After finishing cleaning up happily, it was already afternoon. Lin Yan looked at everyone and said, "After eating, let's have a meeting together to talk about our achievements this year."
After looking around, she said first: "I planted two crops of wheat this year and harvested more than 300 kilograms of wheat seeds. I will be able to sow them in January next year."
"Can anyone grow it?" Huang Ying was the first to ask. She just ate the noodles, and she wanted to eat more. She also had land at home, and if she could grow wheat, she would be full.
Others also looked at Lin Yan with shining eyes. Just a bowl of fried noodles made them see the infinite value of wheat.
Lin Yan didn't seem to notice their gazes, "There are limited wheat varieties, and each household can't plant enough, so I have to select some families to try planting."
"My family can do it. I'll keep an eye on it myself and make sure it's planted well." Hua Min said hurriedly.
Ye Cong is not far behind, "If you choose my family, I can grow wheat on my land."
Lin Yan raised his hand, "Don't argue, I'm going to choose thirty companies to grow wheat. But we must first agree that the trial planting in the first quarter of next year will not be for eating, and all the wheat grown at home will be handed over as wheat seeds. Of course it’s paid, and I won’t let anyone work in vain.”
"You can't eat it. Can you eat it in the second season next year?" Hua Min looked at Lin Yan longingly.
"The first season is for breeding. With careful care, the wheat yield per acre can reach more than 300 jins. We conservatively estimate that the current wheat seeds can be planted on 100 acres, and 30,000 jins can be harvested in the first season. This can ensure that every household Every household has wheat to grow. In the second season, it’s all about growing and eating wheat.”
"That's great, you can eat noodles next year." Ye Cong jumped up happily, "We will all go farming next year."
"That's not necessary. I've been planting for more than half a year. That's enough." Lin Yan shook his head hurriedly. "You all have your own things to do. Just leave the farming to me. This year, you have to keep an eye on it personally and take root in the ground. Here, you won’t have to go through so much trouble next year.”
"Okay, I've done one thing this year, and you all know it. Now let's talk about yours. If you encounter any problems, we can always find a solution by discussing them together."
Lin Yun was the first to say: "I have been at the smelting plant and built a new furnace with good sealing, stronger thermal insulation performance, and faster melting of molten iron. When will you go to the smelting plant, please help me take a look at it, and see what else can be improved. .”
"Yes, you did a good job yourself." Lin Yun praised. He chose to take ten of them to the class because he wanted to open their minds and use what they learned to change their lives.
From the current point of view, they are doing very well, know how to draw inferences from one example, and make continuous progress.
After receiving Lin Yan's affirmation, Lin Yun's mood fluctuated, "I will work harder in the future."
Then Mao Mu said: "This year I mainly worked in the smelting factory and the kiln factory to make a new kind of charcoal. I have it in my house. I will show it to you."
"Go quickly." Lin Yan urged. Nowadays, people are accustomed to burning wood black as pens. They also made some changes before, but paper production was hindered and pens were not promoted.
In fact, Mao Mu and Lin Yun also made toner before. They lit a torch and put a bowl over the flame to form a layer of bituminous coal, which they could scrape off and mix with water to use as ink.
Select the soft down of pika and rabbit to make a brush, and you have both pen and ink.
….
It’s a pity that despite all the preparations, there is no paper to use. Fortunately, brushes and smoke ink can also be used to write on wood chips.
Mao Mu brought two kinds of pens, one thick and one thin. He took the thicker one and introduced: "This is a pen that can replace the refill. The outside is made of wood, and the refill is made of ground charcoal." It’s made by secondary processing into powder. It’s smoother than before. Give it a try.”
Lin Yan picked up the thin one and drew a few lines on the yellow paper after observing it. The lines were smooth, even, clear, and pure black.
"Is there smoke added to this?"
Maomu nodded, "You are still good, you can tell at a glance. After adding smoke ink, the color becomes more pure and is not easy to wipe off. I also added a little hemp oil to make it so smooth."
"This is a good one. It's the most convenient for copying books. Give me a few." Lin Yan immersed himself in copying books every day, using the original crude charcoal pens. Every time he finished writing, his hands were black. The handwriting is also easily blurred, and the storage time
short.
"I'll get it for you later. I also have some refills, so I'll bring them with you."
"Okay. Give this kind of pen a name. You can't call them all charcoal pens because they can't be distinguished." Lin Yan said, looking at the pen in his hand.
Maomu touched his head and said with a smile: "To be honest with you, I have already thought about it and call it a charcoal refill pen."
"Okay, let's call it a charcoal pencil." After Lin Yan finished speaking, he reminded, "You can also try to make it in other colors. Flowers with bright colors can be added. But the charcoal also needs to be replaced. For a moment, replace it with chestnut powder or something else."
Maomu nodded heavily, "Okay, I'll do it when I have free time."
After Mao Mu finished talking, Hua Min continued: "Compared to you, I haven't done anything big. I just go to school every day and play with my baby. However, through my long-term observation, I have chosen A group of 100 students came out, and I want them to form two classes to make learning more difficult."
"Okay, we still need to train more talents." Lin Yan praised, "What and how to teach these students is up to you."
Huang Ying suddenly said: "There are so many students, please help me ask if anyone wants to study medicine. I want to select a few people to study together."
"I also need to find a few people to help." Bai Chen also said, "Working alone is too slow, and it will take a long time to produce results."
Hua Min looked at Lin Yan, "Is this okay? Are the people selected here to work or study? Do they need to be paid?"
Lin Yan knew that finances were tight, so he hurriedly said: "You can choose people, but unlike us, you can't rely on the finance to support them. You have to be responsible for it. You are all the leaders of the research laboratory, so raising a few people should not be a big problem. "
Huang Ying thought for a while and said, "Why don't the finance department give me any money? My research is of great significance and is beneficial to everyone. It is an important direction for the future. I have to spend money anyway."
Bai Chen also said: "Papermaking is the foundation. You can't work for nothing without money. Even if I put in my own salary, it won't be enough. I still have to pay for research."
"That's right. We are not like Shi Zhi's research lab. We have many results and can make money by selling them." Huang Ying tried her best. "Lin Yan, please apply to the Finance Department for a certain amount of money so that the research can continue."
Shui Sheng said, "The finance department has no money."
"Where did all the money go?" Bai Chen didn't believe it.
"The money is all in the hands of individuals. The Finance Department has no cash and still owes a lot of debts. I calculate it every day and I am very aware of this. Minister Fenghua is very worried about this and is thinking of a solution."
Shuisheng has been working as Fenghua's deputy in the finance department. He clearly remembers every expense in Sun City. The finances are really in deficit.
Huang Ying said: "But there are not many rich people in the city. Many people can't afford clothes and can barely eat enough."
Hong Ling said: "Clothes are expensive to make and sell, and most people can't afford them. We are already improving the looms and will be able to bring down the price of linen next year."
Shi Zhi suddenly asked: "The Finance Department has no money, so they don't want to mint coins, right?"
"We will not mint coins for the time being." Shui Sheng shook his head, "I told Minister Fenghua about the adverse effects of issuing additional iron coins, and she agreed not to mint coins."
"That's good. If it were minted, the money would be worthless."
Shi Zhi looked at Lin Yan, "It's not okay to be without money for a long time. We have to find a way to solve this problem."
Lin Yan nodded.
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