Just look at the many schools for the children of workers in later generations and you will know that when the population base of a factory is large enough, a semi-closed self-circulation system can be formed.
This can create more stickiness and retain more people.
How many children of workers have followed the same path as their fathers? Have taken over their mothers’ positions?
Later generations can understand this truth at a glance. In ancient times that have not been baptized by the great wave of industry, it is difficult to reason out based on imagination. It is normal for Li Yi to be worried.
Besides, what kind of bastard is a shepherd who can't spin wool from wool?
Feng Yong builds these green storage towers, and there is no need for them to go around grazing, holding green materials and putting them in front of the cattle and sheep. This kind of thing can be done by fools.
Learn some other crafts and you won’t suffer, right?
As for the children of workers, we must first teach them to learn basic common words, about 3,000 words.
Then mix in basic mathematics, addition, subtraction, multiplication, division and the four arithmetic operations.
This is what you need to learn in six years of primary school. Compress it and finish it in three years. Those who cannot learn it will be eliminated and go to herd my sheep.
Later, we will do some textile-related things, such as how to make a spinning wheel and loom, how to spin thread and weave cloth. There is no limit to men and women. You can learn whichever one you are interested in learning.
Anyway, as for the Hu people, there may be some Liao people in the future, and at most some children of the Guizhou chieftains, as etiquette and law do not require them.
No courtesy should be given to common people. As long as it doesn't involve those classics, you don't care what I do.
Moreover, Feng Yong did not intend to teach them those classics. Not only was it unnecessary, but he could also easily get into trouble.
If a member of the family is blamed for interpreting the saint's sayings indiscriminately, his skin will be peeled off even if he is dead.
I just taught them to read and write, and then taught them to herd and weave. What's the problem? Are you going to bite me?
Educating outsiders to know Chinese characters, speak Chinese, and allowing them to live stably in a fixed place for easy management like the Han people is like teaching the leaders of Guizhou to understand the truth. It is an education and a great achievement.
Isn't the purpose of teaching Guizhou leaders to read so that they can understand more principles?
As for what the truth is, it is the power of knowledge interpretation that is in the hands of the aristocratic family. Feng Yong said that he is not very capable to shake it yet.
However, this involves many aspects. At present, Feng Yong only has a preliminary idea. As for the specific steps, he has not yet figured out the specific steps.
But no matter what, there are still at least five years left, right?
"So my brother had a plan for a long time? It's my brother who is worrying too much."
Li Yi breathed a sigh of relief and understood. He thought he had understood Feng Yong's thoughts.
Feng Yong smiled and did not explain.
Over there, Wang Xun and Zhao Guang were directing people to move the looms and spinning wheels back, while Guan Ji continued to watch the Qiang women, striving to let more people learn to weave.
Several people had a tacit understanding not to disturb the conversation between Feng Yong and Li Yi.
"By the way, Wenxuan, is there any news about the official girl I mentioned last time?"
"Oh, I was just about to talk about this with my brother." Li Yi smiled apologetically after hearing this, "Your Excellency, I got news yesterday. I never expected to see the scene just now. I almost forgot. Brother, this is
The master refused."
The confident smile on Feng Yong's face faltered.
Why is this answer different from what you expected?
"Rejected? Why?"
Feng Yong became a little anxious immediately. He was still counting on his wife to come and support his textile factory.
Looking at the Qiang women today, Feng Yong no longer has much hope.
Not only are you slow to learn, but even if you throw those who haven’t learned into the factory, that won’t be enough!
It took a lot of effort to create such a profitable industry. If we don’t find a way to get it done early, what if we wait for others to follow suit? The competition will be huge at that time.
Making money with a monopoly is definitely the most enjoyable thing!
"Brother, my lord has said that this matter is not suitable for us to operate privately. Someone needs to take the lead, otherwise it will be easy for others to get the handle."
Li Yi said in a low voice.
"Why doesn't it fit?"
Feng Yong frowned, I am doing a good thing! How can I do something wrong if I do a good thing?
"The human heart."
Li Yi spit out two words.
"The human heart? What does this have to do with the human heart? I'm not accepting..."
Feng Yong reacted suddenly and swallowed back the rest of his words.
As expected, I still can’t fully guess what the indigenous people are thinking.
It is true that there is war in Nanzhong, and it is a fact that whether it is a female official or a Han woman, they are not as good as the Taiping dogs. However, if someone uses their own name to publicize in a big way at this time that saving them from the sea of misery, it will be a good thing for them.
But it may not be a good thing for those in power.
In ancient times, people would blindly follow anyone who was good to them. For some of the ancient high-ranking people who were pretentious, this was to win people's hearts.
This kind of thing can only be done by those who are members of the royal family, or those who are preparing to become the royal family.
The former is a matter of course, while the latter is ready to rebel.
Hold!
Feng Yong cursed secretly in his mind, thinking that there were a lot of bullshit in ancient times!
How is it like in later generations, when there is a catastrophic disaster, if you have a net worth of several billion, try donating a few thousand yuan?
It seems that I still haven’t considered this matter.
Feng Yong began to reflect.
This matter is naturally the easiest for Old Demon Zhuge to operate, but Feng Yong has no intention of letting him get involved too much.
Otherwise, later on, when everyone knows that they can easily spin a large amount of woolen cloth, and with Zhuge Lao Yao's stubbornness, will they just say: "Xiao Feng, you see, back then, I was so stubborn
I have also given you so many women, how much support is this? Why don’t you express it?”
Do you think Feng Yong expressed it or pretended not to hear it?
Considering how Zhuge Lao Yao spent the rest of his life working hard to "revive Handing and return it to the old capital" and ended up dying on the way to the Northern Expedition, Feng Yong believed that he would not let go of this hen that laid golden eggs.
And this expression is not necessarily just a statement.
To be honest, Feng Yong really admired Zhuge Laoyao, a pure person who could fight for a promise and an ideal throughout his life.
But this does not mean that he can support it unconditionally.
Why? Is it because I am younger than him?
He died ten years later. How old was I?
Even if I am a country bumpkin, I am still a country bumpkin with ideals.
I think there can be a better way, so that we don't have to overdraw our vitality, whether it's my own or the big man's.
The key is that you were too anxious and it didn’t work out! If you succeed, you can still think about it, but if you don’t succeed, just say something wrong?
As for his follow-up plans, who can guarantee that Old Demon Zhuge, who is bent on the Northern Expedition, will be interested in listening to them?
Anyway, if it were him, he would think like this: As long as I know that this thing can make money and support the Northern Expedition, it is enough. I haven’t seen the rest of the things, so how do I know whether what you said is true? You first
Let me start the Northern Expedition!
A hundred birds in the forest is worse than a bird in the hand.
With Feng Tubiao's dark psychology, it would be a bit cunning to try to figure out the thoughts of those political figures, but he had to guard against it.