North and South groceries

After traveling for more than a month, when he returned to his hometown again, Luo Yong felt an indescribable sense of security in his heart.

The next day, when he woke up on his bed, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the morning light leaking in from the window. What caught his eyes was Qiao Junlin's slightly frowning brows and those pair of dark eyes. eye.

That kid tried in vain to carve out a place for himself in this era that didn't belong to him.

Yes, it does not belong to his era. In the seventh century AD, it was an era that belonged to aristocratic families and emerging landlords. In the ninth year of Zhenguan, the social structure at this time was basically finalized. , and the imperial examination system failed to really develop during the entire Zhenguan period.

Qiao Junlin's persistence and perseverance, in Luo Yong's eyes, are like moths flying to a flame, like a car with a mantis' arms.

But it was that kind of moths flying into the flame that touched the string in his heart and made him feel ashamed.

Whether it's returning or traveling, why doesn't he even have a decent target even though he has a sharp weapon.

"Brother, are you awake?" From outside the door, the kid Goro called cautiously, as if he was afraid of waking him up.

Since he was afraid of waking him up, why did he call him outside again, Luo Yong smiled and said in response, "Get up."

"Sister, brother, he's up." There was another childish voice from outside, and it was the girl Qiniang.

"After running around outside these days, he must be exhausted. Why are you arguing with him so early in the morning..." Erniang murmured vaguely from there.

Luo Yong yawned, turned over from the kang, got dressed, opened the door and went out.

When he was squatting outside by the ditch with a toothbrush and a ceramic bowl to brush his teeth, the little dolls in his family each held their own toothbrushes and lined up by the ditch.

"Brother, how lively is Chang'an City?" After brushing their teeth, the brothers and sisters returned to the yard in no hurry, and squatted by the side of the ditch holding pottery bowls and began chatting.

"Of course it's very lively." Luo Yong said with a smile.

"How big is Chang'an City?" Si Niang asked with a dignified face, as if Luo Yong had told her how big Chang'an City was, so she could have an idea in her heart.

Luo Yong saw that the children in his family were all wide-eyed, looking like curious babies, so he thought about it and said to them:

"Chang'an City has the imperial palace, the East and West cities, and one hundred and eight workshops. There are many people living in those workshops, and the place is also very large. Each workshop is about the size of Lishi County."

"Wow!!! Chang'an City is so big!!!" All the children opened their mouths.

"That's not too big." Luo asked them with a smile, "Do you know the total size of the land we're stepping on?"

"How big is it?" The children asked with a smile, just thinking that brother was joking with them.

"About 3000 billion mu." Luo Yong said with a smile. What he said was the total land area, [-] million square kilometers. Converted to the current mu, there are about this many. This is what he used to push and stir When I was making soap, I was very bored and calculated it.

"Liar." The children didn't believe it.

"Really, you will know when you grow up." Luo Yong acted like he was innocent.

God asked him to bring here the wisdom crystallization of human society for more than 1000 years, so Luo Yong decided to spread this wisdom in the seventh century AD. The reason for doing this was not to obey God's will, but to follow his own heart.

He didn't want his brothers and sisters to live a life in a daze, and then die in a daze, and he didn't want Qiao Junlin to fight to the death, but what he faced in the end was a high wall that couldn't be overcome.

He wants to change the world. Such changes may be accompanied by pain, but human progress will never stop because of pain.

After breakfast, Luo took a look on the road. His eucommia trees were growing very well, and many small trees had sprouted new branches, with green leaves growing on the branches.

After looking around and thinking about it, Luo Yong finally decided to let these leaves stay on the branches first, and then pick them in early autumn.These trees are all newly moved this year. If the leaves are picked on a large scale at this time, I wonder if it will affect the growth. If it is affected a little at this time, the harvest in the next few years may be greatly reduced, which is not worthwhile.

Coming down from the slope, Luo Yong stopped by to look for Du Gou in the yard over there.

During the days when Luo Yong was away, Du Gou often went back to Luo's yard to help Erniang and the others deal with many merchants who were urging their goods.

Although Du Gou has faded out of the power center now, Du's son-in-law's status is still very good. In addition, he has received a good education since he was a child, and he has quite a lot of knowledge, so his conversation is naturally extraordinary. Still a piece of cake.

Du Gou was practicing making wool felt cushions at this time. Luo Yong looked at his work and said with a smile: "The blue is better than the blue. Your skills are better than mine now."

"San Lang's praise." Du Gou said with a smile.When Luo Yong came back yesterday, he also went to Luo's yard to meet him. He thought that the other party would have to rest at home for a day, but he didn't expect to come out so early.

"This time I came to Beijing, I know that this peony cushion is also used in the court." Luo Yong sat sideways on the edge of the Kang, watching the movements of Du Gou's hands with a smile, and said.

"How did you know?" Du Gou's hands froze.

"His Majesty the Emperor bestowed him with a seat on the face of the saint, and he sat on the peony cushion." Luo Yong still had a smiling expression on his face.

