Tomorrow

Chapter 21 The Invitation of Yun Zhao

Zhang Chunliang disconnected the mechanism, and the rotating hydraulic lathe slowly stopped turning.

Use a brush to brush off the iron filings in the barrel, measure the inner diameter of the barrel with a caliper, remove the chuck, and lift the barrel with a thick hemp rope to remove it from the lathe.

It was placed upright on the wooden shelf. The wooden shelf had three fulcrums. He moved the fulcrums with his hands and found that each fulcrum was bearing the weight, which relieved him.

If there is a fulcrum that cannot bear the weight, the barrel will be slightly deformed if it is placed on the two fulcrums for a long time.

Zhang Chunliang never allowed flaws in the barrels of his own hands.

The previous two hundred and sixty-two barrels were okay, so the next one, or even the future ones, shouldn’t have any problems.

The workshop was too hot and stuffy, and when I moved, my whole body was drenched with sweat.

After I lifted the kettle and poured it with cold water, I sweated more and more. After this wave of hot sweat went out, my body suddenly became much cooler.

I didn't sleep all night last night, and just sitting down at this time, I was very sleepy.

The forging hammer in the distance is still banging endlessly, which shows that no new barrel has been forged yet.

He just slept in a daze for a while, and he was pushed to wake up. He looked at him dazedly, and the chief steward of the workshop stood in front of him, and Zhang Chunliang's sleepiness suddenly disappeared.

"What's the matter, have a new life?"

He Liang smiled and looked at Zhang Chunliang with both hands clasped his fists and said, "Congratulations, congratulations."

Zhang Chunliang smiled and said, "Have you increased your wages?"

He Liang said: "You're a bit promising, you already have the highest craftsman's wages, and your family is living well. Why can't you get out of the money every day?"

Zhang Chunliang said: "If you don't have money, let me drink northwest wind. We are a group of coolies. Besides money, what can we expect?"

He Liang frowned and said, "Where is your labor medal?"

Zhang Chunliang said angrily: "Bronze is not gold."

He Liang shook his head regretfully and said, "Good things are given to the dog."

Zhang Chunliang said: "Don't fool me with broken copper and iron in the future. It's better to watch me work hard and increase my wages than those vain things."

He Liang said angrily, "You deserve to be a coolie for a lifetime."

Zhang Chunliang said: "I was originally a coolie."

He Liang looked up to the sky and sighed, "Heaven is not fair."

When he said something, he stuffed an invitation card in Zhang Chunliang's hand and said unhappyly: "The county lord invites you to enter Chang'an City next September to discuss big plans!"

He Liang's words were only spoken, Zhang Chunliang's hand trembled, and the invitation card fell from his hand like a red iron block.

Looking at the invitation card that fell on the ground, Zhang Chunliang said, "Why me, not you scholars?"

He Liang picked up the exquisite invitation card from the ground and put it in Zhang Chunliang's hand and said: "You are the winner of the Lantian Labor Medal. You are qualified. I am just a steward and a scholar. I am not qualified to be in the hall. Everyone in Lantian is a public and commercial event."

After speaking, He Liang left the workshop somewhat lost.

Zhang Chunliang looked at the exquisite invitation card in his hand and muttered to himself: "Let me be a coolie to discuss state affairs with the ministers, isn't this harming me..."

Such invitations are naturally infinite in the hands of officials, but when placed in the hands of craftsmen and farmers, they become hot potato.

No one knows what to do, and no one knows what to say when he meets the ministers of Lantian Zhengshitang, or how to use that foot to step into the gate of Zhengshitang...

People like Han Lingshan and Zhang Guozhu had anticipated this situation a long time ago. They reminded Yun Zhao vaguely, but Yun Zhao appeared to be very indifferent.

Shows an expected grandeur from time to time.

The wheat in Lantian County has been harvested, and the ground has just been planted with broomcorn millet. This is a busy time for farming.

Peng Da, who came back from the vegetable field, still had a bundle of sweet potato leaves hanging on his hoe. He was going to take it home and cook it with garlic mash. Just drink some fresh sweet potato leaves to relieve fatigue.

After coming out of the field, he washed his feet in the ditch, put on his shoes, and walked home slowly. He saw his own scalpers grazing by the ditch, but the little son who was herding the cows was nowhere to be seen.

The scalper's stomach was round, and Peng Da cursed, he pulled the ox prongs and led the ox home.

Nowadays, there are not many Lantian people like him who wholeheartedly attend to the crops, and he despises those who work for a little money.

When the disaster strikes, the first to starve to death is this group of **** who only recognize money and don't grow crops.

For this reason, he had a quarrel yesterday with his eldest son who wanted to go out of the caravan.

That unfilial son actually said that he didn't want to find food in the land, he was going to make a lot of money.

Grandpa, my family has 26 acres of land. We have smashed six thousand catties of wheat, one thousand catties of beans, more than five thousand catties of potatoes, four hundred catties of rapeseed, and only then can the millet be planted. Such a good harvest, why can't it be tied? Hold his heart.

Peng Da Yue thought the more sorrowful he was, and couldn't help sing in a low voice: "Carrot arms, white radish legs, such a good place can't hold you..."

