Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 167 Greenhouse
This cotton is much more important than pepper. Making sausages with pepper is just icing on the cake, but who in the world can't wear clothes?

Especially nowadays, as the main materials for cheap clothing, linen and kudzu are far less warm than cotton!Neither the fur nor the down jacket worn by Wang Hou is affordable for ordinary families.

Moreover, it is still in the Little Ice Age with abnormal climate!The first winter that Wang Hou traveled through, if he used one word to describe the Great Han Dynasty he saw, it would be too damn cold!I almost froze my ass!

"Prime Minister! You want to crusade against Yuan Shao in the north, but in the Central Plains, the winter is already so cold! Going further north, it is called a place of bitter cold. If you want to gain a foothold in the four northern states, you need better clothing. ! And this cotton is warmer than fur!"

Cotton can bring changes not only in clothing culture, but also in politics and military affairs. The Han people of this era are not comparable to the weak Song Dynasty who was educated by Confucian culture in later generations. The blood is still very hot, and the ferocity of the Han army is not inferior to that of Liaodong. The nomadic people on the grasslands, the only thing that restrained the Han Empire and failed to gain a foothold in the north is the four words of bitter cold land!

Taking Shanxi as an outpost, the troops went out of the Datong Basin, and first occupied Guihua City in Tumochuan, which is the later Hohhot. They built a city there, burned kang with coal and made cotton coats to keep warm, and even Wang Hou's head was full of The prairie is full of Han troops, carrying long halberds and killing the old Xiongnu peasants and Xianbei old peasants until he cried silently, and the scene of camel bells ringing in his ears was so beautiful that his eyes stared into little stars.

However, holding the cotton cloth that was about to wipe his mouth and staring blankly at the appearance of this guy who was about to float up, a moment later, Mr. Cao's pupils were full of caring and mentally retarded eyes.

"White folded cloth costs ten pennies a piece, and low-grade fur is only three pennies. Why doesn't the truth just buy fur?"

"Prime Minister, the white folds are all imported from the Western Regions and come from thousands of miles away. Of course, the price is expensive. If they are grown locally on a large scale and then spun to make clothes, the price will come down!"

Although Wang Hou was full of enthusiasm, looking at him, Cao Cao's pupils were still full of caring eyes for the mentally retarded. If cotton was easy to grow, he wouldn't have been raising these few trees for so many years. They were still raised as ornamental plants.

But the comrades below are full of revolutionary enthusiasm and can't be attacked. Besides, Wang Hou has given an explanation for digging his garden. He looked at Wang Hou like a fool, and Mr. Cao finally waved down like a fly. Slapped.

"Go down and do things!"

What kind of expression is this called!

I thought that taking out these two things would shake Cao Cao into a mess, like being struck by five thunders!Full of disappointment, Wang Hou also stood up resentfully, clasped his fists and bowed.

"My son-in-law will leave!"

"Wait! Cotton is used to make cloth, pepper is used to store meat, so why are you digging up the pomegranate tree for the truth!"

As soon as this was mentioned, Wang Hou's face was full of laughter, and he laughed from the back of his head.

"Isn't Changle going to be weaned recently? I just saw Xiangfu's pomegranate tree flourishing, so my son-in-law decided to get her some pomegranate juice..."

bang~

The beard was trembling, and Mr. Cao was so angry that he smashed the box down.

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"It's said that the next-generation relatives are all liars!"

His head was smashed into a big lump, and he didn't heal for three days. Standing on the hillside, while rubbing the fleshy bump on his forehead, Wang Hou hummed resentfully.

Beside him, Cao Hongjie was smiling like a little vixen covering his mouth, joking happily: "My husband dug out Xiangfu's treasure, and Xiangfu didn't beat you with a big board, it's enough to save face!"

"Isn't this also to support his granddaughter!"

Whispering and rubbing his bag, Wang Hou bared his teeth and yelled again.

"Hey! How did you build the beams? Master, I can see that they are crooked!"

He was really impatient, and he really took the matter of pepper seriously. When he came out of the prime minister's mansion, he organized a team of masons and cement workers in the palace to start building the warm cellar.

Needless to say, in one aspect, wars promoted the development of social sciences. It is true that the First World War and the Second World War laid the foundation and pattern of the world before Wang Hou traveled, and the Guandu War also particularly promoted the architecture of Xuchang. In terms of industrial development, Wang Hou's own scorpion shit is the only one in the coal mine!Now there are six or seven small coal mines on Mount Funiu!Even cement has three more competitors, not to mention robbing business, not even paying Wang Hou a patent fee.

