Farmer of Shu Han Chapter 466

Chapter 466 Chatting

It's just that the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty has an order, even if Feng Yong is not happy, how dare he shirk it?

At the moment, he had no choice but to answer, "To be with a good friend forever is really like hearing the fragrance of orchids."

When Li Feng heard this, he saluted again with joy on his face, "Little brother Feng has met my brother. Although I didn't understand what my brother sang just now, I think it has a rhyme, but the new poem written by my brother Fu?

Feng Yong was startled, thinking that you can also hear Lao Tzu's "Tears Behind the Bar" in Mandarin?

"Ahem, it's just made up for a while, it can't be taken as real."

Feng Tubie explained with a dry smile.

"Li Dalang has always admired your articles. When he learned yesterday that he was going to come over to meet you, he couldn't restrain himself on the spot."

Zhuge Liang has long been familiar with Feng Tubie's temperament. Seeing his current appearance, he knew that he was starting to talk nonsense again, so he immediately reminded him, "If you have a new work, it would be good to discuss it with Li Dalang."

Um? Hearing what the old demon Zhuge said, it seems that Li Feng is still my little fan?

Feng Yong looked at Li Feng again, only to see his admiration and joy shining in his eyes.

Can't be wrong, Feng Yong is so familiar with this appearance, those little fans who follow stars in later generations will look like this when they see their idols.

Of course, the more sensible kind.

So a certain soil turtle couldn't help being complacent, and I actually have fans?

After thinking up to this point, Feng Yong fully agreed: "Okay, okay, if I have a new work, I will definitely ask Li Langjun to correct me."

"Don't dare to correct me." Li Feng said hastily, "Brother's excellent work, how can a blunt person like Feng be able to correct it? Even the adults have told the younger brother to ask the younger brother to give me advice when he comes to Jincheng."

This Li Feng has a tendency to turn into a brain-dead fan.

Just listening to Li Feng's words, it seems that Li Yan also pays attention to me?

Not only Feng Yong murmured in his heart, but even Zhuge Liang's eyes flashed a bright light.

"Sit down, I have something to tell you."

Zhuge Liang didn't let Li Feng and Feng Yong continue their conversation. He sat down on the chair, pointed to the opposite chair, looked at the chessboard on the table, and motioned to Feng Yong, "Let's talk about a game?"

Then picked up a black chess piece, looked at the chessboard on the table, but was surprised to find that the black and white chess pieces seemed a little messy, and there was no layout at all.

"Prime Minister, I don't know how to talk with hands."

Feng Tubie sat on the chair and said with some coyness.

Zhuge Liang frowned when he heard this, "Didn't you ask someone to play chess with you when you came in?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the chessboard, "I can't talk with hands, so who set this up?"

He also thought that Feng Yong was afraid of making a fool of himself because of his poor chess skills, so he said, "Playing chess is one to sharpen your character, and the other is to learn the art of war. It doesn't matter if you play badly, as long as you study hard, you will always improve."

Feng Tubie coughed dryly, "Prime Minister, I really don't know how to play. I use a different way to play this chessboard."

"Oh, is there another way to play this chess?"

The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty raised his brows, "This is really new, let me hear it?"

At the same time, he thought in his heart, isn't this the rule in his school?

"Hey, Prime Minister, this is very simple. You see, as long as this is the case, the black and white sides, as long as whoever can connect the five pieces into a line first, is considered to be the winner. Horizontal, vertical, or oblique, it doesn't matter."

Zhuge Liang was taken aback.

I thought to myself what kind of rule is this?

It is neither good to put the chess piece in your hand, nor is it not good to keep it.

Feng Yong didn't give Zhuge Liang a chance to repent. He immediately cleaned up the chess pieces on the chessboard, and said respectfully, “Prime Minister, you go first?”

The prime minister of Han wanted to turn the table all of a sudden, I said I want to play this kind of chess with you? Can you do things normally for once?

Every time, the sword goes slanted!

But the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty is extremely intelligent after all, so he thought about it for a while, and put Hei Zi down at will.

The sound of "Gululu" sounded from the corner of the wall, and Feng Yong hurried over to bring over the boiled water.

Then he took out a bowl and a small pot from the bedside cabinet, squeezed out some tea leaves from the small pot, poured them into the bowl, and put them in front of Zhuge Liang, "Prime Minister, have a sip of tea first."

Then he smiled apologetically at Li Feng and Wang You, "There are not enough bowls and chairs in the prison, the two gentlemen are tired."

"It doesn't matter, I'll just wait and stand."

Li Feng and Wang You said quickly.

How can they sit in front of the prime minister?

Only a character like elder brother is qualified to sit in front of the prime minister.

Feng Yong also poured himself a bowl, then sat down in front of the prime minister, picked up a white chess piece and placed it on it.

Then he reached out again, picked up the dried apricots in the fruit plate, put them in his mouth, chewed them, and swallowed them directly.

Zhuge Liang saw his appearance, the corners of his eyes twitched.

Standing is not standing, sitting is not sitting, even playing chess is restless!

Tea leaves are soaked in boiling water, the color of the water begins to change, and the unique fragrance of tea leaves permeates.

