As a lord, I was forced to farm

Having made such a great contribution, it is natural to be rewarded. Jiang Ran looked at Liu He, thinking about what reward was most suitable for her.

Promotion?Get rich?Or all kinds of magic weapon, panacea?
It's just that Liu He is not a monk, and many things in Jiang Ran's hands are not suitable for her, so she finally had an idea and took out a small amount of ginseng.

These ginsengs have been properly processed by Dr. Wang.

Liu He's face flushed red, her fingers trembled excitedly, and she took the ginseng from Butler Li.

This is something that can hang your life.

She had actually heard of ginseng. A group of refugees said that under the guidance of the lord, they dug up ginseng with an extremely fragrant medicinal smell and sold it for a thousand crystals.

Now some people have recruited soldiers to form a team and went to Xiaoliangshan to dig ginseng.

Of course, they didn't have that much money to open the teleportation array, but took the traditional road, and then went to Xiaoliangshan to dig ginseng.

Looking at the excited Liu He, Jiang Ran feels that rewards alone are not enough to win over people's hearts to the greatest extent, but honor can keep people excited for a long time, thus creating a sense of responsibility.

Once a person has a sense of responsibility for something, it is a terrible thing.

Jiang Ran's eyelids drooped slightly, and she looked at Liu He not too close or far away. Liu He calmed down from the excitement of getting ginseng just now, feeling inexplicably nervous.

"Liu Fangxu has meritorious service in making paper, so I should give a shout out to Mr. Fang Xu, butler Li, take this first spiritual paper to the College's Library Pavilion for collection."

As soon as this remark came out, Steward Li was surprised for a moment. This seemed to be the first time that the lord had appreciated a person so much when he came to power, and he even called him Mr.

You know, in Suling Town, apart from those teachers, no one can be called a gentleman.

However, the lord who specifically addresses "Mr. Fang Xu" is quite different from ordinary teachers. What's more, he also said that he wanted to take this first spiritual paper to his collection. There is still no book in the newly built library. And this first thing turned out to be a piece of paper made by Miss Liu He.

If other people in the town found out, they would be envious of Liu He to death.

Butler Li took the spirit paper from Jiang Ran, kept it carefully, and said "Yes"

Liu He herself was so overwhelmed by the big surprise that day that she didn't know how to react, Qu Xiang bit her lip, and looked enviously at the ginseng and the spiritual paper in He Liu's hand.

It is conceivable that when Liu He stepped out of the gate of the Lord's Mansion, her status would rise. In the future, no one would dare to gossip that she is a weak woman who does not stay at home all day, and even the gate will be broken down. Don't worry about getting married, don't worry about getting married.

How much money can this save...

Forgive Qu Xiang's vision is only so big, compared to these, Liu He only valued the glory itself, at this moment she is very light, if she has wings, she must have gone to the sky by now.

There was less than half a month before the start of Mingxiao College, and Jiang Ran asked Liu He to hurry up and produce a spiritual paper.

Afterwards, you can try to make gold paper, and cooperate with Bai Lifei to make the golden paper spirit fan.

Now that the gold powder is available, the drawing of the gold paper is very detailed, which may be simpler than Liu He fumbling for the spiritual paper with a black head.

Liu He took the order, and under the leadership of his servants, he left the lord's mansion in a daze.

Then there is Quxiang.

Bufang has already woven a piece of silk, a piece of satin and a piece of gauze.

The three pieces of cloth are only trial-made, so they are not big, just the size of a handkerchief.

Each of the three fabric styles is different.

Silk is light and tough, with fine weave and soft luster, but it is easy to wrinkle; satin has tight texture and bright luster.

Among the three kinds of fabrics, Jiang Ran thinks gauze is the most beautiful, all kinds of striped yarn-dyed, palace lantern flowers, printed gauze... It can be thick and colorful, with the magnificent atmosphere of flying dragons and phoenixes, and it can be understated, with sparse flowers and leaves Elegant and quiet.

Jiang Ran sent out a small fireball from his hand.

The temperature of the fireball is not high, about the temperature when the firewood is burning.

Jiang Ran flicked the fireballs onto the three pieces of cloth, but saw that the three fiery red fireballs were like drops of water falling on the lotus leaves, flowing smoothly without sticking.

More like red pearls rolling on silver discs.

One of Jiang Ran's hands was placed under the piece of silk on which the fireball was placed, and Steward Li was slightly startled, "My lord, your hand?!"

"It's okay, it's not hot."

Not only is it not hot, there is almost no burning sensation, and the temperature has been kept very stable within the comfortable range of the human body. Even though Jiang Ran had expected it, she was still very surprised.

The fire has burned to the fabric, isn't it hot?

Steward Li retreated suspiciously, secretly anxious.

Jiang Ran also saw Butler Li's worry, and motioned him to try.

Although Steward Li was afraid, he took the veil obediently.

After trying this, I couldn't help but my eyes widened, "This, this is too amazing..."

Bai Mei was also attracted by these three beautiful pieces of cloth.

Although the three pieces of silk have not been dyed yet, the silk of the silver crystal silkworm is beautiful enough, especially when the fireball rolls on the veil, the red colored glaze reflected is like a young phoenix spreading its wings, gorgeous, delicate and lovely.

Qu Xiang's smooth forehead was covered with sweat, she was frightened by Bai Mei who stuck out her head, and was also very nervous about the Lord Lord's reaction.

However, looking at the Lord Lord's face, he was finally half relieved.

Then, Jiang Ran tested the effects of several elements such as water, wind, ice, and thunder on the silk, and found that the phantom silk could indeed resist normal erosion.

The material used for these three pieces of cloth is only the lowest grade phantom silk, if the higher phantom silk and phantom butterfly silk are used, it will be even more extraordinary.

Jiang Ran had experimented with the properties of these silks, and then slowly raised her eyes, "It's not refined enough."

But it is understandable, after all, it is the first time weaving silk.

Qu Xiang was frightened back to the original by this sentence, she blamed herself and felt guilty, especially the excellence of sister Liu He, and she felt even more humble under the background of it.

I was very scared, that white magic snake would swallow me alive?

Qu Xiang actually stuttered and couldn't speak for a long time.

Seeing the appearance of this little rabbit in Qu Xiang, Jiang Ran, who was about to say something about her shortcomings, paused for a moment.

With slender fingers, she held back all the strands of hair scattered on her forehead, and her eyes were indifferent. Jiang Ran gently gave him a gap to react and sob.

Then he continued, "The tightness is not well controlled, the hollow is too obvious, not straight. The top is wide and the bottom is narrow, and the shape is not square. Some places are drawn and not smooth, and the silk hair quality is too damaged in the weaving process. ..."

Hearing this, Qu Xiang didn't dare to really cry, her face was flushed, and she quickly repeated what the lord said, keeping her shortcomings in her heart.

He thought, if he was still alive, he must weave the perfect silk in the Lord's mind.