Since the soap recipe has been dedicated to the emperor, they will naturally decide on the promotion. Luo Yong doesn’t want to make another spoil, nor does he want to steal the emperor’s limelight at this time, and to make himself feel like he exists.

But Luo Yong must still have to ask for these seeds of Chameng rice. The transportation cost is so expensive at this time. It is definitely much more cost-effective to grow some rice locally than spending money to buy rice from other places.

So Luo Yong said to Du Gou: "Since this soap recipe has been dedicated to the saint, it is naturally the saint. If Du Dalang wants the recipe, he may have to discuss with the saint."

When Du Gou heard this, he smiled bitterly and bowed to Luo Yong, and for a moment he was speechless.

Others may not understand the twists and turns here, but Du Gou himself has also been in contact with the power center. He knows that Luo Sanlang's words are not an excuse. It's just that he rode all the way all the way, and all the hard work is still a waste of water. He is inevitably disappointed.

"I wonder what the purpose of Du Dalang learning this prescription?" Luo Yong asked him.

"It is to find a profitable livelihood for the elders of Laizhou." Du Gou replied.

Laizhou is near the sea, and locals rely on fishing for a living and grow some crops. Life is basically no problem. But if a local economy wants to develop and people want to live a prosperous life, they have to have their own industries and have things to sell from Laizhou to other places to exchange for money.

Speaking of the soap making business, people on the grassland do have more advantages than them, but this does not affect people in other regions who also make soap to increase their income. It is not easy to make money these days. Just relying on farming or fishing, life is always difficult. If there are any disasters and difficulties, ordinary families cannot bear it.

"Since that's the case, why don't I teach you the skills of the peony cushion?" Luo Yong said bluntly.

"!" Du Gou was surprised when he heard this, and then immediately bowed to thank him: "In this way, I thank Luo Sanlang!"

He naturally heard of the name of the peony cushion. He heard that it was a big hit in Chang'an City last year. Many wealthy families in Chenzhong in Chang'an used peony cushions produced in Lishi County. Recently, because the weather has become really hot, fewer people have used it.

If he could learn this craft and go back and develop this industry in Laizhou, the products they made in the future can be sold to Hebei Road and to Huainan Road in the north, and to Huainan Road in the south. Suzhou, Hangzhou and Yangzhou in Huainan are famously rich places.

"This time I took advantage of Sanlang." Although Du Gou was happy, he was still from a big family and did not lose his manners.

"It's okay, people are making this peony cushion nowadays." There are indeed many people making peony cushions, especially inside and outside Chang'an City. However, it is still a few that are really good.

Judging from Du Gou's personality, he is not as smart, rigorous and difficult to speak, and he is even a bit loose and casual. At this time, if Luo Yong discusses with him and asks him to sell the rice seeds to him, the other party will agree.

But what's the point of that? It's a long journey, why do you have to make a waste of time?

Luo Yong did not feel that he had any disadvantages when using the peony cushion technique to exchange these rice seeds. If he remembered correctly, this variety of rice should have to wait until the Song Dynasty to truly be promoted on a large scale. That was a matter of hundreds of years later.

At this time in the early Tang Dynasty, the Chameng Dao was growing in some corners. Without any channels, it was really impossible to get it.

Since both sides had made up their minds, Du Gou did not guard against Luo Yong and directly gave him the seeds first.

Luo Yong divided the seeds into two parts, one of which he kept, and received them in the space just in case, and handed over the other part to the disciples who rented his fields, asking them to take some of them to plant them, and each of them recorded their own planting methods, and then compared them when they received the goods in the autumn to see who planted the best rice.

In the days that followed, Du Gou lived in Xipo Village.

Luo Yong found a room for him in the yard of his disciples. Du Gou went to the Xu family's guesthouse for dinner every day, but also practiced making peony cushions in this yard.

Because Du Gou learned this very carefully, he always asked questions to ask questions. Once Luo Yong couldn't fool him, he mentioned the concepts of sketching such as light and structure.

