As the most professional construction team in the world, it is very simple for the engineering team to build a yard in Pingxiang City in more than a month.
Zhang Xingyi looked at the large rammed earth yard, then at Feng Yong who was walking in the front, and suddenly thought of a question.
I saw her taking two quick steps, catching up with Guan Ji, and holding her arm affectionately, "Sister, did you and your brother live in a house like this when you went to Nanxiang?"
After hearing this, Guan Ji's eyes showed a look of reminiscence, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up slightly. It seemed that she was remembering the scene when she and Alang went to Hanzhong for the first time a few years ago.
She patted Zhang Xingyi's hand and said warmly, "How can such a good thing be possible? Back then we built a thatched hut by ourselves."
Zhang Xingyi stuck out her tongue. She tilted her head and thought for a moment. She really couldn't think of what it was like for Feng Junhou, a man with world-famous articles and few martial arts, to lead a group of people to live in a thatched house.
situation.
From a farm boy, he worked hard to become a world-famous prince in just a few years.
It would be impossible for those arrogant family members to get into high positions after scolding them, showing no virtue or deeds, and so on.
But if it were Guan Ji and Zhang Xingyi, it would be different.
After all, the case of the late emperor and these two adults is there.
Many women have this complex of worshiping their father.
Zhang Xingyi felt that the person in front of her was a bit inferior to her and was too timid.
How old was my mother back then? She was still a girl from the Xiahou family. Didn’t you just take her away as soon as you said she would?
"Brother, do you plan to build Pingxiang City like Nanxiang City?"
"This is definitely not possible. If there is no city wall in Nanxiang and there is no city wall in Pingxiang, how can it be possible?"
Feng Yong stopped in front of the courtyard hall, turned his head and smiled.
If Pingxiang dares not to build a city wall, a cavalry team will quietly come over from Liangzhou one day and take advantage of the opportunity to plunder, and then there will be no place to cry.
And this place is no different than Nanxiang. Horse thieves and small groups of bandits are everywhere. Without the protection of the city wall, Feng Yongyong is afraid, but it does not mean that the people below will feel safe.
Amei walked up to Feng Yong from behind and asked softly, "Master, do you want to take a bath first or eat some food first?"
"Did you cook the food?"
Feng Yong asked casually.
"yes."
"Then let's eat first."
After giving the rice to Zhao Guang, Feng Yong's diet quality has dropped significantly these days.
In addition, the weather is starting to get colder, so it would be best if you could have a warm meal first during this trip.
After hearing Feng Yong's words, Amei quietly retreated.
Then Guan Ji stepped forward and helped Feng Yong take off his cloak, coat and other items.
Li Mu saw the two showing affection, smiled calmly, and looked as usual.
However, Zhang Xingyi couldn't help but pouted.
The food was served quickly, and Feng Yong sat at the head table.
On the left and right below are Guan Ji and Zhang Xingyi. Li Mu sat behind the two of them with a wink, and these three people were considered as companions.
Amei, on the other hand, was standing next to Feng Yong, helping him pick up the food very attentively.
After devouring only half full, Amei brought up another jar. As soon as he opened the mud seal, Feng Yong raised his head and twitched his nose, "Where did you get the wine?"
Amei carefully poured a glass for Feng Yong, and saw that the wine in the glass was slightly yellowish, and had an extra fragrance compared to the wine of this era.
"This is..." Feng Yong thought of something, his heart moved, and he looked at Amei, "Have you done it?"
There was a look of pride on Amei's face, and the light of longing and hope shone in her eyes, "Master, please try it, I don't know if it suits your taste."
When Feng Yong heard this, he picked up the ear cup and took a sip. The aroma of the wine entered his mouth, and there was also a hint of sweetness that seemed to be absent. Compared with the rum of later generations, it was less mellow.
But that's enough.
Because the big man has been abstaining from alcohol for a long time.
And even if you don't ban alcohol, even the wine of this age, which is similar to vinegar, cannot be as good as the wine in your hand.
Feng Yong thought of this and looked at Amei, who was staring at him without blinking. If it weren't for his wife watching below, he might have hugged this precious woman and kissed her first.
"Yes, it's really good. This wine is beyond my expectation." Feng Yong did not hesitate to praise, "Amei, you have done a great job."
The traditional sugar pressing technology is very ineffective in squeezing cane juice.
The residue of sugar cane will retain too much sugar juice.
It is not impossible to use these residues to make paper. After all, this is how Feng Yong deceived Adou in the first place.
But in this case, a papermaking workshop would have to be built in Nanzhong, and the paper would have to be shipped from Nanxiang.
It’s not that the cost is too high, after all, the paper produced by Nanxiang is also a high-profit product.
