"Three times." Feng Yong nodded and said affirmatively again.
Li Yi shivered and tried to stand up twice in succession, but failed. In the end, he almost knocked over the case. Then he stood up straight and rushed to Feng Yong. He didn't know what to say, so he walked back and forth twice more.
, this calmed the mood slightly.
"Brother, are you sure about this?"
After a while, Li Yi walked up to Feng Yong and asked in a low voice.
"It's almost like ten."
In fact, Feng Yong has tried to make several modules these days, but his woodworking skills are not up to par and the results are not satisfactory.
There is no way, there is neither lubricating oil nor industrial eccentric wheel at this time, it is all made by hand. If the craftsmanship is not up to standard, it will be difficult to get a satisfactory finished product.
"That's good, that's good."
Li Yi rubbed his hands and said repeatedly, his face full of joy.
When he looked at Feng Yong again, his eyes were full of admiration.
This brother has foresight, insight into the overall situation, and the ability to govern the world and bring peace to the country, which is far beyond his own ability.
In the past, I had some thoughts of competing with him, but now I am willing to call him brother. I won't lose unjustly and won't complain!
"By the way Wenxuan, you have been in Nanzhong for a long time, so you must be familiar with the women. Do you know that if they learn the art of weaving, will they learn it quickly?"
Feng Yong naturally didn't know what Li Yi was thinking, but when he saw Li Yi, he suddenly remembered something and asked immediately.
"Liu Nu?" Li Yi didn't know why Feng Yong asked this, so he subconsciously said, "Then Mrs. Amei, isn't she a Li Nu?"
"Amei is not an ordinary service girl, we can't use her as an example."
Feng Yong shook his head and smiled, saying this without any guilt at all. He had no choice but to ask Amei to give him a bad face?
Li Yi recalled what his brother had said just now, that the matter of improving the spinning wheel was mentioned by Amei, so she must be different from ordinary court ladies.
"Liu Yi's daughter?" Li Yi pondered for a moment, "When my brother said this, I remembered that the Liao villages in Nanzhong where Han people lived together were all familiar officials. Most of them had learned how to farm and weave from the Han people, and they didn't know how to do it before.
I find it strange, but now it seems that they are not much different from the Han people."
"In other words, Li's women are as handy as Han women?"
"Even if it's not comparable, it's not much different." Li Yi nodded in agreement, a little confused as to why Feng Yong said this, "Why does brother ask this?"
Feng Yong tapped the table with his fingers, his eyes a little distant, "Wenxuan, you said, now that Nanzhong is in such chaos, those prisoners of war can be sent to Hanzhong to work, but what about the women of the officials? Men go to the battlefield, life and death
I don’t know what day there will be no news about the dead ones, so if those women are left behind, wouldn’t life be worse than death?”
War, the harm caused to men is that they cannot control their own lives and deaths. If they are killed with a knife on the battlefield, then everything is over.
The harm done to women is endless. Husbands have been lost, children have died, and all the men in the family may be gone, leaving a family of widows and orphans who don't know how to survive.
Isn’t it because of this that the mother of the former owner of this body threw herself into the river?
Li Yi has a very high IQ. When he heard Feng Yong's words, he still didn't understand what he wanted to do. His eyes suddenly opened wide. "Brother, what do you mean... let the female servants also come to Hanzhong?"
"Yes! It is naturally more appropriate for women to do the spinning and weaving. But for some reason, those Hu women and Qiang women who herd sheep, shear and wash wool are really good at it, but they are not allowed to spin.
Weaving threads, but my hands and feet are stiff and difficult to use. More importantly, there are not enough women!"
Feng Yong sighed.
In Chinese history, whether it is cloth or silk, the south is more famous.
There are reasons for this due to the geographical environment, as well as humanistic factors.
Even Huang Daopo carried out technical reforms after learning textile technology from ethnic minorities in the south.
Even the example before him made Feng Yong have to admit that Hu Nu was indeed a bit slow to learn the weaving thing.
This makes Feng Yong a little suspicious. Could it be that the girls in the south are more careful than the girls in the north?
After Zhuge Laoyao pacified Nanzhong, he vigorously promoted textile technology in the south. The southern ethnic minorities carried forward these technologies and weaved their own characteristics. At least in terms of handicrafts in later generations, the brocade and cloth of the southern ethnic minorities are still very famous.
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Even if those barbarian women can learn to weave, there won't be enough manpower! Can't we let Qiang and barbarian men play? Then we might as well kill them directly.
This makes Feng Yong feel a little bit sick. Damn it, it doesn't work. It seems that I can only find a way to get a group of service girls from the south to try!
Anyway, all the men in Nanzhong come here, so isn’t it normal for women to come here? Isn’t Guyang long?
"Hu women are clumsy and are only qualified to do menial work. Naturally, we Han women are the best at spinning and weaving. But it's really not good. As far as I know, the Hu women do the weaving work.
It can be considered effective.”
When Li Yi heard what Feng Yong said, his elegant face showed a bit of ferocity. Naturally, he strongly agreed with Feng Yong's idea. This was no small matter.
"In the war in Nanzhong, many men died in the war and many women died of starvation. Why not let them come to Hanzhong, so that they can still eat at least..."
Having said this, Li Yi glanced at Feng Yong and saw him looking at him with admiration. He felt encouraged at the moment and gritted his teeth and continued, "Brother, this is a great thing. I don't know how many women can be saved."
human life.”
You are so shameless, Sao Nian!
Eating personal blood steamed buns can also say that you saved people.
But in today's world, no one says Li Yi's statement is wrong, because what he said is the truth.
Again, when a man goes to the battlefield, his death is just a matter of a single blow, but what about women? Although they don’t go to the battlefield, most of them live a life worse than death.
Every time the Central Plains was conquered by aliens, the most miserable people were women.
In the same way, during the war in Nanzhong, if the daughter-in-law died in the rebellion, it would be a blessing. If the village was gone and the man was gone, but she survived, that would be the beginning of a miserable world.
Just look at Amei. Although she is now the treasure in Feng Yong's eyes, when she first entered the house, she was put to help in the kitchen.
I heard the housekeeper say that in order to put a bite of food into her mouth, the cook even discounted the plate and ignored it.
Those court ladies from Nanzhong came to Hanzhong and at least had enough to eat for one day and at least settled down. Isn't this a good deed?
"We still have to rely on Wenxuan for this matter."
There is no other way. Who told this guy in front of me to have the title of Governor of Nanzhong?
Li Yi patted his chest and said, "Brother, please relax, this matter will be taken care of by me. In the past, the two armies were fighting each other, and the dead were all Han men. Who would care about the life or death of a woman? Only brother is like this.
Only a soft-hearted person can think so carefully. Once this is done, it will be a good thing with a good reputation."
"It's over," Feng Yong wanted to be shameless after all, his face was hot, and he stopped Li Yi from boasting, "I have a letter here, please give it to the Prime Minister's wife for me."