I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

In one month, more than 600 catties of glue were produced.

This is not a very high number, but... because they are indeed just getting started, this is a number that is within the tolerance range.

When Xue Rengui returned to Chang'an, the winter snow had completely melted, and the tender willows had sprouted new shoots.

The dry glue was transported to Fengchao. In the morning, there were not many customers in the restaurant. Yin Xuan came to take a look. Looking at these things, his eyes were somewhat complicated.

Sure enough, the rubber grass is a thing that is only used in emergencies.

He has been running the rubber lawn for so many years, and his monthly output can only be compared with that of Kamaluva, which has just started tapping rubber. When it gradually scales up there, the output will only be higher.

"Over the rubber grass, let them plant this year, and the production will be completely stopped." Yin Xuan thought for a while and ordered.

Give them a buffer period this year.

Wu Jue responded.

Electricity, until now, still hasn't been laid in the entire Chang'an City, not because of other problems, but mainly because of the wire grafting.

The rubber produced by rubber grass is too limited. Now it is used on ships and trains. It is too extravagant to use it to make wire casings.

Although Li Shimin also arranged for some people to replant rubber grass, the output was... touching.

Therefore, only a few squares in Shangshang and a few squares near Huaizhenfang have been popularized, and half of Chang'an is still black.

it's good now.

The promotion of wires can finally be officially put on the agenda.

Wu Jue opened and closed his mouth, repeated several times, and asked hesitantly, "Da Lang, why don't you move that geranium back and plant it yourself."

Yin Xuan shook his head: "It's been too long, I can't wait."

It takes at least five to six years for a rubber tree to be tapped, and... there are not many suitable environments for planting this kind of tree, which is a bit harsh.

It may have been planted for five or six years, but a severe drought or a severe cold will destroy the painstaking efforts of these years.

Industrialization is still in the hands of Yin Xuan, and there are not enough conditions and resources to promote the overall advancement of industrialization.

Hygrometers, thermometers, the laying of water pipes, and even... the construction of greenhouses.

When these things are satisfied, it is not too late to build a forest farm.

Ok…

"Do you know Qiongzhou and Yazhou?" Yin Xuan thought for a while and asked.

Wu Jue nodded.

In order to do business better, she wrote down all the maps of the Tang Dynasty in her head—I dare not say that it is 100% accurate, but she remembers the direction of every big river and every big mountain range. Clear and clear, not to mention just a superficial place.

Datang's administrative division is very interesting.

The small island under Guangfu is not a whole, but divided into two states, the one to the north is called Qiongzhou, and the one to the south is called Yazhou.

It will not be until hundreds of years later that he will be unified into a whole, a whole called Qiongzhou.

but…

Now that ships are gradually developing, sea transportation is not a difficult task for Datang. It is estimated that Qiongzhou and Yazhou will be integrated into a whole in a few years.

"That area is suitable for building forest farms." Yin Xuan pondered, "The climate there is very good."

"You can start preparing for this."

"I'll go talk to the court."

Wu Jue nodded: "Then I'll prepare some funds..."

Before she finished speaking, Xue Rengui acted like offering a treasure: "Ms. Wu, the funds for tree species can be saved, and Kamalubo will probably send them for free for flattery."

Wu Jue rolled his eyes and scolded: "You didn't know how to save money when I asked you to save money. You shouldn't save money now, but you came up with a blind idea?"

Xue Rengui was taken aback.

Yin Xuan sighed: "Planting trees in Qiongzhou and Yazhou is to change the livelihood of the people in the two states. This is the Tang Dynasty, not Kamalubo. You can get things done with a gun."

"Not only must it be done, but it must also be done beautifully."

"So for this matter, we open our mouths to contribute money, the court contributes efforts and personnel, and the two families can do it beautifully together."

"If Kamalupo is to give away the tree seeds for free, and we don't pay a penny, wouldn't the imperial court have an excuse to speak loudly at us lions if they worked hard and encouraged the people?"

Xue Rengui pondered for a while, then nodded blankly.

This group of people... really dirty.

He shook his head, and decided to stay away from the court, otherwise he would be complacent if he was toyed with by these old foxes.

Yin Xuan turned to Wu Jue, and continued, "By the way, since the production of rubber has been guaranteed, let Fengchao prepare."

"I plan to open a factory outside Chang'an City, with a scale of several hundred mu of land."

Hundreds of acres of land?

so big?Almost half the size of Fangshi.

How much does it cost.

Wu Jue complied, and became anxious again, no, I have to work harder and find a way to make more money. The speed at which Da Lang spends money is almost catching up with the speed at which he is making money.

Yin Xuan hummed a ditty and left happily.

Wu Jue narrowed his eyes and glanced at Xue Rengui.

Xue Rengui's heart skipped a beat. Originally, he wanted to stay and discuss with Wu Jue. The follow-up voyage still had the issue of weaponry development costs.

But now I suddenly remembered that staying here...wasn't it just being scolded.

"Mr. Xue Xiaolang, I have something to tell you." Wu Jue's tone was unusually gentle.

Xue Rengui stepped back abruptly, almost touching the wall, bowing politely: "I don't know what advice Miss Wu has."

Wu Jue waved his hand: "Sit."

Xue Rengui looked down at his feet and beside him, but there was no stool.

Wu Jue waved his hand again, repeating the word: "Sit."

Xue Rengui bit the bullet and sat down on his knees.

Wu Jue waved her hand, and the maid next to her brought him a chair, Wu Jue sat down, and then the maid moved a footstool for her, she put her legs on it, and the maid gently rubbed her legs. stand up.

then……

Wu Jue didn't speak, just closed his eyes and regained his composure.

Xue Rengui's scalp was numb. It's over. This is a protracted battle. Fortunately, I have the foresight. When I was in Kamaluva, I practiced kneeling and sitting. It should be no problem.

Hmm...should be.

Back at the restaurant, Yin Xuan first prepared meals for the guests, then asked Li Lizhi to send a maid home, and told Li Shimin to come to the restaurant if he could spare time tomorrow.

I have something to discuss with him.

Although he didn't say anything important, Yin Xuan sent someone to call, and Li Shimin didn't dare to neglect. The next day, instead of Xiu Mu, he rushed to the restaurant.

He hasn't been to a restaurant for a long time.