Chapter 73: The Artifact Necessary for Traveling Through the Tang Dynasty
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Gong Zi Xu
Chapter 73: The Artifact Necessary for Traveling Through the Tang Dynasty
Fang Jun didn't know that the powerful and domineering His Majesty Li Er had seen through the "self-defilement" strategy, and was busy preparing for spring ploughing at the farm.
Seeing that the New Year is approaching, the ice and snow will melt after the New Year, and the spring ploughing has been put on the agenda.
In this era, the level of farming was extremely low. For a large number of landlords like Fangjia, the annual spring ploughing was like a tough battle.The plan of the year lies in the spring. Whether the spring ploughing is successful or not is related to the harvest of the year.
All preparations must be made in advance.
In the past few days, Fang Jun has come to the farm for a thorough investigation.
The result is only one word - backward!
There is no seed selection, no breeding, primitive farming technology, management of fertilizer and water, and backward control of pests and diseases...
Fang Jun couldn't help but sigh with emotion: It's a miracle that half of the population of Datang was not starved to death for this kind of farming!Is it possible that all the people of the Tang Dynasty eat half full every day?
In the face of the current situation, Fang Jun has both joy and pity.
The pity is that the people of the Tang Dynasty actually relied on such primitive and backward farming conditions to feed a population of 500 to 1000 million with [-] million hectares of arable land.
I am glad that I can finally show my skills in the professional field.
The "chemical test" a few days ago really hit Fang Jun's self-confidence. Now that he is back in the field he is good at, he is suddenly full of confidence and full of energy.
Of course, those advanced biotechnologies are useless, and he can only rely on his experience and insight.
"There are 27 copper coins and more than [-] pieces of silk in the village..."
Hearing Fang Quan's report, Fang Jun covered his forehead and sighed. This is all the property he can control at the moment. Fortunately, the seeds for spring ploughing have been prepared, and there is no need to spend extra money to buy them.Fang Jun didn't even think about asking for help at home.
As an adult man, it is the responsibility to share the family's worries, not just cause trouble.
Since the time of crossing, whether it is actively fighting with King Qi Li You, King Wei Li Tai, or passively stepping on Han Wangfu, all of them have brought great impact and trouble to the family, and Fang Jun feels a little guilty.
The so-called "Qi's family governs the country and the world", no matter where one's ambition is, "Qi's family" is a heavy burden that a man must carry.
Fang Jun didn't have any big ideas, he just wanted to lighten some of the burden on the family.
After listening to Fang Quan's report, combined with what he knew about the current situation, his mind was running fast, thinking about finding a road suitable for the rapid development of Fangjia Manor.
After thinking about it, almost all methods require a lot of financial support to achieve results in the short term.
But 1 years is too long, let's fight for the day and night!
There is only one way.
reform!
Reform from the inside out, from the top to the bottom.
Start with the production tools.
Fang Jun took out his self-made "pencil" and doodled on the rice paper while meditating.
Fang Quan's eyes twitched for a while...
There is no way, as long as he sees Erlang writing and drawing on the rice paper, Fang Quan feels stuffy in his chest.
I leaned over and looked at it, feeling a little relieved.
On the rice paper are not some outlandish names, but some figures, outlined by thin charcoal pencils, with clear outlines.
"It turned out to be a plough...or a plough..." Fang Quan was an old crop, just glanced at it and knew that it was a disassembled plough.
But looking at it again, I found something was not quite right.
"Huh? Why is this plough stick bent... The shape of the ploughshare is also different... Oh, we Erlang, it's really worrying, we don't even know what a plough stick looks like. Master, who doesn't even know a plough, what will you do in the future? I'm afraid I will be sad..."
Fang Quan sighed in his heart, very worried about this Erlang who didn't even know the plough stick.
After a while, Fang Jun finished drawing.
He has not only seen the Quyuan plow, but also operated it himself. He thought that he had just graduated and was assigned to the county agricultural technology station. As the only college student in the unit, he was also a good example of a typical example.
Reminiscent of the past, the years are thick...
Feeling emotional, he said to Fang Quan, "Uncle Quan, is there a carpenter in Zhuangzi?"
