Linjiang, Xishan Annex.

Dong Shulan has been here for fifteen days.

She went to those fields, met almost all the tenants' families, and had a meal at Wang Er's house.

She had gone to see the thing called sweet potato, this thing grew very well, holding a long vine, Wang Er had always been curious about what this thing would grow, how much it could produce, whether it was as magical as the young master said in that letter.

The sack of sweet potatoes that Chunxiu brought back, he raised seedlings according to the method written by Fu Xiaoguan, and then found that this cutting, it actually planted more than ten acres of land!

Although the young master asked Chunxiu to bring a word, the land occupied by this thing will be subsidized to him separately, but if the yield of this thing is not high, or the fruit that grows is useless, wouldn't the young master be a loss?

Therefore, he waited for more than ten acres of sweet potatoes very well, and what he hoped was of course that the young master would be satisfied when he came back.

The young grandmother came this time and said that the young master was very busy and couldn't take a break, which was normal to all the people in Xishan. Only Chunxiu, but her heart is very uneasy.

She wanted to ask the young grandmother, but she knew the rules, Young Grandma Dong was an extremely serious person, since she said that the young master was very busy, she was not qualified to question.

Chunxiu's uneasiness comes from the window of the young grandmother every night.

The young grandmother lived in the young master's room, and the light in front of the window went out very late at night.

If it was said that the young grandmother was checking those accounts, when Chunxiu went to clean up the young grandmother's room on the second day, she saw that the paper of those account books clearly had traces of tears.

The head of the family has not returned, the young master has not come back, and the young grandmother has cried again...... Chunxiu has more and more bad premonitions - the old man and the young master must not have an accident!

The young grandmother would get up very early on the second day, and she would walk in and out of this yard, seemingly aimless, but Chunxiu found something strange in it - what the young grandmother did seemed to be the route that the young master had taken during his morning exercises.

Could it be that something really happened to the young master?

It was late at night, Chunxiu raised her eyes to look at the light that was still on in front of the window on the second floor opposite, thought about it, and walked towards the kitchen.

The young grandmother has only been here for half a month, but she has already cleared a lot, and she has to make some supper for the young grandmother, and she seems to have become a little lazy, but she can't do this, Chunxiu warned herself that she had to wait for the young grandmother like she used to wait for the young master.

Dong Shulan sat at the desk under the window.

She was indeed looking at Nishiyama's account books.

This year's wheat has been put into storage, and excluding taxes, there is not much difference between the harvest and last year's.

She didn't plan to sell the wheat again, although the three major grain merchants in Linjiang came here to look for her twice, she still refused, because this thing can make wine!

And the value of wine is much higher than the profit from the sale of wheat.

She has been to the Xishan Wine Factory, and she has also been to the perfume workshop, as well as the soap, soap and paper workshop, and she has done one thing - to turn all the workers in the workshop into the house slaves of the Fu Mansion!

Of course, the price paid was to give these workers higher wages and allow their children to study at Xishan Academy.

Xishan Academy was opened at the beginning of the year, but the masters in it were a little casual, and they invited all the old men who could read and hyphenate among the Xishan people.

In Dong Shulan's opinion, this is just to be able to teach these children to read and write, and it is too far from the real academy, and it is far from meeting the requirements that Fu Xiaoguan once talked about.

So she decided to repair a letter to Qin Lao, not to invite Qin Lao to come to this place to teach these children, but to ask Qin Lao to come forward to help her find some better teaching, and the salary is of course much higher than that of Jinling.

The Fu family is not short of silver!

After returning to Jinling from the Wu Dynasty, Empress Shang called her and Wen Yun to go to the Dieyi Palace, and personally handed over all the original properties of Shi Valve to them, which was an extremely large wealth, enough to offset the grain sent to the east by the Fu Mansion and the dozens of red-clothed cannons.

She is not free to go to Yao County yet, but judging from the account books, Yao County's expenditure has reached its peak, which means that the preparations for the construction of those workshops set up in Yao County have been basically completed.

It is estimated that the start of construction will be in the near future, so I have to take some time to take a look.

Although the county order of Yao County is Yan Xiwen, Dong Shulan still feels that she needs to take a look in person to rest assured.

Fenglin Mountain hasn't been there yet.

For Fenglin Mountain's understanding, she is still through accounts.

The place swallowed a great deal of silver, and now the only output is the cannons in red.

Fu Xiaoguan once said to her, Feng Linshan don't care about the output, it has more important significance, Dong Shulan didn't know what the meaning was, until she saw Qin Chengye in the Xishan Research Institute, she understood that the iron of Feng Linshan is unparalleled in the world!

The iron smelting industry of the Wu Dynasty is considered to be a top-notch existence, and the iron of Fenglin Mountain, Qin Chengye patted his chest and assured her that it is better than the iron of the Wu Dynasty!

So the redcoat cannon will not blow up, and the Ministry of Works will not be able to solve it anyway.

Qin Chengye said that there is not only a cannon production bureau in Fenglin Mountain, but also a weapon and armor production bureau.

Dong Shulan only knew at this time that Fu Xiaoguan had a team of 4,000 people, and this team was simply invincible in the world according to Qin Chengye's words!

They had strong armor and sharp blades, but now they lacked flintlock pistols.

This thing has been experimented with hundreds of times, and now it is just a stone's throw away from finalized mass production.

The production bureau of flintlock pistols in Fenglin Mountain has been completed, and it is waiting for the drawings of the research institute to be perfected before mass production.

So...... What does Fu Xiaoguan want to do when he is tinkering with these things?

Dong Shulan raised her head and looked at the bright moonlight outside the window, thinking that if he was here, if he knew the news of Xishan, he would be very happy.

He once said that he was going to Pingling to suppress bandits.

He didn't understand the mountain battles he said with Yu Chunqiu in the southern border army before, but now it seems that he has already designed all this.

In May last year, in this Xishan Courtyard, it was the first time I had seen Fu Xiaoguan seriously.

Now, a year and three months have passed, and my understanding of him still seems to be the tip of the iceberg.

Qin Chengye's admiration for him is simply a five-body throw, and all the tenants of the Fu Mansion have unparalleled respect for him, not to mention the poems and articles he made in the Hanling Temple, which have spread all over the world this morning, and the great Yu Dynasty admires him.

But...... What about his people?

Where are you?

How good would it be if you didn't go to the Wu Dynasty?

We should have married, maybe we are pregnant with a child.

You go to the court every day, and I tidy up your clothes every day, cook meals and wait for you to go home, how good!

Her tears couldn't stop dripping again, and Chunxiu walked in with a bowl of poached eggs.

“…… Young grandma! ”

"Oh, it's okay, I remembered something."

"Young grandma, please have some supper."

"Chunxiu,"

"Hmm."

"Do you miss the young master?"

“…… Slaves don't dare! ”