Chapter 317 Roaming, wandering

   "Feng Langjun, it will take at least two months for this paper to be produced. At this time, at most, the bark and hemp stalks are soaked, and the pulp is just ready to start."

  Jianggong Feng 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 while.

   "From your experience, can this mulberry and hemp be made?"

   "Success is definitely possible. After all, Marquis Cai used to use bark. Although he has never used mulberry bark, the principles are the same, and there is no difference in thinking."

   In the field he is good at, Feng Jianggong is somewhat confident, "It's just that the villain really dare not say what the finished product looks like."

  The tree is peeled off, that is to die.

   And the mulberry tree is an important means of production. Who would be as heartless as Feng Tubie, who is full of mulberries and wants to peel the bark of the mulberry tree?

   "As long as you can do it."

  Feng Yong waved his hand, telling him to go back.

He continued to take Guan Ji forward, and when the smell disappeared, he pointed to the paper-making workshop in the distance and said, "Whether you can make paper from that mulberry or not, I plan to make paper in Nanxiang Plant mulberry hemp vigorously, so, this matter still needs the Zhang family's help."

  The reason why Zhuge Old Demon values ​​himself so much is because Qu Yuanli and Ba Niuli have gradually revealed their power.

  Plowing the land with two oxen carrying a bar is not only a waste of animal power, but also very inefficient. Therefore, before Feng Yong produced the Quyuan plow and the eight ox plow, the area of ​​arable land was much less than it is now.

  Looking at Nanxiang’s wasteland before, one can understand that the Zhang family can take up 70% to 80% of the land, and they still reward it clearly.

  The Li family took up half of the remaining corners.

  The Li family originally just thought of a way to put Li Mu on Feng Tubie's couch, and the land reclamation was just for show.

  However, Feng Yong has already planned their land as a pasture and a vegetable garden project for a textile workshop, so for mulberry hemp, I still have to find Zhang's family.

  The last remaining half is that after Ma Di came to Hanzhong as the prefect, he vigorously encouraged land reclamation. With the help of the government, he rented cattle, plows and seeds.

   With the Quyuan plow and Ba Niu plow, not only the grain production increased, but even the arable area was twice as much as 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 leap-forward progress to the great Han who only retains the land of Shu?

   "If mulberry can't make paper, why do you want to grow so much?"

  Guan Ji asked strangely.

   "Hemp rope," Feng Yong pointed to the big house of the textile workshop in the distance, "There will be more and more cloth in the future, and more hemp rope will be used. Can't we always use straw rope?"

  The hemp rope is much stronger than the straw rope, and it is also of higher grade than the straw rope. The woolen cloth is taller, so what’s the matter with the straw rope?

   "There are still sacks. There will be more and more wool shipped from Ju County and Nanzheng. There will be no enough sacks."

   There is another point that Feng Yong didn't say, that is, he has thousands of people under his command, and they don't farm the land, so they can get wool in exchange for food.

  But if you also use wool for clothes...that is mentally retarded behavior.

   We were originally weaving cloth, but we still have to exchange wool cloth for linen cloth. Isn’t that mentally handicapped or what?

  But not wearing linen and wool in summer... Isn’t it mentally retarded?

  So my demand for hemp will not be less in the future.

  Instead of making it cheaper for others, why not make it cheaper for the Zhang family? To be precise, it is the young lady of the Zhang family.

  Anyway, Feng Yong deals with the Zhang family, most of the time it is 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. There will only be more and more.

  Growing food is definitely not as profitable as growing hemp.

   Even later generations have never heard that growing food is more profitable than growing cash crops.

  Don’t take advantage of the time when Zhuge Laoyao still allows him to toss Nanxiang at will. When Nanxiang is officially managed, it’s not up to him to decide 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.

  Silk is needed for brocade weaving, and mulberry leaves are needed for raising silkworms. Since Feng Yongneng weaves woolen cloth with wool, Guan Ji naturally thought of brocade.

  Feng Yong nodded and said with a smile, "Masscloth is for common people, while brocade is for nobles. Since we have so many weavers, why don't we weave brocade?"

   "Brother..." Guan Ji hesitated before saying, "Brocade weaving and cloth weaving are not the same thing."