"Of course there are, but Erlang, our Zhuangzi already has three or five of these plough sticks, and we don't need to make them any more. We don't have so many ploughing oxen. Besides, your drawing is wrong. "..." Fang Quan nodded.
Although I also feel that it is not good to expose Fang Jun's mistakes in this way, after all, he is the master's young master, and it hurts his face.
But he couldn't help it, and wanted to say: Erlang, don't make trouble...
Fang Jun was surprised. He thought that there was something wrong with the Quyuan plow he drew. He quickly checked it carefully and found nothing wrong, so he couldn't help asking, "Uncle Quan, what's wrong?"
The Quyuan Plough is known as "a necessary artifact for crossing the Tang Dynasty". If you remember it incorrectly, it will be a tragedy!
Where is wrong?
You're all wrong, you've never done anything right!
Fang Quan endured it and didn't dare to say it. After all, this Erlang's temper was really bad. If he annoyed him and scolded him, would he still want his old face?
"Here I go to find a carpenter."
Let the carpenter tell you later, Fang Quan thought.
After a while, Fang Quan called the old carpenter in the village.
The old carpenter's surname is Liu, and he is called Liu Honestly. He has no name, so everyone calls him that.
Liu Laoshi is more than 50 this year, with a slightly hunched back, a tall body that is a bit hunched, his hair is already gray, and his face with Chinese characters is densely covered with wrinkles and ravines, making him look old.
However, he walked steadily and his eyes were very bright.
"This is the carpenter of our Zhuangzi, his name is Liu Honest. He has been with our house for more than [-] years. He is an absolute old man. He has a strong personality and has no craftsmanship. There are two foreign workers in the Ministry of Works who have been trained by Liu Honest. pointers."
Fang Quan gave a brief introduction, and Chongliu blinked honestly.
On the way here, I had already made arrangements for Liu Honestly, and took the opportunity to persuade Erlang not to play with things and act arbitrarily.
As soon as Fang Jun heard this, he said politely, "Master Liu..."
Unexpectedly, this greeting immediately startled Liu honestly, and he knelt down with a "pop", and said in a panic: "Erlang... Zhesha is old, and the title of master, I must not dare to be..."
Fang Jun is speechless, let's just be polite, are you serious?
Don't say you are a craftsman, you are a street tire repairer, a bicycle repairer, a scissors pedicure, let's call a master...
He completely ignored the times he was in.
Liu Laoshi thought that he really regarded him as a master when he called "Master", but panicked because of Fang Jun's attitude.
No matter Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, or earlier dynasties, craftsman is an absolutely inferior term, a group of people at the bottom of society.
why?
All dynasties in all dynasties have paid more attention to Taoism and neglected tools, craftsmanship is the last job, and craftsmanship is minimal.
Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce constitute the social hierarchy in ancient China.Scholars and officials composed of scholars are social elites, occupying the highest status in society.Agriculture is very important to the country and society, farming and reading family heirlooms is a good talk, and caring about agriculture will be respected morally.
Craftsmen are craftsmen who are both skilled and craftsmen. They are mostly passed down from generation to generation, work hard, have no chance to learn culture, live at the bottom, are bullied, and their work is seen as vulgar and dirty.
The dignified Fangfu Erlang and the future emperor-in-law treated him so politely, why didn't he make him feel frightened and uneasy?
Fang Jun touched his nose and figured it out. He patted Liu honestly on the shoulder and said with a straight face, "Old Liu..."
"Hey! What is Erlang's order? Just say, the old man has no other skills, only this pair of skillful hands, but there is nothing that can't be done by flying in the sky and running on the ground! Erlang, if you want to play something, say something. , Do it right away!"
Liu Honshi was obviously more used to Fang Jun's casual attitude, and his expression relaxed.
Fang Quan was speechless for a while, staring angrily at Liu Honshi, who was flattering.
Did I forget what I just taught you to say to the back of your head?
The night before yesterday, I went to a friend's house for a vigil, and I didn't sleep all night. Yesterday, I was busy with work for another day. I was really sleepy. I sat in front of the computer and fell asleep.
I woke up at three in the morning, made a pot of tea, wrote this chapter, and uploaded it immediately.Now is the period for the selection and recommendation of new books, I hope you all have mercy and vote, thank you @!
