Farmer of Shu Han

Chapter 896 New Materials

"Castor?"

Governor Feng got up involuntarily, walked to Hualan, and took the few pretty-looking seeds from her hand.

Then hold it up to your eyes and observe carefully.

Oval, hard seed coat, glossy surface, mixed with black, white, brown and other markings.

"It's really a castor bean!"

Governor Feng said something full of nostalgia.

This time it was Hualan's turn to be shocked:

"What hemp? You know it's hemp?"

Feng Yong threw the castor seeds in his hand, and squinted at Young Master Hua who wanted to show off in front of him:

"The Marquis knows a lot."

"What's the air?" Hualan muttered unconvinced, "We call it Cao Ma, it's not what you said."

Guan Ji also came over, grabbed a few castor beans from the box, and asked curiously:

"This is a hemp seed? It looks like a bird's egg. How come I have never seen it before?"

When Huahuan saw it, she immediately became excited:

"Ma'am, this grass is something from the Panyue country. I heard that it came from the body poison. I have inquired about it. We big men don't have it..."

She chirped and chirped, but Feng Yong was completely confused.

"Where is this Yue Kingdom?"

"Uh, Panyue Kingdom is the southwest of Ailao Mountain..."

"Ailao Mountain? Are you also called Ailao Mountain?" Feng Yong was really surprised, "It's called Ailao Mountain now? I thought..."

Halfway through, he paused again.

But Guan Ji looked at Feng Yong strangely:

"During the Yongping period of the later Han Dynasty, the king of Ailao, Liu Maung, sent his son to lead a family of people, and his country was seven thousand miles southwest of Luoyang."

Speaking of this, Guan Ji paused for a moment, as if recalling something.

"My concubine remembers that Ailao Kingdom seems to be quite small. When King Ailao was attached, there were more than 70 Yi kings in the country, with more than 50,000 households and more than 550,000 Dingkou."

"Emperor Xiaoming first set up Ailao and Bonan counties with his land, and then divided it into six counties in Yizhou to form Yongchang County. There is a big mountain where Ailao Kingdom is located, which is called Ailao Mountain."

Awesome!

The big man is really awesome!

Governor Feng sighed sincerely in his heart.

If I remember correctly, Yongchang County now actually includes a part of Burma in later generations.

"How did you know so clearly, Mr. Xi?"

Guan Ji glanced at the garland, and said vaguely:

"Didn't you go to Nanzhong back then? Naturally, I want to know more about it."

Husband and wife are connected.

Feng Yong also glanced at the flower garland and understood what Guan Ji meant.

When the Prime Minister Ping Nanzhong, brother-in-law was the pioneer, and then she followed to the south. Guan Ji probably went to learn about the history of Nanzhong because she was worried about her brother-in-law and herself.

It is worthy of being General Guan who led the army to win the battle.

Before confronting the enemy, first understand the enemy as much as possible, so as not to fight unprepared battles.

It doesn't look like me, holding a few jars of wine, just rushing over...

It's just that the topic of Ping Nanzhong is always difficult to bring up too clearly in front of Hualan, so Guan Ji was vague for a while.

Feng Yong tried his best to match the geography at this time with the world map he knew:

So Panyue should be Bangladesh or even the northeast of India?

Then nodded: "I see."

"A Lang seems to have heard of Ailao Mountain, but he doesn't know it." Guan Ji looked at Feng Yong with some doubts in her eyes, "Then why do you know about this thing?"

As she spoke, she held up the castor bean in her hand.

"Oh, someone from the Shimen once brought this object back to the Shimen." Inspector Feng replied without blushing and heartbeat, "I heard that it was obtained after crossing Ailao Mountain."

"It's just that this kind of miscellaneous news is too fragmentary. I also heard it occasionally, so I didn't take it to heart. I also said that Ailao Mountain was named by the people in the teacher's school..."

As he said that, he smiled a little embarrassedly, showing embarrassment at his ignorance just right.

"Oh? Then, does Alang know the purpose of the thing?"

General Guan has always admired Alang's teacher, because over the years, she has felt that Alang's teacher's knowledge is really all-encompassing and unfathomable.

"You can extract oil."

Feng Yong played with the castor beans in his hand and said casually, "There is a lot of oil in these seeds."

"Oil?" Guan Ji's eyes lit up, "The kind of cooking?"

Oil is a good thing!

Looking at her, he wanted to put the castor beans in his mouth and take a bite, and Governor Feng almost flew away in fright.

He slapped off the things in Guan Ji's hands with lightning speed, and shouted loudly at the same time: "You can't eat it, it's poisonous!"

General Guan didn't expect Governor Feng's reaction to be so big, he was shocked.

Seeing the castor beans "crackling" falling to the ground, Feng Yong quickly bent down, and at the same time ordered the servants who were serving beside him:

"Quick, pick them all up, don't miss a single one!"

