If Feng Tu Turtle knew about it, he couldn't think about it...... The reason why the girl of the Li family is haunted is because of the reason why the Hanzhong Taishou in front of her spreads the rumor that she is a womanizer......

Then he must have turned around directly and called Guan Ji, who was hiding behind, to come out, and then beat the person in front of him half to death.

No way, in these years, the boundary between civil and military affairs is not so obvious, what is important is that the generals are in and out of the phase, both civil and military, Feng Tujiao feels that he may not be able to beat this Ma Tan.

But fortunately, I have a very awesome confidante.

Although he didn't know that his reputation had been ruined again, this did not prevent Feng Tujiao from still being very impatient with this Hanzhong Taishou.

You said that everything in Hanzhong is being created in a hurry, where do you have so much leisure to stare at me, a young man who has not yet reached the weak crown?

"This is the weaving workshop that you didn't let me in to watch some time ago?"

Although Ma Jian can be regarded as having a wide range of knowledge, he is still quite shocked by this kind of organized and disciplined large-scale collective work.

Six bright and spacious brick and tile houses, with hundreds of spinning wheels weaving at the same time, are humming at the same time.

The Han and Hu women, regardless of each other, were all dressed in the same clothes, each wearing a white mask on their face, and sat in front of the machine and kept busy.

Although they couldn't see their expressions, just looking at the eyes, they knew that they were all extremely focused, and no one even looked up when they and others came in.

"Taishou, what do you mean by that?"

Feng Yongke will not carry this pot, "At that time, I was looking for charcoal in the mountains, and the textile workshop had set such rules at the beginning of the establishment of Nanzheng, why didn't I let it in?" ”

Ma Yan didn't care about Feng Yong's throwing pot, walked straight to a loom, looked at it carefully, and asked, "How does this loom feel a little different from the outside?" ”

"It's changed, it's more convenient."

"How much cloth can such a loom weave in a day?"

Ma Jian asked again.

Feng Yong was silent.

"Why don't you say it again?"

"Mattheshou, you have also seen that this loom is not much different from the loom outside. How much can the loom on the outside weave, this loom is stronger. ”

This is the truth, the development of looms is much more mature than spinning wheels, and pedal looms have appeared in the Han Dynasty, but the style is somewhat primitive.

What Feng Yong has to do is to improve it and make it more convenient.

Although the weaving efficiency has improved, it is far from the revolutionary level of the spinning wheel.

But in fact, primitive homework, relying on one or two women, and having to spin and weave, is too inefficient.

And this kind of collective workshop, at least in the process of raw material selection, spinning and weaving, has begun to divide and cooperate, and the average individual work efficiency can be greatly improved, even without the improvement of tools.

Coupled with the revolutionary improvement of the spinning wheel, the efficiency increase in the workshop is not as simple as one plus one, but an exponential explosion of terror compared to home-based weaving.

This is the reason why Feng Yong is reluctant to say the amount of cloth produced in a day.

But Ma Jian was not a fool, especially when he saw the pedal spinning wheel, his eyes were straight.

At the moment, he didn't care about his face, so he squatted directly beside the woman, and watched the woman spin a heavy yarn spindle after a while.

"How did you get this thing?"

Ma Tan tried to interrupt the woman's work several times, but the woman only bowed her head and spun the thread, and ignored him, the biggest administrator in the Han.

In the end, he had to stand up, pointing to the spinning wheel with trembling fingers and asking Feng Yong.

"Oh, this is Ah ...... Well, my concubine came up with it, and later I perfected it with the knowledge of my master. ”

"Which concubine?"

Ma Tan blurted out.

Feng Yong immediately looked at Ma Jian with vicious eyes.

Ma Jian felt that his old face was red, and he said with some scorn at the moment, "It's a gaffe, it's a gaffe, it's not strange." ”

"Okay, Ma Taishou, you've read this workshop, and you've finished asking, I'll go out and talk about it later, right? It is always not good to stand here and hinder the work of these women. ”

Feng Yong didn't answer this conversation, and took the opportunity to put forward the meaning of going and talking.

Ma Tan pretended not to have heard this, looked back at all this, and couldn't help but have a thought in his heart: Where is the cloth produced in this workshop? It's gold!

Looking at the neatly arranged spinning wheels and looms, the busy and unhurried women, Ma Jian had the illusion that piles of money and grain were being produced there, and then they would turn into batches of troops......

Think about the prime minister in Jincheng day and night for the Han Dynasty's degree, and then look at the young man in front of him, how long has he been in Hanzhong? This is silent, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has already slept on the money and food, right?

The prime minister values this son so much, and it is really not without cause.

"This workshop ......"

Even if Ma Tan came out, he looked back reluctantly, and couldn't help but say, "It's so important, but it is placed in this remote place, which is less than two hundred miles down the Han River, and it is the land of Cao thieves, which really shouldn't be." ”

"Then do you want to mention it to Prime Minister Cheng and move it to Jincheng?"

"That's the best!"

After Ma Jian finished speaking, he saw Feng Yong's sneering expression, and he was a little annoyed in his heart, "You are so mean-tongued at such a young age. ”

"I've been with the prime minister for almost ten years, and except for you, I've never seen the prime minister accommodate a young man like this, so can't you understand the prime minister's painstaking efforts?"

Ma Jian said with some sadness.

Feng Yong pursed his lips, "Ma Taishou, if I don't know the prime minister's painstaking efforts, how did the Quyuan plow used by the people and the eight-ox plow used by Hanzhong Tunken come about?" Needless to say, this wool is about the north...... Hey! ”

As he spoke, Feng Yong also pouted to the north.

The Northern Expedition, now in the court, not many people can think of it, but I didn't expect this son to have such exquisite thoughts.

Ma Tan had to admit that what this son said was the truth, and what he did naturally relieved many of the prime minister's worries.

But speaking of which, the zigzag plough and the eight oxen ploughs are all used by people all over the world, and they are not hundreds of them used together in front of their eyes at the same time, where can it be more real than the hundreds of spinning wheels and looms he saw in this workshop humming at the same time?

But it was precisely this son who said the truth, and Ma Jian found that he did not know how to refute it.

Clever words, really clever words!

If there is indeed a wrong name, there is no wrong name.

"You've been out for so long, you haven't thought about going back to Jincheng to have a look? Not to mention anything else, your Zhuangzi, you are so relieved? ”

When Feng Yong heard this, he immediately said with a straight face: "Matthew is wrong with his words, now that the Han Dynasty needs everyone to work hard, how can I ignore my responsibilities because of a mere Zhuangzi?" ”

You think I can deceive me at a young age?

Huang Yueying promised me to help me take care of my Zhuangzi, and those few families, for their benefit, can they not help me wholeheartedly?

If they can't keep my Zhuangzi, I'll just go back, what's the use? 8)