(End of this chapter)
Fang Jun didn't know that the powerful and domineering His Majesty Li Er had seen through the "self-defilement" strategy, and was busy preparing for spring ploughing at the farm.
Seeing that the New Year is approaching, the ice and snow will melt after the New Year, and the spring ploughing has been put on the agenda.
In this era, the level of farming was extremely low. For a large number of landlords like Fangjia, the annual spring ploughing was like a tough battle.The plan of the year lies in the spring. Whether the spring ploughing is successful or not is related to the harvest of the year.
All preparations must be made in advance.
In the past few days, Fang Jun has come to the farm for a thorough investigation.
The result is only one word - backward!
There is no seed selection, no breeding, primitive farming technology, management of fertilizer and water, and backward control of pests and diseases...
Fang Jun couldn't help but sigh with emotion: It's a miracle that half of the population of Datang was not starved to death for this kind of farming!Is it possible that all the people of the Tang Dynasty eat half full every day?
In the face of the current situation, Fang Jun has both joy and pity.
The pity is that the people of the Tang Dynasty actually relied on such primitive and backward farming conditions to feed a population of 500 to 1000 million with [-] million hectares of arable land.
I am glad that I can finally show my skills in the professional field.
The "chemical test" a few days ago really hit Fang Jun's self-confidence. Now that he is back in the field he is good at, he is suddenly full of confidence and full of energy.
Of course, those advanced biotechnologies are useless, and he can only rely on his experience and insight.
"There are 27 copper coins and more than [-] pieces of silk in the village..."
Hearing Fang Quan's report, Fang Jun covered his forehead and sighed. This is all the property he can control at the moment. Fortunately, the seeds for spring ploughing have been prepared, and there is no need to spend extra money to buy them.Fang Jun didn't even think about asking for help at home.
As an adult man, it is the responsibility to share the family's worries, not just cause trouble.
Since the time of crossing, whether it is actively fighting with King Qi Li You, King Wei Li Tai, or passively stepping on Han Wangfu, all of them have brought great impact and trouble to the family, and Fang Jun feels a little guilty.
The so-called "Qi's family governs the country and the world", no matter where one's ambition is, "Qi's family" is a heavy burden that a man must carry.
Fang Jun didn't have any big ideas, he just wanted to lighten some of the burden on the family.
After listening to Fang Quan's report, combined with what he knew about the current situation, his mind was running fast, thinking about finding a road suitable for the rapid development of Fangjia Manor.
After thinking about it, almost all methods require a lot of financial support to achieve results in the short term.
But 1 years is too long, let's fight for the day and night!
There is only one way.
reform!
Reform from the inside out, from the top to the bottom.
Start with the production tools.
Fang Jun took out his self-made "pencil" and doodled on the rice paper while meditating.
Fang Quan's eyes twitched for a while...
There is no way, as long as he sees Erlang writing and drawing on the rice paper, Fang Quan feels stuffy in his chest.
I leaned over and looked at it, feeling a little relieved.
On the rice paper are not some outlandish names, but some figures, outlined by thin charcoal pencils, with clear outlines.
"It turned out to be a plough...or a plough..." Fang Quan was an old crop, just glanced at it and knew that it was a disassembled plough.
But looking at it again, I found something was not quite right.
"Huh? Why is this plough stick bent... The shape of the ploughshare is also different... Oh, we Erlang, it's really worrying, we don't even know what a plough stick looks like. Master, who doesn't even know a plough, what will you do in the future? I'm afraid I will be sad..."
Fang Quan sighed in his heart, very worried about this Erlang who didn't even know the plough stick.
After a while, Fang Jun finished drawing.
He has not only seen the Quyuan plow, but also operated it himself. He thought that he had just graduated and was assigned to the county agricultural technology station. As the only college student in the unit, he was also a good example of a typical example.
Reminiscent of the past, the years are thick...
Feeling emotional, he said to Fang Quan, "Uncle Quan, is there a carpenter in Zhuangzi?"
"Of course there are, but Erlang, our Zhuangzi already has three or five of these plough sticks, and we don't need to make them any more. We don't have so many ploughing oxen. Besides, your drawing is wrong. "..." Fang Quan nodded.