Fortunately, the iron and steel smelting formula has always been in the hands of several loyal master craftsmen in Wang Yuan. Coking, iron refining and steel pouring are still handled by three batches of craftsmen, allowing Wang Hou to retain this core technology.

The material is sufficient, Wang Hou is still a big landlord now, and the manpower is also sufficient during the slack season in June. In just three days, two big ugly concrete houses, which look like the big warehouses in the countryside in later generations, were erected.

In fact, there were warm cellars in the Western Han Dynasty. The later Han Dynasty also clearly recorded the deeds of using warm cellars in the Eastern Han Dynasty to cultivate vegetables and chives in the winter. The technology is not new. Instead, a few ditches made of ceramics were reserved, and the other end was connected to the furnace. When the air cooled in winter, the furnace was fired, and the half-open ditches steamed with heat, which not only achieved the purpose of keeping warm, but also Adds humidity to the air, which is conducive to the growth of vegetables and fruits.

The only difficult thing to deal with is the roof, because Wang Hou has no glass, so he can’t make a glass dome. If he wants to grow plants, he can’t live without sunlight. Wang Hou has no choice but to spread two thin barbed wire on the roof. , don't ask for more warmth, just be able to block the hail.

It’s better in this era. The entire mountain top is owned by Wang Hou. What kind of homestead is not a homestead? Those with rural or urban hukou are just on the side of the road, with an area of ​​more than 800 square meters and 800 small rooms. If only pepper trees are grown, Fifty trees per room, and more than [-] trees per house. The income of about four stones a piece, and four hundred stones of pepper, can guarantee the number of sausages that Wang Hou promised to Mr. Cao.

But this is also an ideal state. Now there are only four pepper trees that have been dumped from Mr. Cao. It takes two to three years for pepper to grow, which means at least three years for shipment.

Fortunately, using sausages as military rations is not an imminent matter. There is no need to worry about cotton, and the warm cellar is not only for cultivating pepper trees!There are no supermarkets these days,
"On time! The net is up and running! Master, I pay the wages. If the master is not satisfied, I don't even want to get paid!"

The two nets were put crookedly, and now he didn't care about the pain anymore, rubbing the bump on his head, Wang Houzhen screamed in frustration like Zhou Papi, looking at him like this, Cao Hongjie couldn't help it Shaking his little head in distress.

At this time, at the bottom of the mountain, Wang Ganzi ran towards the Nuanjiao halfway up the mountain panting, shouting as if he had died of breath while running.

"Master! Master!"

"General Zhao Yun Zhao is back!"

"Oh!"

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Regardless of reason or interest, Wang Hou had to pay [-]% attention to Deng Ti's family. He threw away Nuanjiao and took Cao Hongjie with him. Wang Hou personally welcomed them to the foot of the mountain.

But after seeing each other, Wang Hou couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. Zhao Yun had indeed brought a carriage back, but it was obvious that his expression was not in a good mood, he was extraordinarily dignified, holding the horse, and his face was dark and blue. , Seeing Wang Houlai put down the reins of the horse, he hurried over again, bowed heavily with his fists clasped, and listened to his gloomy words, Wang Hou's face also turned ugly.

Dazed for a moment, Wang Hou turned his head to look at the carriage, but he hesitated for a while, then walked to the front of the carriage, and stretched out his hand to open the curtain.

In the carriage, a three or four-year-old boy was sitting straight. Although he had changed his clothes, he was still thin and malnourished. His eyes were still extremely dull and numb.

"I am your father's friend, come, come to uncle!"

He could obviously feel a sense of dullness, the little boy became dull for a while, and then turned his searching gaze to Zhao Yun who was behind Wang Hou. As he nodded slightly, the little boy jumped out of the car in a daze, and walked towards him. By Wang Hou's side.

"what's your name?"

"Deng Ai."

It took half a second before the little boy answered without emotion. Wang Hou couldn't help but sighed again, and then reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"Your father is working far away! Entrust you to your uncle! In the future, you can live with me! I, Wang Hou, have a mouthful of food, and I will never starve you!"

　Going to finish watching "Youth in Youth", I am confused, my eyes are absent...

　　Beautiful and pure love without any substance or even desire has always existed in novels and movies.

　　
　
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