Then Du Gou seemed to have opened the door to a new world. The paintings he learned in the past were mainly based on lines and veins, while the sketches were light and light-dark relationships. This was simply too novel for him. He even threw down the peony cushion and practiced sketching with the bamboo charcoal he burned out.

After Du Gou lived in Xipo Village for some time, he even quietly became popular among the young men in the village.

In the past, when their village was poor, there was naturally no such priority. Now that the economic conditions have improved, I saw a young, handsome and graceful gentry man swaying around the village every day. Some villagers will inevitably follow the example when they see it.

The yarn soft towel used for the toner is not cheap, but it can be used for a long time as long as you buy such a piece of fabric, so many people are willing to buy it with money.

Aunt Luo also asked someone to buy two Saro soft scarves from the city, one for Lin Wulang and the other for Luo. Luo Yong refused to wear them, but she and Er Niang forced them down and used the soft scarf to tie a flat-headed small figure on his head.

"Look, this black sand is a charming person." After the piercing, Aunt Luo looked around and looked very satisfied. Their Saburo was originally clean and gentle, and when she tied such a squid, she looked even more scholarly.

The Saro soft scarf is a piece of blue-black gauze fabric, also known as black sand. The black gauze hats in later generations evolved from this.

"I'll be like this from now on." Erniang immediately made a decision for Luo.

"The white and white men's clothes look stupid with this blue-black and black hair." Luo Yong said disgusted.

It’s not that he refused to accept the aunt’s heart, but that the equipment he had on him was not at all suitable. Luo Yong saw what the people in the village would look like after they had their hair tied up?

"What's that? I think it's pretty good." Er Niang said. It's really not very good, but only one head looks good, that's also good. The young young man has to dress up when he needs to.

"When the filial piety period comes out, I will make you two more energetic robes." The old lady coaxed the child and said, "Okay, remember to tie it yourself tomorrow, don't be lazy."

Ernie also promised him: "You are better than those in our village, really."

Luo Yong:...I just think you are praising me.

In order not to disappoint the aunt and the second lady, Luo Yong bit the bullet and lame himself on the next morning.

I originally wanted to find two pieces of clothes to match, but when I opened the wardrobe, I saw that there were not only one serious and decent clothes, so I had to continue wearing the white and short brown set of yesterday.

"Yo, Saburo is well-tailed."

"nice."

"If you have to wear a little boy like this, you have to look good."

"This is bought by the aunt. I think Lin Wulang also wore it today. It's not as good as you."

“…”

When people in Xipo Village saw Luo Sanlang wearing a squid head, they all praised each other. After hearing too many praises, Luo Yong almost thought that it was actually a problem with his own aesthetics. In fact, everyone's vision was correct. The earthy white short brown and blue-black hair were actually very beautiful.

Occasionally, when merchants from other places come here to buy things, Luo Yong can also smile at his brand new head. Anyway, he is a young man in the countryside, so what is there?

"Brother, Du Dalang is here to look for you again." In the afternoon, Luo Yong was making soap in the backyard, and Si Niang ran over and said to him.

"Oh." Luo Yong responded and said to Si Niang: "Push you help me push this for a while, I'll come over later."

"Okay." Si Niang deserved it very well. At this time, Peng Er was cooking pig food under the slope. Er Niang was in the room next to put the tofu blocks that had grown mold in the past few days. Everyone was busy.

Luo Yong put down the work in his hand and was about to go out. After thinking about it, he reached out to remove the Saro scarf on his head.

"Why did you remove the head again?" Si Niang shouted. Both sisters said that Saburo's head looks good, and Si Niang thought it was pretty.

"I didn't get a good job in the morning, and I was relaxed when I was working just now." Luo Yong said.

It’s fine if others are, but Du Gou really can’t afford to lose this person. Recently, people in their village started to thorn their heads when they learned it. As a result, they tugged one by one, but they couldn’t catch up with half of them.
Chapter completed!