the country and he didn’t know how to keep a low profile.
Hence the exclamation: slaves benefit my family wealth.
Then he was ridiculed: If you know that wealth can cause harm, why not get rid of it early?
Let's look at Tao Zhugong again. He scattered his family wealth three times, but he ended up with a happy ending.
Besides, even if you raise so many pigs in Hanzhong, if you really boil out lard to make soap, you are afraid that slaves will secretly stuff the lard into their mouths and eat it during the manufacturing process.
Anointed and fat, is this a joke?
In this day and age, it is wise to eat enough first.
Feng Yongcai would not be so stupid as to use edible things as luxuries.
Children of superiors should behave like disciples of superiors.
Taking useless things and making them into useful things is a necessary skill for a true master.
Tung oil can cause poisoning if eaten, so using it to make soap will not cause that kind of trouble.
More importantly, making soap must follow the route of large-scale industrialization, and Nanzhong is an important producing area of tung oil, which can provide enough raw materials.
I have tried my best to give the people of Nanzhong an extra income. In the process of serving the people, I can also earn some pocket money for myself and my friends. What’s the problem?
Besides, if we want to develop Nanzhong, how can we just plant sugar cane? Of course we need to diversify the industry!
(End of this chapter)