"This recipe, although it has not been completely decided, is not much closer."

The proportion of the raw materials transferred out in the past two days is actually not too big, but for Feng Yong, who has a tendency to perfection, the closer this thing is to the samples of later generations, the better it must be.

Because to be honest, the concrete mixed with this kind of cement, no matter what kind of building is used to build, is definitely a tofu slag project.

And it is also a tofu slag project that can only be used in the south.

If you go to the north, it's almost like paper paste, and the more the temperature difference is there, the drier the place, the faster the things built with this cement will collapse.

The south may be able to hold on for seven or eight years, and in the north, maybe it will be God's blessing if it can last for two or three years.

So what Feng Tujiao thought in his heart was that he would never use it to make concrete.

It will only be used as a binder for bricks, and it must be a bungalow.

As for what the old demon Zhuge would do with it, it was none of Feng Yong's business.

Anyway, it only takes you more than half a year to level Nanzhong, and this cement has given you seven or eight years to comb Nanzhong carefully......

You're so awesome, seven or eight years is definitely enough.

"In a few days, Wenxuan, you will take the formula, take this thing called cement, and go to Jincheng to find the prime minister."

For Feng Yong, this kind of garbage is of little use to him, so it doesn't matter if he gives it to Zhuge Old Demon.

Otherwise, one day I really let myself build a tofu scum project, but the quality is not collapsed, and I made a mistake, so I didn't send the handle to Zhuge Lao Demon when the time came?

After a few people walked back to the hall and sat down, Feng Yong continued, "A few days ago, I asked the prime minister's wife about the Zhang Ji, and now there is news. ”

"I heard from Mrs. that Zhang Ji was originally a side branch of the Zhang family in Nanyang, but it was also valued by the Zhang family. It's just that later, because this person resigned and didn't do it, and went to Lingnan to work as a medical worker, the Zhang family was ashamed, so they broke off the relationship. ”

"Even their children and grandchildren are at odds because of this, some want to go back to Nanyang Zhang's family, and some are willing to stay in Lingnan, but no matter what, it is not too easy to come to them."

Feng Yong took a sip of water and moistened his throat.

"The reason why I am so concerned about this machine is because this medical work is related to my later layout, which is the most important thing."

Feng Yong looked at Li Yi and said, "Wenxuan, I am most relieved that you are doing things. After returning to Jincheng, I have to bother you to go back to Nanzhong to find out where Zhang Ji's descendants are and whether they have learned medical skills. ”

After the founding of the country, why did the population grow explosively?

With the end of the war, the tranquility of life is one thing, and the great improvement of medical and health conditions is another.

Otherwise, if you live ten and die eight, what's the point?

Although Li Yi didn't know why his brother was so concerned about a medical worker, he knew that his brother always had unexpected practices, and besides, this matter was related to his brother's layout, so he nodded immediately.

With the arrival of Hanzhong Taishou Ma Tan, his mission to Hanzhong as an angel has also been completed, and it is time to return to Jincheng to resume his life.

After thinking about it, Li Yi said again: "It's just that the younger brother has returned to Jincheng this time, and it can be regarded as a small achievement, and the prime minister will appoint him another at that time, so what?" ”

"Don't worry."

Feng Yong said confidently, "I asked you to take this thing to the prime minister, which is to borrow you from the prime minister." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Li Yi deeply, "After doing this, no matter what the result is, whether Wen Xuan wants to shepherd one side or enter the imperial court to do things, it is up to you to do it." ”

Li Yi's eyes rolled twice, and he grinned, "Then the little brother will take this opportunity to show the prime minister and follow the elder brother, how about it?" ”

When Feng Yong heard this, his heart was relieved, and he laughed: "I'm just afraid that I will miss Wenxuan's future." ”

"The future of the younger brother is tied to the elder brother."

Li Yi smiled.

After the beginning of spring, there have been a few thin silk rains.

There is no spring cold this year, so although there is still a slight coolness, the Qianshou who have survived the winter can finally breathe a sigh of relief, because the cold and hungry days are finally over.

There is no cold, only hunger remains, and it is good to be able to endure less pain.

In addition to Yongchang, the four counties of Nanzhong, the three counties of Qike, Yuewang, and Yizhou are all opposed, and Pingyi County, where the governor of Nanzhong is located, has become the largest concentration of refugees.

Countless homeless refugees flocked here, or then flowed in the direction of Jincheng, or were unwilling to leave their hometowns, so they stayed here, waiting for the imperial court's counterinsurgency division.

A large number of refugees have brought not only mouths waiting to be fed, but also countless security problems.

The lack of food and hunger have driven many people to take risks.

Every night, someone dies inexplicably.

And as inherently weak, those women and girls are either forced or actively to use everything they have to get a bite to eat.

Maybe sleeping with a strange man for one night can get a bite to eat, that's a blessing.

These unsolvable problems gave Li Hui, who was the governor of Nanzhong, a headache, until the queen sent someone to recruit workers, which made him stretch his brows.

Many years later, the weavers in Hanzhong can still clearly remember that one day, inside and outside the county of Pingyi, several places, at the same time, hung up the signboard of the Hanzhong textile workshop, on the flag, two words were written: recruitment.

At the same time, under the flag, there was still boiling millet seeds, and the yellow and clear millet was constantly stirred, and the smell of grain emitted made them, who were refugees at the time, sniff their noses, kept swallowing saliva, and involuntarily surrounded them.

"Recruit and recruit!"

Under the flag, someone was shouting loudly: "There is a Hanzhong Textile Workshop to recruit weavers, as long as you are willing to go to Hanzhong to be a weaver, you can eat and live, and your illness will be cured......"

"It doesn't matter if you spin or weave cloth or not, when you get there, someone will teach you by hand. If you are already familiar with it, you can still get paid......"

The conditions are very generous, so generous that people can't believe it - except that it is really a little far away to go to Hanzhong.

No one dared to step forward, but the fragrance of the millet made people reluctant to leave.

But he didn't dare to rob it, because there were soldiers next to him with bright weapons guarding the side.

In the end, there was still a fool who dared to look at the golden millet and couldn't take his eyes off, so he mustered up the courage to step forward and asked, "Is there such a good thing in the world?" ”

The steward who was waiting for registration on the side squinted at him and sneered: "What do you know?" This is the queen who saw the war in Nanzhong, the innocent women suffered, and she was worried, and in order to pray for the child in her womb, she thought of a way to let Feng Langjun in Hanzhong take in the suffering women in Nanzhong, a great good deed! If you don't believe it, fuck off! ”