There are two babies who can run around at home. If one of them falls in the corner and they pick it up and eat it, it's really too late to cry.

Seeing Feng Yong's complexion changed drastically as if he was facing an enemy, Guan Ji quickly squatted down to help find the fallen castor beans.

Fortunately, Guan Ji only had a few in her hand, and she quickly picked them up. She counted them carefully and found that none of them were missing. Feng Yong was relieved.

Then Guan Ji asked carefully: "Is this thing poisonous?"

Hualan nodded quickly from the side: "Yes, yes, it is poisonous."

Feng Yong threw the castor beans back into the box: "Not only are they poisonous, but they are also very toxic. If a child eats two or three, and an adult eats six or seven, it is basically hopeless."

This time, Guan Ji and Hualan really believed that Feng Yong knew this thing very well.

But he said with some regret: "I have a brother who almost died after eating one."

When I was a child in my previous life, I often saw wild castor plants in twos and threes, no matter in front of or behind the house, or in ditches and field ridges, or even in dilapidated walls and ruins.

In the eyes of rural people, this thing is actually similar to weeds, which can grow anywhere and have extremely tenacious vitality.

All rural children know one thing, that is, wild fruits can only be put in their mouths if adults say they are edible.

If you don't say it, you can't touch it.

Once, Feng Yong, who was five or six years old, went to the wild to dig out bird nests with a few friends.

Among the children in the village, there will always be a few bold ones, commonly known as the king of children.

Feng Yong's group of friends, Kid King is an eight or nine-year-old boy. It may be that the rebellious period has arrived earlier, or it may be to show his bravery.

When everyone was playing in the field, they saw Kid Wang picking castor beans in public and peeling off the thorny shell with his bare hands. His face was painless, and he seemed not afraid of pain at all.

Attract the admiration of the friends.

So the guy floated away, chewed the castor beans that were peeled off, and swallowed it down...

The result can be imagined.

In the end, his father and several uncles took turns carrying him on their backs and ran towards the hospital like they were on hot wheels.

His mother followed behind with snot and tears...

Fortunately, the village where Feng Yong lives is not in a ravine, and there is even a national road that just extends to the edge of the village.

At the end of the national road, there is a hospital, which belongs to the resident hospital.

After many years, Feng Yong searched on the Baidu map, but couldn't find the marked hospital.

A troop was stationed about ten miles away from the village.

When sleeping at night, Feng Yong often heard the rumble of cannons coming from there.

Sometimes I go to school, and if I'm lucky, I can drop by with the field training troops.

The one I remember most was the downpour, lightning and thunder, and no one could be seen more than ten meters away.

A captain who was drenched all over his body knocked on the window of Feng Yong's house, took out a wet map, and asked Feng Yong's mother loudly for directions.

Feng Yong watched from the window, in the hazy rain, a team was walking silently on the muddy road.

Anyway, I thought they were very masculine at the time.

Then when I grew up, I also ran to experience the romance of a man.

Long story short, let’s talk about that brat who ate castor beans.

Later, of course, they were rescued. Afterwards, I heard from the villagers that the doctor said that the delivery was timely and that the food was not much, otherwise the person would be gone.

This story spread to several nearby villages, and even the teachers at the school heard about it.

The school also deliberately used this matter to educate the students of the school, and then a vice principal who was over fifty years old said with a sigh:

"Castor bean, even though it's full of poison, it's actually very useful."

"Don't you often read: big plane, stop for a while, please take me to Beijing!"

"This big plane has wheels, and castor oil is used for the wheels, and the oil used to lubricate the wheels of your sewing machines and bullock carts is also castor oil."

"The ink used to print your test papers on weekdays also contains castor oil..."

Recalling these things, Feng Yong couldn't help showing a smile, turned around and waved:

"Amei, come here, oh, by the way, call Mrs. Mu San over here too."

Hualan heard Feng Shishi say that someone in her school was almost poisoned to death, and then saw the other party's weird smile, thinking of this person's cruelty, she couldn't help but feel a little bit in her heart.

Guan Ji didn't seem to be able to see it, so she pushed him: "What are you laughing at? It's weird!"

"I remembered the usage of this object in the division."

Feng Yong asked Amei who came over:

"I remember, didn't you say that Liangzhou is too cold in winter, when you oil the wheels of the cart, the oil will freeze?"

Amei nodded:

"Not only the big wheels, but also the water mills and even workshops in Liangzhou in the future, all places where lubricating oil is used must pay attention to this situation."

Feng Yong laughed, pointed to the castor beans in the box and said:

"This castor oil has a lot of oil. Next year, we will plant some to extract the oil and see if it will freeze. Also, you can also try using castor oil to make ink and compare the effects."

"If the effect is good, then it is really God's help."

