Farmer of Shu Han

"Isn't it because I'm afraid that my brother will bite his tongue?"

Zhao Guang chuckled, and began to play dumb again.

Feng Yong laughed back angrily, and pointed at this guy: "This is what epilepsy does! Do you think I don't know?"

With that said, it's just a kick to go up.

Who would have thought that this guy had been prepared for a long time, and after exerting all his energy, his body only swayed for a while, and he immediately stood firm again. On the contrary, Feng Yong himself was unprepared, his feet ached from the shock. He grinned at the moment, wanting to kick again, hesitated for a while before giving up, and just gave him a hard look.

"Who said I was hysterical just now?"

The eyes of several people in the room all fell on Zhao Guang.

Sure enough, the two forced youths are so happy!

Feng Yong had an urge to control his hand, and really wanted to pick up something and smash it straight at it.

"You guys, go out first! If anyone else knows what happened in the house today, don't blame me for killing people!" Feng Yong threatened viciously, and at the same time told Amei, "Go, close the gate. Come on, don't let anyone else in."

No, if the breath cannot come out, the thoughts will not be clear, and if the thoughts are not clear, we must find a way to make them clear.

"Brother, brother, calm down, I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong! Let me spare you this time!"

When Ah Mei closed the door tightly and there were only three brothers left in the room, Zhao Guang suddenly rushed over and hugged Feng Yong's thigh, begging Feng Yong to forgive himself with a dead ball crying.

Seeing the faces of him and Wang Xun acknowledging the fight and scolding, Feng Yongchang sighed, thinking that my mother's life is wise, and one day it will be ruined by this guy as soon as possible.

Kicked Zhao Guang and cursed: "Okay, stop pretending, get up first, and I didn't want to do anything to you."

"Brother...don't blame the little brother?"

Zhao Guang raised his head, with a pitiful look, like a little milk cat that was abandoned by someone. This acting skill is no one else.

It seems that there is a reason why this guy can live such a happy life under Zhao Si's stick education.

They were also doing it for their own benefit, Feng Yong naturally wouldn't really blame it.

These two guys are both martial arts practitioners, and they don't know how much strength they used to restrain themselves in a hurry?

I didn't feel it when I was angry just now, but now that I have calmed down a little, I feel burning pain in several places on my body.

Feeling a little uncomfortable standing, Feng Yong had to sit down on the thing that looked like a chair in the room, waved, and said, "Come here, I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter, brother?"

Seeing Feng Yong's serious expression, Zhao Guang and Wang Xun thought that something had happened, so they quickly surrounded him.

Feng Yong pondered for a while, and said to Zhao Guang: "Erlang, you go to Yang'an Pass tomorrow, tell General Ma, and ask him if there is any way to borrow some craftsmen who are better at carpentry."

"What does brother want the craftsman to do?"

"Make spinning wheels and looms."

The spinning wheel is used to spin linen, silk or wool into threads, and the loom is used to weave threads into cloth.

These two things were the standard equipment of every family in ancient times.

"Aren't the people in the camp doing it?"

These days, as long as a man has a woman in his family, he will basically do these two things.

The only difference is whether it is done well or not, and whether it is done quickly.

Both Zhao Guang and Li Yi brought some parts. Although their best skill is killing people, they can barely pass the role of being a farmer for a while.

Feng Yong shook his head: "The spinning wheel needs to be modified, and the loom, I also want to modify it in the future. Without a professional craftsman, I'm afraid I can't do it."

"The left and right sides are all made of wood. Even if there is no craftsman to do it well, you can make it if you do it a few times?" Zhao Guang hesitated, "The craftsmen in Yanganguan are all registered in the register. If you want to come here, if someone finds out, the Prime Minister will blame you."

The place where the army is stationed needs to build a city and repair equipment, so there must be craftsmen.

There are only two places in Hanzhong where craftsmen can be found.

One is Nanzheng, and the other is Yanganguan.

Wei Yan and Feng Yong from Nanzheng can't count on it anymore, and it is still unclear whether he wants to be a member of the ranch.

But Feng Yong is not in a hurry, this matter mainly depends on Jincheng, as long as the Queen is willing, then A Dou is willing, as long as Huang Yueying is willing, then Zhuge Old Demon is willing.

As long as these two accept it, everything will be fine.

As for Wei Yan, even if he didn't want it in the end, Feng Yong wouldn't bother to take care of him. At most, it will not be so convenient to do things in Hanzhong in the future. It doesn't matter if it takes more trouble. It is a good thing that one less person will pay.

