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Chapter 72: The Picture of the Marquis

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Xu Nu bit her red lips, her face was getting hot, her heart was bumping, and she didn't know where to put her hands. She felt that her chest was full of warmth. It was not until a long time later that she slowly calmed down. She looked at Song Yu's busy figure and asked in a low voice: Third Master, why are you holding so many bamboos?

What to do?

Song Yu straightened his waist slightly and whispered to Xu Nu's ear: This is something that will allow your third master to be a marquis in the future.

Oh? Conferred Bo and Marquis? Xu's mouth was covered and almost exclaimed in surprise

Song Yu laughed and said: If you are conferred a title, you will scare you to death? Then the third master wants to plot against the world in the future. Wouldn’t he scare you to death?

If someone else hears this sentence, Song Yu's head will move tonight

Of course, Song Yu is not that stupid. His words are not Guanzhong dialect, but later English

Oh? Third Master, what were you talking about? Xu Nu stared at her eyes, her face full of confusion

Song Yu shook his head with a chuckle and did not answer Xu Nu's words. He walked downstairs with bamboo and walked downstairs by the water tanks that people brought. After saying English, he inexplicably caused a little homesickness and sighed in a low voice: In this world, life is really lonely as snow.

Put the bamboo in the water tank, Song Yu directed people to fetch water and fill it with the water tank, and there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes: Maybe Han Xin and I are the same type of people in this time and space, but unfortunately he has died long ago and I don’t know what he left in Northern Qi. I don’t know if he knows whether he invented weaving paper. If he had done it earlier, I would have been wasted, but it should not be possible. Yun Yan Daru is still using wooden slips.

Soaking bamboo in water is to remove impurities dissolved in water in bamboo and lay a solid foundation for the next step of pulping. However, this process will be relatively long and it will take about half a month to completely remove impurities dissolved in water in bamboo branches.

Cai Lun of the Eastern Han Dynasty was not the inventor of paper, but the transformer. As early as the reign of Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang, the most primitive paper appeared in China. However, the paper was thick and yellow, with high production costs, and it was very inconvenient to write on it, almost the same as not invented.

It was not until Cai Lun discovered Cai Lun paper that made it cheap and easy to write and bind it more easily, that paper would slowly replace bamboo slips and become the carrier of Chinese culture.

Although this invention is not as good as bringing potatoes from America and not as great achievements as cultivating hybrid rice, it is a great contribution for the court to scholars. If Song Yu handed over papermaking, the Western Han Dynasty Emperor Liu Heng would at least add him to an earl, even if he was named a marquis, it would be normal.

More than 30 water tanks were filled with bamboo. Song Yu asked his subordinates to arrange them one by one and ordered: Without the orders of the master, no one will allow these water tanks to be touched, do you understand?

Understand that the people who were exhausted and panting in the water tank said

If you understand, go and continue to demolish the house. Song Yu waved his hand and said: After everyone finishes today, go to the account office to get a money

Xie Sanye rewarded the simple Song family members have put all their energy into eating

When the west courtyard of the Song Mansion was in full swing, Song Xu heard the noise here and brought the maid and a curious Song Ji concubine over, and Lin Fei was also among them.

Sanlang, are you? Song Xu looked at the servant of the Song family who demolished the house and was secretly annoyed. His uncle was messing around again

After seeing my sister-in-law, Song Yu bowed to her sister-in-law and said with a smile: San'er wants to have something to have fun when she is bored

Song Xu's wife didn't know so much. She fooled Song Yu a few words and brought a few chairs and tables and said: When I send some improved wooden trunks to my sister-in-law tomorrow, it will be much more convenient when I do needlework in the future.

Hey, is this also something passed down from you by the old man? Song Xu sat on the chair and exclaimed: This is much more convenient, so I save myself from kneeling every day

Song Yu told them about a chair that could be lying on his back, which made his sister-in-law anxiously: Sanlang is really capable, but it’s a pity that the old man cannot let the slaves thank you. When can this chair that can be lying on his back be done?

After a while of fooling around, Lin Fei was about to send her sister-in-law back, but Lin Fei said blatantly: Sanlang, do you still cook today's dinner yourself?

Song Yu glared at him quietly and said: Just let the people go to the East City to buy a lot of things, and they will deliver them to their sisters-in-law during dinner.

Lin Fei said: I stayed in Sanlang's kitchen yesterday and learned a lot of things. Today I want to learn how my husband returns home in the future, so I can also let him taste the skills of my slave.

Song Xu and others are now used to being generous. Although they can do some needlework and raise silkworms at will, if they learn to cook and suffer the crime of smoke, they still lack interest. Moreover, they know what their husband Song Ji is like. They are originally a widow, so why are they competing for favor?

Song Xu was a little moved, but Song Yu said first: Sister-in-law, San'er learned a way to relieve fatigue from the old man, and kept the daytime in the blink of an eye, but San'er didn't want her sister-in-law to gain too much money.

Is it a Liubo or something? The third aunt's interest has increased greatly

Song Yu asked one of the servants to take the mahjong that killed three dandy players yesterday and said: Sister-in-law, this is called mahjong, I will teach you how to play it first

The mahjong church was given to these sisters-in-law, and the third concubine was the most interested. Even Song Xu couldn't help but play for a few times, and he couldn't move at the moment. He just started to fight with the ready-made chairs and tables in Song Yu's courtyard.

Hehe, I'm trash

If you don’t bet on something, it’s boring. With Song Xu’s approval, Song Ji’s concubines were basking in the afternoon sun, playing in a leisurely manner, and the girls were also curiously crowded around and watching.

Seeing that the sun was a little west, Song Yu held a ball of wood, and was making mahjong again with drinking blood. Seeing the curious men and carpenters looking here frequently, he shouted: Do things, do things, otherwise dinner will make you hungry

Saburo, Saburo

Song Xu greeted Song Yu over, then pointed to the card and said: Is this considered a fool?

Song Yu's eyes were almost falling off as he looked at him. What kind of character is Song Xu's character? Can he touch himself even if he is a big three yuan?

The most taboo for beginners to play cards is that they are easy to become addicted and addicted after becoming very interested. Second, they are not always lucky. Obviously, Song Xu can't avoid this law. She made a few tricks in a row, which is originally a slave. She has so many things to do, so she quickly forgot about the elegant and elegant she learned in the past few years, and said whispering: Come again, haha, Sanlang's mahjong is really interesting