The second grandmother, Qian, like Zheng Haizhu, is very enthusiastic about the development of multi-spindle spinning machines. Diaphragm

The Han family's business is originally a combination of spinning and weaving.

Being able to spin more fine yarn in the same time means that even if the price of the cloth is reduced by one or two percent, the profit of the owner will not be less than in the past, and the competitiveness of the goods will be much stronger.

Zheng Haizhu then said bluntly to Qian: "The second grandmother's family has a cotton field, and I also grow cotton in Zhuangzi in Chongming, and our two families have raised many women who can spin yarn. However, this matter, like the new armament in war, will soon be imitated in all directions. ”

Ah Shan, who was pondering the linkage rope of the turbine, echoed flatteringly: "Madame is right. The other one, I don't know if it really turns up, if the yarn is really fast and good, the weaver will not be able to pick it up. In that case, the loom will have to be changed. ”

Zheng Haizhu glanced at Ah Shan.

This is a good saying, the frequency of spinning and weaving, of course, should maintain a coordinated match. The birth of the Jenny spinning machine was stimulated by the shuttle loom.

What touched Zheng Haizhu was that this carpenter Ah Shan, whether he was sent by her to make a small gun car a few days ago, or to see the spinning machine today, showed a looming mental agility. Diaphragm

Those Liao people who were selected as the first batch of battalion soldiers are not stupid, but they are more aware of the general's orders and the rapid response of their bodies.

Zheng Haizhu made a mark to Ah Shan in his heart, and then said to Han Ximeng: "Miss, Ah Zhu and you divide the labor, today I will draw one side of Mrs. Tang's yarn machine, and hand over the drawings to Ah Shan and a few yarn workers to bring back to my Zhuangzi, carefully participate in the research, and make a new machine, how about it?" ”

When Qian heard this, he knew that Zheng Haizhu was afraid that Zhuangzi would be shabby, so he neglected himself and Ximeng, and still let them live in the county seat, but it was not good for an adult man like Ahsan to stay.

"Ah Zhu," Qian said frankly, "this festival is neither hot nor cold, and the countryside is more comfortable than Chongming County." I'll live with Simon. ”

"Uh...... Second grandmother, there is no time to build a brick house over there, it is all a house with mud walls and lakes. ”

Qian smiled: "What about the mud wall? When I was a child, I lived in my mother's house in Jiading, and I also lived by the cotton field. DID YOU KNOW? When the second master was young, he went to the north to learn from the Baiquan monks, and he also lived in a cave. ”

Baiquan monk is Li Zhen, a famous scholar of the Ming Dynasty and a grandmaster-level figure of the Taizhou School. Li Zhen's thinking was influenced by Wang Yangming's "study of the mind", and was further sharpened by his unruly personality, such as attacking the idea of suppressing business and advocating that women should also listen to male teachers. Diaphragm

After Zheng Haizhu joined the Han family back then, he gradually learned that the second master Han Zhongwen was a supporter of Li Zhen, and only then did he understand why Han Zhongwen was able to calmly do business as a scribe, and he felt that it was the open-mindedness of his uncle and aunt that made Han Ximeng much less restrained than ordinary boudoir ladies.

At this time, Qian took the lead in speaking, which was in line with Han Ximeng's wishes.

Chongming has an open atmosphere, the unique scenery of the sea, more strange than the scenery of the small bridge and flowing water in Songjiang City, Han Ximeng also wants to take his young son to enjoy it for a while, and at the same time draw some flower books, go back to embroider them.

Zheng Haizhu saw that they were speaking without pretentiousness, so she didn't say anything more, and instructed Hua Er and Ah Shan to pull a few spinning machines and looms back to the countryside first, and then come to pick up the grandmothers.

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Towards the evening, in Zhengjiazhuang, which is crisscrossed by Qianmo and dotted with houses, there are smoke and birds.

During the day, the vigorous house-building, military training, and salt-drying activities all came to an end as the sun set westward. Diaphragm

Zheng Haizhu, with the assistance of Tang Po, settled the Qian family, Xi Meng and others, and took the time to find Wu Bangde.