Zhuge Liang couldn't help taking a breath, couldn't help picking up the bowl and taking a sip, then asked, "Where did you get the tea leaves in this season?"

"Oh, didn't I open a tea garden on the hillside behind Zhuangzi three years ago? I picked some tea this year and stocked it up."

The garden has been properly fertilized, and with the meticulous care of Amei and his tribe, the tea trees have grown well, and they can be picked in the second half of this year.

"I forgot about this one." Zhuge Liang remembered that Feng Yong had planted a large tea tree on his own village.

I saw Feng Yong said happily, "Let me tell you, Prime Minister, this tea is a good thing. Me and Liang Si..."

As he spoke, he paused and glanced at Li Feng and Wang You again.

"It's okay, but say it."

Zhuge Liang knew what he meant and said.

"Oh, that's right. I made an agreement with Liang Si. In addition to this wool cloth, I also asked them to help me sell some tea to the barbarians in the north."

Thinking that the hillsides behind Zhuangzi are all tea gardens, Feng Tubie was excited, **** it, it's finally today!

Tea, the necessities of the Hu people!

Wool! oxen and horses! woman! Fur!

Hand them all over!

"It's reasonable to drink tea in Sichuan. There are also rich families in the north who may also have the habit of drinking tea. It's just that the barbarians drink tea. Why have I never heard of it?"

The prime minister of the Han Dynasty obviously has not realized the importance of tea as a strategic material.

"So I just asked Liang Si to help me try to sell a little."

Feng Tubie chuckled, "Maybe it's a big hit?"

Zhuge Liang obviously felt that Feng Yong was whimsical, shook his head and smiled, and picked up another chess piece and put it down, "Whether you are selling to the barbarians in the north or planning to sell in Shu, don't touch it yourself."

The suppression of merchants by the Han Dynasty was not as severe as that of the later dynasties. This can be seen from the special commercial taxation of "counting money" and "counting vehicles and boats" in the Han Dynasty.

The dynasties after the abnormal development of Confucianism could not even collect business taxes.

It's just that it's not good if you really want to get the reputation of being a businessman these days.

So have white gloves.

"understand."

Feng Yong nodded.

"Speaking of the business in the north, Prime Minister, although the Liang family wants to buy woolen cloth from me, what about the wool, cattle and horses?"

Using wool cloth to open the way to Liangzhou was originally Zhuge Liang's strategy.

So Feng Yong didn't expect to be able to take it all by himself.

Besides, is it not the basic operation of the country to collect import and export tariffs?

"Ma Youchang is in Hanzhong and Nanzheng, and also opened a workshop. It's just that Ju County hasn't received much wool from the Hu people this year, so the wool cloth still has to come from you."

Zhuge Liang glanced at Feng Yong, and pondered, "It's half the same, it's the same as the year before last. The imperial court mainly takes wool and horses, and you take the cattle and sheep. Just make up for what is not enough."

"It's a good feeling."

Feng Yong was overjoyed, he really didn't expect the old monster Zhuge to be so generous.

"One more thing, Nanzheng's workshop, you can ask Nanxiang to help and send some people to teach." Zhuge Liang knocked on the table, "The imperial workshop has been open for a year, and it is still a mess. It doesn't look like that either."

I thought that the workshop was just to gather people and spinning wheels and looms together, and then use wool to weave cloth, but I didn't expect it to be too simple.

The weavers in the workshop not only have food, clothing, housing and transportation, but how to manage them on weekdays is a big problem.

Nanzheng's workshop has been open for almost a year, and not to mention a few bolts of cloth have not been spun, even the cloth that is barely spun is very poor, and I am afraid that it will not be sold to the barbarians.

Ma Di originally wanted to go to Nanxiang to find Li Qiu and others in private, and wanted Nanxiang to send some people to help, but he never thought about it, but was rejected outright.

Not to mention Li Qiu and others, even Li Mu, a woman, has a tough attitude. She only talked about the Nanxiang workshop and the ranch, and she asked her brother to speak up.

Ma Di had no choice but to tell Zhuge Liang the truth.

The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty is also a little tired: others can set up a ranch workshop in the white land. You have an example before you, and you have the help of the court, but you still can't do it?

It's just that the words are so, but the prime minister of the Han Dynasty also knows that such a thing as a workshop has never appeared before. Except for this kid, no one else really knows the way here.

"no problem."

Feng Yong fully agreed to this additional condition.

"I heard that Mrs. Mu from Nanxiang is very powerful..."

"That won't work!"

Feng Tubie shuddered, and quickly changed his words.

Li Mu is now the pillar of the workshop, and at the same time is the spokesperson of the interests of the Li family in Nanxiang. The Li family is also responsible for supplying vegetables and some food to the workshop and pasture.

Without her, more than half of the workshop would collapse.

The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty gave a "tsk", "I just borrowed it for a few days."

"That doesn't work either." Feng Yong rolled his eyes and said, "There is a woman named A Xiang next to Li Mu, who is my concubine's playmate. Originally, I planned to let her follow Li Mu and train her to become a In charge. If Nanzheng's workshop is really short of people, I can let her go."

