Tang's dining table

Cotton bombing is currently the most valuable family technical secret of the Yun family.

For this technology that can make the Yun family earn twenty thousand dollars a day, Cui implemented super confidentiality measures.

Currently, the only people who know the technique of playing cotton are Yunchu and Cui.

Yun Chu just casually made a bow and a hammer for playing cotton, and carried it on his back and played it randomly a few times. Cui did the rest and made up for the shortcomings.

Yes, in order to keep it secret, Ms. Cui would rather tire herself to death than let others interfere with the technical process of playing cotton.

This is also the reason why the Yun family can produce up to five quilts a day. It's not that mass production is impossible, but that after discussing with Yun Chu, Cui decided that a steady stream of quilts would be better than a one-off deal.

The biggest advantage of the palace maids who came back from the auction in Yeting Palace was that they were very strict-mouthed and had no relatives. They regarded the Yun family as a place where they could stay and retire for the rest of their lives.

For women in their thirties, in this era when the average life expectancy is less than forty-five years old, the court letting these ladies out of the palace is completely an act of letting go.

Mrs. Cui wants to get more palace maids from the Yeting Palace, not those who are young, but those over thirty years old, and those who are completely desperate for the future and just want to find a stable place to spend the rest of their lives.

It makes sense for her to do this, but it is not good for Yunchu's reputation. Ever since the Yun family bought back a group of elderly palace maids, there have been rumors in Jinchangfang that Yunchu, the young head of the family, loves old women!

This made the young ladies in Jinchangfang who were secretly interested in Yun Chufang heartbroken, and also made the middle-aged ladies in Jinchangfang who boasted that they were somewhat pretty, full of confidence.

Mrs. Cui, who was covered in cotton wool, came out of a big house in the inner palace. Yun Chu handed her the warm water and said, "It's not like you have no food. Why are you working so hard?"

Cui drank half a bowl of water, wiped the water stains from the corner of her mouth and said, "I have to bow my head to the ground to make the Yun family into a wealthy family."

Yun Chu smiled and said: "Take your time, the Yun family will become a rich family. You have to live to see it. After you die, I will burn paper for you and say that even if you are happy, you can only scream ghosts and chirps. significance."

Mrs. Cui said with a smile: "I am very energetic physically and mentally. I will definitely live to that time, and I will definitely see Naha become one of the most noble ladies in Chang'an.

Does Lang Jun know what it is like for the Yun family to earn twenty guan of money a day? "

Yun Chu thought for a moment and said, "Twenty guan per day, 600 guan per month, or 7,200 guan per year."

Mrs. Cui smiled and said: "This is one year's tax from the county! Although our family's twenty guan of money still has two guan of capital, there are still various sundries in the county's tax from the imperial court. Calculation It may not be as high as our family’s income.

The best thing is that our business of selling quilts is not eye-catching at all. It is all done by women’s needlework, so we can benefit for a long time.

This is the source of income that a big family should have. Unlike the Cui family in Qinghe, one family occupies almost more than half of the land in Qinghe. There are often thousands of lackeys under the family. If it is not managed well, it will destroy the family and the entire clan. "

Yun Chu nodded and said: "Don't take this matter too seriously. If you think whoever is safe, just hand over the skills to her and let her share some of the burden for you. After all, you are the big manager of our house. If this continues, you will be tired." dead."

Ms. Cui said with a smile: "Mr. Lang is considerate of the old slave. How could the old slave not know that the old slave can persist now? When the master will marry his wife and go home, the old slave will hand over the work in his hands."

Yun Chu shook his head and said: "There is no need. You only need to give her the money. Forget about the skills. You initiated this matter. As long as you don't make mistakes, it will always be under your jurisdiction."

Cui wanted to manage quilt production with Yunchu, and his intention to sell power was obvious.

Yun Chu felt that he could give her this power. Cui might think that this power was very, very powerful. However, playing cotton was nothing in Yun Chu's eyes.

Since being given power can make Cui more enthusiastic about work, why wouldn't he do it?

Naha is the happy fruit of the family. When this child was here, Yunchu felt very annoyed. Her voice was everywhere and her shadow was everywhere. Now that the child has entered the temple, Yunchu felt that there was no such thing at home. When I was a child, it didn't feel like a home at all. The cold list was like a temple.

Tomorrow he was going to report to Four Schools, so Yun Chu had to go into the study room and open a book that he had not opened for a long time.

Yun Chu opened the book, and the content above still appeared vividly in his mind. Although the old monkey's teaching skills were very poor and full of loopholes, who gave Yun Chu such a strong self-learning ability?

Therefore, Yunchu has firmly memorized the various scriptures and knowledge on the bookshelf, and what he has to do now is to integrate them.

However, it is not difficult for Yunchu to master everything. He only needs to listen to the authoritative teacher to explain it again.

It doesn't really matter what kind of classics the Four Schools study. What's important is that the Four Schools itself is a school specially opened by the royal family to curb the uncontrolled expansion of the gentry.

