Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 980

Cotton bolls are peeled off, the rollers of the cotton gin are shaken, strands of slender snow-white cotton wadding are carried through the middle of the rollers, and the cottonseeds are stripped out.A very simple device, but it makes deseeding very convenient.

The cotton after deseeding is all in strands and cannot be used yet.

The servants removed a large basket of cotton bolls and put them in a wooden trough on which the "big bow" was hung, and then asked Fang Jun how to operate it.

Fang Jun said calmly: "You must have the awareness of continuous innovation, the knowledge you have studied will be more impressive, and you must have the ideal of becoming the first batch of "cotton pluckers" in the Tang Dynasty. People have no ideals, what is the difference with salted fish? the difference?"

All the servants sweated profusely.

We are just servants, we don't want to be "cotton spinners"...

Fang Jun was indifferent, letting them experiment and ponder by themselves, while he stood by and watched.The fact is that he has only seen cotton picking on TV, but has he ever done it himself?
Nor will he...

However, it is not difficult to play cotton. You just need to understand the principle of breaking up the cotton fibers to make the fibers closer together. Of course, to play well requires a certain talent and long-term practice as the basis.

Fang Jiafa's servant obviously had an IQ above the average line, a young man named Zhao Erniu whined and chirped for a long time, and finally managed to play the cotton properly.Although the popped cotton was far from being as dense as Fang Jun imagined, it was white and soft like a white cloud. It felt soft and soft to the touch, and felt a comfortable temperature, which shocked all the servants.

Fang Jun immediately made a decision and appointed Zhao Erniu as the steward of the "cotton plucker" of the Fang family.

Zhao Erniu was so happy that he went crazy. Who would have thought that he would suddenly become a manager after he had just opened his mind and figured out this device invented by Erlang?Could it be that Erlang took care of everyone because he was the second child?
Well, it must be like this, everyone is "two", so get close!

Destiny is so amazing, promotion, salary increase, and matchmaker Ding Ning lined up at the door, and suddenly reached the pinnacle of life!
Without further ado, Zhao Erniu kowtowed on his knees on the ground "bang bang bang", swearing allegiance to the sky.

It's not enough to pop the cotton out, this kind of cotton can only be made into cotton-padded jackets and quilts, Fang Jun naturally can't be satisfied.It has to be twisted into thread, then spun into yarn and woven into cloth, so that cotton can enter thousands of households. The low cost and high quality of cotton cloth can benefit the public, and bring wealth like sea water to Fang Jun.

Of course, if you want to show the value of cotton to the greatest extent, you have to wait until military use is developed.

It's a pity that Fang Jun's chemistry was taught by his Chinese teacher, and he couldn't make smokeless gunpowder even if he was killed...

Twisting thread is a very ancient craft, and there are many primitive looms in the folk, so it is enough to leave it to Lu Chenglai to take care of it, and he only needs to look at the finished product.Although the craftsmanship is primitive and backward, Fang Jun really doesn't know how to make a textile machine that can place dozens of spindles at a time. He just writes down the rough technological requirements on a piece of paper and promises who can develop a more advanced one. The textile machine was rewarded with a hundred guan, and then it was simply ignored.

He believed in the wisdom of the Chinese nation.

Most of the time they just don't want to think or are too lazy to go, lacking innovation consciousness.Once they have enough motivation, they can immediately develop unparalleled creativity, and history has already proved this.

The cotton in Zhuangzi cannot be deseed by machine. The seeds are too precious. He is afraid that the machine will damage the seed coat and affect the emergence rate, so he must deseed by hand.

"After spring, all the dry fields in Zhuangzi will be planted with cotton."

Fang Jun ordered.

Champa rice belongs to the southern rice species. The growth cycle of crops in the north is low due to the low temperature. Even if there are excellent rice species, they cannot meet the natural conditions of two or even three crops a year, so they can only be planted in the south.

Fang Jun has already ordered Mu Yuanzuo, governor of Suzhou, to choose a place to plant in the next spring to see if it can adapt to the climate of the Yangtze River Basin. If not, it can only be promoted in Fujian and Guangdong.The situation of the current generation of Fujian and Guangdong is not stable. There are many barbarians in Fujian, and Guangdong is the territory of the Feng family, which may change at any time. Once they get advanced rice seeds, it will be tantamount to fueling their ambitions.

Lu Cheng was taken aback, and persuaded: "Erlang, you have to be careful about this. Our family has a lot of dry fields. If we grow cotton, we will have much less food."

"Don't worry, there is plenty of food."

