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Chapter 283 One day

Zhou Jun stood in the hall, looking at Huayue and the Byzantine nun, saying words he couldn't understand one after another.

After a while, Huayue came over and said to Zhou Jun: "She said her name was Valeria, and she was the eldest daughter of the Tasius family in Byzantium. Her family, because they opposed the destruction of icons, had a conflict with the Byzantine emperor.

Constantine V had been at odds with each other for a long time."

"Fearing that the emperor would be unfavorable to the family, the patriarch sent all the descendants of the family to a monastery far away from Constantinople. However, the Emperor's army in Asia Minor raided the monastery where Valeria was staying, and she was also captured

Lived and sold to Datang."

After Zhou Jun listened, he first asked a question: "What language did you just speak?"

Painted Moon: "Greek."

Zhou Jun said in his heart, no wonder he couldn't understand.

He began to recall carefully again. He was familiar with Chinese history, but he knew very little about Western history.

Zhou Jun only remembered that the Byzantine Empire was the Eastern Roman Empire, and this empire once launched a "Icon Destruction Movement" that lasted for hundreds of years.

Generally speaking, icon worship has existed in Christianity for a long time, and social forces opposing icon worship also developed in the Byzantine Empire.

In order to enhance the imperial power and suppress the power of the church, several emperors of the Byzantine Empire used the destruction of Christian icons as an excuse. The purpose was to reduce the influence of the church within the country and reclaim the land under the name of the church.

Apart from this, Zhou Jun knew nothing about the historical situation in Byzantium.

After thinking about this, Zhou Jun asked Hua Yue: "What does she want?"

Hua Yue: "She wants us to help contact the Orthodox Church and explain what happened to the Tasius family. According to her, the church will come forward to punish the emperor for his evil deeds and uphold the justice of the Lord, and we can also get

Corresponding rewards."

Zhou Jun shook his head after hearing this and said: "Not to mention the distance between Liangzhou and Constantinople, even if the church knew that the Byzantine emperor was secretly excluding dissidents, it would not be possible for him to choose to fall out with the royal power for the sake of a family."

Huayue nodded and said: "Yes, Byzantium is the gateway to Christianity. The church needs the Byzantine emperor's army to resist the attack of the Great Eclipse."

Zhou Jun glanced at the Byzantine woman with brown hair and blue eyes, and said to Hua Yue: "Find some rooms in the courtyard and settle them down first."

Huayue nodded.

After resting at home for a day, Zhou Jun, accompanied by Kong You, went to the back alley of Jin's house early in the morning.

The inner square that was originally crisscrossed was now widened and turned into a large square with three vertical and three horizontal lines.

There are hundreds of courtyards and small buildings built inside, as well as warehouses, workshops, schools, utensil making and so on.

Zhou Jun came to the gate of the square. Before he entered, he saw that the yard outside the inner square wall was filled with all kinds of large cars.

Zhou Jun then asked Kong You, "Whose are those carts?"

Kong You: "Go back to the master's house. He belongs to various shops in the city."

Zhou Jun: "Why stop here?"

Kong You: "They all came to buy Chongluo and Chongbrocade woven by Hualou machines."

Zhou Jun became interested and walked forward along the wall of the square.

I saw a high platform set up in the courtyard outside the inner square, and a shed on the platform. Standing under the platform were hundreds of business managers, and even some foreigners who had come from afar.

Several servants struggled to carry the large box filled with Chongluo Chongjin and carefully stepped onto the high platform.

Opening the box, the servant took out a heavy horse and hung it on the stand on the stage.

As soon as Nachung Luo was put on display, people in the audience were amazed.

Different from the light and soft single-layer silk, Chongluo is made by knitting several layers of silk together. Compared with the former, Chongluo has a thicker texture, brighter colors and more complex composition.

It makes the original planar composition of the silk pattern, through the superposition of multiple layers of fabric, form a semi-three-dimensional and semi-planar woven pattern with a spatial perspective structure.

Under the sunlight, the Chongluo glowed with various colors, and looked at it from different angles, and actually had different perceptions. As soon as this Chongluo was hung up, someone in the audience couldn't wait to shout out the price.

"Six passes."

The shop stewards were a little surprised and looked at the person calling out the price.

The man calling out the price was not a native of Liangzhou, but a curly-haired businessman from Tianzhu who had just arrived. When the managers saw this, they couldn't help but sneer.

The Zhu merchant didn't understand what was going on. Just when he was wondering, someone else quoted the price: "Forty-five dollars!"

"Forty-seven strings!"

"Fifty strings!"

The Tianzhu merchant was surprised when he heard this. It turned out that others were laughing at him for offering too low a price.

After listening for a while, he lost all face and left the courtyard in despair.

In the end, the first Chongluo was bought for 61,500 yuan.

Zhou Jun on the side asked Kong You in a low voice: "How many Chongluo can Lifang produce in a day?"

Kong You: "There are currently four Hualou machines in Lifang. If there is no problem with the machines during the process, they can produce twenty pieces of cloth every three days."

Zhou Jun made a calculation in his mind.

Three days, twenty horses, one horse with sixty guan, that is one thousand two hundred guan, the average income per day is 400 guan.

Excluding labor, raw materials, losses, etc., the profit is almost more than 300 dollars a day.

In one year, that's one hundred thousand guan.

Zhou Jun took a breath. The key to this business was that it was almost a monopoly.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jun asked Kong You: "I once promised that one of the twenty proceeds from the sales would be given to the craftsmen. Can I implement it?"

Kong You cupped his hands and said, "Everything is according to the master's instructions. You don't dare to be careless."

Zhou Jun nodded and followed Kong You into the village, first going to the tea frying workshop.

Now that spring tea is on the market again, Master Mao Shun is leading the craftsmen to check the quality of the tea leaves.

Seeing Zhou Jun, Mao Shun walked over with a smile, then pulled the former to the backyard, and said: "I have been waiting for Erlang, come and take a look with me."

Zhou Jun originally thought that Mao Shun was leading him to see the newly built machine, but unexpectedly the two of them walked through the long corridor and went deep into the inner square.

Standing at the entrance of the courtyard, Mao Shun slowed down, pointed to the newly built small building not far away, and said to Zhou Jun: "Erlang, listen."

Zhou Jun listened carefully.

The sound of children reading loudly came from the small building.

Mao Shun said with a smile: "The school is finally built, and the children finally have a decent school."

Listening to the childish voice, Zhou Jun didn't know why, but his heart slowly calmed down.

He said to Mao Shun: "You and I will grow old slowly one day, and these children are the future of this world."

Mao Shun: "Yes, there are many young people here who are smart and hard-working and will definitely become talented in the future."

Zhou Jun nodded lightly.

Mao Shun listened for a while and asked Zhou Jun: "Erlang, please tell me, what will the future be like?"

Zhou Jun took a long breath, raised his head, looked at the sky, and said slowly: "One day, the sky will be blue, the grass will be green, and there will be a group of people in this world, one after another, working hard for all the beauty in the world.

War, freeing everyone from the suffering of famine and war.”

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