Chapter 0314 want to engage in rot Kun's soil turtle
As for why I think of Sang Ma when I look at Guan Ji, to be precise, I think of Sang Ma when I look at her clothes. Of course, it’s because the clothes at this time are basically related to Sang Ma.
Hemp is grown and spun into silk, and hemp thread is used to make cloth.
So hemp is the best source of plant fiber.
And there are mulberry trees.
Mulberry leaves are used to raise silkworms and silk is used to make silk.
In later generations, mulberry trees were a relatively common tree species, whether in the south or the north, or even in the northwest.
When Feng Yong was eating sand in the northwest, he knew one thing: basically any larger village would have mulberry trees planted there.
Sometimes when training in the wild and unable to eat for a whole day, mulberries from wild mulberry trees and wild apples from wild apple trees on the roadside are life-saving food.
In the desolate northwest, fruit trees are generally considered wild trees as long as they are not planted in farmers' yards or fields and do not have any specific signs.
Although the fruit grows small and ugly because no one takes care of it, it is still good for the stomach.
Most of the mulberry trees in the northwest are planted to harvest mulberry trees. As for the mulberry trees in the south, many are used to raise silkworms and need to be topped every year to prevent them from growing more than two meters.
So Feng Yong was very familiar with the mulberry tree. He had seen it from childhood to adulthood, from the south to the north, and it had given him a bite to eat when he was the hungriest.
Especially when training is the craziest and most hungry time, I go crazy when I see food. I don’t even have time to pick the mulberries, so I just pull off a branch and push the mulberries into my mouth like a pig eating.
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Sometimes even mulberry leaves are chewed casually.
Feng Yong remembered that when pulling mulberry tree branches, a large strip of bark would often be pulled off.
Therefore, mulberry bark is easy to peel.
What a wonderful mulberry tree…
Wouldn't it be a waste if we didn't peel it off and use it to make paper?
Besides, the cultivation of mulberry and hemp is strongly encouraged by the government. It’s perfect!
Guan Ji, who didn't understand Feng Yong's plan, frowned when she heard this, "Brother, why do you need to fight for this breath? Didn't my little sister say that my brother's talent is not here, but in settling the country and Anbang...
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"This is not a matter of one breath." Feng Yong shook his head, thinking that there was no way to explain this matter to Guan Ji now, so he had to find an excuse temporarily.
"Nowadays, there are more and more children who are reading and literate in schools. We cannot let them hold wooden boards and slates all the time. It is too inconvenient. Sooner or later, we have to make this paper by ourselves. It is better to make it sooner rather than later.
It’s serious, buying it and using it is not the answer after all.”
Wooden boards and slates can only be regarded as the initial learning stationery. If you want to go further, paper and pen and ink are absolutely indispensable.
Guan Jijing seemed to realize this after being reminded by Feng Yong.
At that moment, he nodded in agreement, "It's my little sister who didn't think carefully. The children in our workshop will have to use paper, pen and ink sooner or later. It turns out that my brother has been prepared for it."
"There are not too many children in the school. They will always need paper, pen and ink in the future. If you keep buying them, I don't know how much money it will cost. It is more convenient to make them yourself."
Feng Yong chuckled and did not explain.
However, he was very interested in what Guan Ji said unintentionally. He smiled and said, "Yes, yes, this is our own workshop."
Guan Ji blushed, glared at Feng Yong with her beautiful eyes, and said angrily, "Brother, my little sister is telling you something serious!"
"Okay, let's get down to business. We all have to make the paper, pen and ink ourselves, but the craftsman still has to think of something."
As he said this, what Feng Yong was actually thinking was that if one-third of the children in the school had the opportunity to use paper, pen and ink, it would be beyond his expectation.
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Because even aristocratic families only try their best to ensure that their children can read and barely write.
If you want to go further, it also depends on talent and hard work.
Feng Yong is not a philanthropist, so how could he let those children stay in school without any worries and study until they graduate?
Besides, he couldn't afford the cost.
After learning basic common words and basic arithmetic, if there is no further potential, then get out of school and directly enter a ranch, workshop or even a mine for internship.
How can a big flower see a rainbow if it doesn’t go through wind and rain?
And even so, they will definitely fare better than their parents.
After all, people who can read and do arithmetic these days, in the military, even if they have no qualifications, no background, and cannot be a grain and grass officer, they are still subordinate to the grain and grass officer.
If only 20% of the people who stayed on campus could be left, Feng Yong would be very satisfied.
Even if it is 10%, it is still a full harvest.
Isn’t the reason why aristocratic families have prospered so long because of the inheritance of knowledge and the accumulation of wealth?
For those Qianshou and their children who are working hard and thinking about living and living a better life, Feng Yong cannot give them the accumulation of wealth.
But he can give them a way to accumulate wealth.
He can also pass on knowledge to them.
Although this knowledge is only trivial in the eyes of the aristocratic family, it is simply literacy, as well as some arithmetic, engineering skills and other things that they look down upon.