The fleet that bought grain in Linyiguo estimated that the grain could be transported back before the Yellow River froze, and Guanzhong would no longer have to worry about food shortages.Cotton is a very good economic crop. After weaving and selling it, the output of one mu of field can be equivalent to growing five mu of grain. Why not do it?
Anyway, as long as there is money, Lin Yiguo's rice will be continuously shipped to Guanzhong.It doesn't matter even if something happened to Lin Yiguo that made it impossible to buy rice. Nanyang is a big place. As long as you have a fleet in hand, even if you can't buy food, you can grab it!
"By the way, go and tell Meiniang, don't rush to sell the red sandalwood brought back from Nanyang. Send a piece of high-quality longevity material to Zheng Guogong's mansion, and tell the servants to be more polite."

There are so many red sandalwood on Sandalwood Island, but Fang Jun didn't want to sell the sandalwood so badly on the street.Sandalwood is a luxury and has nothing to do with the national economy and the people's livelihood, and getting rich from it has no moral impact at all.This is the source of income for the entire navy, and it is necessary to maintain a high income.

Without benefits, who will work for you?

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The servants of the Fang family swaggered through the city in a big cart, and the two rosewood trees a foot thick on the cart aroused the amazement of passers-by.

In this era, sea transportation was not yet developed, and the Tang Dynasty did not produce red sandalwood, and the inflow of red sandalwood from overseas was extremely limited, and rare things were more expensive. The saying "inch sandalwood is gold" has been passed down from the Han Dynasty to the present.Of course, most of the passers-by on the road are ignorant, but some nobles passing by have spread the word about it with jealousy.

When the carriage arrived at Wei's mansion, Wei Shuyu was about to go to Chu Suiliang's place under his father's order.Seeing the two foot-thick red sandalwood on the carriage that drove in through the gate, Wei Shuyu's eyes were straightened, and she swallowed subconsciously.

No matter how poor the Wei family is, they always have knowledge.

The value of these two pieces of red sandalwood is definitely no less than a few thousand guan. If they are planed to make a coffin, not only will the parents not be able to use them up, but I am afraid that my future share will be lost...

As expected, Fang Er, the biggest prodigal son of the Tang Dynasty, how could he give gifts like this?As soon as you make a move, you will take money to smash people into confusion!

Wei Zheng's status is extraordinary, this time the gift was given by Lu Cheng himself.Under the arrangement of Wei's servants, the red sandalwood was unloaded in a warehouse, and Lu Cheng was called to the main hall.

Wei Zheng's face was a little gray, his spirit was very weak, and he said with a strong spirit: "I'm sorry, go back and tell Erlang, thank you, old man."

Then he ordered his servants to reward Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng refused, bowed his body and said with a smile: "How dare you accept Zheng Guogong's reward? My family Erlang said that Zheng Guogong has broken up with brother Kong Fang, don't let such vulgar things stain Zheng Guogong's eyes."

Wei Zheng laughed and said, "Interesting, interesting. The Fang family really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. A manager can be so elegant, isn't he an old man of the Fang family?"

Lu Cheng respectfully said: "The old slave is a woman's dowry and has been in Fang's family for decades."

Wei Zheng nodded suddenly: "It turns out that Fan Yang is from the Lu family, no wonder, no wonder."

As one of the five surnames and seven sects, Fan Yang Lu's background naturally needless to say, the stewards who can marry Miss Lu are obviously educated, how can they be compared with the stewards of ordinary wealthy rural families?

After talking for a few words, Lu Cheng took his leave and left.

Wei Zheng waved his hand at Wei Shuyu: "Let's go to Chu's house."

Wei Shuyu nodded, turned and left.

When I arrived at Chu's house, it happened that Chu Suiliang hadn't gone out yet.

The Wei family and the Chu family are family friends, Wei Shuyu came to say that he had obeyed his father's order, and the members of the Chu family invited Wei Shuyu to the study without notifying him.

Chu Suiliang was wearing ordinary clothes and was sitting on a chair drinking tea. When he saw Wei Shuyu saluting respectfully, he waved his hands and said casually, "Why should my family be polite? Sit down."

Naturally, Wei Shuyu couldn't be rude, and after paying the salute, Chu Suiliang sat down, and asked, "My nephew is here, is there something wrong?"

Wei Shuyu was straightforward and dull, without any flirtatiousness, and didn't know how to be euphemistic at all, so he said bluntly: "My father ordered me to ask my nephew to come and retrieve the manuscript that was handed over to Chu Shishu earlier."

(End of this chapter)