Of course Erlang Zhao is a good husband now, but when he was not promising, didn't he always hang out with a bunch of bad friends?
Now that you have become successful, you can't just forget your friends from back then, right?
So many people came to the door in a roundabout way, hoping to establish a relationship with Feng Tuchel - if they got woolen cloth from Feng Tuchel and made their mouths full of oil, wouldn't that be something they could do with their eyes closed?
Look at the Huang family now?
Take a look at the current six-bedroom Li family?
Not to mention that the Guan family, which had given away the third wife of the Guan family to the local thugs in advance, had no money to clean up the paint on the pillar at the entrance of the house two years ago.
What now?
A big red pillar with shiny water, almost blinded by the sun!
Zhao Erlang was a loyal man, he only said that he would mention it to his brother when he returned to Jincheng, but at the same time he also said that there was no guarantee that his brother would agree.
"Erlang only needs to agree once and it will be done. Whether he agrees or not will be up to his own account."
The visitor didn't even meet Feng Tubao in person, but already called him "brother" affectionately.
After hearing what Li Yi said, Feng Yong realized that there were so many people willing to call him brother without him knowing.
I felt a little emotional at the moment, thinking that money is really a good thing, no wonder there will be a father Ma in the future.
At the same time, he asked Li Yi, "Wenxuan, do you think I should meet him?"
Li Yi had obviously been thinking about this for a long time, "I think it would be better for me to meet my brother. Those who Yiwen agrees to are all chosen."
"Either there is only an empty name in the family, and the family situation has actually declined, or simply the elders in the family have passed away, and I have to work hard at a young age. All in all, the few of us can suppress it.
Liveable."
"Just for this matter in Nanxiang, we brothers already feel that we are beyond our capabilities. Before my brother returned to Jincheng, he took two to three hundred lives to sacrifice the furnace. This manpower is becoming increasingly insufficient. If we get the help of those people,
This is convenient to supplement the labor force. After all, even if their family is in decline, their connections will not be completely cut off."
"It's not surprising that Wenxuan can consider this. I didn't expect that Yiwen himself could consider this in Jincheng." Feng Yong felt a little relieved. Since Li Yi said these words, it was natural that he had discussed it with Zhao Guang.
"In that case, let's find some time to meet up. But I'm afraid I won't be free these days, so I'll stay some time."
"My little brother understands. I will give them a reply when I get back."
I don't have time to see anyone else, naturally because I have to see the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty first.
After sending Zhao Guang off, the Prime Minister's Mansion quickly sent someone to send a message, asking Feng Yong to come to the government the next day to report on his duties.
The message was very formal, but the meeting was not formal at all.
The location is in the backyard wing of the Prime Minister's Mansion, not in the study room where the Prime Minister handles government affairs.
Zhuge Liang sat casually on top, with his wife Huang Yueying next to him.
There was even a middle-aged man with a beard on the table next to him. When he saw Feng Yong arriving, he grinned at him.
This person's surname is Pu, his first name is Yuan, and his given name... I don't know.
"I've met the prime minister, I've met my wife, I've met this Mr. Pu."
There is no way, the etiquette cannot be discarded.
That's how troublesome it is for seniors, who have to bow to everyone they see.
Just when Zhuge Liang was about to speak, Huang Yueying said first with a smile on her face, "Why are you so formal in this house? Just be casual and sit down quickly."
The Han Prime Minister twitched the corners of his mouth, but did not close his slightly open mouth. He could only pick up the bowl and take a sip of water.
I thought that this time I was going to give a serious report on my work. Feng Yong had been preparing for it for a long time, but he didn't expect that it would be a simple matter.
And looking at this situation, Huang Yueying is indeed the woman standing behind the Han Prime Minister.
Feng Tubao decisively abandoned Zhuge Yao and directly hugged Huang Yueying's thigh, "I will always obey my wife's orders."
"You've seen this Mr. Bo before. I won't hide it from you. I want to call you Senior Brother. So everyone here is my own, so you don't have to be restrained."
After hearing Huang Yueying's words, Feng Yong was surprised. Is this Pu Yuan's background so big?
