Yuchi Gong glared at Cheng Yaojin as he got up from the mud. The meat in his hand was already covered in mud and soot. He was so angry that he threw the meat in his hand at Cheng Yaojin.
"Do you want Lao Tzu to feed you?"
"If you want to eat, do it yourself!"
Cheng Yaojin wasn't afraid of him. He took the meat and deftly stabbed it with a dagger. Then, he placed it over the fire and shaved off the muddy parts. He ate with relish.
Yuchi Gong was so angry that his whole body trembled.
Elder Gao hurriedly advised, "Alright, alright. How old are you? Why are you still fighting over food? It's not like it was ten years ago. "
"Feng Zi is a cultured person, unlike a barbarian like you. You have to eat properly. No wonder Lao Li always scolded you at home. Look at you. How old are you? What are you still doing here?"
Hearing that, Yuchi Gong and Cheng Yaojin sat down angrily.
Zhang Feng, on the other hand, had a very satisfying meal.
He didn't know how Elder Gao had marinated the meat. There was even barbecue seasoning and a strong smell of pepper and cumin on the meat.
Wild mutton had a strong gamey smell to begin with, but after being marinated like that, there was no gamey smell at all. There was even the smell of sandalwood.
Coupled with the clear sky after the rain, Zhang Feng couldn't help but eat with great relish.
He hadn't eaten properly during this period of time. It was rare for him to be so rough.
However, Yuchi Gong had to be put aside.
That old man seemed to feel guilty. He kept stuffing meat into Zhang Feng's mouth. He would stuff whatever meat was good into Zhang Feng's mouth. Lamb tendon, lamb tendon, lamb tenderloin.
Zhang Feng ate until he was about to cry. Most importantly, he wasn't allowed to drink.
Smelling the delicious white wine and seeing the three people continuously gulping it down, Zhang Feng was envious. Finally, after Yuchi Gong snatched a lamb leg from Cheng Yaojin, Zhang Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He stopped Yuchi Gong. "Old Yu, are you trying to choke me to death or stuff me to death? You lost your mind because of your past pain and unintentionally hurt this kid. But this kid isn't a baby, right?"
"Putting aside your age, I reckon that you guys are all my uncles. But thanks for not abandoning me, we've become brothers. I originally planned to have a good chat with you early in the morning, but then I saw you like this. How can I endure this?"
Hearing Zhang Feng's words, Yuchi Gong put down the meat in his hand. He sat opposite Zhang Feng and chuckled. "Your words are enough. But of course, you can't accept Lao Tzu's apology. Lao Tzu has been through all sorts of situations in his life. What hasn't Lao Tzu seen in his life? Previously, in the military, there were countless people who died at the hands of Lao Tzu. Even if he was wrong, Lao Tzu used his fists to force him to be straight. At most, he'll pay with his life. Lao Tzu has lived enough in this life. That time at Mount Qilian, he's already indifferent to life and death. "
When Cheng Yaojin heard this, he and Old Gao sighed.
Nothing came out of their mouths.
Yuchi Gong paused, but his lowered eyes were instantly filled with anger. He clenched his fists tightly and said, "In my place, people can die of old age, of illness, of being burned to death, chopped to death, drowned to death, scolded and trampled to death. There are many ways to die, but there are only two ways that are not allowed!
"And that is to freeze to death and starve to death.
"These are the most despairing and painful ways to die in the world. Lao Tzu has been in this world for so many years. Even though I've left the military, I'm still considered a soldier. And I still hope that my children will enter the military in the future. "Yes.
I hope that no one will starve to death or freeze to death in the future. I hope that one day, the people of the Tang Dynasty won't freeze to death or starve to death. I hope that they can have enough food and clothing. Even if you want Lao Tzu's life, you can have it!
"Lao Tzu doesn't have a single complaint."
At this moment, Zhang Feng finally understood. "No wonder Tie Niu and the others are so strong. It's all because of you!"
"But don't worry. Once my textile factory is implemented and the firearms are successfully developed, it'll be enough to protect the people of the Tang Dynasty, even if we don't expand our territory."
Seeing that the topic had returned to the textile factory, Cheng Yaojin said, "I heard that you're going to use the waterfall for your textile factory? How many people do you need? "
Zhang Feng nodded. "Yes. After all, human labor is limited. Even if they don't sleep for a day and a night, they can only spin 30 feet of cloth a day. That's already the limit."
"But I have a way here."
Yuchi Gong and the other two heard this and asked in unison, "What way?"
"Using the natural advantages of the waterfall, we can make 12 waterwheels. Using the waterwheel's linkage, we can drive 100 to 300 large looms to weave cloth at the same time. And we only need three to five people to watch over it!"
"And using the waterwheel's linkage, one large textile machine can spin one bolt of cloth a day. Three hundred looms …"
Zhang Feng's voice stopped abruptly. He stared at the three and asked, "How many bolts of cloth do you think we can spin?"
"…"
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