The excessively low social productive forces cannot create a generally prosperous life, and poverty in the village is universal, and there is almost no other good way to get rich in a short period of time than to kill the rich and help the poor.

Yun Zheng can't do the revolution of snatching things with knives and guns, but he can still do it with a little skill to drain a little wealth from the rich to the poor.

On the one hand, he can help the old man stand more stable, walk faster, and save more effort, in Yun Zheng's view, since ancient times, people have sold crutches, and what they sell is the function of crutches to assist walking.

This is not right, in the future life, a waste can be dressed in a gorgeous coat and sold for a sky-high price, why can't crutches? What's wrong with those wealthy old people buying a few favorite crutches to help the poor?

A cane soaked in mint water for three days can certainly refresh people's minds, and peppermint is what it does, and after soaking in mint water, use tung oil to seal the mint flavor in the crutches. It's good to release it slowly through some simple lines and ravines, but the crutches that can refresh your mind can only be kept for a while, and after the mint smell is cleaned, it loses its function of refreshing your mind, this is not a problem that Yun Zheng needs to consider, there will always be various problems with crutches, as long as it is not broken, it is a good thing to fall into someone.

Life is extremely boring, shijie is always full of fools, Yun Zheng himself is one of them, he can't escape, he can't walk into the ranks of smart people, so be the guy who is not too stupid in the stupid crowd.

There are many people who come to Yun Zheng to buy crutches, but unfortunately there are only five, and after listening to Yun Zheng's bullshit story and theory, they are willing to pay a little more money to buy crutches.

"Yunda, why do you have to talk a lot of nonsense when you sell crutches?" After watching the big brother's magical deal, Yun Er couldn't figure out that Weishenme was going to talk nonsense to those people.

Yun Zheng looked at Yun Er and continued to knead the dough in his hand, this was the flour he got from Liang Qi, he had long wanted to eat noodles. As a teacher, Yun Zheng felt that it was better not to tell the children about this dark mind. "Yunda, are you using that nonsense to pave the way for yourself? In the future, even if others know that they have been deceived by you, they will be embarrassed to settle accounts with you when they think of the truths you taught them? Yun Er climbed to Yun Zheng's feet and raised his head to look at Yun Da. This is a helpless thing, learning is not a necessity in front of him, he will only play a very important role in his later life, if he wants to sell it now, we can't sell it at a good price, we can only use learning as an addition to crutches, maybe one day those who buy crutches will realize that crutches are the addition of this transaction, and it is Xiao Wugen who really buys back the pearls. “

Without a rolling pin, Yun Zheng can only eat noodles, bacon likes the eldest young master to cook the most, because the food cooked by the eldest young master is really delicious, no matter what he cooks, it seems to be very delicious.

Egg noodles are just sheets, a very homely meal, the Yun family is now the richest family in the village, there has never been a shortage of eggs, now Yun Zheng has to force Yun Er to eat one every day, the same is true for bacon, Yun Zheng doesn't like to eat eggs, but bacon doesn't know, she thinks that eggs are one of the best foods, the reason why the eldest young master doesn't eat it is actually to leave it to himself.

Add a little green vegetables to the dough, the color is very good-looking, pour a little pepper oil into it, and the aroma will come out.

Seeing that the two young masters were eating in an uproar, although the bacon also felt delicious, he slowed down the speed of eating, and constantly helped the two young masters to add food, eating one bite at a time.

The bacon looked out through the window of his house, and he felt very happy with the rice bowl, because everyone in the village had meat to eat today, and the young master who bought the crutches took ten pieces of money, and the rest was handed over to the patriarch, and he bought two pigs and distributed them to everyone in the village, I don't understand what the young master means when he says that the big production is about to start, but the bacon knows that the family has money, and it is a very happy thing to have meat to eat.

Today, even if the batik is successful, the whole village will come to see how the young master spoiled the grey cloth of five yuan, and when he carried water in the morning, he had already scolded those long-tongued women, took the young master's money, ate the pork given by the young master, and said bad things about the young master, which is not a good thing.

When the bacon muttered quietly, Yun Zheng had already gone down the bamboo building with his hands behind his back, eating too much, always needing to walk around, the grey cloth in the dyeing vat has been dyed three times, almost, now after cleaning, put it in the pot to boil off the beeswax, and then take it to rinse and clean, these grey fabrics can be sold to the cloth shop, as for whether they take it to pretend to be Dali batik, it is not something they can control, of course, the price can not be less, the cloth shop can get huge profits in a short time, as long as the cloth can be sold, When the time comes, the laws of the market will force them to hand over the unique market they control.

Originally, I thought that rinsing was carried out in the river at the entrance of the village, who knew that the ancients were far more caring for their living environment than Yun Zheng imagined, more than 30 batik cloth was carried to a special pond, the women bombarded the men, took off their clothes and went down to the pond, the bacon was very consciously left at the scene, she wanted to stare at these women not to steal their own cloth.

Rinsing is a very difficult job, which needs to be repeated many times, and the most important thing is to master the strength of your rinse, otherwise the color of the whole cloth will be inconsistent.

Until the afternoon, those women came back with the wrung out blue cloth, Yun Zheng saw that it was not bad, the people in the village had good craftsmanship, the blue cloth was dyed very well, cut off a piece and threw it into the pot of boiling water, and after a while, a layer of wax liquid floated on the edge of the pot, and the women scooped up these floating wax with a scoop and poured it into the bucket next to it, and when it cooled down, it would condense into lumps again, and it could continue to be used.

Until he couldn't see the wax floating, he scooped up the cloth with a hook, soaked it in cold water with salt for half an hour, fished it out and hung it to dry in the sun, and the whole village was waiting for the result.

It's surprisingly good, at least that's what Yun Zheng thinks, not only are those few gongbi camellias lifelike, but the wax that was cracked by himself naturally produced radial ice patterns.

The whole piece of cloth was passed around in the hands of the women, and they were all very depressed, and some of the women with weak temperaments were already crying, and the whole thirty or so pieces of grey cloth were ruined in this way.

The women were crying and depressed, the men sighed, the bacon was no longer crying, she was sad for her young master, and her kindness became a joke. "It's beautiful, why are you crying?" "Young master, it's wasted." Bacon replied in a whisper.

Yun Zheng was stunned for a moment, but soon understood, he smiled and pointed to the ice patterns on them and said to these women: "Look at it, these lines are good-looking, there is a saying about this, it is called ice patterns, because of it, don't you find that the patterns on these cloths are more beautiful?" ”

"Wasted! It can only be dyed in black cloth. The young mother-in-law, who has always been known for her dexterity, made a big definition.