The eldest son couldn't stop this. His ineffective uncle made a lot of money by going away for many years. This time, the mother-in-law wanted to let the son go. His words really didn't work anymore.

Seeing that the door was reached, he untied the rope, and the big scalper didn't need to be driven away, so he walked into the bullpen, lying obediently on the hay hill, and continued to eat hay without a bite.

Peng Da opened the door and saw a man in a green shirt sitting under the eaves, shaking his fan and talking to his eldest son.

There is only one person who can sit under the eaves of his house so long and have his wife's doll surrounded and served, and that is the doll sent by the academy.

Seeing Peng Da coming in, the woman hurriedly greeted him, took the **** and sweet potato leaves from his shoulder, pointed to the young man under the eaves and said, "Zhou Lichang has been waiting for you for a long time."

Peng Da laughed and walked over, sitting on the steps, and said: "The chief clerk thinks that my house is here, and I can't invite you to come on weekdays."

Zhou Yuan, who was talking about Lantian City with his eldest son, smiled and said, "Your family is rich, and you live carefully on weekdays, and you are not a person who likes to make troubles. Didn't I come to your house to disturb your good life?

It won't be possible if you don't come today. "

After speaking, he stood up and said to Peng Da, "The county respects you, please invite Uncle Peng to discuss important matters in Chang'an City in September next year!"

While talking, he took out a beautiful invitation card from his arms and handed it to Peng Da.

Peng Da is different from Zhang Chunliang. He has met Yun Zhao. Yun Zhao has also been to his house. Therefore, he took the invitation with both hands and said in confusion, "The county honoree invites me to discuss state affairs? I know. What? What advice can you give the county honor?"

Zhou Yuan looked enviously at the gold invitation card in his hand and said: "I don't know this, but ah, our farm in Lantian County has received no more than ten such posts.

When selecting characters this time, Uncle Peng met all the conditions. First, you are a real farmer, a well-known good style for Shili Baxiang.

Second, you are a group practicer, and you have entered the Qinling Mountains to fight against the bandits.

Third, you have contributed more than 100,000 catties to Lantian in recent years.

Judging from these three points, you are the most suitable candidate. Basically, other people's households are not farming anymore, so you are not a farmer. "

Peng Da looked down at his invitation, then glanced sideways at his son and said, "The county lord wants me to go to Chang'an for a drink?"

Zhou Yuan chuckled and said, "The meeting time is not too short. Naturally, a few banquets are indispensable."

"Did the county chief who runs the caravan invite you?"

"As far as I know, none of the businesses that can be invited by the county honoree are big businesses, and most people may not be successful."

Peng said with a big smile: "Look, even the county veterans value us farming, and we refuse to farm one by one. If there is a disaster year, one by one will eat **** and no one will heat it.

This time I met with the county lord, not to mention anything else, I have to talk about the peasants' unwillingness to plant the land.

Let the county honorably clean up those **** who don't do good things. It's best to send them to Ningxia Town to farm, and you will know the benefits of farming in Lantian.

During the catastrophe year, there was not enough food. The county honourable person, who was so rich, came to my house, and the county honourable who ate spicy garlic noodles was about to cry.

I always remember this scene of the old man.

Without the farmer honestly farming, the world is just a fart! "

Peng Da, who received the invitation, immediately changed a person, and he was particularly energetic when he taught his son and mother-in-law.

Seeing Peng Da's appearance, Zhou Yuan couldn't stay there anymore. God knows that Peng Da is talking vigorously, will he even bear him up.

A small invitation card set off a huge wave in Guanzhong.

Through these invitations, people can easily determine who Zun Yunzhao values ​​in Lantian County.

It is a pity that some wealthy owners did not receive the invitation, but some craftsmen, farmers, healers, government servants, tax collectors, and merchants who had done good deeds got the beautiful invitation.

"To discuss state affairs together—"

What an honor is this, why are so many poor ghosts so cheap, but they don't take them as rich people to heart?

When these rich people hurriedly huddled together to discuss the situation they were facing, they suddenly discovered that not all the rich were not invited, but they were not invited.

"Have you heard of the word ratio?"

The rich man who received the invitation carefully took out the invitation from his arms and placed it in front of everyone, shaking his fan to explain to these frightened companions why they did not get the invitation.

"This time the county honoree doesn't look at who has more money. UU reads www.uukānshu.com and sends invitations to anyone. Do you know why farmers, craftsmen, and merchants get the most invitations?"

Some smart rich people immediately said: "Because they are crowded!"

The rich man who received the invitation "swish" closed the folding fan and pointed at the rich man present with the folding fan and said: "Yes, you count our number, and then look at the number of farmers, artisans, and merchants.

The county lord is preparing to give everyone a chance to speak out. This is a great kindness. "

"If there are too many poor ghosts, we will be outnumbered."

"That's too right, but I also tell you, where are the poor ghosts in Lantian County now? There are no people who can live on our charity for a long time.

At this time, if you want to get better, don't cry out from the poor ghost on the left and the poor ghost on the right, yelling them annoyed, and unite to deal with us. Then you will cry without tears. "

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