"Ming Residence!" "Ming Residence!" "It's actually the Ming Residence."
The students immediately became lively and rushed to greet Pei Yaoqing.
Pei Yaoqing smiled in response, then looked at the ice sculpture and realised it was a rabbit.
He smiled, "Good rabbit. Next year's rabbit, you guys are also very good. Seeing your deep friendship, good. Yue Residence has a poem. A white rabbit, walking east and looking west. Clothes are not as good as new, people are not as good as old. "
With that, he carried them and continued to walk.
The students behind him respectfully sent him off, then turned back to study how to draw and write poems, no longer arguing like before.
They understood the meaning of the Ming Residence.
Pei Yaoqing looked at a few more places and was dissatisfied. He even heard that they had to pay someone to write for them.
Looking at these people, he could not help but think of Li Yi. That day, Li Yi casually said and drew, fishing alone in the cold river, birds flying in the mountains …
"I wonder what Brother Yi is doing now? I've been busy recently and can't find the time to visit. "Pei Yaoqing muttered to himself, shook his head and continued to walk.
Li Yi, who was remembered, had just finished the last stroke and the Compendium of Materia Medica was organized.
He exercised his wrists, put on his fur coat and walked out.
Outside the hall, the palace maid Taohong, who was waiting for orders, was knitting a woolen sweater.
Li Yi taught her. He found that the wool of the sheep that he bought for meat had to be shaved and made into felt.
There was not enough cotton, so the farmers could only wear fur clothes, which were quite heavy.
Pigskin, sheepskin, wearing them out of the manor, they would be able to show off around.
Sheepskin was still goat skin with hair.
The skin of the sheep was already ripe, so the hair could be shaved and made into felt.
Li Yi could not bear to do that. What was the use of felt, sweaters were better.
He washed the wool, removed some of the fat, combed the hair, spun the thread and began to knit.
He used to know how to stitch and used it to practice the dexterity of his fingers.
He knitted a large piece, like a sack of chips.
But now that he could see pictures, he could look up information from the system and use other needle techniques.
He taught the palace maids and eunuchs. Taohong was not very familiar with knitting, while Cui Liu and two eunuchs ran out to teach others.
"Li Dongzhu, look, I've knitted so much." Taohong put down the bamboo needle and thread and showed it to Li Yi.
"Good, the more I use this method, the more proficient I'll be at it. Knitting and chatting can be done at the same time. The knitted sweater can be worn to keep warm, but it can't be worn close to the skin. It'll itch."
Li Yi praised and talked about the drawbacks of the sweater.
"It's still better than the hemp ones." Taohong didn't feel that the clothes were prickly. Weren't there still people who wore hemp clothes?
"Yes, it's better than hemp. When you go back after your break, ask the people in the palace to go to the eastern and western markets to buy wool. It would be a pity to turn it into a felt. "
Li Yi came up with an idea. The bad wool could be used to make blankets and the good wool could be used to make clothes.
The fine wool of Tubo was made into woollen cloth, but woollen cloth was woven according to the method of weaving.
He had some in Zhuangzi. The last time Tubo came to deliver the alliance letter in exchange for soy sauce, he had given it to him as money.
"Yes!" Taohong put down her things and stood up. She knew that Li Yi was going outside, so she had to follow him. She also took the medicine box with her.
Li Yi saw that Taohong's medicine box was heavy. After thinking for a while, he walked out and went straight to the workshop.
When he reached the workshop, he found a craftsman, "Master Tong, I'll draw a picture for you. You can make it."
As he spoke, he took a piece of paper, a ruler, and a charcoal pencil to draw a picture.
Soon, he drew a picture of a drawer and passed it to Master Tong.
"This is simple. It's just a piece of copper. The cylinder is telescopic. The wheels and axles are also made of copper. Altogether, it should weigh about eight to nine catties."
He could tell what it was used for at a glance. First, he talked about the weight.
"No matter, it's better than carrying it on my back." Li Yi said.