Feng Tubie didn't blush at all when he said this.

That Ah Xiang, who has been with Li Mu for so long, even a pig can learn some fur.

What's more, there has been an evening school in Nanxiang for two years.

Nowadays, workshops and ranches, regardless of gender, want to climb up, in addition to good skills in their jobs, they also need to learn literacy and basic arithmetic.

Arithmetic within 100, use a branch to write and draw on the ground, at least you must tell the correct answer, and you are eligible to be the team leader and manage things.

It is common for people who can recognize certain characters and know simple arithmetic problems to be placed in Nanxiang's workshops and ranches.

But if it is put outside, it is a treasure.

As long as this Ah Xiang can reach the level of the team leader of the workshop, it will not be a big problem if he is released to be a manager or something.

Besides, if she hadn't been a little cautious back then, how could she have encouraged that soft bastard, Amei, to sue her?

But when Zhuge Liang heard Feng Yong say that, his heart skipped a beat. Does this kid have a lot of people?

Recalling the various news from Hanzhong, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty affirmed this idea even more, and looked at Feng Yong with strange eyes.

It is not uncommon to have people on hand, but what is strange is how to keep the people on hand in a steady stream?

Thinking of this, the prime minister's mind became a little erratic.

"Prime Minister, the five sons connect, and I win."

Feng Yong didn't care what Zhuge Liang was thinking, and immediately shouted happily.

Zhuge Liang casually glanced at the chessboard, then nodded and admitted defeat, "That's right, you won."

"yeah!"

Feng Tubie shouted excitedly, and looked at Zhuge Liang longingly, "Prime Minister, are you still here?"

Zhuge Liang glanced at Feng Yong strangely. What's so happy about winning or losing such a simple chess game?

The prime minister of the great Han Dynasty does not know how future generations will evaluate him.

Feng Tubie only felt that he had won against this ancient monster, and it felt really cool!

No way, I wrote in my notebook immediately after I was released from prison: On a certain day in December of the third year of Jianxing, Feng Yong and Zhuge Liang won a game of chess—backgammon!

In the future, when I die, I will engrave this matter on a stone slab and be buried with me!

"Come again."

The two cleaned up the chess game and started again.

"The wool cloth produced by Nanzheng's workshop will be used first in the army. It is related to the great plan of the North. You should be careful, and don't ruin the big thing, or I will spare you."

The so-called northern plan is nothing more than the Northern Expedition.

Liangzhou is also a cold place, if the soldiers in the barracks can use wool cloth, that would be a great thing indeed.

"Don't worry, Prime Minister, haven't the roads been built in Nanxiang and Nanzheng now? It only takes one day to travel. If there is any urgent matter, you can ask Ma Taishou to send someone directly to Nanxiang."

The cement road has been repaired intermittently for more than a year, and finally connects Nanxiang and Nanzheng.

The quality of the road in Nanxiang is definitely not as good as that in Nanxiang. Due to the topography, the road is still paved with coal ballast and gravel.

But compared to the roads of this era, it is already a rare good road in the world.

In the letter from Li Qiu and others, it is said that this road is a brilliant road, and the world is amazed by it, or it is the road of immortals.

Now this road is the most important passage in Hanzhong, and there is an endless stream of pedestrians and business travelers coming and going every day.

At the same time, Feng Yong finally trained the first professional civil engineering team.

"If it really doesn't work, we can ask those weavers from Nanzheng Workshop to help Nanxiang for a few days, and let them come back after learning."

Anyway, the traffic is also convenient, agent training is very simple.

Zhuge Liang was a little surprised by Feng Yong's casually proposed solution. After thinking about it, he felt that this was really a good solution.

"What are you thinking?"

Zhuge Liang sincerely praised this time, "This is indeed a good method."

"Training fee..." Feng Yong glanced at the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, had no choice but to swallow his words, and changed his words, "But it is well known that the weavers in Nanxiang eat well, and they can't live for nothing when they go there Bar?"

"Counted into the cattle and sheep exchanged from the north."

Zhuge Liang said angrily.

This kid really refuses to take any losses.

"Have you ever learned the art of Guan Zhong?"

Zhuge Liang asked suddenly.

Guan Zhong?

China's economic ancestor, of course Feng Yong knew.

But it is limited to the things recorded in the history books, but I really don't understand his thoughts and theories.

"No ah."

"Really not?"

Zhuge Liang looked at Feng Yong suspiciously.

Feng Yong suddenly remembered the strategy he had proposed to Zhuge Liang in Nanzhong.

Isn't the Weixian League just learning from Duke Huan of Qi's past?

The reason why Duke Huan of Qi, Xiaobai, was able to dominate the Central Plains was precisely because of Guan Zhong's assistance.

At the moment, I had no choice but to say, "I just understand a little."

"Slightly understand?"

Zhuge Liang asked leisurely, "Why do I feel that you have studied it specially?"

"I won't talk about the matter just now, but the matter of your wool, the matter of Guan Zhong buying a deer and submitting to the state of Chu, and the old matter of Qi Wan and Lu Jin, don't you think it is very similar?"

"ah?"

Feng Yong was a little confused, "What do you mean?"

(end of this chapter)

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