Chapter 115 Tail Feast

When Yunlang met the robbers, Cao Xiang didn't say anything about it.

The matter seems to have passed quietly.

It's just that a merchant surnamed Wu sent fifty horses of Shu brocade through Pingsha, as well as five boxes woven with rattan.

The box contained five human heads, and after Ping Sha personally inspected them, he asked the merchant surnamed Wu to take the human heads, but the fifty Shu brocade horses remained.

It seems that Cao Xiang didn't want to make trouble, so he handled the matter very fairly.

Yun's life has been uneventful.

Huo Guang is carrying out a general upgrade activity of his family's industry, and it is also the first time that the Yun family has begun to upgrade after using the old workshop for five years.

The first to bear the brunt is the Yun's porcelain kiln and the alchemy workshop.

A blast system composed of water power has increased the efficiency of alchemy to an unprecedented level, and a group of blacksmiths have been working on an even larger blast furnace.

Smelting large bronzes was their ultimate pursuit, and as a result, there was no output in the Yun Clan's alchemy workshop throughout the winter.

On the contrary, every once in a while the newly built blast furnace would explode once or twice, but everyone knew that the new blast furnace was unstable, and when it came to ignition and heating, people hid far away, and in the end, Yun lost only some bricks and tiles and two donkeys to assist in the wind.

The refractory bricks are unqualified, Yun Lang clearly knows where the problem is, but there is nothing he can do, after all, it is unrealistic to synthesize refractory bricks in Dahan.

After the unqualified refractory bricks have been tempered by fierce fire, the kiln collapse and kiln explosion have become a very frequent thing.

Such a problem did not appear in the past, since the improvement of the blast system, the furnace temperature rises quickly, the clay refractory bricks used before are obviously not enough, such refractory bricks are calcined at high temperature at the same time, but also to accept the violent blast, so it is easy to consume little by little, and finally cause an accident.

The same is true for porcelain kilns, where craftsmen have found that the higher the furnace temperature, the better the texture of the porcelain produced and the more variation in glaze color.

However, it takes a long time to burn the kiln, and if the high temperature is used continuously, they can only get one kiln scrap......

For these failed craftsmen, Yun Lang and Huo Guang gave them a relaxed enough environment and patience.

Yun's craftsmen already know how to explore the unknown and gradually improve the known, believing that after their efforts, they will always solve the problem and usher in a new era of technology.

A few years ago, Yun's money village finally had a harvest, although it was a trivial income, but it made Yun Lang, Huo Guang, and Zhang Anshi extremely excited.

A merchant who borrowed money to expand the production of lanterns, did not prepare to live a year of arrears, and on the day before the New Year's Festival, he came to Qianzhuang to clarify the principal and interest, and was willing to deposit the remaining 637 cloud money in Yun's Qianzhuang, and obtained the first deposit certificate of the Han Dynasty.

This kind of behavior requires great courage and trust and support, and with the first one, the three masters, they firmly believe that in the near future, Yun's money bank can not only lend, but also collect savings.

In this way, it can be regarded as turning Yun's money into a real bank.

Six hundred and thirty-seven cloud money is not worth the Yun family's extremely rich banquet.

At the beginning of the real family banquet, Yun Lang never used outsiders, even Liang Weng and Liu Po.

Yun Lang cooked, Song Qiao, Su Zhi helped, Zhang Anshi lit the fire, Huo Guang cooked the roast sheep on the shelf, Yun Yin was responsible for brushing, Red Sleeves was responsible for taking care of Yun Zhe, and Cao Xin and Tiger King were only responsible for drooling on the side.

He Chou was concentrating on frying a pot of beans, the dog and the hairy boy had just overturned a pig, and the dog's two stupid wives were squatting on the edge of the wooden basin, looking at the two big catfish swimming happily in the basin with a sad face.

However, during the meal, the two of them were very excited.

A dozen people and a tiger sit around the long table, facing a dazzling array of delicacies, and it is easy to fall into the fascination of happiness.

After the tiger had eaten the delicious pork liver raw, he attacked the half-cooked leg of lamb roasted on the table.

Yun rarely spoke when he was eating, and Yun Lang thought that devoting himself to eating was the greatest respect for him as a cook.

It is also the greatest respect for the food itself.

Only Cao Xin is not accustomed to this kind of large-scale eating activity, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes are constantly turning, but his small mouth has never left the rice bowl.

After the tiger finished his meal, he left his position, and the man stood behind Yun Lang's chair, looking down at the plate in front of Yun Lang.