The roads in Zhuangzi were good, so he dragged it and walked. When he reached the outside, he sat on his four-wheeled carriage.
Master Tong looked for people, and everyone worked together to compare the sizes of the different parts.
Li Yi smiled as he looked at them. The craftsmen in Zhuangzi had a standard size, and wouldn't make it blindly.
Half an hour later, the group of people finished making the drawer and assembled it. They even oiled the parts where the drawer was rubbed.
Li Yi took Taohong's first aid kit and placed it on the drawer. He then tied it with a rope made from the inner skin of a football, "Try it. Pull it."
Taohong took it and pulled it two steps. She nodded, "It's easy."
"Let's go and take a look at the riverside." Li Yi was satisfied. He turned around and walked out.
He didn't carry the drawer, nor was he responsible for pulling it.
He knew that if he did that, the palace maids and eunuchs would be disappointed.
Taohong smiled, revealing two dimples. She followed behind him as she pulled the drawer. There was no choice, this was the workmanship.
The craftsmen waited for them to leave. Master Tong called out, "Quick, make a few more. Who knows when Dongzhu will need them again."
The group of people continued to work.
By the Ba River, more people were chiseling ice.
Li Yi stood there and watched. The people working had nothing to do with Zhuangzi. They were hired by the Zhang family village.
The ice wasn't used by Zhuangzi either. The Zhang family village had already dug the ice cellar in the village.
Last year, they made money by selling toads.
Now, they were planning to see if they could make money by selling ice next summer. At the same time, the villagers could enjoy it.
The village gave them 30% higher wages than Chang 'an City. They built a few small huts and made stoves.
On the stove, there was a big iron pot stewing pork bones and big slices of fatty meat. Next to it was a stack of pottery bowls.
They used a big pottery jar to cut the pickled vegetables into shreds and soaked them in water. Then, they squeezed the water into balls and threw them into the pot.
The people working came over to scoop a bowl to eat. Basically, it was just pickled vegetables. The fatty meat had been boiled away.
Dried coriander and chopped green onions were thrown into the bowls. The people working said it was comfortable to drink.
"Dongzhu, they are learning from our Zhuangzi." Taohong saw it and said to Li Yi.
"They are learning well." Li Yi was satisfied.
It showed that the people in the Zhang family village did have savings. At the same time, they were not so stingy with others.
Because Zhuangzi had once given the villagers very good working conditions, the villagers were learning.
Educating the people was not only about telling them what to do, but also about how to fight.
If they couldn't do it, why should they ask the people to do it?
"Let's go and taste their soup." Li Yi smelled the pickled vegetables and wanted to eat.
"It's definitely not as good as our Zhuangzi's." Taohong was now a little fangirl. Everything about Zhuangzi was good.
"Dongzhu." "Dongzhu." "Dongzhu."
When the people in the Zhang family village saw Li Yi, they greeted him one after another. After that, they continued to work.
Li Yi nodded in response. He was glad that Zhang Xiao's desire for power was not so strong. Otherwise, he would have to fight.
The villagers of the Zhang family didn't add his surname when they called him, which meant that they treated him as their backbone.
He took the spoon and bowl and scooped two spoonfuls of soup with some pickled vegetables. He turned around and handed them to Taohong.
He took another bowl and then filled it for himself.
He blew on it and drank a mouthful. Then he smacked his lips and said, "What do you lack?"
"I didn't put star anise. It lacks the taste of seasoning water." Taohong drank a mouthful and immediately gave the answer.
"Yes. It also lacks the ginger slices. However, there is no lack of salt." Li Yi also tasted it.
"Star anise and ginger are not as expensive as our Zhuangzi." Taohong was proud again.
"The other thing is that the pickled vegetables are always fresh and the cooking time is short." After Li Yi finished speaking, he drank the soup and went out to take a look.
The people guarding the shed hurriedly ran out and reported. Not long after, the villagers carried two big pots over.
There was no need to think about the star anise and ginger, but they could cook it for a while.
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