Farmers of Shu Han

Chapter 269
The reason why Feng Tubie thought that Old Demon Zhuge was for Nanzhong was entirely because he knew that after Old Demon Zhuge pacified Nanzhong, it was the first time that it was barely brought under the effective rule of the great Han.

Although it can only be regarded as a rough outline of the discipline, Yi and Han are rough and safe.

In order to achieve the goal of appeasing the barbarians, the Zhuge old demon taught the Nanzhong barbarians to learn cattle farming and more advanced textile technology on a large scale for the first time.

Before that, although there were rumors that the senior officials also cultivated textiles, for the whole Nanzhong, the senior officials still accounted for the majority.

So the old demon Zhuge wanted the blueprint of the spinning wheel and loom in Feng Yong's hand, not to prepare in advance, so what else?
"If the people from Jincheng are to enter the textile workshop, there is one condition."

Ma Di tapped on the desk lightly, and said another sentence.

"Didn't you say that the Prime Minister loves me?"

Feng Tubie knew that things were not that simple.

"Listen to me first."

Ma Su really didn't want to argue with this kid, "The wool weaving share is divided, we need to change it."

"How much?"

Feng Yong tilted his head and asked.

Three to seven points is definitely not enough, four to six points, for the sake of Zhuge old demon sending someone, it is barely acceptable.

Anyway, it's just one year, so earn less if you earn less.

After all, Pingnan High School also needs money.

"Before September this year, three to seven points, you three, the court seven. After September, seven three points, you seven, the court three."

Um?Um!
Feng Yong's eyes widened again, this time it really confused him.

"why is that?"

All in all, it's basically five or five points.Because around September is the time to collect the second batch of wool.

Of course, if you think about it seriously, Feng Yong may have lost a little bit. After all, after the first batch of wool is collected in spring, there will still be some sporadic wool sent over later.

But this is not important, because the old demon Zhuge sent himself a group of Han people, which is very important for Feng Yong who lacks labor, especially for Feng Yong who is familiar with spinning and weaving.

It's just why the old demon Zhuge wanted to change the division method of wool cloth?
"This has nothing to do with you, I just ask you, are you willing to do this?"

"Mr. Ma, is the food for the big man ready again this year?"

Feng Yong didn't answer what Ma Su said, but instead asked a question without thinking.

"Although it is still some time before the harvest, but now it seems that I am afraid that there will be more harvest than last year."

When Ma Di said this, his eyes became even more complicated, "Speaking of which, the Quyuanli and Ba Niuli are indeed sharp farming tools."

Well, deep plowing is indeed beneficial to harvest more grain, and Dujiangyan is indeed a great project.

If you want to pacify Nanzhong, the first influencing factor is money and food.

With the money from selling eight ox plows, and the wool cloth that can be used as hard currency from Feng Yong this year, I think the finances will not be too tight.

Feng Yong suddenly understood, the old monster Zhuge had some capital and wanted to be frightened!

Seeing that I have some money and food in my hands this year, I began to sharpen my sword.

Thinking of this, Feng Tubie tentatively asked, "Mr. Ma, there are so many people in my place, and I want to store more food, do you think so?"

Ma Di stared at Feng Yong expressionlessly, and after a while he said, "What did you think of?"

Feng Yong shook his head, "I don't know anything, all I know is that the people of Jincheng are coming, and my food is not enough, so I need to buy more."

There is going to be a war!
Food prices are going up!

The Zhuge old demon is probably planning to have a family of evil again.

Last year, I said that I would retreat and colonize, but this year I will start sharpening my knife, and I will go south next spring...

Last year, news of the war was flying all over the sky. If there is a bit of capital in the middle of Sichuan, which one didn't have a batch of grain?
Unexpectedly, the Zhuge old demon first united with Soochow, and then retreated and colonized. The high food prices propped up by the rumors of the war were directly smashed down, and the aristocratic family that was about to make a fortune lost money on the spot.

Feng Tubie, who was about to watch the show, was on the blacklist of the big clan in central Shu, and by the way, got the bandit name of "Feng Langjun".

Seeing that the Quyuan plow was used in central Shu this year, the eight-ox plow was used for deep plowing, and the grain was even harvested more than last year. The slogan of retreat and colonization is still vivid in my ears.

It is estimated that there should be some grain harvested at a high price last year, so no one will think about hoarding grain.

Thinking of this, Feng Yong finally understood why the old demon Zhuge wanted to share in such a way.

Around September, almost all the grain for the year has been harvested. There is a bumper harvest of grain, and no one is hoarding grain. How can the price of grain be so high?

So the old demon Zhuge planned to take the woolen cloth that Feng Yong had worked so hard to produce, and stockpile a large amount of grain...

As soon as the news of the Southern Expedition comes out in the spring tomorrow, the wealthy families in Central Shu will find out that they have missed out on a good deal.

And Feng Tubie, who provided the ammunition to Zhuge Old Demon, is probably going to be blacklisted again by the big clan in Sichuan.

If you can't escape, then enjoy it.

Feng Tubie thought, since I'm lying on the gun again, let's drink some soup.

"Today's matter, apart from you and me, no one else should know."

Before Ma Di left, he gave several emphatic instructions.

"Understood! Don't worry, Governor Ma, I don't know anything. I just bought some food for the textile workshop."

Feng Tubie repeatedly promised.

A textile workshop in Nanxiang County.

Early in the morning, the slogan sounded.

"Eagle take off, get ready, start. One two three four, two two three four..."

In a large courtyard, a few old soldiers were shouting slogans, and a group of children followed the slogans, kicking their legs hard and bending over, each with a serious face.

In their simple minds, if the old pawn can cut a tree with a knife, then he has real skills.

Naturally, he had to study hard the body training skills he had been taught, so that in the future, he might be able to kill a thief with his left hand and a rebel with his right hand like an old soldier in the battlefield.

Old and powerful!

Not far behind them is one of the best houses in Nanxiang County.

The house is covered with blue tiles, and the walls are made of red bricks, with a layer of lime plastered on the outside.

From a distance, it is white and beautiful.

At least in the eyes of most people in Nanxiang County, they think this is the most beautiful house in the world.

Outside the large courtyard that was regarded as a campus, a group of peers were either pawing at the gate of the courtyard or climbing up the trees, all looking at the jumping children with envy and longing.

The children inside finally stopped, lined up in two rows again, faced the gate of the yard, and began to run out.

The children surrounding the gate of the compound immediately dispersed, for fear of blocking those who came out.

After running around the textile workshop, I returned to the yard, and stood in front of a big house with a "canteen" sign.

"Ah, oh, uh... start reading."

Then the childish voice sounded, "a, o, e..."

After reading the initials and finals, they began to enter the cafeteria in batches with the old pawn's consent.

(End of this chapter)