"The loom alone is different. Brocade weaving is much more difficult than weaving cloth. Not to mention the delicateness of silkworms. It is considered luck to raise ten heads and survive half of them. However, the silk produced may not be satisfactory. In the end, it can be used It can be said that there are very few silks."

   "As for the mulberry tree that takes several years to be used, that is a trivial matter."

  Shu Brocade is a famous product in Sichuan. Although Guan Ji is not good at female celebrities, she used to be by Huang Yueying's side, and Shu Brocade is an important source of the imperial court, so she also knows these things clearly.

  Since Feng Yong thought about planting mulberry trees and raising silkworms, he had naturally thought about it.

He dragged Guan Ji to a bend in the river and saw that there was no one around, so he chose a clean place to sit down, waved to Guan Ji and said, "Sanniang, sit down and wait for me to talk to you." explain."

  Guan Ji saw that her elder brother was so disregarding his manners again, she just wanted to remind her, but she stopped when she reached her mouth. She looked around, hesitated for a moment, and then sat down next to Feng Yong.

  The river in front of me turned a corner here, and the river water became gentle, like a calm mirror, reflecting flashes in the sun.

   It is like a wide scarf surrounding this place, and the place where Feng Yong and Guan Ji are sitting is the very top of the scarf.

   At this time, there is no industrial pollution, and the vegetation is lush. Once people sit down, the grass can basically block them all.

  The surroundings are quiet and noisy, with the sound of gurgling water, crickets and insects shouting loudly, and even a pheasant poking its head out, glanced at the two strange creatures, and then quickly retreated into the grass...

   But there is no vocals.

  Feng Yong lightly circled Guan Ji's waist, Guan Ji's body froze for a moment, and then gently leaned her head on Feng Yong's shoulder, the two of them did not speak for a long time.

"Like it?"

  Finally, 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."

   "A lover drinks enough water."

   Feng Yong said with a smile.

  Guan Ji smiled "puchi" and slapped Feng Yong, "Only you can say things that others have never heard before, and I don't know where you learned them from."

   As he spoke, he sat up straight and looked at Feng Yong with his head sideways. "Although the words my brother said sound plain and simple, they are full of taste when I think about them carefully. I don't know how I came up with them."

   "If you have a feeling in your heart, it will become your own article."

  Feng Tubie immediately went into the pretentious mode, and what he said made Guan Ji's eyes light up. However, Tubie is destined to be handsome for only three seconds, and the next sentence will ruin the mood.

   "Speaking of articles, Sanniang will sing a song for me? I remember that you sang "The Road to Shu" was very nice. At this time, listening to Sanniang's singing must be a kind of enjoyment."

  Guan Ji's voice is quiet and empty, and it is a rare good voice in later generations.

   "In this situation and the situation, I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to sing such a magnificent prose as "The Road to Shu"? How about singing "Long Gan Xing"?"

  Guan Ji said with a half-smile.

  Feng Yong didn't tell her about "Changgan Xing" at the beginning, but this article finally spread in Jincheng. She often had correspondence with Jincheng, so she naturally knew the full text.

  Although this article is about the deep love between the emperor and the queen, when she first heard the beginning of this article, it was not the same thing.

  Feng Yong coughed dryly, "It's all right if Sanniang doesn't want to sing, so why bother to keep talking about it? If that's the case, why don't I sing a song and listen to Sanniang?"

   "Do you still think you can do anything?"

  Guan Ji later found out that the reason for this article was that the emperor entrusted Huo Yi with the words, which made Feng Yong write the full text, so she didn't have much grudges about this matter, but this did not prevent her from speaking out at this time.

  But when Feng Yong said that he was going to sing a song, his eyes widened and he looked at him in disbelief.

  Feng Yong cleared his throat, watched the river flow, and glanced at Guan Ji again, "I don't sing well, I hope Sanniang will not make fun of her."

  Guan Ji pursed her lips and smiled, "Brother wants to sing, so do it."

  I thought to myself that there is no one around at this time, so why not indulge with my brother for a while?

   "The waves are rushing, the waves are flowing, the river is endless..."

  When I saw the waves in the river, I naturally thought of running on the waves, and the theme song of "Shanghai Beach" came out of my mouth.

  When I was young, I didn’t have many entertainment programs. The only few black and white TV sets in the village were the biggest entertainment.

Although I can't understand the beating, killing and killing of men and women on the screen, this does not prevent the next morning when I go to school barefoot, jumping and jumping all the way to let the satchel keep hitting my ass, humming and half understanding understand songs.

