Datang ancient martial arts system

Chapter 335 A Surprise for Jiangdong
What disappointed Situ Changfeng the most was that there were few cattle and horses in the south of the Yangtze River, so both farming and transportation were troublesome.

Fortunately, planting sugarcane is not very troublesome. The wasteland grass is removed and the whole sugarcane is buried. Now it is buried in the ground in winter and can germinate in spring, which is very convenient.Then there is papermaking, using reeds from Taihu Lake and various barks, soaking them with alkali ore to soften them, rolling giant logs, steaming, drying, and dozens of processes. It took a month, and the snow-white paper came out.

Because of vigorously opening up wasteland, mining, burning kilns, and mining a large number of trees, there was no shortage of materials. Before the New Year, five hundred catties of snow-white paper with a width of three feet were delivered to Sun Ce's desk.

Also delivered were dozens of catties of sugar, as white as refined salt, and ten other coal stoves with briquettes burning vigorously.

"This stove can not only be used for cooking, but also only needs to block the air outlet, and it can last for half a day. After cooking, put a pot of water, and hot water can be used at any time. The most important thing is that the coal mine has been treated in such a way that it burns for a long time , the firepower is strong, and it can be used to cook a large amount of salt without worrying about insufficient fire." In the hall, Ding Feng was foaming and explained excitedly.

Following Situ Changfeng for the past few months has been an eye-opener. He never thought that this senior brother whom he hadn’t seen for many years in his memory is so powerful. , there is light on his face, after all, this is his senior brother.

Situ Changfeng still cares about Ding Feng very much, and he also hopes that this cheap junior will improve so that he will not die in battle, so whenever he has time, he teaches him martial arts, boxing, footwork, body skills, hidden weapons with swords and guns, all pointing him out.

For Ding Feng, learning new kung fu is a joy, but Situ Changfeng has been forcing him to learn the art of war, formation, training, and even astronomy and geography, stargazing, and debating the sun and the moon, which caused him a lot of headaches, so this The first time a new shipment was delivered, he rushed to come.

"Good! Good! Good! This is really the best New Year's gift I've ever received!" Sun Ce exclaimed happily and applauded repeatedly.

"This thing is convenient for writing, and it is used in large quantities. There is no need to hold heavy bamboo slips anymore." Zhang Zhao stroked his gray beard, nodded again and again, and said with satisfaction.

"That's right, that's right. The official documents sent every day are hundreds of catties, not to mention bulky, and the handwriting is not as easy to read on paper." Sun Ce said with great satisfaction, holding a piece of paper with writing on it. As long as it grows, the eyes will become astringent, and the words written in this thick ink are clear, and the more you look at it, the better your mood.

"Green clothes hold inkstones to remind test papers, red sleeves add fragrance to accompany reading.

The green mountains are faintly covered with water, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River is not withered in autumn. 24 On a moonlit night at the bridge, where can the jade man teach me how to play the flute?good poem!good word!Unexpectedly, Maverick has such a literary talent, and the font is also unique. Zhou Yu took the paper in Sun Ce's hand, glanced at it, and couldn't help admiring it loudly.

This is when the new paper came out, and Situ Changfeng randomly wrote a line of poem and a Tang poem in his memory in thin gold script.

"Oh! Good handwriting! Good handwriting! The handwriting is thin and strong, so thin that it doesn't lose its flesh, and the characters are especially graceful, good! Good!" Zhang Zhao held the paper fondly, shaking his head non-stop.

"It's really a good character. This font is not inferior to that of my master's Feibai style! Situ Yihu can be called a master of this way." Gu Yong couldn't help walking over, looked at it for a while, and sighed.

"Well, if you look closely, you can see that the font is a little immature, but it's already unique. It's rare! It's rare!" Zhang Zhao said as he put the paper away without changing his expression and put it into his sleeve.

In fact, Zhang Zhao didn't know that it was because Situ Changfeng's calligraphy was only at the intermediate level, so in the eyes of these masters, it was not perfect enough.

"Zhang Zibu, you are so shameless, I haven't even looked at it yet, you...you...you are really shameless!" Jiang Dong Erzhang and Zhang Hong, who had just glanced at him, saw Zhang Zhao put away, and suddenly became angry. He was so anxious that he almost jumped up, pointed at Zhang Zhao, and reprimanded him angrily.

"Hmph! This old man saw that the poems written by Situ Yihu are full of red sleeves and beautiful women. I think they want to start a family. I keep it so I can introduce one to him. Don't care about Zhang Zigang." Zhang Zhao turned around and walked away. , said pretending not to see.

"You..." The two had known each other for many years, and it was the first time Zhang Hong saw this stubborn old man lying so shamelessly, and he was immediately annoyed.

"Ahem! This paper is going to be sold in Guanzhong and other places, it should be good!" Zhou Yu actually wanted it too, but he also knew that it would not come back, so he simply ignored it and changed the topic.

"No, how can such a good thing be used as a merchant's way? How can I sell it if I don't have enough for it?" As soon as Zhou Yu finished speaking, Zhang Zhao objected.

"A letter from Wu Jun said that the paper material is convenient and the cost is cheap, but the process is more troublesome, and the weather will warm up in the next year, and the output will increase a lot." Sun Ce explained.

"That's right, Mr. Zhang, you see that these several hundred catties are only the output of this month. Although the price of this product is not expensive, others don't know it. This paper is not like silk. When written on it, the ink is impenetrable. If you want to be a literati Mohists should all like it." Zhou Yu said with a smile.

"Ahem! Well, as long as there are many, it's okay to sell some, but the price can't be cheaper." After hearing this, Zhang Zhao no longer objected.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang. Every month Ce will send some to your family." Sun Ce and Zhou Yu looked at each other and smiled.

"Thank you, my lord!" Everyone in the hall thanked quickly.

"Let's talk about these two items. This item says: White sugar, everyone, have a taste!"

Zhou Yu took a small bowl of sugar and asked people to pass it to everyone. At the same time, he took a small spoon and took the lead to feed a little into his mouth.

"Yeah!" With sugar in his mouth, Zhou Yu nodded in satisfaction.

"Mmm, um, sweet! So sweet!"

After tasting, everyone was admiring and smiling, obviously in a happy mood.

"Oh, I'm old, it's such a delicious food, but it's so sweet that I don't dare to eat too much." Zhang Zhao put down the small bowl in his hand regretfully.

"Put this thing in boiling water, which can replenish physical energy. It is a good thing for marching, and it has the effect of promoting blood circulation. It has a good supplementary recovery effect for the wounded and postpartum women. It can be used as a supplement for babies who are short of milk." Ding Feng explained. .

"Huh! Unexpectedly, Cheng Yuan knows so much about women and children." Zhou Yu said with a smile.

"Ahem!" Ding Feng said softly, his face turned red immediately, and he almost choked to death on his own saliva.

"This is what the senior brother said." Ding Feng quickly explained.

"Hmm, Situ Yihu is proficient in medical skills, and what he said is certainly true. It seems that this thing cannot be sold." Of course, Zhou Yu knew that this was probably what Situ Changfeng said, and it was just a joke.

"That's right, whether it's for marching or fighting, or for the people to use, we must have enough for our own people." Sun Ce agreed.

(End of this chapter)