After cleaning up with a smile, it was already afternoon, Lin Yan saw that everyone was there, and said, "Eat, let's have a meeting together and talk about our respective achievements this year."

After looking around, she first said, "I have planted two crops of wheat this year, harvested more than 300 catties of wheat seeds, and will be able to sow seeds in January next year."

"Can anyone grow it?" Huang Ying was the first to ask. She had just eaten noodles, and she wanted to eat more, and her family also had land, so if she could grow wheat, she would be satisfied.

The others also looked at Lin Yan with glowing eyes. Just a bowl of oily noodles made them see the infinite value of wheat.

Lin Yan didn't seem to notice their gaze, "The wheat seeds are limited, and every household can't plant enough, so I have to pick some people to try planting."

"My family can, I'll watch it myself, and I promise to plant it well." Hua Min said busily.

Ye Cong is not far behind, "Choose my family, my family's land can grow wheat."

Lin Yan raised his hand, "Don't fight, I'm going to choose thirty families to grow wheat." But first of all, I have to say that the first season of next year is not for eating, and all the wheat grown by the family will be handed over as wheat seeds, of course, it will be paid, and people will not work in vain."

"I can't eat it. Can you eat it in the second season next year?" Hua Min looked at Lin Yan with a blank look.

"The first season is for breeding, under careful care, the yield of wheat per mu has reached more than 300 catties, and we conservatively estimate that the current wheat seeds can be planted 100 mu, and the first season can harvest 30,000 catties. It can ensure that every household has wheat seeds. The second season is to grow and eat it yourself."

"That's great, I'll be able to eat noodles next year." Ye Cong jumped up happily, "We're going to farm next year."

"That's not necessary, I've been planting for more than half a year." Lin Yan hurriedly shook his head, "You all have your own things to do, just leave the farming to me. This year, I have to keep an eye on it myself, so I have to take root in the ground, and next year I won't have to be so troublesome."

"Well, I've done one thing this year, and you all know that. Let's talk about your problems, if you have any problems, let's discuss them together, and we can always find a solution."

Lin Yun preemptively said, "I have been building a new furnace in the smelter, which has good sealing, stronger thermal insulation performance, and faster smelting of molten iron. When are you going to go to the smelter and help me see if there is anything else that can be improved?"

"Yes, you're doing a good job yourself." Lin Yun praised that when he chose to take ten of them to class, he wanted to open their brains and use what they learned to change their lives.

From the current point of view, they are doing very well, knowing that they can draw inferences from others and keep improving.

After receiving Lin Yan's affirmation, Lin Yun's mood fluctuated, "I will work harder in the future."

Then Mao Mu said, "I have made a new kind of charcoal this year, mainly in the smelter and kiln factory, and I have it in my house, and I will show it to you."

"Go." Lin Yan urged, now people are used to using wood to burn black as a pen, and they have also made some changes before, but papermaking is blocked, and the pen has not been promoted.

In fact, Mao Mu and Lin Yun also made toner before, lit a torch, and covered the bowl with the flame to form a layer of bituminous coal, which can be used as ink by scraping it off and mixing it with water.

Select the pika's fine and soft fluff to make a brush, and the pen and ink are available.

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It's a pity that everything is ready, but there is no paper. Fortunately, brushes and smoke ink can also be used for writing on wood chips.

Mao Mu brought two kinds of pens, one thick and one thin, he took the thick one, and introduced: "This is a kind of pen that can be replaced, the outside is made of wood, and the refill is made by grinding charcoal into powder and secondary processing. It's smoother than before, so give it a try."

Lin Yan picked up the thin one, and after observing it, he drew a few lines on the yellow paper, and the lines were smooth, even, clear, and pure black.

"Smoke and ink in this?"

Mao Mu nodded, "It's still you, you can see it at a glance." After adding smoke ink, the color is purer and not easy to erase. I also added a little hemp seed oil to make it so smooth."

"This is good, it's the most convenient to use to copy books, give me a few." Lin Yan immersed himself in copying books every day, using the original crude charcoal, and his hands were black every time he finished writing. The handwriting is also easy to blur and save time

Short.

"I'll get it to you later." I've got some refills with you, so I'll bring them with you."

"Okay. You can't call this kind of pen a name, you can't all call it charcoal, you can't tell the difference." Lin Yan looked at the pen in his hand and said.

Mao Mu touched his head, and said with a smile: "I won't hide it from you, I have already thought about it, so I will call it a charcoal core pen."

"Okay, let's call it a charcoal reel." After Lin Yan finished speaking, he reminded again, "You can also try to make other colors. Like those brightly colored flowers, you can join in. It's just that the charcoal has to be replaced with chestnut powder or something else."

Mao Mu nodded heavily, "Okay, I'll do it when I'm free."

After Mao Mu's business was finished, Hua Min continued, "Compared to you, I haven't done anything big. Every day, I have classes in school and play with little dolls. However, after observing for so long, I selected a group of students, a hundred of them, and I wanted them to form two classes, which made it more difficult to learn."

"Yes, we still need to cultivate more talents." Lin Yan applauded, "It's up to you to decide what these students teach and how they teach."

Huang Ying suddenly said, "There are so many students, you can help me ask, if there are any people who want to study medicine, I want to choose a few people to study together."

"I'm going to get a few people to help me too." Bai Chen also said, "If you work too slowly, you won't be able to produce results for a long time."

Hua Min looked at Lin Yan, "Is this okay, are the selected people here to work or study, do you want to be paid?"

Lin Yan was well aware of the financial constraints, and hurriedly said, "People can choose, but unlike us, you can't rely on financial money to support you, you have to be responsible for yourself. You're all in charge of the lab, so it shouldn't be a big problem to keep a few people."

Huang Ying thought for a while and said, "Don't you give any money from the treasury, my research is of great significance, it is beneficial to everyone, and the important direction of the future, how can I take out the money."

Bai Chen also said: "Papermaking is the foundation, and you can't work for nothing without money. It's not enough for my own salary, so I still have to pay for my research."

"Yes. We are not like Shi Zhi's laboratory, which has a lot of results, and we can make money by selling it." Huang Ying tried her best to fight, "Lin Yan, you apply to the Finance Department, how much money you need, and the research can be carried out."

Shui Sheng said, "The finance department has no money."

"Where did all that money go?" Bai Chen didn't believe it.

"The money is in the hands of individuals, the finance department has no cash, and there are a lot of debts. I calculate every day and am clear about these. Minister Fenghua is worried about this and is thinking of a way."

Shui Sheng has been working as a deputy for Fenghua in the finance department, and he remembers every expense in Sun City clearly, and the finances are really in deficit.

Huang Ying said: "But there are not many rich people in the city, and many people can't afford to buy clothes, but they can barely eat."

Hong Ling said, "Clothes are expensive to sell, and most people can't afford them. We are already improving the loom and will be able to bring down the price of linen next year."

Shi Zhi suddenly asked, "The Finance Department has no money, so it won't want to mint coins, right?"

"No minting for now." Shui Sheng shook his head, "I told Minister Fenghua about the adverse effects of issuing additional iron coins, and she also agreed not to mint coins."

"That's good. If you mint coins, the money is worthless."

Shi Zhi looked at Lin Yan, "It's not okay if you don't have money for a long time, you have to find a way to solve this matter."

Lin Yan nodded.

Mi Lan