Chapter 101: Place the Immortal Stone Xiaoshi and Songtong to obtain...
When Xiaoshi and Songtong heard the news, they put down their work and rushed over.
"Chief, you are finally back." Xiaoshi was very happy.
In contrast, the younger Song Tong was more composed. He bowed first and then asked, "Chief, did everything go smoothly on your return to Emei this time?"
Xiao Shi then followed suit, bowing. Together with Song Tong, they looked towards Fu Li, their faces tinged with slight worry. If only Fu Li had said, "Things aren't going well," both of them would have willingly sacrificed their lives to help her.
Fu Li helped the two men up, one on each side, and said with a hearty smile, "Don't worry, don't worry, everything will go well. My teacher has given us an industry. If either of you has time, arrange some manpower, find a good site, and build a new workshop. In the future, share a portion of the bamboo and high-quality wood you cut back, and use it specifically to make phone cases."
"Cellphone case?" Xiao Shi asked curiously, "What is that?"
Fu Li took out a second-generation phone she had brought back specially and removed the case. "This is it. We mainly do root carving, bamboo weaving, and wood carving here. It must be polished to a smooth finish, without a single burr."
Song Tong stared at the image of Yuanshi Tianzun printed on it and said, "We have plenty of bamboo here, and mulberry, paulownia, hazel, and other woods are also everywhere in the mountains. As for craftsmen, our tribe already has over 400 skilled artisans, big and small. Even if they were to switch to this right away, there wouldn't be much adjustment. The only difficulty would be the pigment."
If it were made of wood, it would be easy, but painting and coloring on bamboo would be difficult.
What’s more, the surface of bamboo weaving is uneven, so ensuring the smoothness and harmony of the painting visually requires many experiments.
However, compared with pigments, this only requires craftsmen to spend more time studying and the problem will be solved slowly.
Therefore, Song Tong did not mention it at all, but pointed out the difficulty as soon as he opened his mouth.
Fu Li nodded slightly, but did not offer any solutions. Instead, she looked at Xiao Shi, who seemed to be lost in thought, and asked, "Xiao Shi, what do you think?"
Xiao Shi pondered, "If we use flowers and plants as pigments, not only will it be difficult to color them, but they will also fade quickly. I know of a blue stone that, when ground up, can produce a beautiful, vibrant blue. I imagine there are other stones that can produce other colors, but we haven't discovered them yet."
Fu Li nodded again, revealing an appreciative smile. "First, take your men to collect some of those blue stones, and then take them to look for red and yellow ones. As long as we have these three colors, we will have all the colors in the world."
When she was in school in her previous life, there were two versions of the three primary colors. In elementary school, the three primary colors were red, yellow, and blue. When she reached junior high school, the textbooks were completely revised. Not only did the nine planets in the solar system become eight, but the three primary colors were also changed to magenta, yellow, and cyan.
In fact, whether it is red, yellow, blue, or magenta, yellow, and cyan, as long as you find the right proportion, you can mix out tens of millions of colors.
Xiao Shi was full of energy and said, "Don't worry, Chief. I will finish the things on hand today and take the people there tomorrow."
Fu Li nodded and said to Song Tong, "Then I'll leave the selection of the venue to you. Your sister is growing up every year, and I heard she's doing well in school. Let her stay with you and learn slowly."
Song Tong was overjoyed when he heard this and thanked him, "Thank you for your appreciation, Chief. He Qing will definitely not let you down."
After finishing the most important matter, Fu Li asked Song Tong, "Did your mother take someone out again?"
Song Tong said, "Seven days ago, Elder Ji Meng sent word back that a tribe called Hong not only refused to cooperate with her in flood control efforts, but also brought people to seize our flood control tools. So Mu gathered her men, notified the Feng Sui and Lang Yi tribes, and went to the village to reason with them."
Xiao Shi said, "My sister also went with us and was appointed as the deputy commander by the Great Elder."
After hearing this, Fu Li knew that Xiao Shi's sister Zhou Shan was able to become a deputy general so quickly. It was due to her own talents, but it was also because Ge wanted to win over colleagues for his daughter.
This kind of thing is inevitable, Fu Li didn't say anything.
Firstly, Ge had indeed worked hard and made great contributions, and had always followed Fu Li's wishes. Secondly, she was not young anymore, and had been fighting for years. She might have sensed that her physical fitness was declining year by year, so she wanted to accumulate some connections for her two daughters.
Fu Li could understand and was prepared to divide the military power after Ge's death, so he didn't care about her little tricks.
As for Ge herself, her character is simple and honest even in this era. She simply wants to build more connections for her two daughters and doesn't think too deeply about it.
When she can no longer fight in the future, she will not have any objection if Fu Li wants to replace him with someone else to lead the troops.
So, Fu Li just nodded and asked again, "Where does Ji Meng's waterway lead to?"
Xiaoshi looked at Songtong. Songtong was the one who took care of most of these complicated matters.
Song Tong pulled out a piece of nitrated sheepskin and unfolded it, revealing a map of the entire Shu region. Her calloused index finger traced the map, stopping at a specific spot. "The messenger who returned seven days ago said they've arrived here."
Fu Li looked down and saw that it was probably Mianyang in the future, almost reaching the border of Tibet.
She secretly calculated in her heart that the waterway that Ji Meng had opened was either the Dadu River or the Jinsha River. However, the Shang Dynasty was too far away from later generations, and no one knew how many times the water veins had shifted in the meantime.