So now the only place where one can expect to find craftsmen is Yang'an Pass.

"Why is it for no reason?" Feng Yong naturally knew that what Zhao Guang said was true, and his eyes rolled around, "You just use my name and say that the Hanzhong Diannong official wants to improve some farm tools, Let's see if we can make some preparations for spring farming in the coming year, that's why we want some craftsmen to come over."

Anyway, in the winter, the army is nestled in the city to rest and recuperate, the equipment will not be damaged, and the craftsmen probably don't have much work, borrowing it and using it will not delay the work, what are you afraid of?

Hearing Feng Yong's remarks, Zhao Guang didn't feel anything, but Wang Xun opened his mouth wide. He really didn't expect to be called a young hero by the prime minister, and he gave so much for the big man, which made people feel full of loyalty My elder brother can actually say such things.

Wouldn't this have failed the prime minister's regard and the court's trust?

what do I do? Do you want to persuade your brother?

Wang Xun only felt a little tangled.

Feng Yong did not notice Wang Xun's ambivalence, and continued to say to Zhao Guang, "Of course, ordinary people can make the spinning wheel and loom. But if I want to make some improvements, I must be a skilled craftsman, otherwise It’s going to be a big mistake.”

"Since the elder brother said so, then the younger brother will try it." Zhao Guang nodded, which is considered to be in agreement.

As the second-generation official, even if he didn't enter the officialdom like his elder brother, he had heard about the officialdom, and it was a basic operation to manipulate such trivial things secretly.

"It's not about trying, it's about doing our best!" Feng Yong reminded, "Don't underestimate the improvement of this spinning wheel. If it's not bad as I expected, if it's according to Amei's idea, after the modification, the spinning wheel will be nothing to say. It can be three or four times faster than today."

"Three or four times?" Zhao Guang was taken aback when he heard that, even Wang Xun, who had always blindly believed in Feng Yong, couldn't believe it.

Feng Yong chuckled and didn't explain, thinking that this was just a small calculation.

The hand-operated spinning wheel uses the left hand to pull the thread, and only one spindle can be hung on the spinning wheel. If you free both hands, it will be at least twice as fast. On this basis, you can hang one or two more yarns. What's the problem?

The reason why Feng Yong was so successful just now is that he remembered the description of the Jenny machine in the previous life book, saying that it hangs a lot more yarn than the previous spinning wheel, and the working efficiency is many times faster than before.

The story of Huang Daopo is even more familiar. It tells the story of changing a hand spinning wheel into a pedal spinning wheel, and changing one spindle into three spindles.

Feng Yong made an estimate based on this story template.

Not to mention Zhao Guang and Wang Xun, no matter who they changed, they definitely couldn't figure out how much Feng Yong would value the little idea of ​​just a little maid.

Because only Feng Yong, who came from later generations, understands how important each increase in work efficiency will be to an industry.

In the final analysis, the industrial revolution was not because of the great improvement in work efficiency?

Naturally, Feng Yong didn't dare to hope that he could make a lot of money and cause some kind of industrial revolution, but he was very interested in increasing the output of qualified products and speeding up the speed of making money.

Naturally, the improvement of the spinning wheel will not be so smooth, and it is always necessary to continue to experiment.

But to put it bluntly, this improvement is to add a power device to the spinning wheel, and Feng Yong has a specific theoretical model (drawing sketches). As long as we follow this direction and do it a few times, it is impossible not to make it.

Therefore, skilled craftsmen are particularly important, which can greatly shorten the test time.

"Three... three or four times. Doesn't that mean that a spinning wheel is enough to spin the thread needed by a loom?"

Wang Xun has always been very concerned about what his elder brother wants to do, so he has inquired carefully about spinning and weaving.

Today's hand spinning machines are very slow to produce thread, and the thread spun by three or four machines can meet the weaving needs of one loom.

And how much cloth is woven is related to how much money you can get.

In other words, if it can really be changed, the money I can get will be three or four times more in one fell swoop?

Zhao Guang jumped up immediately, "Brother, you don't need to say anything. If this matter cannot be done in a day, my younger brother will stay in Yang'an Pass for a day. Even if uncle dies, he must make it happen."

Wang Xun thought, this matter is of great importance, how can I easily persuade my brother because of trivial matters, so that I am not missing a major event? Well, I'll just pretend I didn't hear those words.

Amei listened to her lord's words, and silently guarded the door, not letting anyone approach her.