"I called you here this time just to hear what you said about Nanxiang County. When others say it, it always feels like there is a layer of fog between them, and they don't hear it clearly."
After Huang Yueying saw Feng Yong sitting down, she continued, "You don't know, there are all kinds of rumors in Nanxiang County these days. They say that demons are rampant, that gods are coming, that they are unruly.
Well behaved..."
"The more I listen, the more curious I become. I didn't have a chance to ask you at your village a few days ago. It just so happens that you come over today and have a good talk with us."
Feng Yong glanced at Old Demon Zhuge and saw that although he didn't speak, he looked like he was listening.
I understand, it seems that this is what Zhuge Lao Yao asked out of shame, so Huang Yueying came forward to ask.
"What do you want to hear, madam?"
"Listen to everything. Why don't you first talk about the road paved with a single stone?"
"Madam, that's not paved with stones, that's called a cement road..."
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Although it was for Zhuge Liang, Huang Yueying was also very interested and asked a lot of questions.
He even asked why he was given a dog every time he gave birth to a child. He also asked whether the servant's family could support so many dogs if there were several children.
I didn't feel there was any ambiguity in what she asked.
"Back to Madam, there are pastures in Nanxiang. A lot of dogs are needed to take care of the cattle and sheep. The workshop also occupies a large area, so just relying on the nursing team is not enough. It is much more convenient to use dogs, and dogs are more agile than humans at night.
Awake."
Feng Yong's mouth was a little dry as he spoke. He licked his mouth, picked up the bowl and took a sip of water, and then continued, "If the servants' families can raise a good dog, they can exchange it for a year's rations."
Woolen cloth."
"Even if they can't be raised, if they grow bigger, they can be exchanged for food. Some families have enough food to eat, and they can be used as rations in winter. That's normal."
In the Han Dynasty, the practice of raising dogs was very popular, and they were used for many purposes, but the most important thing was to use them for food.
Yes, eating dog meat in the Han Dynasty was as common as eating pork in later generations.
But the reason why Feng Yong asked his subordinates to raise so many dogs was because he had a ranch and needed sheepdogs.
Workshops also need watchdogs, and mines in the mountains also need watchdogs. In fact, there are simply not enough qualified dogs raised in Nanxiang that can come in handy.
As long as those servants raise a good dog in their home, the superiors will recycle it, and the price is not low. If Mu Wuzhe takes a fancy to it, a good dog can be exchanged for a year's rations.
Mu Wuzhe was the Qiang leader who was half-forced to join Feng Yong in the first place. Now he is the dog steward in the ranch.
Note that this "dog steward" is a real dog steward, not a curse word.
There are many people among the Hu people who know how to look at dogs and how to train them.
This should be a skill they have developed through long-term grazing.
I heard that Muwuzhe's tribe avoided many disasters by relying on the dogs they raised.
So Feng Yong pulled him out as the former leader and directly appointed him as a dog in charge.
The dogs that were favored by the barbarians and trained were extremely intelligent and could understand simple commands. They already had the prototype of later generations of police dogs.
"There are so many ways to raise a dog?"
Huang Yueying's eyes widened and she asked with great interest, "Can you really use dogs to herd cattle and sheep? Isn't that the same as humans?"
No wonder she asked this, because farming and nomadic life are two different concepts.
Moreover, she is from the south and has never seen nomadic people. Naturally, she does not know that there are so many ways to herd.
Even in the north, in the eyes of the nobles, this kind of craftsmanship is not on the stage and can only be laughed off.
As for the dogs of the Han people, in addition to guarding the house, they are also used to store food rations. Who would have thought that there are so many ways to raise dogs? And there is no need for so many ways.
But in Feng Tubean's eyes, it was worth a lot of money.
"Not all dogs can be used to do this. Only a few dogs are qualified. And they need to be in good shape, carefully selected, and finally trained, so that they can have such abilities."
"This matter should be true."
Zhuge Liang listened for a long time and finally said, "In the past, dogs were raised in the Han army, but later on, there was not enough food to eat, so naturally the dogs could no longer be raised."