Although Feng Tibi’s original purpose was to obtain better quality labor resources.
But as the number of people increases, there will always be some people whose ancestral genes may be better, or whose genes may suddenly explode. This is Feng Tubiao's biggest expectation.
Whether the ancestral genes are better or the genes suddenly explode, as long as Feng Yong can invest some more, the returns will be absolutely huge.
This little investment, the smallest is paper, pen and ink.
Just like that, you may get a subordinate who is one step further than ordinary accounting stewards and comparable to a general steward, and most of them are loyal subordinates.
If there is someone who can go further, Feng Yong doesn't mind investing more, for example, giving him some connections and resources, sending him to the position of chief official, becoming a county magistrate or magistrate.
If one's qualifications are better than those above, even if one becomes a minor official, that can be regarded as a success.
As for the one who is farther away, that is the one lucky person. Feng Yong tried his best to send the person to the old demon Zhuge. I believe that the old demon Zhuge will definitely be overjoyed.
But in the end, who knows how many situations like this you will encounter in your lifetime? Maybe you won’t even encounter one.
There will be at least a few of the second situation.
If Feng Tibi works hard to expand the scale of the Tibi hatchery he created, there may be more than a dozen or even dozens of them.
Anyway, the Han Dynasty is short of talents. As long as they can be used, there is no need to have too high quality requirements.
In fact, the most common one is the first one, which is to continue to work for Feng Yong or other masters and live a much better life than their parents.
But even if it is the third type, it is still hope. It is the hope of Feng Yong's current slaves. This hope is enough for them to fight for their lives.
Well, everything for the children.
To put it more clearly, if you don't have a career that belongs to your hematopoietic ability, it is like a pavilion built on the beach. It will collapse when a wave comes.
Therefore, although his motives were impure, Feng Turtle actually still had a little extravagant hope for the last situation, that is, what if his Turtle hatching pond hatched a few Rokun?
After all, I still have to rely on the big man for food, and I still have to sit on the big man's side.
This is called political correctness.
Later generations often lamented that there were no great generals in the late Han Dynasty, and only Jiang Wei could not hold up the sky of the Han Dynasty like his master.
Although the words are a little more absolute, they illustrate the dilemma of the late Han Dynasty, which was the decline of talents.
The fundamental reason is that there is no talent training system of its own.
To the north and east, they are all backed by aristocratic families, who supply them with blood and talents.
A big man doesn't dare to rely on aristocratic families, and he doesn't have the ability to train him. He relies entirely on picking up the slack. How long do you expect to last?
Do you really think you are a garbage man? Can you make a fortune by picking up garbage? Is it possible?
Therefore, in Feng Tubiao's opinion, since the aristocratic family dare not take this path, they have no choice but to bring out the magic weapon of his master - to work miracles with great force!
Oh, I was wrong. We should vigorously eliminate illiteracy and then educate the common people.
Finally, use huge numbers to impact and destroy the intellectual monopoly of the family.
The reason why Feng Yong did this is because there is a precedent. No, it should be called a precedent.
Later generations of the Chinese dynasty also made great efforts to eliminate illiteracy, and then recklessly produced workers in an assembly line manner that were barely in line with modern industry.
In the end, he created a code name for the terminator of international high-precision technology, and sold the so-called high-precision technology into international cabbage.
Of course, this also has drawbacks, which is the lack of independent innovation capabilities.
But at least the world economic miracle can make life easier.
After having enough food and drink, some people who are full of food will jump out and criticize how unreasonable the education system is. It does not implement elite education like their foreign fathers, which can cultivate outstanding talents.
Shendu is an elite education! At the beginning, the foundation was much better than that of Tianchao. How come it has fallen behind after so many years?
Looking at the current monopoly of intellectual resources by aristocratic families, do you feel familiar?
For the entire Han Dynasty, is this situation not a kind of elite education?
What's the final result?
Since he didn't dare to rely on the aristocratic family, Feng Tubiao was not willing to endure the pain of war when he was almost sixty years old, so he had to try to save himself first.
An old man who was almost sixty years old saw his descendants being destroyed in the flames of war. He might have to be chased around like a herd of sheep by rebel soldiers, and he might one day starve to death at the intersection.
Maybe one day he will die under the weapons of rebel soldiers...
Even if he was a high official at that time, he would be driven from Shuzhong to Luoyang by Wei soldiers. How could he survive with these old bones? He might be buried halfway...
It's scary to think about it.
Therefore, Feng Yong felt that even if the quality of the little bumpkins he hatched was not good enough, as long as there were enough, they might be able to support the big man a little longer.
At least hold the big man up until the day he dies.
As long as the big man is still alive when he dies, he can comfort himself by saying "I tried my best."
At least I deserve to have played the World of Warcraft map that says, "The people are still there, but who is dead?"
As for hatching Fukun, it means winning a special prize and making a lot of money!
