"Feng Langjun, it will take at least two months to make paper. At this time, at most, you must soak the bark and hemp rods and you are just about to start soaking the pulp."

Feng Jianggong quickly explained.

Feng Yong nodded. Although he didn't know the specific process of papermaking, he knew the general principles and could do it in a short while.

"From your experience, can these mulberry and erma be made?"

"It is definitely possible to succeed. After all, Mr. Cai used bark before. Although he had never used mulberry bark, the principles are the same, and I think it is no different."

In the field he is good at, Feng Jianggong is a little confident, "I just don't dare to say what the finished product looks like."

If the tree is peeled, it will die.

And mulberry trees are an important means of production. Who would be so heartless like Feng Tubi, who is full of mulberry and still wants to peel the bark of mulberry trees?

"Just achievement."

Feng Yong waved his hand and asked him to go back.

I continued to take Guan Ji forward, waiting for the smell to disappear, then I pointed to the papermaking workshop in the distance and said, "No matter whether the mulberry and hemp can be made of paper, I plan to vigorously plant mulberry and hemp in Nanxiang, so I still need the help of the Zhang family."

The reason why Zhuge Lao Yao attaches so much importance to himself is because the Quyuan Plough and Baniu Plough have gradually shown their power.

The second ox plowing the land not only wastes animal power, but also has very low efficiency. Therefore, before Feng Yong made the curved plow and the eight ox plow, the area of ​​arable land was much smaller than it is now.

Just look at the past abandoned and familiar land in Nanxiang, you can understand that the Zhang family can occupy 70% to 80%, and it is also rewarded openly.

The Li family occupied half of the remaining corners.

The Li family originally just thought of a way to stuff Li Mu on Feng Tubi's couch, and just opened the land and did it just like it. They didn't think that they would do it as they were doing it. It was a mistake or something.

However, Feng Yong has planned the land of their family as a vegetable garden project for the ranch and textile workshop, so the mulberry and hemp still has to be found in the Zhang family.

The last half was that Ma Su came to Hanzhong to become the prefect, and vigorously encouraged the land reclamation. With the help of the government, he rented cattle, plowed and rented seeds, which led to some scattered and scattered heads of Qiantou.

With the Quyuan Plow and Baniu Plow, not only does the grain yield increase, but the area of ​​farming is even twice as high as before!

This is just an estimate. As for the actual effect, I don’t know yet, but it can be roughly estimated in three to five years.

Deeply cultivating technology will not only have great effects on mature rehmannia, but also on raw rehmannia.

How important is this leapfrog progress for the great man who only retained Shu?

"If mulberry and hemp cannot make paper, what else should I plant so much?"

Guan Ji asked strangely.

"Hexy rope," Feng Yong pointed to the big house in the textile workshop in the distance. "There will be more and more cloth in the future, and hexy ropes will also be used. You can't always use straw ropes, right?"

Hemp ropes are much stronger than straw ropes, and they are also higher-grade than straw ropes. The wool cloth is taller. What's the point of tied with straw ropes?

"There are also sacks. There will be more and more wool transported from Juxian and Nanzheng. It will not work if there are not enough sacks."

There is another thing Feng Yong didn't say, that is, he had thousands of people under him and did not farm, so he could exchange them for food with fur cloth.

But if you wear it and change it with a fur cloth... that is a mentally retarded behavior.

It was originally woven, and you had to change the wool cloth to linen. Why isn't that mentally retarded?

But if you don’t wear linen and wool cloth in summer... Isn’t it different to be mentally retarded?

So my demand for marijuana will not be reduced in the future.

Rather than being cheaper to others, why not being cheaper to the Zhang family? To be precise, the little lady of the Zhang family.

Anyway, Feng Yong deals with the Zhang family most of the time he often uses Zhang Xingyi’s name.

In the future, Hanzhong will become a grain production area controlled by the imperial court. With the deep cultivation technology brought by Feng Yong, the farming area will only increase in the next few years. The increase in grain yield per mu, and the expansion of planting area will only increase in the grain.

Growing food is definitely not as good as making money by growing hemp.

Even in later generations, I have never heard that growing grain makes money than growing cash crops.

If you don’t take advantage of the fact that Zhuge Lao Yao still lets himself mess with Nanxiang at will, when Nanxiang is included in the formal management, you will not just decide what to plant.

"What about the mulberry tree? Can you still make brocade?"

The highest grade of cloth is naturally brocade.

Weaving brocades requires silk, and raising silkworms requires mulberry leaves. Since Feng Yong could weave a wool cloth with wool, Guan Ji naturally thought of weaving brocades.

Feng Yong nodded and smiled, "The wool cloth is for the people, and the brocade is for noble people. Since we have so many weavers in our hands, why not weave brocades?"

"Brother..." Guan Ji hesitated for a moment before saying, "Brief weaving and cloth weaving are not the same thing."