Although I also feel that it is not good to expose Fang Jun's mistakes in this way, after all, he is the master's young master, and it hurts his face.
But he couldn't help it, and wanted to say: Erlang, don't make trouble...
Fang Jun was surprised. He thought that there was something wrong with the Quyuan plow he drew. He quickly checked it carefully and found nothing wrong, so he couldn't help asking, "Uncle Quan, what's wrong?"
The Quyuan Plough is known as "a necessary artifact for crossing the Tang Dynasty". If you remember it incorrectly, it will be a tragedy!
Where is wrong?
You're all wrong, you've never done anything right!
Fang Quan endured it and didn't dare to say it. After all, this Erlang's temper was really bad. If he annoyed him and scolded him, would he still want his old face?
"Here I go to find a carpenter."
Let the carpenter tell you later, Fang Quan thought.
After a while, Fang Quan called the old carpenter in the village.
The old carpenter's surname is Liu, and he is called Liu Honestly. He has no name, so everyone calls him that.
Liu Laoshi is more than 50 this year, with a slightly hunched back, a tall body that is a bit hunched, his hair is already gray, and his face with Chinese characters is densely covered with wrinkles and ravines, making him look old.
However, he walked steadily and his eyes were very bright.
"This is the carpenter of our Zhuangzi, his name is Liu Honest. He has been with our house for more than [-] years. He is an absolute old man. He has a strong personality and has no craftsmanship. There are two foreign workers in the Ministry of Works who have been trained by Liu Honest. pointers."
Fang Quan gave a brief introduction, and Chongliu blinked honestly.
On the way here, I had already made arrangements for Liu Honestly, and took the opportunity to persuade Erlang not to play with things and act arbitrarily.
As soon as Fang Jun heard this, he said politely, "Master Liu..."
Unexpectedly, this greeting immediately startled Liu honestly, and he knelt down with a "pop", and said in a panic: "Erlang... Zhesha is old, and the title of master, I must not dare to be..."
Fang Jun is speechless, let's just be polite, are you serious?
Don't say you are a craftsman, you are a street tire repairer, a bicycle repairer, a scissors pedicure, let's call a master...
He completely ignored the times he was in.
Liu Laoshi thought that he really regarded him as a master when he called "Master", but panicked because of Fang Jun's attitude.
No matter Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, or earlier dynasties, craftsman is an absolutely inferior term, a group of people at the bottom of society.
why?
All dynasties in all dynasties have paid more attention to Taoism and neglected tools, craftsmanship is the last job, and craftsmanship is minimal.
Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce constitute the social hierarchy in ancient China.Scholars and officials composed of scholars are social elites, occupying the highest status in society.Agriculture is very important to the country and society, farming and reading family heirlooms is a good talk, and caring about agriculture will be respected morally.
Craftsmen are craftsmen who are both skilled and craftsmen. They are mostly passed down from generation to generation, work hard, have no chance to learn culture, live at the bottom, are bullied, and their work is seen as vulgar and dirty.
The dignified Fangfu Erlang and the future emperor-in-law treated him so politely, why didn't he make him feel frightened and uneasy?
Fang Jun touched his nose and figured it out. He patted Liu honestly on the shoulder and said with a straight face, "Old Liu..."
"Hey! What is Erlang's order? Just say, the old man has no other skills, only this pair of skillful hands, but there is nothing that can't be done by flying in the sky and running on the ground! Erlang, if you want to play something, say something. , Do it right away!"
Liu Honshi was obviously more used to Fang Jun's casual attitude, and his expression relaxed.
Fang Quan was speechless for a while, staring angrily at Liu Honshi, who was flattering.
Did I forget what I just taught you to say to the back of your head?
The night before yesterday, I went to a friend's house for a vigil, and I didn't sleep all night. Yesterday, I was busy with work for another day. I was really sleepy. I sat in front of the computer and fell asleep.
I woke up at three in the morning, made a pot of tea, wrote this chapter, and uploaded it immediately.Now is the period for the selection and recommendation of new books, I hope you all have mercy and vote, thank you @!
(End of this chapter)