Fu Kun is so fierce!
The Infinite Devouring Infinite Evolution is really going to be hatched, and Feng Tubao might have to go to Chang'an and Luoyang to visit it.
Therefore, we still have to do this local turtle incubation pool, continue to do it, look for opportunities to make it bigger...continue to increase investment!
But Feng Yong couldn't explain to Guan Ji this kind of unspeakable thing.
Guan Ji naturally didn't know that a country turtle had such big intentions in his heart and wanted to mess with Fu Kun!
She frowned slightly, "Brother is right, I'm afraid this craftsman will still have to ask..."
Having said this, she paused again and looked at Feng Yong.
Feng Yong understood, nodded and said with a smile, "Sanniang, don't worry. In fact, I also have the same intention. I just want to ask Jincheng to see if I can help."
As for the so-called Jincheng side, it is nothing more than the Prime Minister, the Prime Minister's wife, the Queen and a few others.
Although Guan Ji was sent here by the Prime Minister's wife, her heart already belonged to Feng Yong. The reason why she stopped mid-sentence was because she was afraid that Feng Yong would misunderstand.
Feng Yong naturally did not misunderstand anything, but made it clear himself.
Seeing that Guan Ji was okay, he said a few words to her, then asked her to have a good rest, and left the courtyard alone.
Just as he was thinking about going to the construction site to continue working as a contractor, he saw Amei, who had gone somewhere with his fellow villager, walking over in a hurry.
"Master, Li Langjun is back."
"Li Langjun? Are you trustworthy? He will come back as soon as he comes back. Why do you want to report to me?"
Li Qiu is not an outsider. He has spent more time in the textile workshop than in his own county government. There is nothing strange about coming back.
"It's not County Magistrate Li, it's Mr. Li Langjun."
"Li Langjun?"
Feng Yong repeated it doubtfully and suddenly realized, "Is it Wenxuan?"
"Yes."
"Didn't he say it would take a few more days to arrive? Why did he arrive so soon?"
Feng Yong was overjoyed and immediately threw away all the thoughts in his mind. Anyway, the Han Dynasty would still have decades to die, so he didn't care about this moment.
"Where is Wenxuan now?"
"Go back to the master, Li Langjun and his people are in the hall."
"Very good!"
When Feng Yong heard this, he ran away.
"Is Wenxuan ever well?"
Before Feng Yongren entered the door, he shouted first.
"Brother is here!"
As soon as Feng Yong's voice fell, he saw a person appear at the door with a gust of wind. He took a closer look and saw who it was if it wasn't Li Yi.
"I haven't seen you for a few months, and I miss you so much!"
Li Yi went to Nanzhong for a few months, and his skin, which had begun to turn white, turned dark again. It seemed that he must have gone out frequently and sunbathed a lot in Nanzhong.
Thinking of this, Feng Yongyong couldn't help but sigh, half seriously and half jokingly, "It's really hard for Wenxuan this time. I also miss Wenxuan very much! Whenever there is a shortage of manpower, I think of Wenxuan's good time."
After Li Yi heard this, instead of being angry, he laughed loudly, "I didn't expect that my younger brother is so important to my elder brother. It's really my honor for my younger brother."
Feng Yong then also laughed, and his heart was filled with the joy of reunited brothers.
"I got a letter from Wenxuan a few days ago, and I was still counting the days. It said it would take several days for you to arrive, but why did you arrive today? Also, why not send the message in advance so that I can go and greet you."
Feng Yong stopped laughing and asked again.
Hearing this, the smile on Li Yi's face disappeared, and he sighed a little, shook his head and said, "It's a bit unexpected to return to Hanzhong early. I will tell you more about it later."
"As for not sending the news in advance, it's just because when I arrived in Nanzheng, I met Yiwen and knew that my brother was working hard here and had no time to be around. Besides, I'm not an outsider, so why bother my brother for the etiquette of those outsiders?
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When Feng Yong heard Li Yi mention Zhao Guang, he couldn't help but have a thought, wondering how Zhao Guang's affairs were going.
It is not an easy task to find a prefect to ask for an account, hehe!
After the two of them finished reminiscing about old times, Li Yi and Feng Yong walked back to the hall together, and saw nearly a dozen people sitting inside, all old, middle-aged and young.
When they saw Feng Yong and Li Yi coming in, they all stood up and looked at Feng Yong.
"Brother, let me introduce you."
Li Yi pointed at one of them and said, "This is Mr. Fan. His acupuncture skills are unparalleled in the world. Doctor Fan, this is the brother I often talk to you about."
"I have never seen Mr. Fan."
As a junior, Feng Yong quickly bowed first.
Although he didn't know why Li Yi didn't bring any news about Zhang Zhongjing or his descendants, he did bring back a man named Fan. But after hearing Li Yi's comments about this man, Feng Yong wondered whether this man was a descendant of Zhang Zhongjing?