Gossip can blow out a piece of the sky. What happened last night with the Red Sleeves turned into various versions this morning, and spread in Shuntianfu. It is said that Ling Hebo Yang Fan snatched the Oiran and beat the Luo family in a fit of rage; It is also said that Luo Zun's third party intervened and robbed Yang Fan's woman, but was beaten and disabled; But more of a saying is that the two are fighting wine, and the young owner of the Luo family is secretly resentful and deliberately provokes trouble.

As for some similarities to what the two of them love out of hatred, Yang Fan knocked out the lower body of the Luo family's young owner, wanting to treat her as a woman. This kind of deception is a bit outrageous, and only some whimsical people can come up with it. The people of the city are now divided into two factions. One faction supports Lord Yang Fan, and the other faction is fighting for the Luo family. Anyway, it's all a bit of a big deal to watch the excitement. As for the court, Yang Fan's topic once again dominated the headlines.

Zhu Youzhen just felt that it had stopped for two days, and the impeachment of Yang Fan came up again, and he suddenly felt that one head and two big. I quickly shifted the topic to the topic of winter disaster relief. A few months ago, the evil consequences of the massive expropriation of grain and grass and forced labor have finally appeared. The number of refugees in Yan'an, Qingyang, Pingyang and other places increased sharply, and they were hungry and cold, and they asked the imperial court to allocate funds for food. How can the imperial court have food for disaster relief?

In addition to the 10,000 stones snatched from Yang Fan, plus the grain stored in the capital, it is only enough for tens of thousands of people to survive this winter. How can it be enough for so many people in the northwest to eat. At the beginning of the peasant uprising, Governor Yang He planned to appease and provide grain relief. As soon as the peasant army heard that the government had a grain subsidy, they stopped making trouble. But how many people and how many mouths are there in northern Shaanxi, and the government can help them? Originally, the relief was a drop in the bucket, and then it was deducted, "I can't save eleven." "Now that even the imperial court has no food, what can I do to give relief?

Those who speak will fight with their mouths. Wait until we get down to business. All of them died down, as well-behaved as kittens. Standing there, not to mention how quiet it is. Indeed, there is no food to take for disaster relief. Impatient, the imperial court had to send people to the Jiangnan area again to collect grain, but I didn't know if I could catch up.

Strange things Zhai, now in addition to Liu Hui and Zhang Yao, there are seven or eight more craftsmen behind. Several small kilns were burning vigorously at the moment, and Yang Fan put some powder into them. The hollow iron pipe in his hand made Liu Hui, who was standing in the corner, stunned, thinking that Yang Fan was going to build the firearm. Hurry up and write it down carefully.

Sand, lime, soda ash, three unrelated objects, when slowly melted at high temperatures, will become a magical thing - glass. The composition of glass can vary over a wide range. In ancient times, it was not that there was no glass, and some glass products were also considered glass. What Yang Fan wants to make now is transparent glass. Once the transparent one is made, just add some iron oxide, alumina or something, and the color thing will be solved.

It was so hot next to the kiln that it was already winter, Yang Fan took off his sheepskin fur, took off his clothes inside, and put on his gown. Semi-finished products are constantly produced from the kiln, and most of them fail, but they can't achieve the effect that Yang Fan wants. The wooden stick that was burned into black charcoal on the side became a large pen in Yang Fan's hand, scribbling on the paper.

Liu Hui and Zhang Yao's purpose, Yang Fan is also clear. This Zhu Youzhen was able to know the wine he fired for the first time, and Bacheng was the news of these two goods. Yang Fan also understood that he had to do something secretly, and Shuntianfu was definitely not a good place. Now that you're here, you're doing it in the open.

The room was a little hot, and Yang Fan was constantly trying to improve the ratio of the three things. Liu and Zhang, who were watching in the corner, were about to doze off. Finally, a bright yellow liquid slowly flowed out of the mouth, Yang Fan looked at the color, estimated that it was almost there, then picked up the one-meter-long hollow iron pipe, and turned around in the yellow liquid. The ports of the iron pipes became a little red, and the temperature was as high as you can imagine.

As the temperature cools slightly, the viscous liquid also solidifies somewhat. Looking at Yang Fan's posture, Liu hurriedly wrote down the steps and situation. These are to be presented to the saints, and there is no room for sloppiness. The moment Yang Fan picked up the iron pipe, the old craftsman behind him was afraid that the lord would be injured, so he hurriedly persuaded Yang Fan to let go of the pipe and burn his hands.

Yang Fan blew hard at the iron pipe, which frightened the two people behind him, including the corner, so much that they almost scratched their hair. What if your mouth sticks to it? The big yellow bubble on the port slowly grew larger, like a balloon. Yang Fan held the iron pipe with one hand, picked up the red-hot iron chisel on one side, and kept changing the shape of the glass bubble. Gradually, a beautiful glass bottle was born. Looking at the glass bottle that was gradually cooled in the sand, the craftsman behind him stammered, "This ...... Is this glass? They didn't expect that Yang Fan would master the craft of making zuò glaze.

But if you look closely, it doesn't look like glass, and the process is not very cumbersome. It's like a candy blower played by a child. Yang Fan is also satisfied with his first handicraft. He didn't plan to pass on this recipe, after all, the materials were all ordinary goods, but Yang Fan directly sent the work of firing and blowing glass to the craftsmen behind. In a few days, this expensive "glass bottle" will be popular in every big household in Shuntianfu.

Walking out of the strange things house, I happened to meet the shopkeeper of the Xianju Building to get the ten jars of wine. One thousand taels of silver, one thousand taels of silver for white flowers. Sometimes, the money comes too quickly, which makes Yang Fan feel that it is too much, and he will not give those traders a way to live. On second thought, give them a way to live, who will give those poor people who can't get enough to eat? and no longer scruples. Nowadays, half of the winery burns a batch of wine every month, stores half of it in the cellar, and sells half of it in a Xianju building, earning a thousand taels a month, just like a dream. However, Yang Fan has been until the days of this wine of one hundred taels and one jar will not pass for three months.

Scarcity is expensive, and now there may be a rich man who goes back to Xianju Building to taste a fresh, spend ten taels of silver willfully, and wait until this freshness passes, which two goods will go to drink ten taels of silver for a glass of wine? Now the business of the winery is handed over to Liang Fu to take care of. Zu Runze is more like a hands-off shopkeeper, after looking at the store for a few days, he is bored and wanders around the capital.

Limin is about to open, and Liang Fu is both a father and a mother, and he is very busy. Shi Zijun's batch of silver taels also sneaked into Limindang's treasury one night. This beckoning cat is really not in vain, in less than a month, Yang Fan, who is poor and white, is already a 10,000 yuan household. Although half of this wealth is not his own, in the capital, he can eat more or less.

Looking at the way the craftsmen of Qiwuzhai each held a long iron pipe and blew it, maybe, they could really blow a piece of heaven for Yang Fan.