Five hundred and fiftieth eight chapters not doing business
After getting up and sending Bai Shizhong away, Yang Lin felt a little confused.
When the order came into Wu Lin's hands, it was announced that the Song Dynasty had changed from a celestial kingdom to a colonizer for the small countries and countless islands in the South China Sea.
Even though the methods would not be as bloody as those in the West in later generations, but would be relatively mild, it was not a glorious thing after all.
After thinking about it, this is not necessarily a bad thing for them. The natives on the island now live like wild animals, almost in a slave society. As long as what they bring is not massacre, it can be regarded as giving them a hand.
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As for the gold and silver minerals and spice rubber on the island, they won't use them if they stay there.
"Dalang?" Xu Saiyue warned him when she saw him lowering his head and almost hitting a pillar.
Only then did Yang Lin raise his head. The Taoist boys in the courtyard had already dispersed. There were some noisy voices outside, mostly female voices.
"Yue'er, what's going on outside? It's so chaotic."
The outer courtyard of Zhaodefang is like a big square, with all kinds of people living in it.
As long as they have some connections and skills, they can all be assigned a courtyard. Many of the miscellaneous scholars are middle-aged men, and it is inevitable that they have families to support, and everyone is proud to live in Zhaodefang, so the scale is really not small.
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Xu Saiyue covered her mouth and smiled and said: "The female relatives in the outer courtyard were very bored, so they forced Mr. Jia to make a spinning wheel. I heard that they can spin and weave cloth. Originally, they wanted to watch the fun."
She is still a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old who is just like a bud. She smiles softly and reveals a bit of innocence and cuteness. Then there is a pair of warm and delicate small breasts, which make the crescent-white folded clothes rise and fall. Although they are not
It's very plump. From Yang Lin's perspective, you can vaguely see a touch of delicate and white cleavage, which makes people's hearts flutter.
Yang Lin thought to himself that the loom was probably just a spinning wheel. There were so many talented people in the outer courtyard, but a group of idle and bored women forced them to do it. It was not certain that there might actually be any invention, so why not go and see for yourself.
"Hao Yue'er, I have nothing to do. Let's take a look with you." Yang Lin had just finished his morning exercise and felt refreshed. He reached out to grab Xu Saiyue's little hand and rushed to the outer courtyard.
Xu Saiyue's heart felt sweet, her face was filled with disbelief and joy, and she was led out obediently.
Since he and his two nieces were sent to the Yang Mansion, Dalang has been very kind to him. At first, he was afraid that he was given to a bad old man. Who knew he was the number one scholar in the dynasty or such a big official.
Xu Saiyue grew up in a boudoir and was like a blank piece of paper. When she met a master like Yang Lin who could collect honey from his mouth, she was coaxed to death.
There is an open space in the middle of the outer courtyard. It was originally the place where Xu Shuwei and others studied, but now it is crowded with people.
Jia Huaian is a craftsman in his early forties. Although he is a leader in this industry, his status was not very high before.
He often had to help others with carpentry work and make tables, chairs and benches to support his family, but his ideal has always been to build an aircraft that can carry people into the sky.
The last cliff gliding strengthened his belief. Who would have thought that in the past few days, his wife had forced him to make a spinning wheel, and he had to personally teach these women.
Jia Huaian had a stinky face and listlessly talked about how to operate. The girls and wives around him were all chirping, which made him even more irritated.
"Okay, do you all understand?"
When Jia Huaian asked, no one answered him. Many female comrades were still touching here, rubbing there, pointing and laughing.
Yang Lin was outside and couldn't stop laughing. Jia Huaian was angry and said: "You know everything, right? I'm leaving. How can I be so noisy?"
"Hey? I said Xiaoxiang's father, why are you so angry?"
"That's right, after all, I'm still your aunt. Your father has to be polite when talking to me."
"Ms. Jia, your husband has a very bad temper. Yesterday he came to our house for a drink, but I didn't see how he offended him."
The wife of the Jia family laughed with her and poked her husband in the arm. When Jia Huaian was down and out, he relied on his wife to support him and never left her. He loved his wife the most and lost his temper.
When the girls saw it, they immediately felt emboldened. At first they attacked him verbally, but then some of the older ones took advantage.
The people who came with his wife were all Jia Huaian's friends. Most of them were watching the scene, and few dared to step forward.
Jia Huaian covered his head and begged for mercy again and again, making Yang Lin laugh out loud.
Before losing their true nature under the torment of ethics, Han women were also a group of flesh and blood and would not become the vassals of men.
Someone here who knew Yang Lin screamed, which was Jia Huaian's rescue.
All the women also calmed down and felt quite embarrassed.
Yang Lin walked to the front, and Jia Huaian was in a panic. He cupped his fists and said, "I have seen Shao Zai, and I made Shao Zai laugh."
Yang Lin patted his shoulder and asked: "Why does this spinning wheel look different from the previous ones?"
Jia Huaian did not expect that a person like Shaozai would care about a small spinning wheel. He patiently explained: "For convenience, the villain added a pedal under the spinning wheel, so that he can use his feet to spin cloth and his hands to spin.
Come and weave."
Yang Lin snorted and asked, "Why didn't you make such a good thing earlier?"
Jia Huaian frowned and said, "This is a small road. To be honest with you, the young master, the villain has his ambitions thousands of miles high in the sky."
Yang Lin kicked him and cursed: "You are so ambitious here. I took the students to the textile workshop. You went with me a few times, right? You can hold it back and say nothing."
Jia Huai'an was a little dissatisfied, but he kept admitting his mistakes.
Yang Lin asked: "You said there is no way to drive a spinning wheel without even using your feet."
Before Jia Huaian could say anything, a middle-aged man next to him twisted his beard and said, "What's the problem? Just add a water tanker."
At this time, the women consciously took a few steps back, and a group of submerged men finally became the protagonists.
When you say something, when I say something, Yang Lin's scalp goes numb.
This group of people contains countless energies, but they get together every day, do nothing but play flashy things.
If someone guides them, I don’t know what kind of power this Zhaodefang outer courtyard will burst out. It’s not a bad idea to say that they will change the world.
The women around them were all overjoyed to see their men excel in front of Yang Shaozai.
Yang Lin's heart moved. Now is the most prosperous period of commerce in the Song Dynasty. The Silk Road in the Western Regions has been restarted; Dali leading to South Asia has been opened in the south; Japan and Korea are in the east, and maritime merchants are crowded with Mizhou Port and Tianjin Port; in the north
There is the Ancient Tea Horse Road
Build a steam engine and increase the production of cloth and silk in the Song Dynasty. There will be golden trade routes there.
Would you and Bai Shizhong still worry about money like this?