   He even competed with his friends who sang the most like the one on TV.

  The older senior students were arguing about whether Ding Li is a good person or not.

  Singing and singing, thinking about it, Feng Yong's tears suddenly flowed down, his face was drenched.

  Mom and Dad, are you all right?

  I miss you so much...

  The child is unfilial, I'm sorry...

  Beautiful proprietress, I hope you can see that I have served you for three years. If you can find out with conscience and make up for a pension, that would be even better...

  It feels so good to sing heart-piercingly and burst into tears, especially when there is a bosom friend quietly looking at me and listening attentively.

   Repeatedly chanting the last sentence "I still wish to turn over a thousand waves, and the ups and downs in my heart are enough", Feng Yong bent down, picked up the river water, and washed his face with a splash.

  The cool river water seeped into the eyes, icy and cool, and washed away all the tears.

  He raised his head, looked at Guan Ji who was concerned, and forced a smile, "Is the singing ugly?"

  Guan Ji shook her head and looked at Feng Yong sincerely, "It sounds very good! Although I can't understand what is sung here, and the rhythm is different from usual, but it really sounds good."

   "This is the rhythm of the Hu people in the Far West, so it is naturally different from usual."

  Feng Yong explained casually.

"Brother, do you want to be a teacher?" Guan Ji smiled understandingly, with some fascination in her eyes, "I never thought that my brother's school is so powerful, and there are people who have been to the Far West. To have such a rhyme, I want to come here The Central Plains is also very different."

"You want to go?"

   After venting his feelings, Feng Yong felt a lot more relieved, "I'll take you to see it when I have a chance."

  Guan Ji's eyes were moved, and suddenly she remembered something, and she laughed "puchi", and gradually the more she laughed, the more she couldn't stop, and finally she laughed so hard that she leaned forward and backward.

  Feng Yong was inexplicably laughed, "What are you laughing at, Sanniang?"

  Guan Ji tried hard to suppress her smile, and said intermittently, "Brother...what did you say at the beginning?"

"say what?"

  Feng Yong was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that he slapped his head and laughed at himself, "You're talking about sericulture, why did you go 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 not there."

   "Go! I don't know who washed his face with river water just now!"

  Guan Ji got annoyed when she saw that this person was starting to be serious again.

  When Feng Tubie heard this, he suddenly became angry, "Don't tell this matter, or I will kill people to silence it!"

   "Unexpectedly, my brother still has martial arts!"

  Guan Ji glanced at her beautifully, and she seemed to snap her fingers indifferently, only to hear a crackling sound, "I don't know how to silence my concubine? Use Yi Jin Jing or tie surgery?"

  Feng Tubie twitched the corner of his mouth, and it was over, forgetting that although the woman in front of him was gentle in front of him, she was so skilled in martial arts that even Zhao Guang was often beaten by her, and I probably had no hope of surpassing her in this life.

  In order to perform in front of her, I taught her the ancestral Yi Jin Jing and military boxing...

  The effect of others practicing for a few months is more obvious than practicing for a year...

"Don't be complacent. The Yijin Jing and the binding operation are the ancestral arts of the Feng family. They are passed on from male to daughter-in-law but not from daughter-in-law." Feng Yong laughed strangely. Did you come here to figure out how to be the daughter-in-law of the Feng family?"

   "Spit!"

   Guan Ji's face flushed red at the words, "Brother wants to talk like this again, don't blame my sister for being rude."

   If you can't say it, you have to do it. It's really a straightforward woman.

  Feng Tubie saw that the momentum was wrong, and immediately begged for mercy, "Okay, okay, don't talk about it if you don't talk about it. Let's continue talking about the silkworm."

   "It's more or less the same," Guan Ji was easy to talk, and when she heard Feng Yong's words, she put down her hands again, and brushed her temple hair to hide her shame, "Brother, tell me, my concubine is listening."

   "Sanniang just said that most people raise silkworm eggs, and only half of them survive in the end. Have you ever thought about why?"

   "Fate is different, house is inauspicious..."

  Guan Ji hesitated for a moment and said.

   Rest today, one more chapter, make up for the previous ones. What about the buddy who reminded me of the debt? I remember that one big chapter is worth two ordinary chapters.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)