The leg of a roast chicken was torn off, and Yun Lang sent it to the back casually, and as soon as the tiger's tongue rolled, the chicken leg entered the stomach, such a small piece of meat, he didn't need to chew it.

Huo Guangzheng was concentrating on dealing with the fish segment in front of him, and whenever he finished dealing with the fish bones, the fat piece of fish meat would be taken away by Yunyin...... Huo Guang didn't care, and continued to get the fish segment to repeat the action just now.

There is a lot of food on Yunyin's plate, but she just likes to grab it from Huo's plate, and it seems that the food on Huo's plate is better than the food on her plate.

He Chou has a strong eunuch legacy of drinking, only a small sip of wine every time he drinks, and before each sip of wine goes down, he must fully absorb the aroma in the mouth and throat, and finally, the sip of wine will be swallowed helplessly, and it will make a loud noise.

A large piece of tofu was sent to Cao Xin's plate by Song Qiao with a spoon, this thing Cao Xin doesn't eat at all on weekdays, at this moment, he swallowed the tofu without hesitation, and then held the plate, hoping that Song Qiao would get him some more.

The dog has a drink with you, and I drink a drink, and I have to stop from time to time to get fish bones out of the throat of one of my wives.

They were told over and over again that before eating fish, they must peel off the bones of the fish.

Outside the Yun family's backyard, an even grander banquet was unfolding in the front yard and the atrium.

The servants, who had worked hard for a year, could finally drink, sing, gossip, and fight in the atrium unscrupulously on this day.

The drunken woman even dared to quietly open the door between the atrium and the front yard with her upper body naked on a cold day, and glanced at the craftsmen and guards in the front yard to bare their bodies, and then laughed and closed the door, listening to the ghosts and wolves of the rough men in the front yard.

Today, she is rare in her generosity, laughing and applauding with other women, and even learning from men to whistle.

It seems that between laughter, all the hard work of the past year is forgotten.

Eating meat in Yun's is nothing, but every year today is extraordinarily rich, on weekdays can only enter the mouth of nobles fish, sheep, deer, cows, chickens can be eaten today, and the Yun's spirits sold on weekdays are more expensive than gold, and today they are also put on the table in jars, as long as you want to drink, there will be a steady stream of cooks to send it.

It's just that today, there are not many people who drink like crazy, even the most greedy people on weekdays, today they are only taking a small sip, drinking and drinking so that their eyes are red, and they don't forget to glance at a huge platform.

The table was covered with a thick carpet, a dozen heavy clusters of new camphor wood chests were piled up, and a table with a thick stack of ledgers on it.

In the center of the table is a chair covered with animal skins.

Every craftsman knows that when he finishes this meal, Hou Ye will come out and take it out of the camphor wood box, and the latest batch of cloud money minted last year will be rewarded according to the merit book on the table.

In the flower hall in the front yard, there is also a surge of people, Liang Weng sits at the top, while looking at the lively scene outside, he doesn't know what he is admiring while shaking his head, but he is sitting at the bottom of his head Pingsha, the Pingsong brothers continue to say witty words, which attracts the tents, stewards, and teaching gentlemen present to laugh from time to time.

Ping Sha wiped a handful of grease from his beard and said to Liang Weng: "Master Hou was originally going to give out rewards before the feast, but I stopped him.

If you pay money first and eat later, the wine in this house may be less than half, and it is all high-quality wine, so drinking it will be ruined. ”

Liang Weng, who usually refuses to make a mistake in the number of eggs, waved his hand and said, "Drink!" Delicious! It's been a busy year, and if you have a few more days like this, you won't lose anything if you die.

That is, my Yun clan treats his subordinates so well, do you look at those slaves, do you still live like a person? ”

A reading gentleman said with a smile: "Liang Weng's words are wrong, although all of you here are servants of the Yun family, they are also my Han people, how can you compare my Han people with the barbarians." ”

Ping Song laughed and said: "Mr. Yan's family must have raised Xiongnu slaves!" ”

Mr. Yan said with a smile: "This is natural, there are still a few acres of thin fields at home, if there is no Hun slave to help cultivate, the old father, weak wife, and young son can not cope with those jobs." ”

A tent gentleman stroked his beard and said, "Aren't you afraid that those Huns will rebel?" ”

Mr. Yan said with a smile: "When he is busy, he eats enough, and after finishing his work, he ensures that he can't move his fingers."

When the farm is not working, he only eats one gruel, which also ensures that he can't even move his fingers...... Hahaha, I learned this from some big families. ”