Besides, Song Liyun and his entourage returned to Baolin Residence that night, paid the money for the goods at the health office the next day, and never went out again.
Song Zhenping lay on the kang like a ball of flesh, unable to move, and began to enjoy the personal care of Xiao An and Hei Jin again.
He escaped on horseback and ran for dozens of miles. He didn't feel any better that day. He went to the guardhouse early the next morning, but he couldn't exert any energy in the afternoon.
Not only did my arms and thighs hurt, my buttocks hurt, my chest and ribs hurt, and even my flesh and skin hurt. Just moving my arms made me look hideous in pain.
Song Liyun was so angry and funny that she had to go to the guardhouse to find someone for help.
Zhou Xiaoqi and Wang Qi brought the medical soldiers from the guard station to see him, and they laughed so much that they fell down.
It turned out that Song Zhenping had never ridden a horse before, and it was the first time he had lost strength. He recovered after a few days.
Song Liyun no longer goes out these days.
The Wan family will definitely have to rest for a long time if they are like that, and the aftermath will also take time, so they need to stay away from the limelight for the time being.
In the guard station, Wang Zhong, the military supply officer, suddenly looked solemn when he knew that he was almost robbed and cheated this time.
He told Song Zhenping not to worry.
No matter what happens, as long as the Song family does not lose evidence, the Wei Institute will find a way to solve it.
No matter how much the Zhenbei Army swallows its anger, it is because they are concerned about the situation in the government and have not yet been overwhelmed by the local ruffians.
The health center is about to be suspended. In addition to being inconvenient for Wanjia to ship goods, there is also news from Hecheng.
The situation in the grassland has changed drastically. The three royal merchants from the Wu Dynasty and the grassland who were trading in Hecheng have cut off their previous trade routes, and now they are not getting new fur goods.
The price of fur goods in the Wu Dynasty market may be going up.
At this time, something happens to the partner again, so it’s time to stop and wait and see what happens.
Luo Baihu didn't go out to run around anymore during this period, and things at Pingliang Fort were getting more and more complicated.
It is already the spring plowing season, and the Pingliangbao area has not stopped yet.
Those in the court wanted the Xuanwei Army to perform meritorious service and gain military power from Zhenbei Marquis Zhao Yanjiao, and they also wanted the Zhenbei Army to come forward to suppress the bandits.
Even a fool would not agree to such a thankless task, but the emperor sent a supervisory army to keep an eye on it, so the Zhenbei Army had no choice but to go.
Therefore, in the process of conquering Pingliang Fort, the commander of Xuanwei Army took charge of suppressing the bandits, and the Zhenbei Army assisted.
I don’t know which guard station of the Zhenbei Army took over this job and played the "drag" card well.
I followed instructions every day and ran without stopping, but I didn't understand anything.
Tang Ying and the supervisory army were so anxious that smoke was rising from their heads, and they kept issuing various orders, but they could not find a reason for the Zhenbei Army to slack off.
When gods fight, people suffer.
No seeds are planted in the ground in the spring, and no grain is put into the warehouse in the autumn.
The consequences of procrastinating like this will definitely miss a year's harvest.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is a precursor to famine.
Song Liyun will not be idle during this period of time, and he happens to be preoccupied with her paper.
Whether it's pounding wood pulp or making paper from the water tank, it's all technically demanding work.
Fortunately, Carpenter Mu built a wooden cradle to save labor, and now she had Han Ming at her disposal.
The low forest outside Baolin Residence was cut down, and the area of Black Gold's paradise increased.
Some time ago, Song Liyun asked the people from the vermicelli workshop to buy trees for him when he went to the village to collect acorns, regardless of the price.
In addition to shaped flowers, trees and fruit trees, some beautiful large trees are also required.
It's good to have money and power. As soon as the words are spoken and the money is scattered, trees will come one after another.
There are peaches, plums, pears and dates, as well as sweet-scented osmanthus trees and magnolia flowers. The largest tree can even hold two people together.
Now is the season for planting trees. In order to facilitate planting, each tree is still covered with large balls of mud.
Planting trees also requires people, and all the land in the town is provided.
Xue Zhuang, Hu Qing and Mr. Zhang were all afraid that the first errand of the big boss would be messed up, so they paid close attention to the quality of the trees planted.
Without Song Liyun's supervision, the tree pit was dug deeply, enough base fertilizer was put in, the tree was put in, and enough water was poured to ensure that the branches would not only survive, but also sprout and grow new leaves smoothly.
In a short period of time, the original low trees were replaced by a forest, and Black Gold jumped up and down in it every day.
Time has entered mid-March, the temperature has risen, and the vegetables in the backyard are no longer burned on the fire wall for a long time. The rows of beans, vegetables, melons and eggplants are growing well, which saves a lot of time.
Another section was added to the low wall of the rabbit house, and there were twenty-three rabbits inside. It was worthy of the reproductive ability of a mother in three months. After more than four months, the number of rabbits increased geometrically.
Xiao An was busy feeding the rabbits and cleaning the pens for half a day by himself.
Carpenter Mu is very responsible and conscientious in his work.
The door of Baolin Residence was beautifully renovated. It took half a month to install the door frame. It looks like it will take at least another month to complete.
At first, when the Song family moved into Ji's house, they felt that the house was alone in a wasteland.
I couldn't understand why the Ji family, since they were rich, didn't live in the town. They had to live alone by the river, and there was an open space outside the courtyard without even a view.
Only now did Song Liyun understand the reason why the Ji family built their house outside the town.
It is convenient for every placer to go to Ji Zhai from the river bank to hand over gold particles.
By guarding the crossing into the river, you can control the quota of placer workers entering the water.
This is an out-and-out Shajin leader. No wonder when the Dilu people came in, the rogue Shagong men were the first to rush into Ji's house.
Nowadays, people in Ruijin Town soak acorns in the Huangsha River, and oxcarts go to the river from the road outside Baolin House every day.
Song Liyun only had to stand at the gate to see the acorn baskets coming and going clearly... Ugh! It felt a bit like counting money.
The Acorn Food Factory is run by the people in the town. She doesn't have to do anything but wait for the profits to be distributed. It feels so good!
Half a month has passed in a blink of an eye. The branches are covered with fine green leaves, and the town is surrounded by green waters and green mountains.
The big stove of the food factory works day and night, making loads of vermicelli and drying them all over the streets and courtyards. They are dark brown everywhere, but in the eyes of the gold-smashing people, this is shining gold.
There was no news from the Wan family, as if nothing had happened.
The fire of boiling bark and withered grass outside Baolin's house never stopped, and Song Liyun and Han Ming were repeatedly experimenting with new production techniques.
On this day, Song Liyun called Carpenter Mu, who was carving the door, and asked him to piece together a flat yellow board according to the lines drawn on it.
The board is rectangular and looks very thick.
Without thinking, Carpenter Mu grabbed a piece and lifted it hard. The board lifted up with his hands and almost missed his waist.
"Oh, what is this? It's so light!"
"Master Mu, be careful when handling it. This is cardboard, not wood."
Han Ming laughed, stretched out two fingers to pick up the cardboard, and tapped it with his bent fingers, making three muffled "bang bang bang" sounds, showing the thickness of the cardboard.
"Paper? Cardboard?" Carpenter Mu changed his slow temper and quickly picked up a piece of cardboard and looked up, down, left and right. It had the same thickness, but was a few percent lighter than a wooden board. It was indeed wood.
He also imitated Han Ming's style of tapping, and the sound was different from the wood.