For example, Xiang Lang promised to write an inscription for Nanxiang Academy. In addition to Ma Su's incident, Feng Yong also promised to send him a cart of paper.
However, based on the principle of maximizing profits, Feng Yong decided to use sugarcane waste residue to try brewing wine first.
The profit from wine is much higher than that from paper, not to mention that the country is still in the prohibition stage.
The most famous wine made from sugarcane residue is rum.
After all, girly cigars, coffee, and rum are all considered Cuban specialties and are quite famous.
It is a weapon used by many nouveau riche to show off.
After Feng Yong fell in his previous life, he had frequent contact with them.
Especially rum, it's called pirate romance.
Women generally have little resistance to the word romance, so Feng Yong naturally had to learn a little about its origins, how to drink it, etc.
The traditional brewing method of rum is very simple. What Feng Yong lacks is an oak barrel for showing off.
But as a prince of the Han Dynasty, Feng Junhou said that the food from the Han Dynasty is the best, just use jars, but what kind of oak barrels should be used?
"Go and pour a glass for Xijun. Xijun is very sweet. Let's see if you like this wine."
The wine in this era was really hard to drink. Finally, he found a drinkable wine. Feng Yong was so happy that he couldn't wait to share it with others.
Guan Ji had a smile on her face, but she didn't have any curiosity, because she had already tasted this wine when it came out.
After all, Ghost King Feng's prestige in Yuexun cannot be overshadowed. As the Ghost King's wife, even Meng Yan, the prefect of Yuexun, has to give Guan Ji a three-point lead.
What's more, this wine was brewed by Amei. As a concubine in the Feng family, she still knew who was in charge in the family.
"Why did Alang think of making wine from sugar cane?"
Guan Ji took a sip, then signaled Amei to pour some for Zhang Xingyi and Li Mu, and then asked Feng Yong.
Feng Yong laughed, "I've had it before. In the master's book, there are records on how to use sugar cane to make wine."
Zhang Xingyi is not interested in wine, and hates other people getting drunk.
But the fragrance of this wine was really different, and seeing the excitement on Feng Yong's face, she finally took a sip carefully.
Because the craftsmanship was not up to standard, the alcohol content of this wine was not too high, and there was a little bit of molasses in it, giving it a hint of sweetness, which made Zhang Xingyi feel that it was drinkable.
"What kind of wine is this wine?"
"Cane wine, let's call it that for now. We can think of a better name later."
Feng Yongyong said nonchalantly.
Li Mu, on the other hand, his eyes widened after taking a sip, "Junhou, what you are saying is that this is wine made from sugar cane. Doesn't that mean it is not prohibited alcohol?"
Feng Yong knew what Li Mu was thinking as soon as he heard it. He shook his head gently, "Even if this wine is not prohibited, the Prime Minister cannot let it be sold outside."
"At most, you are allowed to brew wine for yourself privately at home. Otherwise, what's the point of the prohibition? Others don't care whether you use sugar cane or grain."
"As long as the profit from this wine is high enough and others can't get the sugar cane, they will naturally replace it with grain. How can you ban it?"
Of course Feng Yong wants to sell this wine, but in the current situation of the Han Dynasty, if he dares to let go of selling wine, it is certain that grain wine will appear.
Rather than being implicated in the end, it would be better to hide and drink from the beginning.
In the past two years, the prohibition on alcohol in the Han Dynasty has been relaxed a little. As long as you don't go out on the street and say that my family is brewing wine, or sell it openly and openly, and your family brews and drinks it, the government will not cause trouble.
Of course, this wine may also be listed separately. For Guanzhong Liangzhou and so on, there is no need to mention this for the time being.
Li Mu understood it as soon as he heard it, with a look of disappointment on his face.
As the largest CEO under Feng Yong, she is not interested in money, but is very interested in how to make money.
Because in this process, she can experience the pleasure of taking control of power.
Guan Ji, on the other hand, after listening to the conversation between the two, glanced at Li Mu with a thoughtful expression. She suggested to Feng Yong, "Calling sugarcane wine is a bit vulgar, why not call it honey bar? It looks like golden wine."
Honey water, it tastes sweet when you drink it.”
"According to what Mr. Xi said, it's called honey wine." Feng Yong said with a smile, "As long as Mr. Xi is happy."
As he said that, he looked at Guan Ji with burning eyes.
Guan Ji's face turned slightly red and she spat secretly, which made Feng Yong's heart beat like a deer.
After eating, it was not too early. Feng Yong ordered people to disperse the bowls and chopsticks, and told them to discuss matters tomorrow. Then he hurried down to take a bath and prepare to rest.
After being separated from Xijun for a year, I miss you so much that I am crazy about you. How can I be in the mood to think about anything else?
