Bringing A System To Great Tang

The north wind is thick and the basilica is flowing down. A pair of cotton-padded jackets bear the cold, and the fire is Wentang Relieving Thousand Worries. Hanging the basket on the tether to shake the briquettes, talking about it, it’s no other way.

Today the north wind is whistling, seemingly endless.

The people on Farmstead wear a scarf around their necks and a mask on their mouths, leaving only a pair of eyes outside.

The exhaled breath rises to the position of the eyelashes and eyebrows.

The little children put on one piece of clothing and another, and they can’t find the pretty appearance of the students before.

But the child in front of him is more cute, dressed in many clothes, like a ball.

Open your small hand, walk like a penguin, accidentally fall somersault, turn your body for a while to get up again.

Because of the thick dress, the child will not be injured if he falls.

The adults will laugh when they see it, and some smile and turn their heads to wipe their tears.

Especially those who only came to Farmstead this spring. In the usual days, how can their children dress like this? Every piece of clothing is money.

In order to make cotton coats and cotton gloves for the child, the Master couldn’t even bear the quilt.

I and the others strongly requested that I made ten quilts and mattresses.

One is for Master, and there is a bedding for those nobles.

This is the case with the child on Farmstead. The child who came to find a way to survive does not wear cotton clothes, but will add a few more silk clothes.

And the children stopped working, so the students from Farmstead came to teach.

I practiced with wooden sticks for some days, and now I also have pen, ink and paper.

The working place is like Farmstead. Every sixteen households have a large pottery pot on the stove. Iron is not available.

In the morning, new meat and bones will be put in the pot, gurgling and cooking, and then added to some dried vegetables.

When I was thirsty, I came over to drink a bowl of soup. There was oil and water on my bones, which quenched my hunger and thirst.

The coal billets will not be beaten anymore. Change them to shake briquettes, set up a shelf, hang shallow bamboo baskets, and shake them with water and slime. The slime becomes briquettes.

The briquettes are also good, but they are not as good as briquettes, because briquettes can be put on the fire in half to suppress the fire.

In this way, the fire becomes smaller and the temperature can be maintained for a long time.

If the equal-pressure coal billets are about to burn slowly, use a furnace hook to penetrate them, and the flame will rise again.

Ice on the River Bashui is already frozen. The ice is not thick. Use the boat to open the ice and ask the waterwheel to continue turning.

The water from the waterwheel flows into the papermaking workshop.

In the paper workshop, a large stove cooks messy things, plus plant ash and lime.

Then fished it out and transported it to the river, where it was crushed by a chopper driven by a water truck.

There is also a pulverizer with a pedal to break the cooked things into pieces.

No need to pound it with a stick in a wooden barrel.

After that, the pulp was used to scoop up a layer with a mat, and put it on the wooden shelf in the house to dry. The Fire Dao in the house heated up.

When it is done, the paper will be peeled off one by one.

The paper made of different materials is different, and the raw edge paper for the toilet is made of grass.

The writing paper is made of bamboo, hemp and bark, and some other things are added, which works well, such as alum and lime.

Papermaking is a technical job, but the people who do it find that it is a laborious job in Farmstead.

There are no technical barriers, and the Master has arranged them.

It even includes the treatment and reuse of residual liquid, just follow the process, and nothing else needs to be considered.

In addition to going to the toilet, the paper made is for everyone to write.

Other inks are also made by themselves, and various charcoal dusts and carbon dusts will appear in the kiln. These are used as raw materials to make ordinary inks and inks.

The brush used is a bamboo tube with hair. Its hard to find wolf hair and rabbit hair. You have to get rabbit hair. Other hair, if you have it, choose it. Its not calligraphy, you can write.

Find the right stone for the inkstone, which is dense.

There is no need to reach the kind of ink that is not easy to dry and the speed of rock ink is fast.

When making ink, directly fill a bowl in the liquid state and write after dipping it. Do you have to make an ink stick and then grind it again?

So the four treasures of the study on Farmstead are one-stop, all, we will not buy it, we are poor in Farmstead, and the Master has no money, so we can only build it ourselves.

Adding the weaving and kiln-burning people, the manpower is not enough.

“How about you can’t start a Workshop, Magicstrate, I’m up to you.” Li Yi invited Pei Yaoqing to dinner on Farmstead.

I was invited to Chang’an City, Pei Yaoqing received the invitation and rushed over without a word.

It is obviously unrealistic for a person with only 1,000 mu of land to invite Ch_ng’n Magistrate to a dinner.

Of course, Li Yi, please, Pei Yaoqing is so happy to come.

I asked for lunch before lunch, saying it was tomorrow, but as a result, there was no food, so Pei Yaoqing hurried over.

Li Yi didn’t eat either. He happened to eat together, and said while eating.

Before eating, Pei Yaoqing endured hunger and went to the workshop first.

He thought it would be like other workshops, a group of dark and thin people, wearing thin clothes shiver coldly, working hard in the cold wind.

What I saw was a group of people wearing several layers of clothes, hats, masks, gloves, and wool boots talking and laughing at work.

At this moment, he looked at Li Yi and looked again, as if he hadn’t heard what Li Yi said.

“Magistrate, eat first. The mandarin duck hot pot I deliberately made is spicy on one side and pure bone chicken soup on the other.”

Li Yi advises dishes, in order to thank her County Magistrate, He made spicy.

Different from the last time I ate charcoal in the middle, this one is burned with a biogas flame.

“You have occupied the land of Zhang Family Village, and your own land is not enough? If Zhang Family Village goes to the county to sue, this official will definitely award the workshop to Zhang Family Village.”

Pei Yaoqing said another thing, which can be regarded as threatening Li Yi with power.

He is always defeated in front of Li Yi, and the opportunity to find his place appears. Use it quickly.

“Magistrate, don’t worry, no, I promised Zhang Family Village, come and see me whenever I’m sick.” Li Yi replied.

Pei Yaoqing bowed his head, pickled vegetables, and cooked food, sad.

Forget, Li Yi is not only a profitable Master, but also a Divine Doctor.

With the Divine Doctor sitting next to the village, how about using the village’s land?

Today I dare to pit Divine Doctor in a workshop, and tomorrow I will die in front of Divine Doctor.

And I really dare not judge, that many people live because of Li Yi.

County Magistrate directly sentenced the workshop to the village, and those people would rush into Chang’an City all the way to the gate of the county office.

I didn’t see the invitation from others, it means that I am here today.

“How many people do you want? Is there someone in the family who is sick?”

Pei Yaoqing took a bite of spicy oily tofu skin and asked with sweat on his nose.

Li Yi pauses his chopsticks and thinks about it, nodded: “Come on, I have nothing to do recently, and I can treat the illness.”

He decided to practice his hands with a living person, anyway, the patient The actual situation is like that. If he can’t be treated, the people at the Imperial Hospital don’t even think about getting it right.

He has examination equipment, medicine and surgical instruments, and he also studies Chinese medicine.

Take the equipment to check, if Chinese medicine can cure it, then use Chinese medicine.

Traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture are not good, so think about other methods.

He doesn’t have enough acupuncture skills in acupuncture, but it doesn’t matter, there are videos.

Thinking, Li Yi scooped the red oil soup with a spoon and drank it, sweating out, and feeling comfortable.

“Aren’t you spicy?” Pei Yaoqing shuddered.

“Spicy, and this spiciness is not a taste, but a kind of pain feedback of injury, but it is different from other pains. Some patients can survive by drinking this soup. Treat this Subject, it’s amazing.”

Li Yi said, and put the tofu into the pot again, and at the same time reduced the heat, the soup boiled and splashed out.