The "Nine-grade Zhongzheng System" official selection system formulated by Chen Qun of the Three Kingdoms has completely failed to adapt to the development of the times, and has instead brought endless disadvantages.

Therefore, as a substitute for the Imperial College and Imperial College, the Four Schools came into being.

Of course, if Wu Fu could live up to his expectations and completely improve the imperial examination system, those who used the back door to become officials, such as the Four Schools, would also end their lives and become the emperor's small back door for selling officials and titles.

Breakfast in the morning is meat buns.

But Naha still hasn't come back. This child likes meat buns the most, and she can eat five or six every time.

Without Naha, Yunchu didn't have much appetite. He ate three meat buns, drank a bowl of millet porridge, and then rode to Wubenfang on the edge of the imperial city.

Imperial College, Imperial College, Four Schools, Classics, Engineering, and Legal Studies are all here, occupying almost half of Wubenfang.

A wall away from Wubenfang is the Ancestral Temple, and a wall away from the Ancestral Temple is the Confucius Temple in Wubenfang.

At this time, Confucius had not yet become a saint, so he could only enjoy the leftovers left after the sacrifices in the Ancestral Temple.

No matter how the sacrifices are performed in the Imperial Ancestral Temple or the Confucius Temple, the training given by all students to the gentlemen is absolutely indispensable.

Yunchu's horse carried two pieces of silk, two jars of rice wine, two waxed lamb legs, and five hundred copper coins.

The good bay horse was originally a proud war horse. Although the injury on his butt has healed, it is still very sensitive and resents anyone or livestock touching his butt.

Now he was dragging silk cloth, rice wine, waxed lamb legs and a jingling bag of money on his back, standing among the horses like a humble pack horse, which already made him very angry.

There happened to be a boring female draft horse who always put her mouth behind her butt to sniff randomly, so the furious bay-red horse stood up and kicked out with two hind hooves like copper hammers.

The female draft horse whined and fell to the ground, kicking its legs randomly and unable to get up.

Yun Chu looked at the owner of the female draft horse coldly, and the owner of the female draft horse also looked at him coldly.

Yun Chu said: "Let's just forget about it, okay?"

The young man opposite shook his head and said, "If you don't succeed, give me a draft horse as compensation."

Yun Chu frowned and said, "It's your draft horse that's not good enough."

The young man opposite said: "My draft horse is based on emotion and ends on etiquette. What's wrong with that?"

Yun Chu thought for a moment and said, "Your horse is not dead, it's just injured. How about I pay you a hundred dollars to see a veterinarian?"

The young man sneered and said: "I bought the draft horse to carry things. If it can't carry things, it is worthless to me.

Considering that you and I are both going to study in the Imperial College, I don’t want you to pay for my draft horse. As long as you or your horse carry my things, how about letting this go? "

Yun Chu looked at the maroon horse with its head held high and an unhappy look on its face, then looked at the fallen draft horse and the things scattered on the ground, shook his head and said, "I won't do it."

The young man looked at Yun Chu's slowly clenched fist and said, "I won't compete with you."

Yun Chu slowly approached him and said, "You are older than me. Doesn't it mean that you took advantage of the boss in the competition?"

The young man backed away slowly, but did not stop talking.

"Your horse looks like a war horse worth thousands of gold at first glance, and its personality is extremely violent. You watched my draft horse being kicked by your war horse and broke its bones, but you were indifferent. After you couldn't agree on the matter, you habitually tightened your grip. Fists, this shows that you are used to using force to speak.

And for a person who rides a war horse worth thousands of gold, sees the wounded bleeding without any change in his face, and who likes to talk with his fists, it all proves one thing - your martial arts must be very good.

Today is the first day of school at the Imperial College. If you dare to compete with me in such a crowded place, it only means that you are sure of victory.

In this case, why should I compete with you?

Therefore, either you have to pay me to pull the horse, or you can help me carry the things in. Other than that, there is no third way.

I think you don’t want the doctors in the four disciplines to think that you are a cruel person who often uses force to solve problems, right? "

Yun Chu looked at his surroundings, slowly loosened his clenched fists, and said to the young man: "Very good, we study in the same place, and we will always encounter each other in the future.

May I have your name? How much does that draft horse cost? I will compensate you now. "

The young man frowned, as if he was having an ideological struggle, and finally shook his head and said: "I don't want compensation, you can leave."

Yunchu said seriously: "You really don't want to compensate?"

The young man shook his head resolutely and said: "No, you can do it yourself."

"May I have your name?"

"It is not pleasant for you and me to meet each other. It would be better not to know each other."

Yun Chu nodded and said, "It makes sense."

After saying this, he led the bay red horse into the Imperial Academy.

The young man watched Yun Chu enter the Imperial College, and squatted down to put away the things scattered on the floor. He looked at the draft horse that started to vomit blood and shook his head. He called two helpers from the street, and one of them helped him carry his things into the Imperial College. One was responsible for moving the dying mare away.