Section 533 This old thief is hateful
It takes ten days to burn a furnace of porcelain, and it takes several months to burn fine porcelain.
The bowls that can be eaten by civilians are cooked several times a day in the ordinary kiln on Jiangnan West Road.
Buying a basket of porcelain may not be able to exchange for a fine porcelain bowl.
This simply cannot be compared.
Han Yanxuan laughed: "This, it can be discussed, it can be discussed." β
The old thief, really the old thief.
Meng Jiuluo's teeth hurt with hatred.
Meng Jiuluo instantly made up his mind, and the transfer envoy of Guangnan East Road went down, and hundreds of officials were tied to Lin'an. Then the new Quang Nam East Road transfer enables him to immediately sit on his official position with the order of Champa.
It seems that the old thief is going to compete for the position of the transfer envoy of Guangnan East Road.
Not for himself, but for his protΓ©gΓ©s.
"Half, half." Meng Jiuluo made a price: "The matter of Guangnan East Road, Xiaguan and I Jiangnan West Road will support it, as long as it is not too much, it will definitely be supported." β
"Okay, that's a deal." Han Yanxuan raised his hand, and Meng Jiuluo raised his hand to high-five.
Meng Jiu left the Han family and went straight to the Qian Mansion.
He wants to see Qian Jingyi, and he wants to tell Qian Jingyi about Han Yanxuan.
Han and Qian Fu are in-laws, and he wants to let Qian Jingyi know about this, and if there is anything in the future, he should make preparations in advance.
After Meng Jiuluo left, Han Yanxuan walked out of the small room in his study, and what he held in his hand was the jade seal of the Great Yue Kingdom.
"Dong Weng is a good means."
"Good word, sir."
After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled.
That's right, the national letters of Da Yue and Cham are bilingual, and they must be written in their own language and Chinese, and they can write the characters of Da Yue and Champa, and Han does not have such capable people.
Liu Guo, no problem.
If Liu Xianlun is here, he is at a higher level than Liu Guo in this regard.
Han Yanxuan walked to the door and took a look, and gently closed the door of the study: "Mr. Gaizhi, my son is looking for you." I didn't ask anything. β
After Liu Guo put down the jade seal of Yue Guo and bowed, he turned around and prepared to leave through the back door.
Han Yanxuan suddenly asked: "Has Mr. Gaizhi ever thought about paying homage to the marquis in the future?" β
Liu Guo stopped, didn't turn around, and replied directly: "If you only want to be rich and glorious, Liu is afraid that he will already be the prince's guest." β
Han Yanxuan bowed.
Liu Guo still didn't look back and strode away.
Although greedy, although bad. Han Yanxuan also admires people like Liu Guo, pursuing those unrealistic things, the word righteousness, it is difficult for anyone to give an accurate definition.
Late at night, West Lake, painting boat.
Six people, nineteen fishing rods, two of which were not baited, but four were hooked with bombs.
Bomb hook, money wide exclusive.
When he was a sailor, he used the elastic principle of steel needles to make them, and as soon as the fish bitten them, they would bounce open, and in his own words, this thing prevented the fish from unhooking.
Therefore, when it comes to the level of food, the poor soldiers of the Great Song Border Army stand at the top of the food chain.
The two rods without bait are naturally Han Jiang and Liu Guo at the bow of the boat.
The boat hangs quietly on the lake, in the moonlight.
A glass of light wine, no need to have vegetables, in Liu Guo's words, when cooking a plate of moonshine to accompany the wine.
Han Jiang's perception is that when he was in college, the brothers squatted on the side of the road buds, and each person bragged about a bottle of beer.
At this time, a small boat approached, and two rattan baskets were delivered, and then they left again.
In this water, there are at least twenty small boats of the Han Mansion disguised as various ships guarding the surroundings, and those who can get close are their own people.
Qian Kuan happily walked to Liu Guo and Han Jiang with a small rattan basket, and put the rattan basket down: "Lord, our eldest lady arranged for someone to try an object earlier, and it seems to have been done." This thing is very common in Jiaozhi, but at this time, it will not be changed for 10,000 yuan in Lin'an. β
Before Han Jiang could ask, Liu Guo turned around: "What is a good thing, let me take a look." β
The rattan basket was just the outer packaging, and the contents Han Jiang felt familiar after just looking at it, but he was not sure.
I saw Qian Kuan take out a short knife from his arms, and the knife fell on the top of the object and drew a cross opening, and Han Jiang could see clearly by the light of the lantern that it was filled with fruit.
Qian Kuan said: "This thing is called Mao Lychee in Cham, with beeswax, plus this stainless iron cylinder, it will take a month to transport it, and it looks very fresh." β
Han Jiang knew that he had mentioned to Shi Ziyan that the steel, copper, and iron masters of Daomen had studied this for a long time, and they denied Han Jiang's mention of the zinc-iron alloy process, improved the traditional gilding process, and used the zinc process. The other is the chromium infiltration technology of the pre-Qin era, which is currently studying how to purify individual chromium and trying to make ferrochrome alloys.
The advantage of this is that the cost is low.
Who would have thought, already succeeded.
It's just that Han Jiang doesn't know if it can be mass-produced, and I believe that there should be corresponding records for his eldest lady.
Does hairy lychee taste the same as lychee?
It's basically whether the two fruits are good or not.
You can eat rambutan in sugar water here, a miracle.
Han Jiang only had one piece and said to Qian Kuan: "Wancheng, Lintao, can you send some?" β
Qian Kuan shook his head: "I asked, there are some, but don't send them." Let's not say that this thing is precious, there is not much, just say that this object must be valuable in Lin'an during the New Year, and it will be replaced with noodles, meat, and cotton, and these are the real things that are poor soldiers. β
"That's right." Han Jiang agreed with Qian Kuan's words.
Liu Guo filled himself with a small bowl, and then said to Qian Kuan: "Don't waste it, everyone will share it." β
"Thank you, sir." Qian Kuan clenched his fists and walked backwards with the rattan basket.
The bow of the ship was quiet again, and Liu Guo suddenly asked, "Lord, what will happen after taking Hanyang?" β
Han Jiang said: "Two plans, the first one, move Ezhou and Hanyang into empty cities and retreat. The second, defending Ezhou, went north to attack Xinyang. β
Liu Guo shook his head: "It's better to go south and target Dongting Lake." Playing the banner, killing corrupt officials, civilians complaining, giving ordinary people a way to live, and taking the land into the mu as the number. β
"Can the court stand it?"
"I can't stand it, but I have to bear it. There are two advantages to doing this, first, the Jin State is very happy, because Wancheng is the land of the Jin State, and the Wancheng army only fights Jin and does not fight Song, which will inevitably make people suspicious after a long time. Second, it is said that the Great Song Dynasty is rich, but there is no smell of wine and meat in Zhumen, and there are frozen bones on the road. How many civilians are there in the land of the Great Song Dynasty? β
Han Jiang nodded.
Liu Guo threw a piece of red-haired lychee in his mouth and said slowly: "Yanzhou, Han Mansion and Wu Mansion are the largest landlords, and the sum of first-class households to fourth-class households in Yanzhou is about 7.5 percent. Ninety-one percent of the fifth-class households are untouchables, and the rest are untouchable miscellaneous households. This is still 20 years ago, and I don't know what is new. β
Han Jiang smiled awkwardly.
Liu Guo's words are very clear, more than ninety percent of Yanzhou are landless tenants.
In Hanfu, these people are called village households, mountain households, and artisan households.