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Chapter 448
Song Liyun showed Zhao Tingduo and Wan Youyou her income in Suijin Town.

Ten thousand taels of silver!

Zhao Tingduo was happy for her.

The tribe's good income this year is inseparable from Song Liyun's efforts, but there is not much left because of the huge expenditure.

This is just the beginning, and when the construction of Mida City is completed, it will be a cornucopia.

Wan Youyou's eyes straightened.

She was a good granddaughter in front of Shang Shu of the Ministry of Rites. The clothes and jewelry she used to show off when she went out were bought by the public, but she didn't have much silver on her body.

Even with her mother, the monthly bill is only two or three taels, and she has to spend money to buy medicine.

Now seeing that the young lady can have a fortune of ten thousand taels, she admires it from the bottom of her heart.

As far as earning money is concerned, Tang Qingyuan and his noble daughters have no right to look down on girls from military households.

Facing Song Liyun, who is not two years older than herself, but has the ability to earn tens of thousands of taels of silver, Wan Youyou feels challenged.

She is a talented woman who has been taught by a famous teacher in the capital, how could she lose to a girl from a military family who can only write simple characters.

Especially knowing that most of the money was obtained by Song Liyun through the cooperation of tribal fur and wool with others.

She wanted to come to Song Liyun's windmill design and pondered it day and night.

Wan Youyou wants to prove to others that she is no worse than others.

Song Liyun has always encouraged and supported healthy competition, she is not afraid that Wan Youyou will surpass herself.

Wan Youyou is very smart, good at learning, and has the talent of learning machinery without a teacher.

Song Liyun not only gave Wan Youyou a complete set of mechanical drawings of the windmill, but also the information on the drawing of Jenny's spinning wheel, and the basic knowledge of mechanics.

Those infinitely changing gears and shafts instantly fascinated Miss Wan.

Song Liyun's bank account book was [-] yuan, but no cash came back.

She has already invested all of it, and Han Ming and shopkeeper Mu should handle things well.

She bought two mountains and a village in Qili County, using Lady Yun's account.

There are two mountains, so there is no need to worry about wood, so a carton factory and a feed factory are added to the mountain, which is also the main industry she will focus on in the future.

The Bahrain tribe wants to build a dairy farm, and the forage will be supplied by Xiaoshi Village.

Although the journey takes two days, it seems a bit far, but the purchase in Xiaoshi Village is free.

In this era, manpower is the least valuable, nothing more than a steady stream of ox carts.

Song Dequan has long taken over the labor market. He is an official in Qingping Town and has a high reputation, so he can recruit people at will.

And Luo Baihu also took a fancy to the transportation route, but what he wanted was from Suijin Town to Mount Kara.

Song Liyun suspected that this was the same as what Zhao Tinglei meant when he said he would station troops in the Mida River Valley when he was in Hecheng.

In this way, the Zhenbei Army has rest stations and logistical supplies, and large-scale infantry can also enter the grassland.

Hecheng to Mida Valley.

Broken Gold Town to Kara Mountain.

With troops stationed on both sides, a large area of ​​the vast Dilu grassland is within the range of the Zhenbei Army.

And the border of Yunzhou, which is adjacent to this grassland, can guarantee safety.

Song Liyun did not agree for the time being, and Zhao Tinglei had to discuss this matter with Mrs. Ya and Zhao Tingduo.

The prefabricated houses brought by Lin Qingyuan were built, and the carpet workshop and spinning workshop used spacious and bright rooms for the first time.

The children have a yurt for learning, with a stove inside and a sand table ready to practice calligraphy.

For the first time, the sound of reading aloud was heard in the tribe.

Stimulated by hope, everyone was as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood. They were busy in the cold, and they no longer had the time of the previous cat winter.

Two months later, the first windmill was erected on the tribe's hillside.

There is no large crane, the windmill is only 15 meters high, and the blades are two meters.

In the strong spring wind, the wooden blades rotate slowly, driving the internal wooden bearing gears.

The power is transmitted to the wooden house below through gears of different sizes.

The stone plate in the millhouse was spinning, and the white highland barley noodles were scattered, and the joy of the tribe was loud.

Elder Shan looked at the pan that was spinning automatically without anyone pushing the horse, shook his beard and looked up to the sky with a long smile: "This is the power of the gods!"