If the vice principal of the elementary school did not lie to himself, castor oil should be much better than the tung oil currently used in lubrication.

Anyone who has studied geography in high school knows that the temperature drops by about 0.65 degrees for every 100 meters in the troposphere.

The altitude at which the plane flies is basically below zero.

If castor oil is really used as lubricating oil, its frost resistance is much stronger than tung oil.

As for tung oil, there is a huge demand every year just to extract glycerin to protect soldiers from freezing, let alone waterproof and rust-proof weapons.

With castor, it can be regarded as making up part of the gap.

More importantly, castor is something that can grow in the wild. It does not need special service, does not occupy farmland, does not consume labor, and grows as it is planted.

It is simply prepared for the big man who is short of population.

With Liangzhou and Longyou, as well as the maturity of large-scale livestock breeding technology and captive breeding technology, coupled with the paving of cement No. 1, Dahan's transportation capacity will reach another level.

There will be more and more large-capacity four-wheel carts.

There are also schools everywhere, and the demand for ink will also increase.

The tung oil produced by Nanzhong alone cannot meet the future demand.

Castor is planted in the same year and harvested in the same year, so planting is much more convenient than tung oil.

At this moment, Li Mu also arrived and saluted Feng Yong and Guan Ji:

"Master, are you calling me?"

Feng Yong nodded and said to her:

"This is castor bean, also called grass hemp, which is similar to the hemp used by Dahan. In the spring of next year, I will have people try planting it in Hanzhong and Nanzhong."

"At that time, you should pay attention to this matter and see if the things grown can be woven into linen to make clothes."

Li Mu glanced at the castor beans in the box, his eyes showed curiosity.

However, she was able to restrain her curiosity very well, unlike General Guan who planned to test the poison herself, she quickly responded.

Feng Yong specially reminded Amei and Li Mu to pay attention to the toxicity of castor.

Then he mouthed at the garland: "What's next?"

Although he was a bit worried about Feng Guiwang's behavior, Young Master Hua really had to be convinced by this person's knowledge and methods.

This hemp was indeed used by the Panyue Kingdom to weave linen.

Although it is much rougher than the hemp silk of the big man, it is better than not picking the ground, no one needs to worry about it, and it can grow in the wild.

Unlike the big man who grows hemp, farmers are required to serve in the field.

Although these years, the life of the people in Nanzhong has been better.

However, there is no way to change the situation that there is no three-foot level in Nanzhong. It is not easy to grow grain, let alone grow hemp and weave cloth.

Even in the plantations of various families in Nanzhong, there are many people who work in the fields shirtless in summer.

In winter, it is not uncommon for a family to wear the same clothes.

If Guiwang Feng really has a way to promote it in Nanzhong, so that the people of Nanzhong who are not fully clothed can wear clothes, it will be a great merit.

Hualan opened the second box in a somewhat complicated mood, and took out a white cloth that was one foot long.

Before she had time to speak, Governor Feng rushed to the box, pushed her away, and took out a handful of white fluffy things from inside.

His eyes widened and he almost stuffed the thing in his eyes.

Then, under everyone's horrified eyes, I sniffed it with my nose, and even brought my mouth closer, bit it down, and tasted it carefully...

"Feng... Junhou, this, this can't be eaten..."

Hualan stammered and reminded.

After hearing Hualan's words, Guan Ji's complexion changed drastically, she rushed forward, and slapped off the thing in Feng Cishi's hand.

Then he grabbed Feng Cishi's chin with one hand, and stabbed it into his mouth with the other.

At the same time, his voice changed due to nervousness, and his fingers moved back and forth in Feng Yong's mouth:

"Where's the stuff? Where's the stuff? Did you eat it?"

Governor Feng rolled his eyes: "Ah, um, um, um..."

"Don't move around, hurry up, spit it out!"

Inspector Feng desperately broke General Guan's hand, freed his head, and then said "Bah, Bah, Bah!", glaring at the woman who suddenly went mad:

"What are you doing?"

"You can't eat this!" Guan Ji looked at Feng Yong anxiously, "Do you feel unwell?"

"I don't know if I can eat it or not?" Governor Feng stretched out his hand and pulled out a few strands of white silk from his mouth, and spit out a few more mouthfuls.

That's right, although it is a little different from the cotton of later generations, the color, touch, and feeling are definitely cotton.

"This thing can't be eaten, but it's not poisonous."

"No poison?"

"Of course it's not poisonous."

Guan Ji looked at the flower garland.

Huahuan nodded: "It's really not poisonous."

Only then did General Guan realize that he had overreacted, and he felt a little embarrassed:

"It's because my concubine has less experience."

Feng Yong was not in the mood to care about her, he looked at the flower garland: "Is this cotton?"

"It's Bai Dizi."

"Also called cotton."

"never heard of that."