Feng Jue World: The Fifth Miss of the Genius Xiang Shi

Chapter 283 Baiyun Mountain, Yunfu 3
There was thin applause at the scene, and Yunshuang saw that it was Uncle Qian who took the lead.Yunshuang gave a dry laugh and went down, and then Uncle Qian went up to continue talking, telling Yunshuang's origin.Hearing that Yunshuang was specially sent by the emperor, everyone's eyes changed.Uncle Qian's expression was exaggerated, and he blew Yunshuang into the sky all at once. Yunshuang felt embarrassed when he heard it, but the effect was very good, and hope appeared in many people's eyes.

"Uncle Qian, let everyone go back first, I will do a field investigation."

Uncle Qian didn't understand what field investigation was, so he dispersed the crowd, leaving Yunshuang and Uncle Qian in the yard.

"Patriarch, is there anything I can do to help you now?"

Uncle Qian waited for Yunshuang's order like an old servant.

"Uncle Qian, you are also tired today, you can use this to buy some households for the people in the village."

Yunshuang handed Uncle Qian two gold ingots, which were taken from the underground treasure house.Uncle Qian's eyes widened when he saw Jin Zi, and happily went out with the gold ingot.

Yunshuang was left alone, and her excitement gradually calmed down.

"This Zhuangzi is not bad. There are mountains and waters. The whole Zhuangzi belongs to me. I am the landlord now!"

Bai Fumei's dream is shattered, and Yunshuang immediately encourages herself.In fact, it's the same in reality. The things others donate don't belong to you at all, and the things you earn through your own hard work are real.

When Yunshuang came to Yunjiazhuang, she didn't even bring the little white fox with her. She came alone and was at ease.

"I'm the head of the family now. This position is different. I need to dress more formally in the future. What do later generations say? If you want to get rich, build the road first. This village is a bit remote, so you must build the road."

Yunshuang talked to herself and walked slowly on Zhuangzi.In front of this Yunjiazhuang is a piece of wasteland, and behind it is the Baiyu Mountain.Baiyu Mountain does not mean that there is white jade on the mountain, but that it is very high in altitude, and the snow on the top of the mountain looks like white jade.The old people in the entire village usually rely on farming, and occasionally go to the mountains to collect herbs and sell them for money.This kind of life can only provide them with food and clothing, and if they can't do it, they can only starve.

After much deliberation, Yunshuang decided to explore emerging industries. Thinking that other people travel through time by making glass and making gunpowder, Yunshuang thinks about it, this is unrealistic.First of all, there is no shortage of glass in the Western Song Dynasty, and secondly, glass is not so easy to burn, and it is very troublesome to control the temperature.In order to feed the peasant households, industry must be developed. How should we do this?

Suddenly Yunshuang was attracted by something, and walked towards an old man involuntarily.

"Uncle, are you weaving bamboo baskets here?"

The old man didn't go to the meeting, so he didn't know Yunshuang. Seeing that the girl looked so fresh, he immediately chatted with her.

"That's right. The old man has made money from making bamboo baskets for generations. The bamboo baskets in Yun's Village are the best made by the old man."

Yunshuang didn't pay attention to the bamboo basket in the old man's hand at all, but noticed the black powder on his straw sandals.

"Home... Patriarch!"

At this time, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy ran in.

"You're back, Gouzi, hurry up and cook!"

The old man yelled at his grandson, but the grandson stood there without moving.

"Grandpa, she is the new head of the family."

The old man probed Yunshuang carefully, and then he saluted, and Yunshuang immediately supported him.

"Don't say much, and you don't have to be polite. Old man, where did you get these things on your feet?"

The old man quickly took off his shoes and put them on the ground to observe carefully.

(End of this chapter)