However, Wang Xun, who was pulled over by Zhao Guang to watch the fun together, had a bitter look on his face. One of them was called his brother, and the other was his lord. He didn't know what he should do when he was caught between the two of them. So I felt particularly embarrassed.
"I remember that General Wang was jealous of his colleagues and didn't want to embarrass the prisoner at Zhuye, so he took leave, right?"
Wang Ping was stunned, thinking, didn't you ask me to file for leave? Why does it sound different when it comes out of your mouth now?
"Alas, at that time, the imperial court ordered Zhuye to supervise the production of the Eight-Niu Plow, which was related to the Hanzhong reclamation plan. As the supervisor of Zhuye, Zizhen could not bear the disturbance of everyone. At that time, even General Wang was affected a lot, because of this However, he was envied by his colleagues. Unexpectedly, General Wang would rather take leave than violate the laws of the court. It is really admirable and admirable!"
Feng Yong looked at Wang Ping with an expression of admiration.
As soon as these words came out, not only Wang Ping, but also Zhao Guang and Wang Xun opened their mouths.
Is there such a shameless saying in this world?
When Wang Xun was the supervisor of the various industries, he was indeed unbearable to be disturbed by everyone. Wang Ping was indeed jealous of his colleagues, but wasn't it the person in front of him who instigated the matter of asking for leave? How come it has become something respectable and deplorable now?
However, Feng Yong ignored the expressions of the two people at the door. He picked up the wrapped items, walked to Wang Ping, and handed them over: "At this time, I still have to worry about General Wang. In this package, there is a bundle of wool and a piece of wool. Bu, there is also a letter, asking General Wang to send it to the Prime Minister, and it must be delivered to the Prime Minister personally."
Wang Ping stood up and took what Feng Yong handed over, a little confused.
"Thank you for your hard work, General Wang." Feng Yong saluted, "But when you see the Prime Minister in the future, don't forget what I said today."
Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, thinking that Feng Langjun seemed to have something in his words!
But he was a thoughtful person after all. When he heard Feng Yong's words, he recalled what he had just said again, made sure that nothing was missing, and then nodded: "I will never forget it."
Feng Yong nodded and said to Wang Xun: "Zishi, General Wang's departure is of great importance, so it is best to set off as soon as possible. You and General Wang go and prepare dry food for the horses, so that you can send General Wang off."
Wang Xun folded his hands and saluted numbly, his outlook on life was being refreshed.
Of course, this brother is always refreshing his ideas.
When Feng Yong was in college, he took a course called topology, which was actually CAD drawing.
The professor at that time spent a whole semester teaching students how to use CAD to combine various relationships in a certain area, such as roads, altitude, minerals, population, etc., and then draw these relationships in different ways.
And the certain region that the professor used was exactly based on the Hanzhong region.
Feng Yong had been drawing the map of Hanzhong for several months, and he almost vomited.
That professor happened to be an extremely serious person. His course does not require exams at the end of the semester, and there are no homework assignments. However, there is one requirement, that is, you must follow him to draw the pictures on your computer in every class, then save them, and learn the drawing steps.
Each of his courses is coherent and has different content.
The beginning of his next class must be based on the picture he drew in the previous class. As long as you dare to miss one class, you will have a lot of confusion about what they are talking about in the next class.
The most disgusting thing is that at the end of the semester, he will give everyone different maps of places and ask you to use CAD to make detailed drawings of the maps you got according to the method he taught this semester.
This is the only assignment in a semester. If the drawings you make meet the standards, even if you finish the subject and fail to meet the standards, you can wait until you fail the course and retake it next semester!
This trick has deceived many students who usually don't pay attention to class, let alone students who skip classes from time to time.
Feng Yong was almost fooled and failed the class that time. Due to time constraints, the diagram he submitted was not in the format required by the professor. However, since the professor saw that his diagram was pretty good, he sent it back and asked him to change it again. The format finally allowed him to pass.
Therefore, Hanzhong actually feels more familiar to Feng Yong than Jincheng. After all, it was the place where he had been painting for several months.
He remembered that the professor's first description of the Hanzhong Basin was that there are Qinling Mountains in the north, Daba Mountain in the south, and the Hanzhong Plain formed by the alluvial deposits of the Han River in the middle. To the east, you can go down the Han River to reach the Jingxiang land, and to the west, you can reach the land of Jingxiang. Leaving Qishan Mountain and peeking into Liangzhou, it is the birthplace of the Han family.
It was precisely because of this that Feng Yong learned that the Qinling Mountains in the north of Hanzhong blocked the cold air whizzing down, making winter enter later and the temperature stay warmer throughout the year.
Fortunately, when he rushed to Hanzhong, Feng Yong caught the little tail of Hanzhong Autumn.
After a day's rest, Feng Yong began to assign tasks.
Half-dry and half-green grass was everywhere, and the cattle and sheep ate with open stomachs, each of them eating until their bellies were round. At the same time, several herdsmen were watching to prevent the cattle and sheep from running around.
The most spectacular thing is that a group of people are working hard to harvest grass in the field, and the cut grass is piled into piles.
At this time, Feng Yong was standing in front of a deep ditch that was as tall as a person, watching the people below smashing the bottom and walls of the ditch with wood, making sure to hit it tightly.
"Brother, what's the point of digging these deep trenches?"
"silage."
"What is silage?"
"It is the fodder that cattle and sheep eat during the winter, but it is not hay, but similar to that of green grass. Cows and sheep love to eat it, so it is called green fodder."
Although they had already heard Feng Yong talk about it once in Yanganguan, Zhao Guang and others still couldn't believe it when they saw it with their own eyes.
"How can it be similar to the grass without drying up?"
"The bottom and sides of the ditch should be covered with withered grass, and then the grass should be chopped into pieces, then placed in the ditch and stepped on firmly. At the same time, the top must be sealed to prevent rainwater from seeping in. When feeding cattle and sheep, open the lid and Take it. After taking it, it must be sealed again."
"That's it? Is it that simple?"
Feng Yong smiled confidently: "There is nothing new in the world. Many things are just separated by a layer of paper, so there is no need to think about it as complicated."
"I originally thought that although this thatched house is dilapidated, why use so much thatch? It turns out that my brother used those fodder to do this."
Zhao Guang suddenly realized.
When Feng Yong went to work on the military-civilian fish-water situation, he was actually helping the herdsmen store green materials to prepare their livestock for the winter.
The old man, who spoke broken Mandarin, pointed to the tower-shaped feed silos and explained to Feng Yong that they were what cattle and sheep ate during the winter.
This thing is very simple to make, the most important thing is to chop the grass into pieces and then seal it.
However, this silage also pays attention to the raw materials, because the more moisture and sugar content of the forage, the better the quality of the green silage will be. If Feng Yong makes it like this, it will be half-dry and half-green at most. , far less than later generations.
Fortunately, this is just a test, and there are no high requirements at all.
Unfortunately, this was an era without plastics, and sealing was a big problem, so Feng Yong did not expect to be able to keep 100% of the feed from deteriorating like later generations.
But as long as it can reach 60 to 70% usability, it will be considered a success.
In a rough age, there are rough ways to live.