Of course, it would be better if you drink some mead before going to bed.
As sweet as honey!
When he woke up early the next morning, he felt refreshed. Feng Yong pushed open the door of the wing, and saw Zhang Xingyi sitting there with blank eyes at the door of the wing across half of the courtyard. He didn't know what he was thinking, and there seemed to be some circles under his eyes.
blackened.
"Hey, Si Niang, are you getting up so early?"
Feng Yong asked somewhat unexpectedly.
Zhang Xingyi woke up with a start. When she saw Feng Yong opposite, she said "Yeah", stood up in a panic, turned around and was about to run away.
Unexpectedly, he took two hurried steps, suddenly turned around, glared at Feng Yong, snorted first, and then, perhaps feeling that it was not enough to express his anger, said "poof" again.
Then he turned back to his room and closed the door with a bang, making Feng Yong a little confused.
Guan Ji, who had Ruyun's hair hanging down, poked her head out. It seemed that she had only combed it a little.
Although the lazy-looking beauty only showed her face, her astonishing beauty was revealed without any concealment. Her face was as smooth as white jade, with an alluring ruddy color, like a flower that had fully bloomed after the rain.
Just as she was about to speak, she saw that Amei had appeared outside the corner with wash water, and she retracted her head.
He didn't have time to think too much about Siniang's abnormal behavior. Even if he could guess something, Feng Yong didn't have time to care about it.
Winter is approaching, and there are still many things to do in Pingxiang.
After a hurried breakfast, someone called Wei Rong over and started arranging things.
"Guang Xunlu will go to Hanzhong in a few days. In addition to carrying the emperor's orders, he will also pay a visit to Nanxiang Academy."
Feng Yong sat on it and said, "At the same time, people sent by the palace will also go to Nanxiang."
His eyes fell on Zhang Xingyi, and he saw that she still looked a little dazed, so he coughed and said, "Siniang, you still need to worry about this matter."
Zhang Xingyi did not respond.
"Fourth mother?"
Guan Ji, who was sitting opposite, shouted.
Zhang Xingyi said "Yeah", sat down hurriedly, and looked at Guan Ji, "Sister, what's the matter?"
Guan Ji said helplessly, "What's wrong with you today? You don't look good. Did you not get a good rest last night?"
It's okay that Guan Ji didn't say this. When she mentioned this, Zhang Xingyi's face turned red, "Sister, what did you say? I didn't know how well I slept last night."
Naturally, she would not admit that she secretly went to listen to Qianggen last night.
"What's on your mind, Si Niang?" Feng Yongye asked, "When I was talking to you just now, you seemed absent-minded?"
"It's okay!" Zhang Xingyi glared at Feng Yong and said angrily, "Where did you say just now?"
Feng Yong was choked by her, and it took him a while to react. He glanced at Guan Ji, who was smiling but not smiling.
Then he stuttered and said, "Well, the palace sent people to Nanxiang Academy to enroll, and wanted to invite Siniang to go to the academy to calm things down..."
"What is a town?"
Not only Zhang Xingyi, but also Guan Ji looked over curiously.
"Uh, uh, I just want to suppress those people coming out of the palace to avoid causing any trouble."
Although they may have been warned before coming to Nanxiang, some people still feel that their identities are different from others. If something happens, although Feng Yongyong is afraid, it will always be disgusting.
So it would be best to find someone who can suppress them.
"Do you really want me to go back to Nanxiang?"
Zhang Xingyi asked reluctantly. She looked at Guan Ji again and pouted.
Guan Ji smiled with relief, "Six Niang is a female official in the palace, but when we encounter matters related to the palace outside, if we don't look for you, who else can we look for?"
"And it doesn't mean that you won't come back after you go to Nanxiang. I just ask you to suppress them until they adapt to the rules of the school. Even if you don't come back, then we will have to ask someone to invite you back."
"This matter in Longyou has just begun. There are still many things for you to do later, don't you think so, Alang?"
At the end of her speech, Guan Ji turned to Feng Yong.
"Yes, yes!" Feng Yong nodded repeatedly, "Six Niang returned to Nanxiang and asked Li Tong to work hard to raise more bees. This year's sucrose has come out, and I will have someone send you more."
"When the time comes, put the sucrose in the bees' nests, and the bees won't have to worry about starving to death in the winter. This honey water and beeswax will be of great use in the future, it all depends on Siniang."
As soon as Zhang Xingyi heard that she was so important, and saw that there was something special in Guan Ji's eyes, her thoughts suddenly became clear, and she nodded and said, "Since my sister said so, then I will go back to Nanxiang.
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"The people who come out of the palace really need to be warned more, lest they become like that yellow thing again..."