"What are you waiting for? Go and train, "Li Yi said to the soldiers with complicated expressions.
"Wow ~ ~ ~" The soldiers exploded.
"Proprietor Li, you can't be like this. You stopped at a crucial point. That's not good."
"Yes, no. Finish."
"How are you going to train? Your head is full of this."
"Li Dongzhu, you can't be like this."
"Li Dongzhu actually knows how to 'talk.' Good, but continue."
"Li Dongzhu, if you don't tell me, I will cry for you."
"I will die for you."
The soldiers shouted loudly, looking as if they would not let this matter rest.
Li Yi thought for a while and picked up the loudspeaker. "Since you are not going to train, I will bring you out to play."
Boom ~ ~ ~ 3,000 people disappeared in an instant.
The two palace maids covered their mouths and laughed. The two eunuchs were stunned.
They hadn't expected this. They had thought that having one class for every four classes was enough to understand Owner Li.
Today, they found out that Li Dongzhu had such a skill. This' talking 'was an amazing skill.
If they could learn it, they would be popular in the palace.
Li Yi smiled and shook his head. He returned to the dissection room and continued to train.
At the same time, he asked Song De to find a craftsman to make a cotton seed sheller. Two wooden poles were placed close to each other with a small gap.
The cotton was placed on the poles and rolled. The cotton was squeezed out and the seeds were left on the other end.
The people in Zhuangzi thought that they had to use their hands to remove the seeds. When they saw such a simple thing, they sighed. Dongzhu was indeed Dongzhu.
There were no technical problems in farming. As long as there was something, Dongzhu would have a solution.
His days were full. He had something to do every day. It was very meaningful.
September 10th. Tomorrow was the middle of September.
After a drizzle, the weather turned cold.
Li Yi put on an extra coat and came out. The soldiers had finished their morning exercises and political studies. They were eating.
"There's a leap month this year, so winter comes early. We have to make clothes for everyone. Cotton won't do. There's not enough, so we don't have enough. How many sets will each of the three thousand people get? We have to make leather, sheepskin."
Li Yi said to Song De who was beside him.
"We have enough money. Every ten days, Heaven on Earth will send a ten days settlement." Song De said.
"The villagers' clothes and the soldiers' clothes are calculated separately. Don't take the money from Heavenly Earth, but don't give Zhuangzi's money to the soldiers either."
Li Yi emphasized. He was worried that Song De would take things too hard and use the special fund to benefit Zhuangzi.
According to the historical records, Li Longji was not a soft-hearted person.
It was said that cooperation should be a win-win situation, but what he won couldn't be monetary.
Song De seemed to know this as well. He said, "The village doesn't lack money. I won't take money I shouldn't take."
"Have you set up the big boiler to test the water?" Li Yi thought of the problem of heating in winter. He exchanged two big boilers and conveniently used them in the 'hospital'.
"Tried it, and added heat once. The house is warm, and the students are happy, but …" Song De hesitated.
"But some students' families came, and they want their families to live together?" Li Yi asked.
In recent days, he saw children and women coming over. They didn't dare to eat in Zhuangzi. During the day, they stayed by the Ba River, and the students went to meet them.
"Yes." Song De nodded.
"Come, come, tell them to write home. There are old people … also come." Li Yi saw that ten houses had been built.
He decided to arrange more people to live here to increase their lifespan, and then use their lifespan to exchange for things to make money. It was cost-effective.
He didn't want to find the old people.
However, the students had parents. Did he want his parents and older elders to die at home?
Song De helplessly responded and left to find the students.
He knew that Dongzhu was soft-hearted, so he didn't want to say it.
It didn't take long for forty-two students to know.
A few students directly rushed out, sweating profusely. They went to other villages outside and found their wives and children.
When they told the story, their families hugged each other and cried.
They returned the house, but there was nothing much to return.
They rented the house according to the rules, and their wives and children looked for jobs.
Some even went to work in Zhuangzi, where Li Yi lived. They were worried that Li Yi would be unhappy if he knew about it, so they didn't dare to recognize him.
"Brother Li, what should we do with you like this?" A student found Li Yi and said with red eyes.
"Dear brothers, I'll say it again. Don't forget those who live in poverty when you're rich." Li Yi waved his hand.
"We'll keep it in mind." Many students cried and said, then turned and left. They wrote letters to their families, asking them to rent out the land, collect less rent, and come quickly.
Life here was good. There were buildings, heating, and good food.
They believed that Li Dongzhu would find jobs for them, and the children would be taken care of.
The next day, on September 11th, the news spread in Chang 'an.
Li Dongzhu was a good man, so he could be bullied.
Another day, a few students came to find him.
Li Chengqi also came. He heard the news and knew that someone would cause trouble.
Li Yi was looking at a spinning wheel, spinning yarn.
He was spinning it, and there was a song in his heart: "The fragrance of the flower basket, listen to me sing, sing and sing …"
The spinning wheel in his mind was something he had seen in movies. It was quite interesting.
"Are you Li Yi, Brother Li?" Five students came over, and Li Chengqi stood behind them.
"I'm Li Yi," Li Yi said, but he didn't recognize his brother. Who are you? Am I your brother?
"It's fine as long as you're Brother Li. It's getting cold, and we don't have enough money. I wonder if you can …"
"Go work in the cowshed. You'll get paid." Li Yi interrupted him and pointed in the direction of the cowshed.
"Li Dongzhu, how can you humiliate us like this?" The person turned hostile and questioned.
"Because … we haven't met by chance," Li Yi said, holding back his laughter.
The five students were stunned. What did he mean? Met by chance? What did this have to do with meeting by chance? We don't have money, so we'll ask you for it.
Aren't you a good man? You care about the families of other students, but we just want some money.
Li Yi then said to the five of them, "Strangers meeting by chance, we are all foreign guests. Wang Bo and Wang Zian wrote it. "
"That's right, we are indeed guests from a foreign land." The student on the other side said.
"No, I mean, life is like floating cotton, and it's like floating duckweeds. After dreaming for a few times, the fate will disappear. After waking up from the dream, the fate is over.
Go, "Li Yi said sincerely.
"You said we're dreaming? You want us to go? Li Yi, think carefully. We're all scholars. Since you're like this, we'll help you spread the word. "
The leader was enraged and threatened.
"Thank you!" Li Yi nodded. Spread the word, I'm not afraid.
"Hmph!" The leader swung his sleeves, turned around, and walked away. The other four snorted and swung their sleeves at the same time and left.
"Brother Yi, you're so literary." Li Chengqi was relieved and praised him with a smile.
"Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time. I've missed you." Li Yi also smiled.
"Zhuangzi has been busy. Brother Yi, you said you wanted to plant cotton. I've planted a lot of cotton. It's hard to pick up the cotton seeds."
Li Chengqi saw that Brother Yi was not the kind of person who would be taken advantage of. He was happy and looked at the people spinning the cotton.
"There's a way. Come with me, brother." Li Yi thought of a way. It was easy for him to make a machine, but his brother probably didn't think of it.
When they arrived at the place where the cotton seeds were being removed, Li Chengcheng looked depressed, "It's that easy?"
"It's easy to say. Brother, I have a fast spinning machine. It's much faster than spinning by hand. I'll draw the blueprint first and ask the craftsmen to make it. Brother, take it with you and help spread it around the world."
Li Yi suddenly remembered that the spinning machine was singing a song. But why was it so slow?
It was a waste of time and manpower.
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