"The loom alone has a difference. Weaving brocade is much more difficult than weaving cloth. Not to mention the delicate nature of silkworms. Raising ten heads to survive half of them is luck, and the silk spit out may not be satisfactory. In the end, there are very few silks that can be used."

"As for how many years it takes to plant mulberry trees to be used, that's a trivial matter."

Shu Jin is a famous product in Shu. Although Guan Ji is not good at female red, she used to be with Huang Yueying. Shu Jin was an important source of the imperial court, so she knew these things clearly.

Since Feng Yong was thinking about planting mulberry trees and raising silkworms, he naturally had some considerations.

He pulled Guan Ji to a bend of the river, and saw that there was no one everywhere. He immediately chose a clean place to sit down, waved his hand and said to Guan Ji, "Sand down, wait for me to talk to you in detail."

Guan Ji saw that her brother was so ignoring her demeanor again. She was thinking of reminding her, but the words stopped when she spoke. She looked around, hesitated for a moment, and then sat down next to Feng Yong.

The river in front of me turned a corner here, and the river water became gentle, like a calm mirror, reflecting flashes in the sunlight.

It is like a wide scarf that surrounds the place here, and where Feng Yong and Guan Ji sit is the top of the scarf.

At this time, there is no industrial pollution, and the grass is lush. Once a person sits down, the grass can basically block all the people.

The surroundings were quiet and noisy, with the sound of gurgling water, the crickets and insects shouting loudly, and even pheasants poked their heads out, took a look at two strange creatures, and then quickly retracted into the grass...

But there is no voice.

Feng Yong gently surrounded Guan Ji's waist. Guan Ji's body stiffened for a moment, and then gently leaned his head against Feng Yong's shoulder. The two of them didn't speak for a long time.

"Do you like it?"

In the end, Feng Yong broke the tranquility between the two.

"I like it." Guan Ji whispered, "For some reason, I just sat like this, even if I didn't speak, I was filled with joy."

"A lover has plenty of water."

Feng Yong said with a smile.

Guan Ji laughed and hit Feng Yong, "You can just say something you have never heard of, and I don't know where you learned it."

As he said that, he sat upright and looked at Feng Yong with his head tilted. "Although what my brother said sounds plain, he thinks about it carefully but it smells full of smell. I don't know how he thought it out."

"I feel something in my heart and make my own articles."

Feng Tubi immediately launched a show-off mode, and the words said made Guan Ji's eyes lit up. However, Tubi was destined to be handsome for only three seconds, and the next sentence ruined the artistic conception.

"When it comes to articles, Sanniang sings me one? I remember that the "Shu Road is Difficult" you sang before was quite nice. At this time, I think it must be a pleasure to listen to what Sanniang sang."

Guan Ji's voice is quiet and far away. In later generations, it is a rare good voice.

"This is the situation, I am afraid that it is inappropriate to sing such a heroic article as "The Road to Shu is Difficult", right? Why not sing "Changgan Xing"?"

Guan Ji said with a smile.

Feng Yong did not tell her about "Changgan Xing" at the beginning, but this article finally spread in Jincheng. She often had letters and letters to Jincheng, so she naturally knew the full text.

Although this article talks about the deep love between the emperor and the queen, it was not the case when she first heard the beginning of this article.

Feng Yong coughed dryly, "It's just that Sanniang doesn't want to sing, so why bother to talk about this? Since that's the case, why don't I sing a song with Sanniang?"

"You really know everything?"

Guan Ji later learned that this article was because the emperor asked Huo Yi to lead a message, so Feng Yong wrote the full text, so there was not much grudge against this matter, but this did not prevent him from coming out and talking about it at this time.

However, when Feng Yong said that he was going to sing one, he stared at him with wide eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

Feng Yong cleared his throat, watched the river flow, and then looked at Guan Ji, "I don't sing well, I hope Sanniang won't make fun of it."

Guan Ji smiled pursed her lips, "Brother wants to sing, so sing is it."

I thought that there was no one around at this time, so why not just accompany my brother to indulge it?

"The waves are running, the waves are flowing, and the rivers never stop..."

When you see the waves in the river, you will naturally think of the waves and the theme song of "Shanghai Beach" comes with you.

When I was a child, I didn’t have many entertainment programs, and the only few black and white TVs in the village were the biggest entertainment.

Although I can't understand the fighting, killing men and women on the screen, this did not prevent me from jumping and jumping along the way when I went to school with barefoot the next morning, and I kept knocking on my butt with my shoulder bag, humming songs that I didn't understand.

I even compete with my friends for which one sings the most similar one on TV.

The older seniors are blushing and discussing whether Ding Li is a good person.

As he sang and thought about it, Feng Yong's tears suddenly flowed down, his face soaked.

Mom and Dad, are you all okay?

I miss you very much...

The child is unfilial, I'm sorry...

Beautiful boss lady, I hope that for my three years of service, it would be even better if you can find out with conscience and make up for a pension...
To be continued...