"..." Du Gou put down the tool in his hand, thought for a while, and asked Luo Yong, "Sanlang thinks?"

"I'm going to make some peony cushions and offer them." No matter whether the other party is intentional or not, since he saw it, he couldn't pretend he didn't see it.

"Can I help you?" Du Gou asked.

"The things that are going to be sent to the palace, of course, can't be sloppy. Among my disciples, although there are some who are good at craftsmanship, they are still a bit lacking in charm. As for me, you should have seen that my craftsmanship is not counted. It's superb." Besides, Luo Yong has other plans in the days to come, and he doesn't want to spend too much time making wool felt cushions.

"..." Du Gou fell silent when he heard this. It's not that he didn't want to help Luo Yong. After all, what he learned from Luo Yong was not just a bag of grain seeds like before. It can be offset, but... after such a delay, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to Laizhou for a while.

"If Da Lang is in trouble, then that's all." Luo Yong didn't force it.

"There's nothing difficult." Du Gou said quickly, "It's okay if I go back later."

"Since that's the case, I'll trouble Du Dalang." Luo Yong said happily, "Du Dalang can stay here for a while longer with peace of mind, maybe there will be something else to gain. I don't know."

"What does Sanlang mean by this?" Du Gou vaguely felt that Luo Sanlang seemed to be amplifying his moves again.

"You will know soon." Luo Yong said with a smile.Afterwards, the two said a few more words, and Luo Yong left the yard.

After returning to his home, Luo used the inside and outside of the house to go around, and finally selected a place under the wall outside his yard, and took a hoe to dig.

"What are you doing?" After digging for a while, Er Niang and the others were brought out.

"I'll bury some water tanks down." Luo Yong said without raising his head.

"What's the purpose of burying the water tank?" Erniang was puzzled.

"It's nothing, I just want to tinker with a new gadget, and I don't know if it will work." Luo Yong said.

After a while, a Dinghu man saw that Luo Yong was digging a hole here, so he brought some of his brothers over to help.

These people recently sold a lot of paring knives in Dinghu County, imitating the words that Luo Yong taught at the beginning, not to mention, the business is really good, because the stock has been sold out in the past two days, and because of the voice It was a little painful, so I collected some dried mulberries and came back from Dinghu County, and brought back the oil they got recently, planning to ask Erniang and the others to help make soap and resell it to Dinghu County. Thinking about it, it just happened to catch up with Luo Sanlang's return.

"What are you planning to tinker with this time?" Hearing that Luo Sanlang is planning to tinker with a new gadget, these people are very excited. If there are a few more like paring knives, they will go out to sell them in the future. enriched.

"I went back to Chang'an City and learned a lot." Luo Yong said, "Someone told me that the paper was actually made of tree bark, bamboo and other things. I plan to give it a try."

"The dianthus here is so hard that it can be used as a knife, how can we make that soft paper?" Everyone felt that his idea was unreliable.

"If the dianthus can't be made into paper, then find something else to replace it." Luo Sanlang refused to listen to persuasion.

Within half a day, everyone in Xipo Village knew that Luo Sanlang was going to make paper at home, and even the merchants who lived in Xu's guest house heard about it.

Most people think that this matter is too unreliable, but there are also some loyal fans of Luo Coffin Board who think that their old Luo is omnipotent, isn't it just a papermaking skill, and he can do it in minutes.

In the next few days, the courtyard of Luo's family was very lively. Some came to see the excitement after they were full, some came to cheer him up, and some were just waiting to see his jokes.

The art of papermaking is still in the hands of a few family members, not to mention rumors, even non-core members of the family don't even try to get a glimpse of it, this time Luo Sanlang is definitely about to stumble.

During the past few days, these people watched Luo Yong throw some straw from the house into the water tanks, water and lime, and kept tinkering with a wooden stick.

Then I saw him roll up the soft soaked straw, put it on the stove to steam, and when it was steamed, put it on a roller to grind it, grind it into a paste, put it in a burlap bag, and carried it to the stream Go to wash, pour it into clean water after washing, pick it up with the made bamboo curtains, put it in the sun to dry, peel it off after drying, it turned out to be a piece of paper! ! !

"This paper is too thick, I'm afraid I can't write on it." A young man who had been on the sidelines for a few days, took a piece of paper that Luo Yong had made, turned it over and over carefully, and asserted.

"In my opinion, it's the same." With a disappointed expression on his face, Luo Yong handed a stack of toilet paper to the crowd: "It's been hard work anyway, and it's too wasteful to throw away, why don't you share a point and take it back?" Use it when you go to the toilet."

Within a few days, the news that Luo's coffin board failed to make paper spread in the Hedong area.

It is said that Naluo Sanlang was so whimsical that he used straw to make paper. The paper he made could not be written at all, but could only be used to wipe dirt in the toilet. Therefore, the paper he made was called toilet paper by people.