Chapter 388 A Day Worth Remembering (Please vote and subscribe)
After sorting out the spoils in detail, You Fu wrote a long letter, and sent the bamboo tube full of seeds back to Luo Chong by flying eagle at noon that day.
This was good news. He thought that no one cared more about the seeds of these crops than Luo Chong. After all, farming skills were taught to them by Luo Chong. If the leader could see the seed samples and the number he marked in the letter, he would definitely jump for joy.
As for the caravan's next move, You Fu was not going to go back immediately. In addition to the seeds, he wanted to take the caravan to sell the stolen white salt and the white salt they brought with them first. This was not a small amount. If all of them were exchanged for cattle, horses and sheep, it would definitely be a very large number, which could not be ignored in the construction and development of the Han tribe.
In the afternoon, the caravan did not move forward. You Fu directed everyone to make cloth bags with commercial woolen cloth, put the seeds into the bags, and then piled them on carts for transportation. A small team was sent to transport the seeds back first. After all, compared with the harvest of the caravan, the seeds were the cornerstone of the development of the Han tribe.
The next morning, after You Fu's careful consideration, the seed caravan consisting of 6 carriages began to return. The escort mission was a heavy cavalry of the general flag, including a correspondent of the Eagle Clan, plus ten drivers provided by the caravan, and 100 pack horses for replacement.
You Fu's order was also simple and rough. The horses could die and the people could sacrifice, but the seeds must be safely transported back to the tribe. The tribesmen in charge of the escort also understood the importance of seeds to the tribe and promised to complete the task.
Just as the escort team began to return, many major events occurred in Hanyang City at the same time, making this sultry day no longer ordinary, and even enough to be recorded in history.
For the first time, windows made of translucent waterproof oil paper appeared in the Han tribe.
The first batch of small calligraphy brushes of the Han tribe were successfully trial-produced.
The Han tribe made dry block pine soot ink for the first time.
The first batch of 1,000 pencils of the Han tribe were processed.
In addition to these, the first batch of black pottery inkstones were completed. Five consecutive firsts appeared on the same day, which is certainly a memorable day. Although they are all small gadgets, pencils and brushes, which are tools specially used for writing, undoubtedly have special significance. It can be said that until today, the Han tribe has a way to popularize culture.
However, the first person to like pencils was not the student Luo Chong wanted to see, but their creator, the Han tribe carpenter, which Luo Chong did not expect.
"Chief, the pencils you asked us to make are so convenient for marking on wood. They are even better than ink pencils for making short marks. But, Chief, what are these pencils for? They are not really for marking for us, are they?"
Mu Tong, the first person in the woodworking group of the Han tribe, asked Luo Chong. If it were someone else, no one would dare to talk to Luo Chong like this. Only the first few people who joined the Tree Tribe had the courage.
Well, Luo Chong didn't know how to answer for a moment, but after thinking about it, what the other party said was not wrong. Wasn't the original intention of making pencils for drawing? So what's the difference between drawing on paper and drawing on wood?
"Well, you can think so. Although I wanted to draw on paper at first, it's the same with drawing on a wooden board. Since you have already used a pencil, you should have realized the advantages of pencil drawing. If you sharpen the pencil and use a ruler, it will not be difficult to draw a detailed design. This will be of great help to us in creating more advanced equipment in the future."
Luo Chong answered slowly. Of course, there is something he didn't say. Pencils are very convenient for writing mathematical calculations and drawing accurate maps and nautical charts. Especially in terms of portability, it is more suitable for some quick writing and drawing work than a brush.
"So that's how it is. This tool is really good, but do we need to make so many?" Mu Tong continued to ask.
"Of course, these 1,000 pencils are not many. They will be used up very quickly. And I plan to let everyone learn to write and do arithmetic. It doesn't matter for the adults of this generation, but all children must receive education. I don't expect them to be very capable, but they must have basic reading and writing skills. Pencils play a big role in this. So you should continue to make as many as you can. Anyway, they won't go bad. Reserve them first."
"Oh, so that's the case. Then I will arrange production tasks for the people in the group and try to make more reserves." Mu Tong suddenly realized.
"Well, by the way, how is the reserve of fir wood? How much of the materials for compound bows are in reserve? I plan to start mass production of compound bows this winter. You should make material reserves in advance. I don't want to see that the new bows can't be made due to insufficient materials." Luo Chong nodded, and suddenly remembered the problem of replacing compound bows, and couldn't help reminding.
"Of course we have enough wood. We have been cutting wood since before we built the city. The earliest fir has been dried in the shade for more than two years. There is no problem making bows, but I can't do anything about the other materials, such as ox horns and tendons. It depends on how much Youfu and the others can collect." Mu Tong spread his hands.
"Well, you go ahead and do your work. I will ask Youfu about the ox horns and tendons later."
Luo Chong took 50 pencils and left the wood processing factory. He returned to his home. Xiaodie was happily looking at the newly pasted window paper and couldn't help laughing.
"Husband, this oil paper is really great. Even if the windows are closed, the room won't be dark. In this way, if there is bad weather, you can sew clothes in the room even if the windows are closed." Xiaodie couldn't help but sighed when she saw Luo Chong coming back.
"Of course, not only can you sew clothes, but you can also write and draw." Luo Chong continued.
"Eh? What are those things you have? Are they new chopsticks?"
"No, these are pencils, also used for writing and drawing."
"For writing, but didn't you just bring a brush and inkstone to your desk? Why do you need something to write?" Xiaodie asked in confusion.
"They are different. One is a soft brush and the other is a hard brush. You'll know when you use them."
Luo Chong came to the empty room next to the main house. The kang in this room was full of Luo Chong's "property", including clothes, animal skins, even food, and some stones collected by Luo Chong. It was like a small warehouse, but Luo Chong's favorite was the oak desk under the window.
This desk was built by Luo Chong's carpenters. The material used was all white oak, which was hard and strong. The most important thing was that there were two rows of drawers on it, which could be used to store some tools and important information. Finally, it was painted with tung oil more than ten times. The light yellow tabletop could even reflect a person's shadow. Even in modern times, this desk would cost at least 18,000 yuan. Unfortunately, it has never been used.
But things will be different after today. It is estimated that Luo Chong will not leave this desk for a long time in the future.
Sitting on a solid wooden chair covered with a cool mat, Luo Chong took out a piece of white paper from the drawer, took a pencil and began to draw a magical tool that he had long wanted to make.
(End of this chapter)
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