Wu Bangde was sitting on the edge of a dirt pit in the courtyard, munching on bread, and a steaming wok-made sweet potato vermicelli with golden flowers and salt beside him.

"It came from Wang Tai's house, and it was pickles, and his daughter-in-law forgot to put salt in the noodles, so it didn't get in the way."

Wu Bangde said with a smile at the noodle Nunu, got up and went into the house again, took out a pair of clean bowls, scooped out the water in the jar and soaked it, put pickle vermicelli on it, and handed it to Zheng Haizhu.

"You eat some too."

Zheng Haizhu took it and tasted it, it was really delicious.

These Liao people, after surviving in a desperate situation, showed a positive attitude of adapting to the environment, and soon changed some Jiangnan pickles such as golden cauliflower, grass head, and snow fern from neighboring villages, and learned to make vermicelli from the sweet potatoes that have been seen everywhere in Nanzhili. Diaphragm

Zheng Haizhu was half-full, and then pointed to a seedling that spread out like a broom on the edge of the pit and asked Wu Bangde: "Sent by the Songjiang ferry?" ”

It was a plum tree.

Wu Bangde nodded and said, "Try it, I hope Chongming's land can be planted." ”

Zheng Haizhu recalled that in later generations, there was no shortage of plum forests in Nanhui and Chongming Island in Shanghai, so he said gently: "How can you not live? I heard that plums, like peach and plum, like this loose sandy soil, are the best. ”

Wu Bangde smiled, his eyes fell on the plum tree, and there was a clear tenderness.

"Amei came to Nanzhili once with her father, and said that Liaodong was too cold and wanted to settle down in Zhenjiang. Now I see, Chongming is better. Ambiguous and distant village, smoke in the ruins. When I am old, I will guard this plum tree, look at the sea in the distance, the clouds in the sky, is it particularly like an old dog watching the house? ”

Zheng Haizhu listened while quietly looking at the clay pot next to the plum tree. Diaphragm

That's what little bone Ame has left. Over the years, Wu Bangde has carried a small cloth bag everywhere he goes, which contains the traces left by his beloved in the world.

Now, the cloth bag has finally been replaced by a clay pot, which will be buried deep in the sand along with the roots of the plum tree.

Wu Bangde took advantage of the light of day to dig the soil for a while before sitting down again to rest.

Zheng Haizhu asked: "That man named Gu Shan, it seems that he didn't escape with the villagers?" ”

"There were quite a few, but when I crossed the river outside the pass, I met a Tartar sentry and killed a lot, and a section of the river was dyed red."

"That's what Ahsan said?"

"It was Wang Tai who they saw on the hill in Guanli. Gu Shan and a few young men escaped, after entering the customs, those few were hired by the carriage and horse shop, Gu Shan was too thin, no one wanted it. In those days, I was recruiting in Kansai, and I saw that he could carpenter, so I recruited him. "Ahh

"Oh......" Zheng Haizhu groaned.

Wu Bangde probed: "What's wrong? ”

"Well, I'm just thinking, looking at him in the past two months, his brain is quite bright, why didn't he think about fleeing west with his own woman earlier."

Wu Bangde's movement of rubbing his wrist suddenly froze, and he sighed for a moment: "There are so many men in the world who are not stupid, and there are a few who can protect their beloved in troubled times." On the boat from the south, this Ah Shan always wiped his tears and said that he was sorry for his mother and daughter-in-law. ”

Zheng Haizhu didn't ask any more.

At this time, twilight had risen, and it was not a march to fight or discuss urgent matters, so it was not good for her to stay in Wu Bangde's courtyard again.

Besides, Zheng Haizhu still thought that if she talked to Han Ximeng tonight, in another ten days and half a month, even if the multi-spindle spinning machine was not made thoroughly, she should take her son back to Songjiang, and she couldn't dry Gu Shou for so long. Diaphragm

These days, after Zheng Haizhu learned about the reason for the Dong family's Yin family's donation, he persuaded Han Ximeng several times, you are a couple of Qin Se and Ming, embroidery and painting, why quarrel for those outsiders you don't look down on?