The long morning was quiet and elegant, and the whole city was shrouded in a pale blue smoke, like a shy girl. The doors of the shops are opening one after another, and people are walking out of their homes in twos and threes to start their day.

The jingle of Zhaoguofang did not stop all night, the old bolt wiped the sweat on his face, poured out a bowl of herbal tea from the teapot and poured it down with his neck tilted, the coarse tea assimilated by the cold made him excited, and the sleepiness disappeared in an instant, and he took out a piece of ginger from the teapot and chewed it beautifully in his mouth, it was not yet time to eat, the mother-in-law was still sleeping, and they were too tired last night. The old bolt looked at the charcoal piled up in the corner, each piece was the size of a walnut, very uniform, this is the best hard charcoal notoriously burned, but it is too expensive, if it were not for the good business, he would not have been able to use such good charcoal anyway. There are three latest-style stoves in the courtyard, which is the result of a night between him and his apprentices, and someone will come to pick them up today, each furnace costs 300 yuan, plus the cost of iron materials is 500 yuan! I made dozens of kitchen knives by myself, and the door nails worked tirelessly to earn 500 yuan. Now I can work for one night to cover my previous month's income, and I don't have to worry about selling. He took out a piece of paper from the small hidden box under the anvil, which was a good paper used by the rich and noble to write letters and prayers, thick and not easy to damage, on which I don't know what pen was used to draw the pattern of the stove, some from above, some from the side, and from the bottom, and even a picture of the stove broken, which was full of words, and the old bolt did not recognize, but now he could memorize the words on it, and not a word could be wrong. This is what the old lady of the Yun family taught word by word. I have never seen such a pattern in my own life, and if I understand the pattern, a stupid blacksmith can build a furnace. This is an heirloom treasure, and it can only be given to the leash, and the other children can just give more money, and the thought of this makes my chest hot. The Yun family is kind! Back then, I just helped a few people for the sake of orphans and widows and neighbors, but I didn't expect the return to come so quickly and so violently. This is the way that has given my old family a life for generations. Yun Hou Ye learned the ability from the old immortals, what kind of immortals are they?

He never dreamed that the iron sheet could be rolled out like rolling dough, although it was not durable to knock out with a hammer, but it made the iron sheet too fast, as long as the molten iron was poured into the hopper, two people pushed the wheel, and there will be a little bit of iron sheet out in the middle of the two iron mills. This chimney made of iron sheet is indispensable, plus a huge iron kettle, the whole family will have hot water at any time, comfortable. Yesterday, the grandmother of the Yun family said that the house should find someone for a few young ladies, and her own girl will be ten years old, to see if she can be sent into the house as a maid, the Yun family is kind, and all are women and children, I heard that the Yun family eats three meals a day, and the girl is blessed when she goes in, and after a few years of age, she begs the grandmother to match the girl with a solid family with the face of the old neighbor, and the girl is to serve the young lady in the Hou Mansion, and the training for a few years is not much better than being a wild girl in a small household?

Zhaoguofang has never been as energetic as it is now, everyone has a busy buddy, the marquis of the Yun family said, just let your own people know, don't show it off, make a fortune quietly, don't shoot. Although I don't understand what it means to shoot a gun, it always happens to shut up. The official of Zhaoguo Fang personally guarded the door, and no irrelevant people were allowed to enter, and also warned the people that when relatives came, they would talk at the door, and if they wanted to stay, they would arrange to go to the inn and not enter the fang.

The 175 households in the workshop formed the most primitive factory assembly line, the blacksmith made the stove, the riveter made the chimney, and the mason bought the toner that no one wanted, and made the clay to make briquettes. Honeycomb coal is not difficult for Yun Ye. …,

Mrs. Cheng took Aunt Yun to go in and out of the east house these days, and soon had a hot fight with the lady and lady of the inner house, and by the way, she sold the coal stove, this kind of stove without smoke spread in Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty in an instant, no one wants to use a charcoal basin anymore, and the beauty doesn't want to get up in the morning and her nostrils are full of charcoal ash. The old man gathered around the stove to heat a pot of sour wine, baked two dough cakes, looked at the heavy snow outside, and occasionally told an allusion to the heavy snow to fool the little grandson. Housewives like the water on the stove to be hot forever, and they no longer worry about washing and cooking their hands are red and swollen. Anyway, the briquettes are not expensive.

