Chapter 0189 - Face, Right?
"Triple as much." Feng Yong nodded and said again in affirmation.
Li Yi trembled and tried to stand up twice in a row, but he was unsuccessful, and finally almost overturned the case, so he stood up straight and rushed to Feng Yong, but he didn't know what to say, and walked back and forth twice, which calmed his mood slightly.
"Brother, are you sure about this?"
After a long while, Li Yi walked up to Feng Yong and asked in a low voice.
"Eight or nine is not far from ten."
In fact, these days, Feng Yong has tried to make several modules, but the carpentry skills are not up to par, and the results are not satisfactory.
No way, at this time, there is neither lubricating oil, nor industrial eccentric wheels, all handmade, if the craftsmanship is not good, it is difficult to get a satisfactory finished product.
"That's good, that's good."
Li Yi rubbed his hands and said again and again, his face full of joy.
When he looked at Feng Yong again, his eyes were full of admiration.
This elder brother can be far-sighted, can see the overall situation, and has the talent to govern the world and the country, which is far beyond his reach.
In the past, I still had some thoughts of competing with it, but at this time, I was willing to call this brother, and I didn't lose unjustly, I didn't complain!
"By the way, Wen Xuan, you have been in Nanzhong for a long time, you must be familiar with that winged girl, do you know if they learn the art of weaving, will they learn quickly?"
Feng Yong naturally didn't know what Li Yi was thinking in his heart, but when he saw Li Yi, he suddenly remembered something and asked immediately.
"Wingman?" Li Yu didn't know why Feng Yong asked this, and subconsciously said, "Then Amei Niang, isn't it a winggirl?" ”
"Amei is not an ordinary wingwoman, you can't use her as an example."
Feng Yong shook his head and smiled, he didn't say this at all, there was no way, who told Ah Mei to raise his face?
Li Yi remembered what Brother Fang Cai said, this improvement of the spinning wheel was exactly what Amei mentioned, and she must be naturally different from ordinary wingwomen.
"Wingman?" Li Yi groaned, "When the elder brother said this, the younger brother remembered that the bureaucrats who lived together with the Han people in Nanzhong were all familiar with each other. Most of them learned how to farm and weave cloth from the Han people, and they didn't think it was very strange before, but now it seems that they are not much different from the Han people. ”
"In other words, the wingman girl is as skillful as the Han woman?"
"Even if it's not comparable, it's not much worse." Li Yi nodded in agreement, a little puzzled why Feng Yong wanted to say this, "Why does my brother ask this?" ”
Feng Yong's finger tapped on the desk, his eyes were a little distant, "Wenxuan, you said, now that Nanzhong is so chaotic, those prisoners of war can be sent to Hanzhong to do labor, but what about those bureaucrats and women?" Men go to the battlefield, life and death, and I don't know when there will be no news, leaving those women, isn't it better to live than to die? ”
War, the harm to men, is life and death, and if someone is cut off on the battlefield, then everything is over.
But the harm to women is endless, widows, dead children, and all the men in the family may be gone, leaving the widows and orphans of the family, who don't know how to live.
The former owner of this body, isn't it because of this that his mother threw herself into the river?
Li Yi's IQ is very high, and when he heard Feng Yong's words, he didn't understand what he wanted to do, and his eyes widened suddenly, "What does my brother mean...... Let the wingman girl also come to Hanzhong? ”
"Yes! Naturally, it is more appropriate for a woman to do this work of spinning and weaving. But somehow, those bearded women and Qiang girls are good at herding sheep and shearing sheep and washing wool, but when they are asked to spin and weave cloth, their hands and feet are stiff and difficult to call. What's more, there aren't enough women! ”
Feng Yong sighed.
In Chinese history, whether it is cloth or silk, it is more famous in the south.
There are reasons for the geographical environment, as well as human factors.
Even Huang Daopo, who only carried out technological reform after learning textile technology from the ethnic minorities in the south.
is the example in front of him, and Feng Yong has to admit that Hu Nu is indeed a little slow to learn to do that weaving.
This made Feng Yong a little suspicious, could it be that this is really because the girls in the south are more careful than the girls in the north?
After Zhuge Lao Demon pacified Nanzhong, the textile technology was vigorously promoted in the south, and the southern ethnic minorities carried forward these technologies, and also weaved their own characteristics, at least in the handicraft of later generations, the brocade and cloth of the southern ethnic minorities are still very famous.
Even if those bearded girls can learn to weave, there are not enough people! Can't let the Qianghu man play? It's better to just kill them.
This made Feng Yong a little painful, damn it, it seems that Lao Tzu can only find a way to get a group of wingmen from the south to come over and try!
Anyway, all the men in Nanzhong have come, isn't it normal for women to come over? The lonely sun doesn't grow!
"Hu Nu is clumsy, she only deserves to do rough work, and this kind of thing is naturally the best thing for us Han women. It's really not good, as far as the younger brother knows, the wingman girl can be regarded as capable of doing that weaving. ”
As soon as Li Yi heard Feng Yong's words, his elegant face showed a little hideousness, and he naturally agreed with Feng Yong's idea very much, which was not a trivial matter.
"The war in Nanzhong is chaotic, many men die in battle, and many women starve to death, it is better to let them come to Hanzhong, so that they can still have food ......"
Speaking of this, Li Yi glanced at Feng Yong, only to see him looking at himself with appreciation, and felt encouraged at the moment, gritted his teeth and continued, "Brother, this is a great deed, I don't know how many women's lives can be saved." ”
You're shameless!
Eating a steamed bun with personal blood can still say that he saves people.
But in this world, no one says that Li Yi is wrong, because what he says is the truth.
Or is it the same sentence, a man goes on the battlefield, and death is a matter of a knife, but a woman? Although they didn't go to the battlefield, most of them lived worse than death.
Every time the Central Plains is invaded by a foreign race, the most miserable life is the woman.
In the same way, in the war in South China, if the wingman dies in the chaos, it will be a blessing, if the village is gone, the man is gone, but he survives, that is the beginning of a miserable world.
Just look at Amei, don't look at her now as a treasure in Feng Yong's eyes, but when she first entered the mansion, she was put in the kitchen to help.
I heard the housekeeper say that in order to put a bite of food in her mouth, the cook just discounted the board and didn't care about it.
When those wingmen from Nanzhong came to Hanzhong, they could eat at least a day and at least settle down, what is this not a good deed?
"This matter still has to rely on Wenxuan."
No way, who told this guy in front of him that there is an adult who is the governor of Nanzhong?
Li Yi patted his chest, "Brother, relax, this matter is wrapped up in the younger brother." In the past, the two armies killed and killed, and those who died were all fighting men, who would care about the life and death of a woman? It is only a soft-hearted person like my brother who thinks so thoughtfully, once this matter is done, it cannot be said that it will be a good thing with a good reputation. ”
"It's over," Feng Yong was cheeky after all, his face was hot, and he stopped Li Yi's self-boasting, "I still have a letter here, and by the way, help me send it to the Prime Minister's wife." ”
"No problem, it's handed over to the younger brother."
I was scolded by you, the outline of Hanzhong needs to be redone, and the plot is stuck all of a sudden, I'm going to rearrange it these days, so let's do it tonight.