After closing the door, there were only some indistinct voices, but at the back, only Zhao Langjun yelled, I don't know what the master did to Zhao Langjun?

Thinking of what happened in the house just now, Ah Mei was so frightened that she lost two souls and three souls. She couldn't help thinking to herself, this Mr. Zhao, really should be taught a few more lessons by the lord, to see if he dares to mess up again in the future. Gossip.

I was thinking wildly, only to hear the door of the house "squeak" open, and the three gentlemen inside filed out.

The lord who was walking in front had a bad expression on his face, holding his waist, and walked unsteadily, while Zhao Langjun who was following behind had a happy expression on his face, and his steps were brisk.

This scene made Ah Mui a little startled.

Feng Yong looked at Amei, but his eyes were full of satisfaction: "Amei, remember to come to my room tonight."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Guang and Wang Xun looked at A Mei with somewhat ambiguous eyes.

"Brother, this Amei is not bad, really good." Zhao Guang leaned over, showing a strange smile, and at the same time gave Amei a thumbs up, "Miss Amei, you are very good."

Even Wang Xun, who was following at the end, looked over with a face of approval, nodded slightly, and followed Amei to say hello.

At the same time, I was thinking in my heart, my elder brother is worthy of being an elder brother, and he is decisive with his wrist. The matter of spinning the wheel, not to mention that it is related to the wealth of his brothers, even the prime minister, I guess he should pay attention to it, after all, the wool is also used. to the spinning wheel. The elder brother took her into the room immediately, and it was considered as a way to avoid any future troubles.

Ah Mui felt the blood rushing to her forehead, she was dizzy, she just instinctively replied to Feng Yong: "Yes, obey the Lord's order."

"Go and help me boil some hot water. It was too messy just now, and my body is dirty. I want to take a bath."

Feng Yong didn't pay attention to Amei's strangeness, but gave Zhao Guang a warning look. This guy is talking nonsense again. Can this kind of joke be made in front of Amei?

"Yes, my lord."

After listening to Feng Yong's order, Ah Mei finally came back to her senses, answered again, and then limped and wanted to retreat.

"Wait, what happened to your feet?"

Feng Yong looked at Ah Mei's weird way of walking, and asked with some concern.

This girl is a talent that I will carefully cultivate in the future, so nothing can happen to her.

Hearing this, Amei turned around again, glanced at Wang Xun, and said a little, "No...it's nothing, it's just that her foot is a little crooked, it's okay."

"Brother, it's my younger brother's fault. I saw that my elder brother didn't look right just now, so my younger brother and my second brother went over... Cough cough, when I was helping my elder brother, I left Mrs. Amei aside, my hand was a little too strong."

Wang Xun first explained to Feng Yong, and then bowed his hands to Amei apologetically, "Miss Amei, I'm really sorry for being careless just now in a hurry."

Anyway, Mrs. Amei will be regarded as her brother's roommate in the future, and it is not shameful to accompany her as a gift.

Looking at the thin Amei, and Wang Xun, Feng Yong gave Zhao Guang a hard look at the end, it was all caused by this guy!

Zhao Guang was a little confused, just now, I don't seem to have met Ah Mei! Didn't Zishi say it? He was the one who threw Amei out.

Ah Mei didn't expect Wang Xun to salute her, so he waved his hands again and again, took a few steps back, and returned the salute: "The maid didn't dare, it was the maid who was wrong just now, and hindered the two gentlemen."

"Forget it, you go down to rest first, and I will ask others to do the boiling water."

In front of the two younger brothers, Feng Yong couldn't show too much concern for a maid, so he had no choice but to let her go to rest first.

At night in this era, lighting candles after dark is a relatively extravagant thing.

But for Feng Yong, no matter how extravagant, knowledge and talents are not as important.

After a few sounds of "Du Du", there was a knock on the door of Feng Yong's room.

"Come in."

Feng Yong was writing and drawing at his desk under the not-so-bright light, when he heard the knock on the door, he said without raising his head.

Thinking of so many things during the day, Feng Yong naturally wants to take advantage of the time when the memory is still fresh, regardless of whether it is useful or useless, as long as he thinks it is valuable, he can write it all down, maybe sometime in the future. Is there a scene?

There was a very soft sound of opening the door, and a figure walked in quietly, and then gently closed the door.

But after a while, there was no more movement. Feng Yong raised his head strangely, and saw that Amei was holding something in his arms, and he almost shrunk his head out of sight, and he didn't know what he was doing.