Jiang Wanru died suddenly and was guilty, and was not qualified to return to the earth.
The Mudan tribe used firewood to burn the body together with the yurt.
There is no death news from the tribe where Tang Qingluan and Cao Jing belong, so they should be living well.
Aunt Xu had no reaction to Jiang Wanru's death. These pampered ladies could not adapt to the life of the Di tribe, and it was only a matter of time before they died.
Heavy snowfalls passed one after another and it was March. The grassland ground was still not green. Song Liyun wanted to return to Suijin Town.
It's been half a year since she left, and Xiao An also
When Song Liyun was about to leave, Wan Youyou came over and asked her to go to her yard for dinner.
Wan Youyou now has a separate wooden house yard, three main rooms, two halls and a kitchen. Song Liyun's dowry furniture is also placed here. She lives more luxuriously than anyone else in the tribe.
There are not only bedrooms, study rooms, but also work rooms.
Yuquan and the little maid Pozi who used to take care of Song Liyun are also arranged to serve here. Hot water and rice are always available.
There was nothing that could be done about it. Ever since Song Liyun gave her the design of the windmill, Wan Youyou set a record of not eating, drinking or sleeping for two days and two nights.
Not only was Abu's family extremely anxious, Mrs. Wuya also personally went to ask her about the meal.
Something was going to happen anyway, so Song Liyun moved Yuquan over to supervise her to rest, and gave her a young maid and a woman who knew medical skills, leaving only Lady Yun by his side.
As soon as Song Liyun entered the room, she saw an extra couplet hanging on the wall, written with dragons and phoenixes... Well, it was very well written, and she didn't recognize it.
Wan Youyou is wearing a soft cotton robe and soft-soled embroidered shoes. She is sitting at the desk and writing furiously.
"Yuyou, what do you want me to bring?"
Song Liyun knew that Wan Youyou's time was precious, and she would not chat with herself except for a few words with Abu every day.
Wan Youyou put down the pen and took out a stack of papers from the wooden box next to her: "Young madam, you go to Fucheng this time and buy these things and come back!" She then spread out the papers one by one.
Song Liyun took a look and took a breath: "Where can you buy these things?"
Books, books, books, all books, many of them marked as only copies.
Since it is an only copy, how could a border town like Yunzhou exist?
"You should buy silk, palace flowers, silk and satin snacks!" Song Liyun threw the list back.
Wan Youyou frowned: "I want to take you to Mida City. You said that you will take me wherever you go."
She is now clinging to Song Liyun, and she had already said that she would follow the young lady after getting married.
"You are Abu's wife, and you will stay in the Uda tribe from now on."
Song Liyun refused flatly. Wan Youyou and Abu had already made a marriage arrangement and they would get married in the winter. She could not abduct people.
"To tell you the truth, I'm going to get the high-temperature furnace you mentioned to make molten iron!" Wan Youyou glanced at the door and lowered her voice.
Song Liyun was startled: "No, you can't touch this now, and don't ask for those orphan copies. I'll give you a book that will last you ten years."
Some time ago, she used an electromagnet to explore the sand and gravel by the Kala River, and found that there was a small amount of iron sand in it. She casually said something about making iron.
Just because mining on the grasslands is underdeveloped does not mean that there is none.
Song Liyun regretted it after saying it.
If others knew that the Wuda tribe could smelt iron, neither the Wu Dynasty nor the Di royal court would tolerate it.
This time the craftsmen sent by Anguo Gong came, and there were regulations for blacksmiths.
The Uda tribe can make horse iron knives for daily necessities, but they cannot make arrow scimitars.
The Wuda tribe needs to purchase iron blanks from the Wu Dynasty, and there are not enough iron blocks to use.
Compared with the Wu Dynasty, the current Wuda tribe has no leg hair at all, and they still rely on the Wu Dynasty for their military and financial resources.
If he dares to challenge the Wu Dynasty's bottom line and make the Queen Mother turn against her relatives, she will have to live the same fearful and miserable nomadic life.
Developing financial resources is the last word.
The milling house driven by the windmill and the textile machinery have been put into production.
Technology has driven a surge in productivity. Several spinning machines are running day and night, and wool from surrounding tribes is sent over to be processed into thread.
Abu also took people to purchase from tribes further away.
Two master craftsmen are preparing for the second and third windmills, and the textile industry is somewhat strangely and reluctantly taking shape.
Although Wan Youyou, the chief engineer, is free, she has been fascinated by this magical power and is still thinking about what to do all day long.
In order to stabilize the lonely Wan Youyou and avoid getting into trouble, Song Liyun casually gave her a science and skill book in the version of One Hundred Thousand Whys in his own space.
Whether it is burning charcoal, burning pottery, distilled water, burning glass, cement, as long as you don't rub the atomic bomb with your hands, you can make no mistakes.
She is not afraid of driving Wan Youyou crazy, she just wants to stabilize this nerd.
Zhao Tingduo planned to go back to Ruijin Town with her this time, but before leaving, someone came from Mida City.
It is now March, and there is still snow on the grassland. Those who are working hard to make money under Mida City have come again.
If you work on the grassland for a year, you will have at least twenty taels of silver. When you return, you can build a house and marry a wife. No one can stay at home and have a large group of friends. There is a mix of good and bad here, and people from all over the country are there.
There were a few commotions when we arrived at Mida Valley.
The soldiers stationed at Lei Ziying tried to suppress it several times but to no avail, so the young master needed to handle it himself.
Zhao Tingduo now needs to go directly to Mida Valley.
After the discussion, Song Liyun returned to Ruijin Town, and after seeing his little niece, he left Hecheng and met Zhao Tingduo.
The couple reluctantly went their separate ways.
In March, the grassland was still cold and windy, and the remaining snow was covered with snow.
Song Liyun was riding on a horse, and behind her were two carriages.
The wool thread inside was collected into the space, and the empty cart ran quickly on the sand.
Going with Song Liyun are Wu Dan and Shitou, and ten clan soldiers will escort them to the entrance of Huangsha River Valley.
It was Mrs. Yun who proposed that Shitou return to Ruijin Town, asking him to come back and build the grave of his dead father.
Lady Yun did not come back with her. The wind and sand in the spring were too strong and her riding skills could not control the horse.
There are tribes along the way and it is really easy to travel without having to worry about accommodation.
Song Liyun and his party traveled in a light carriage and traveled all night, arriving at the Bahrain tribe in only five days.
Balin was very happy to see Song Liyun coming back. He first prepared a banquet and waited for Song Liyun to have a good rest before reporting on the results of the winter: "Young madam, Han Ming and I took the beef for feed settlement. Mr. Lin took the horns.
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His cattle were kept in captivity this winter, eating all kinds of straw and forage brought from Ruijin Town.
Without the hard work of grazing, the men have a lot of time at home during the winter.
Three more women in the clan were pregnant with children, one of whom was his.
As the leader of the clan, Bahrain felt comfortable looking at the circle of fat cattle and sheep, as well as the upcoming newborn.
There are no other changes, almost the same as when Song Liyun left years ago.
Stay one night in the tribe and return to Ruijin Town the next day.
After Xiao An heard the news, he immediately came back from Tianxiang Tower. The first time he saw him, Song Liyun seemed to be seeing a stranger.
It’s only been three months since I last saw Xiao An, and his condition has already changed.
Wearing a well-fitting cotton-padded jacket, a belt, and a turban on his head, with a serious expression and an unsmiling look, he was riding on a tall horse, transforming from a child into a man in an instant.
Only the big monkey in colorful clothes squatting on the horse's butt is very eye-catching.