I played as an assistant in ancient times

Chapter 294 Human Fireworks

Shen Changsui said: "Sister-in-law, it is Xiaoye who has studied this.

She carefully compared the cloth collected from our several villages with the cloth collected from Beiqi Village in Baohe County, and believed that there were several rivers converging and surrounding there, which was quite similar to the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River.

Therefore, even in winter, when there is a lot of moisture, the fabrics woven can be affected by the seasons. "

"Our house is close to the river." Huang couldn't help but say.

Lin shook her head and said, "It's different. The water flow in this shallow river in our village is not strong.

You see, the cloth collected from Wuli Village is smoother than the ones we weave. This may be because there is not only a river there, but also a large lake that nourishes the entire village.

So you didn’t specifically choose Songfu Village when buying the farmland, but instead chose Baihe Village where two rivers intersect.”

“Mother is right. Although Baihe Village is prone to flooding during the flood season, it is very beneficial to our dyeing and weaving of cloth.

When the canal is repaired, the house will be built higher, so there will be no need to worry about floods during the flood season. "Shen Changsui had already made plans. If he was worried about floods, he could rent a warehouse in Lingguan, a high-lying area in the county town, to store goods.

His words gave Huang some inspiration, and she said, "No wonder Qian Wu's wife doesn't weave much in winter, it seems she has figured out the pattern.

The quality of the cloth collected in Fushan is probably due to the moisturizing properties of the mountains and rivers there.

Since moisture is needed, why not move the loom to an adobe house and give it a try? Adobe houses are more humid after all."

"You can try, but when the kang is heated in winter, the house will still be dry." Shen Shanyou, who had been teasing his little grandson, gave a reminder at this time.

The main reason is that he is used to living in this house and doesn't want to move to the east courtyard.

Lin smiled and said, “This is easy. We have so many water tanks at home. Move them to the loom room in the east courtyard and fill them with water.

At most, change the water more often."

"This is a good idea, mother. I'll go and do it now." Huang couldn't wait any longer. She distributed tens of thousands of kilograms of cotton wool to the women to spin. It was money every day. The faster the cloth was woven, the faster the investment would be returned.

She did what she said. Shen Changsui and my mother smiled at each other and had to follow her to hold the lamp and push the empty jar.

On this side, old man Shen Shanyou said to his little grandson who was scratching his beard, “In a few days, the bricks, tiles and mortar will be in place. If your father and his family don’t come home, Baihe Village will always occupy Sui Ge’er’s energy.

After he passed the imperial examination, he hadn’t touched a book for a long time.”

He wanted to take charge of everything, but he felt pain all over his body after the wind blew in recent days. After seeing a doctor, his wife ordered him to rest at home and not to run around selling cattle.

Of the dozens of cows left, except for a dozen or so left to be raised in the village, the rest were entrusted to Xin's old cow family to sell.

"And Xiaoye and Gengge'er, I don't know how much thinner and darker they have become." When people get old and have free time, they tend to miss the younger generations who are no longer around.

Just at this moment, the little grandson suddenly blurted out the word "Grandpa..." The old man's senses were instantly brought back to his senses. He was so happy that he lifted up the child and asked him to call him again.

The three people he was worried about have already met at Lu Guan's house.

Shen Changshou first told Xu Xiucai that he wanted to deliver goods to Daxing County Office tomorrow, and then said, "Xuan Shen went to the compound, and I will escort the two trucks of goods to the saltpeter tomorrow morning.

You two should hurry up and deliver the goods, so that our goods can be cleared out by the time Sui Ge'er arrives.

If we can’t sell all of them, we’ll leave it to Erniu, who’s a very steady kid.”

"My fourth uncle will arrive the day after tomorrow at the earliest." Shen Cungeng was calculating the time.

Shen Xiaoye said: "Maybe, we will arrive early."

But she gave Master Xue Biao another five taels of silver, and the other party would definitely spare no effort to reach Linghe County as soon as possible.

And the fact turned out to be just as she expected. Master Xue Biao sent his men to ride at full speed and they arrived at Jiuli Village in the middle of the night. After all, the distance was only more than a hundred miles, and a tired horse could be rested more.

Old man Shen Shanyou attached great importance to the studies of his children and grandchildren. He did not let his youngest son wait until dawn, and urged him to go to Beijing before the hour of Yin.

Shen Changsui had already mastered the riding skill, and when he passed the city gate which had not yet opened, he found someone to deliver a message to his master at dawn, then rode quickly all the way and arrived in the capital in the afternoon.

At that time, his three relatives were busy outside and no one came to greet him.

Fortunately, Xuan Shen was very familiar with the capital and knew where the three people were going. He quickly helped find Shen Xiaoye who was shopping in the pawn shop.

When Shen Xiaoye saw Shen Changsui, she held up a bamboo scroll she had found and said, "Uncle, look, what I found."

The characters had turned black, there was obvious dust on them, and the strings that held them together were broken in several places.

Shen Xiaoye opened it carefully: "A printed version of Shui Jing Zhu.

I learned from a bookstore owner that this pawnshop had some antiques, and I didn't expect to actually find one.

Unfortunately, after searching for so long, I only found this volume, which I found behind a shelf."

"Are you planning to use it to invite Mr. Cheng?" Shen Changsui guessed what she was thinking.

Of course, Shen Xiaoye was looking for more than one way to get in. In addition to asking Shopkeeper Zhu to give her some fur goods, she spent all her time looking for books: "He likes rare books, so I will try to find as many as possible, even if they are handwritten by others. If the quantity increases, there will be a qualitative change."

She patted her bag, which already contained the "unique" book she had found today.

“Besides, after my uncle enters the Imperial College in October, he can copy more books from the library.

I believe in Mr. Cheng, and I also want to see the lost ancient book with my own eyes.”

"Enter the Imperial College?" Shen Changsui had not received the news yet.

In fact, he passed by a group of people who were going to notify and deliver documents to him without realizing it.

Shen Xiaoye was startled: "Could Guard Xia have remembered it wrong?"

"No, let's not look for it anymore. Let's go back first." Shen Changsui told her to leave quickly.

On the way, he said, “The teacher said that Mr. Cheng’s only son died young, leaving him with only one granddaughter. It is said that the family she married into is also well-educated, but not very well-off.

I think it would be more pleasing to the old gentleman if I prepared more things for his granddaughter.”

"Will he refuse?" Shen Xiaoye has a bit of a stereotype about some Confucian masters.

Shen Changsui tapped his temple: “If the method is correct, he won’t do that.

A true scholar is definitely not someone who is detached from the mundane world."

"Practical things are easy to get. We have the most at home and know many merchants." Shen Xiaoye listed the cloth and cotton in an instant.

So the next day when we were heading to Zhuozhou, the car was loaded with all kinds of coarse and fine cloths and cotton of various colors, as well as sheepskin, deerskin and cowhide?

Yes, cotton can be pure white or yellow or purple, and the more diverse the colors, the cheaper it is.

About two days later, Shen Xiaoye and his three companions, along with Master Xue Biao and others, found the home of Mr. Cheng's grandson-in-law.

A standard bearer who was guarding nearby quickly gathered and said, “Something happened, and the whole family has been detained.

The reason was that the old man’s grandson-in-law’s younger brother took something to report the case, and as a result, the whole family was arrested in a blink of an eye.

The old man tried to negotiate for several days without success and was about to go to Beijing to seek an explanation, but was stopped.

Another brother is currently guarding outside the state government office. I heard that the person is just being held without trial."

"Fourth uncle, can we get the people out first?" Shen Xiaoye's question attracted the attention of the markers.