In two months, Wan Youyou could no longer find the appearance of a noble lady in the capital.

With red and green agate braids all over his head, and a red face, he ran around with a charcoal pen in his mouth, and from time to time, with his hips on his hips, he yelled at the craftsmen on the windmill and the tribesmen carrying logs below.

Under the windmill, in addition to the milling disc, there is also a set of spinning machines being assembled.

This is what Song Liyun and Zhao Tingduo saw when they came back from the Mudan tribe.

"They're all noble girls from the capital, how can there be such a big difference!"

Looking at Wan Youyou, who made everyone screaming and drinking, Song Liyun sighed.

Zhao Tingduo's expression remained unchanged: "One is to be a master based on his ability, and the other is not even a man, so who can blame him!

Let's go, tell Auntie, it's time for Nanny Xu to send some news! "

The two rode towards Mrs. Wu Ya's big tent.

Yesterday, the Mudan tribe sent news that Jiang Wanru, the Wu Dynasty maidservant rewarded by Uda, died.

In the cold winter, when a maidservant dies, she dies.

But this maid was sent by the Wuda tribe, not an ordinary slave, so she needs to report to the suzerain tribe.

Mrs. Wu Ya once said that although Tang Qingluan and the others rewarded others, they would not let them go. Now that the news of the death came, Song Liyun and Zhao Tingduo went to investigate the cause in person.

It was the first time for Song Liyun to visit the Mudan tribe.

Although the two places are only tens of miles apart, she has never been here, the reason is very simple.

The Mudan tribe is a real Di tribe, which is different from the Wuda tribe that has assimilated with the Zhenbei Army.

The two tribes are dozens of miles apart, but they seem to be separated by several worlds.

Here Song Liyun saw the slaves curled up in the cow pen with cowhide ropes tied to their ankles.

She has only heard Zhao Tingduo talk about slaves, and then the brand on Xiao Shitou's face.

I just thought that I had seen the chaos of the last days, and I could already accept slaves as a product.

But seeing the most primitive living conditions with my own eyes, I still feel my teeth getting cold.

No wonder Zhao Tingduo didn't want her to go to other tribes.

Jiang Wanru's body was still lying in the yurt where she lived.

Song Liyun didn't go over, but only took a look from afar.

Jiang Wanru hanged himself, and his death looks ugly.

On the wooden couch covered with sheepskin quilts, several pieces of Wu Dynasty women's clothes were piled up, those silks and satins were torn into strips, and broken hairpin jewelry were scattered on the ground.

Jiang Wanru did it all by himself.

Song Liyun glanced at the scene, then nodded to Shitou who was following him, and Shitou immediately communicated fluently in Di dialect with the people from Mudan tribe next to him.

The maid in charge of taking care of Jiang Wanru had several bloodstains of different shades on her face, some were dry scars, and some were fresh wounds.

The woman trembled and said: "Honorable Mrs. Wu Dashao, the servants take care of Mrs. Wanru seriously every day, but Mrs. Wanru doesn't eat meat or drink milk tea. She wants to eat live vegetables and fresh fruits."

The daughter of the Mudan tribe doesn't know what live vegetables and fresh fruits are, so she can only find leek sauce and shallot sauce made in summer, and try her best to satisfy the appetite of this new Wuchao girl.

However, when Jiang Wanru saw the bowl of chive flower sauce that had been salted into a dark brown paste, she immediately became furious, shouting and crying.

Not only did she throw the sauce all over her body, but she also scratched other people's faces.

The daughter-in-law was so wronged that she cried.

She is not a servant who serves others, but she was called by the leader to take care of Jiang Wanru just because she knew a few words of Wu Dynasty dialect, so that the family could have an extra bowl of barley noodles every day.

Originally, Jiang Wanru, who looked like a flower, would be easy to get along with, but what she didn't expect was that this woman detested everything she touched, saying that everything was dirty, and asked to wash it with ice water every day.

In the past two months, not only did she not get better from being scratched, but the Mudan tribe was also tormented enough.

After Mudantou slept with Jiang Wanru once, he stopped approaching her and only found Wu Chao's clothes and jewelry to comfort her.

Two months have passed, and everyone is tired from tossing around, even the self-proclaimed Jiang Wanru is also tired!
Song Liyun thought coldly: That's fine!Jiang Wanru didn't have to suffer anymore.

(End of this chapter)