Yun Ye was a little depressed, watching the soot wafting over Yunfu stain the sky after the heavy snow, and he felt worried, I wonder if future generations of environmental protection experts will take himself as a negative example?

The little girls sat on the huge kang in her brother's house and played games, making a mess of the lambskin mattress that her aunt had just laid. Xiaoya has a monkey mask on her face, and she is chasing and killing the rat spirit played by Xiaoxi with a feather duster in her hand, Xiaobei is reluctant to hang a pig's mouth, and strongly asks to change the world with Xiaodong. The eldest girl is the most obedient and holding the needle and thread and is learning to sew clothes with Sister Yiniang, my brother's clothes are tight-fitting, don't want to have a robe with big sleeves, not to mention the fabric, make two of that kind of clothes, enough for Yun Ye to make three bodies. I don't understand, obviously the material is not rich enough to be redundant, why don't you use your brain and use less fabric? The Yun family no longer wraps the crotch cloth, and the Cheng family no longer uses that thing, it is estimated that the old Niu family and the prince no longer use that thing. Proves that the ancients were also very strong in their ability to accept new things.

Zhaoguofang just got a pilot project by Yun Ye on a whim, and by the way, he made two dollars for his own family. Those neighbors were just earning some labor silver, and they originally planned to give each person thirty literary wages a day, which already made Yun Ye feel that his heart could be used as charcoal. The old neighbor didn't do it, Yun Ye thought it was too little, and he didn't think that the neighbors thought that the Yun family was doing good, and his self-esteem couldn't stand it, and said that if the salary was more than twenty yuan, he would rather go to ask for food than eat the food that came to him.

Apologize for paying more for your salary? Yun Hou Ye was very angry and threw his sleeves away. The townsfolk cheered in victory. One coal furnace production line can feed 175 households, and the number of employees reaches more than 600 people, not counting the blacksmiths, riveters, and coppersmiths who set up their own shops. Simple life has created simple employment, these citizens who grew up in Chang'an City, as the earliest proletarians, did the hardest work in the city, but they did not get the respect they deserved, they had no land, the land distribution system of the early Tang Dynasty Xinxing forgot about them, the terrible artisan household system, the terrible merchant discrimination. They are not allowed to work, nor to do business, nor to farm. can only exist in the form of a vassal, which is why Sun Wang's family does not lack a bite to eat for his daughter, but he insists on stuffing his daughter into Yunfu.

Li Er's head of the guard is a good man, surnamed Liu, his name is Xian, and he boldly asked Yun Ye to call him Liu Er, his background is unknown, his experience is unknown, and he is even more mysterious than Yun Ye.

Yun Ye really didn't want to talk about blood drawing, he was all half-toned, how could he be a teacher for others, especially this kind of butcher-like doctor? Liu Er claimed to be extremely interested in medicine, and he studied the human body on the battlefield back then, and once used a horizontal knife to carefully cut open and study a person for three days before that person died. Very curious about what the white flower in the skull is for? How can a heart full of tubes, large and small, make people remember so many things? Where is the human mind? After asking, he tore half of the pig's head hard with both hands, and half of it was regarded as a snack. …,

There is no doubt that these hands have touched the brain, and they have also scratched the heart, and now they will grab the pig's head? Yun Ye forcibly endured vomiting and quietly changed the topic. Lao Tzu is not a pervert, discussing human brains with you, and picking pig brains with chopsticks to eat? Explained to him in detail what psychological terror is all about, and gave a small example, you tie a person to a pillar so that he can't see his hand, you cut a knife on his wrist, don't cut it, but tell him that you cut his veins, his blood keeps flowing, and after an hour it will run out. Put a wooden bucket next to it, and make a small hole in the bucket to let the water drip into the copper basin, and tell him that this is the sound of his blood dripping into the copper basin. When the bucket runs out, the man is dead. In fact, he didn't have the slightest wound on his body. This is psychological horror, he killed himself.

Liu Er felt that he could go out of the mountain, and he had inherited part of the master's knowledge, so he would go back and write it down and pass it on to his descendants, so that it would be passed on to his descendants.

Seeing him leave, Yun Ye returned to the back hall with a smile and continued to play with the girl. It's just that he didn't know that when he was about to go to bed, Liu Er was reporting to Li Er,

"Qi Zheng Xià, what Lantian Hou said is not bad at all, the three prisoners are indeed all dead, and there is not a trace of wounds on the whole body."