She had decided that when the first waterway between Sichuan and Tibet was opened, it would be called the Dadu River, and the second would be the Jinsha River. If there were a third and fourth, they would be the Nu River and the Lancang River...
Anyway, they are all ready-made names and are friendly, so you don’t have to think about them anymore.
Once the water veins connect to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and with the help of the immortals' great power of flying and hiding in the ground, a Sichuan-Tibet Highway will be built, and it will be natural to include that place in the scope of Shu.
After all, Sichuan and Tibet are inseparable. The sooner they are included, the better.
With a plan in mind, Fu Li returned the map to Song Tong and instructed him, "You guys go and do your work. I'll go check on Fu Yao first, and then go to the top of the mountain.
By the way, I will set up a three-mile formation around the top of the mountain. Remember to inform everyone in the tribe not to go up the mountain, no matter what the matter is."
"Yes. Chief, Immortal Lord, we will take our leave."
The two men responded in unison and left.
Ling Zhuzi asked, "Are you going to put that immortal stone on the top of the mountain?"
"That's right." Fu Li nodded. "Although we have no shortage of natural treasures to feed him, he is, after all, a spiritual creature born and raised by the earth. It's best not to let him leave the nourishment of the earth veins and not delay his absorption of the essence of the sun and the moon."
Lingzhuzi thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he did not object.
The two first went to the papermaking workshop to find Fuyao. The workshop was now on track and produced three types of paper: bamboo paper, mulberry paper, and mulberry paper.
The best quality is bamboo paper, the worst is mulberry paper, but the yellowest is made from the bark of the mulberry tree.
Fu Li looked at them one by one, touched the slightly yellowed bamboo paper and thought for a moment, then took out his cell phone and sent a message to Fu Shuang.
Lingzhuzi could see clearly from the side that she wanted Fushuang to send someone who knew magic to bring over some of the ganzhe residue left over from making sugar.
The ganzhe residue was originally used to feed cattle, sheep, and pigs. Because of the residual sugar, the meat of the livestock fed with it is tender, sweet, and has little fishy smell.
However, the sugarcane residue sent over at this time is obviously not for feeding pigs and sheep.
Ling Zhuzi then asked, "Can Ganzhe residue be used to make paper?"
Fuyao also looked over curiously.
Fuli shook her head. "Of course it can't be used alone to make paper, but it can make the paper whiter."
Lingzhuzi raised an eyebrow but said nothing. But Fuyao couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, "This bamboo paper is already very good. Master, do you think it can be better?"
Fu Li smiled: "Since we can make something better, why not?"
She pointed at the pulp pool and said, "After this batch of raw materials is used up, we will stop and wait for Fushuang to send over the Ganzhe residue."
Now Fuyao was in charge of papermaking, so the two of them didn’t stay here for long and soon said goodbye and went to the top of the highest mountain.
Lingzhuzi used magic to create a flat ground, and Fuli then released the magic stone.
This fairy stone first passed through the mobile phone transmission array, and then stayed in Zhao Gongming's cave for a long time. Later, it was put into Fu Li's sleeve and brought here. It has not seen the light of day for a long time.
Now that it suddenly saw the light of day, the energy of the earth veins and the essence of the sun rushed over. Fu Li and Ling Zhuzi, whose palms were on the fairy stone, clearly felt that the fairy fetus inside was even more happy.
Fu Li chuckled softly, took out a petal of three-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, used her magic power to transform it into essence, and directly transmitted it through the stone shell to the immortal fetus in the core. She coaxed softly, "I've really wronged you these past two days, but I won't do that again in the future. Just eat well and come out soon."
Lingzhuzi said nothing, but silently transformed a thousand-year-old ginseng into essence and slowly gave it to the immortal fetus.
Fu Li urged dissatisfiedly, "Don't be silent, say something to him too."
Lingzhuzi was startled: "What did you say?"
What is there to say to an embryo that has not yet developed actual consciousness?
Fu Li glanced at him sideways. Seeing that the essence in her palm had been completely absorbed by the limited fetus, she gently stroked the boulder, her voice suddenly softening eight degrees: "He's still a child now. Haven't you seen how others comfort children? Just learn from him."
Lingzhuzi: “…………”
He had seen her before, more than once. But asking him to say those words… He held it in for a long time, his face flushed, but he couldn't utter a single word.
Fu Li chuckled and tried to comfort the immortal fetus: "Be good, baby. It's not that he doesn't like you, he's just being stubborn. When the baby is born, I'll definitely give him a good time."
Thinking about Monkey King’s mischief and noise, Fu Li seemed to have seen Lingzhuzi’s defense being broken.
However, Monkey King was originally born around the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. Although he was blessed with rare treasures this time, he must have been born earlier, but could he be born earlier than Nezha?
This is a problem.
Seeing her suddenly fall into deep thought while laughing, Lingzhuzi looked at her curiously: "What weird idea have you come up with now?"
"What do you mean by a weird idea?" Fu Li said angrily, "If you can't speak, find someone who can."
Then he turned to the immortal fetus and said, "Baby, baby, don't learn from your uncle. You must be sweeter in the future."
What she was thinking in her heart was: Monkey brother, Monkey brother, please don't be influenced by Lingzhuzi, just maintain your original lively, cheerful and sweet personality.
Among the three traitors in Heaven, Monkey King is the best in terms of knowledge; and when it comes to sweet talk, Monkey King is the best by a landslide!
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