The family of five mourned for three seconds in silence for the great scholar who was beheaded by Gongsun Zan.
Then, Xu Yue went crazy with joy.
After acquiring so many ancient books at once, the energy fruit on the technology tree could fill the entire tree.
Thinking of the red and joyful scene, she couldn't control herself and rolled on the floor.
Wang shook her head helplessly and laughed, and gave a rare nod to Xu Da to express her approval.
"You, as a father, are actually worthy of your respect."
When only the husband and wife were left in the room, Ms. Wang said with a faint smile.
The rare softening of her expression made her a little more easy-going and kind.
Xu Da looked at the busy people coming and going in Zhuangzi outside the window and praised: "You are not bad. In just a few months, you have done so many things and kept your home in order."
As he said that, he remembered something, came to the only wooden box that did not contain ancient books, and brought a piece of paperwork over.
Wang raised her eyebrows in confusion, and Xu Da motioned for her to take a look.
Under Xu Yue's guidance, the family of five has been able to recognize a large part of traditional Chinese characters. They may not be able to write them, but reading them is no problem.
Wang opened the document and read it carefully from beginning to end, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.
"Xu Da, you are very good!"
When she was about to doze off, he brought her a pillow.
Iron ore, this is really an excellent thing!
Xu Da put the documents away, shook his head and reminded: "This was obtained in exchange for Zhao Yu's son. Now Gongsun Zan has control of the three counties of Yuyang, Shanggu, and Bohai. Zhao Yu is also eyeing the iron mine in Yuyang County.
It seems particularly important.”
"The document says it's for me to take charge of, but it's actually for you. Gongsun Zan also knows that he just gave us the iron ore because he took a fancy to your ability to train magic weapons."
"Obviously, we have to provide him with a certain amount of weapons every year. After completing the quota, the rest is our own room for operation."
Xu Da frowned and said, "I've done some calculations and found that we don't have much left for ourselves. We may even work in vain all year round. This is not an easy job. Don't be too happy too soon."
When Wang heard this, he laughed and asked softly: "What if I have more advanced mining technology?"
Xu Da's eyes suddenly lit up, "Do you really have one?"
Wang did not continue, but asked Xu Da what the quota was from Gongsun Zan. As for the rest, he left it alone, she had her own way.
"There are still salt mines in the Bohai Sea. Now Gongsun Zan has both salt and iron. I think it is just the three counties that cannot satisfy his ambitions."
Wang reminded: "But being ambitious is not entirely a bad thing. This young man is a bit arrogant. Keep an eye on him. If he kills a great scholar again, I'm afraid he will be the one who dies next time."
Once Gongsun Zan is finished, the fate of those who are now dependent on him will definitely not be much better.
Wang looked at Xu Da with a look of trust.
Xu Da was stunned for a while, and then he nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, Gongsun Zan can still listen to his words, it's just that there was no one who could make him listen to his words before."
In these troubled times, who has no ambition if they have some military strength?
But some things cannot be rushed and must be dealt with slowly.
Gongsun Zan was just a little too hasty.
But looking at it from his point of view, we can understand why he is so anxious.
There are Yuan and Cao in the front, Zhao and Yu in the back, and further south there are the Sun family of Dongwu and other powerful states and counties.
Everyone wants to conquer the territory of Daqing, but they can't help each other.
The top priority is to develop agriculture, economy and military first.
But to accomplish these things, a relatively peaceful environment and time are needed.
The couple discussed many countermeasures for the current situation Gongsun Zan was facing. They talked until the early morning of the next day, worked out a solution, and then went back to their rooms to rest.
.......
The skylight shone into the room through the bright glass windows. Xu Yue, who had been lying on the desk and copying all night, suddenly woke up. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the flowers and plants in the courtyard had been covered with a thick layer of white snow.
It's snowing heavily.
Xu Yue knocked on her numb legs, stood up from the blanket, went to the closet, opened the closet, took out the down jacket that her sister had made before but she hadn't had time to wear it and put it on.
The down jacket is made in the shape of a curved train, reaching ankle length, with a soft silk lining on the inside and ordinary linen on the outside.
However, the linen on Xu Yue's down skirt was dyed a nice red, not a bright red, but a low-key red.
Paired with a white fine cashmere trim, it is the most eye-catching baby among the gray and yellow.
Xu Erniang got up from the warm bed in a daze. As soon as she woke up, she saw Xu Yue wearing the down skirt she made, and she immediately smiled.
He rushed off the bed, held Xu Yue's flushed little face in his hands, and praised: "My little girl, there is no girl cuter than you in this world."
The last time Xu Yue saw such a bright color was the night she first met her aunt.
After that, she never saw any other color besides gray and yellow.
Dyeing was not easy in ancient times, so the clothes most people wore were of the original color of hemp. If the color was brighter, the price of the cloth would go up.
Xu Yue had already become numb to her sister's compliments, so she smiled at her sister and expressed her gratitude.
Xu Erniang stood in front of her sister and looked at her carefully for a moment, then pulled her to the desk, skillfully combed her hair into a bun, and put on a red hairband of the same color that she specially made. Only then did she feel satisfied.
"It's not the New Year yet..." Xu Yue took a look at the small mirror Wang Dayou made for herself. It was red and looked like an auspicious doll in a New Year painting.
Xu Erniang stretched out her finger and shook it, teaching her sister not to be so narrow-minded. Red is not only worn during the New Year, but can also be worn on ordinary days.
"By the way, the refugees in the village still don't have enough clothes. We have the raw materials, but the labor speed is too slow."
"A skilled worker like Ma Guifang can only knit one piece of clothing in a day. Even if they buy wool at night and process it themselves, they still won't be able to make one set of sweaters before the Chinese New Year."
Xu Erniang put herself into the same red dress as her sister, and said tentatively:
"I plan to improve the current spinning machine and make several more efficient spinning machines. There is no way to lower the material cost. I can only improve the efficiency and reduce time and labor costs."
When Xu Yue heard her sister's probing tone, she had a premonition of danger that she would not take the usual path, and asked cautiously:
"So sister, what are you going to do? Do you have more advanced loom drawings?"
Such as a spinning jenny, or a loom driven by steam.
But as soon as Xu Erniang opened her mouth, Xu Yue knew that she was overthinking.
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