Chapter 124 Beware of excessive excessiveness

It is a stupid thing to interfere with the choice of a friend by rudely. You must not use your own opinions to measure your friend's behavior unless he makes a request.

In this way, you are an independent person.

Many powerful people are always surrounded by a group of flatterers. The reason is that powerful people make decisions at will, which are better than the decisions they make themselves.

This is good, not the right one, but the harvest...

The higher the noble birth or strong person, the higher the requirements for independent personality, Huo Qubing, Li Dan, Cao Xiang, but Zhang Tang is not.

Yun Lang stood outside the court, watched everyone he knew coldly, and then formulated a different way of making friends.

As of now, the effect is good.

A large family usually quickly develops some of their own habits, and the same is true for the Yun family. From taking a bath every day, eating three meals a day, and then dressing, the Yun family seems to be very different from other people's families.

Speaking of which, the people of the Han Dynasty were generally dirty, and even those with some money at home could not be clean and tidy.

Clean people always look a little more pleasing.

Now, whether it is the government or the hunter, the way to distinguish between the savages and the servants of the Yun family is to look at the degree of tidyness.

This thing cannot be imitated. Even if the savages want to clean themselves, they will not have the chance to keep it. At least, the process of finding food is very difficult.

A relatively simple way to forage is to carry coal stones to Yun’s house to exchange food.

Yunlang basically doesn't save money. As long as there is some money in his hand, Yunlang will exchange the money for food and supplies.

In the Han Dynasty, bartering is more affordable and convenient than money.

This is how the lifestyle of self-cultivated farmers is. Many wealthy families with many fields, cattle and sheep are actually unable to find much money.

If the family is sick, they carry a bag of grain to find a doctor. If there is no salt at home, they will carry a few bags of grain to exchange. Even if they are hired, the reward will be grain.

Before Liu Che, in the Han Dynasty, anyone could mint money. As long as you have copper in your hands and craftsmen, you can make money. This is a lucrative business.

As more people mint coins, the quality of the coins they cast will drop sharply. Cheap lead and tin are added to copper water, and one pound of copper will turn into one and a half pounds of copper... Then, the copper coins that come into the hands of ordinary people will turn into broken things if they are pinched.

The mystery of Yunlang's natural way is that he is naturally unwilling to exchange silk, vegetables, and grains he has worked hard to produce for those broken copper coins without any credit guarantee. It is very difficult to restore them to pure copper.

Therefore, Yun Lang likes this most quaint way of trading, even though he clearly knows that it is a regression.

No matter what, it is very beneficial for the Yun family to become the basis of transactions.

The family has a large population, so every inch of land is fully utilized. Yunlang is preparing to use the first season to screen seed grain.

The thick and plump ears will be specially selected and stored separately for next year's seeds.

Next year, we will continue to screen for thicker seeds to continue to serve as seeds. As long as we persist in selecting seeds and maintaining the independence of this farmland, we will sooner or later choose the best seeds.

More than 30 kilograms of carrot seeds have been collected, which is not much for the 50 acres of carrot planting area.

Seeing that the cabbage was not eaten, but all the elders were heading and finally blooming and growing seeds, the Yun family carefully collected the seeds. It was not too much, only a little over two kilograms.

Zhang Tang said that the walnut trees in Shanglinyuan will no longer bear fruit when they arrive in Chang'an. Some trees have grown for six years and still do not grow walnuts.

Yun Lang naturally took over these so-called wastes. Even if it was a big tree, he sent someone to dig it out and plant it in his own courtyard.

As for the walnut tree that takes more than thirteen years to grow walnuts, he is not going to tell Zhang Tang.

In the Han Dynasty, the most valuable things were always crops and livestock. Although silk and other things were expensive, their demand was limited. In this generally poor world, it was not the mainstream of transactions.

The Yun family took the seeds from the royal family and returned ten times the seeds. This was very fair. When the summer and autumn harvests, the Yun family perfectly completed the task. Zhang Tang looked at the still lush field of the Yun family, sighed and went back.

It takes a certain level to eat wheat ears. Yunlang is very sure of this. After bundling a handful of green wheat ears into a small bunch, it is placed on the fire to roast. The flames will burn the wheat turtle. The wheat ears will be black, and then take the opportunity to put them on the palm of your hand and rub them. When you blow it hard, the wheat shells will be blown away, leaving a small handful of cooked wheat grains.

Even though he was full of charred food, Yunlang still had a taste of it. Although it might be better to rub the green wheat grains and stir-fry them with salt in an iron pot, Yunlang prefers burnt wheat, which will make it more wild.

After walking twice in a row in the First Emperor's Mausoleum, Yun Lang became more attached to life in the sun.

Walking in the sun during the day, but patrolling in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor at night. The world of living people is so different from that of dead people, which makes Yun Lang doubt his life countless times, and can't figure out why he tortured himself like this.

Standing at the Xianyang City Gate again, the wind blew out from the city gate, like a burst of despair sighs, and it was dark inside, and there was no such thing as the light as before when I entered.

The last time he came in, Yun Lang shone all the oil in the giant cauldron and let them flow into the specially prepared wooden barrel.

Compared to those magical mechanisms, Yun Lang believed in the torch in his hand more.

Dazai's health is very poor, and his sallow face does not have much blood even if it is reflected by fire.

"Are you sure you'll refille this turmeric oil into the cauldron? Instead of getting it outside to light the light?"

"Don't worry, it will definitely be restored, but this must be done after I understand all the mysteries here."

"At least, hurry up, I think I'm going to die."

Yun Lang silently walked straight through the gate of Xianyang City. The flip boards had been covered with wooden boards. The holes of crossbow arrows on both sides of the city gate had been blocked to death by him with wooden pins. The holes that could eject spears had also been dealt with the same way.

In order to prevent the Qianjin Gate at the top of the city, he pried over two copper incense burners from not far away and placed at the city gate. First, block the city gate and prevent it from closing. Second, once the Qianjin Gate falls, there are two strong support objects so that the Qianjin Gate won't make him a pool of meat sauce.

Dazai despised Yun Lang's destructive security awareness very much, but he had no choice but to Yun Lang who had made up his mind.

Looking up at the two tall golden men, Yunlang tapped with a hammer, and the sound was crisp. Then Yunlang pulled Dazai and ran back.

"What are you doing?"

"It's a big mistake to be careful. The body of the golden man is actually empty. I must think that the First Emperor would have nothing to do to put two statues here."

After saying that, he lay on the ground, tried hard to put a bowstring on his iron arm crossbow, aimed at the wrist of a golden man and pulled the crossbow machine.

The iron-rod crossbow arrow landed accurately on the golden man's arm, making a loud buzzing sound. With a click, the golden man's arm actually fell off...

"Look, what have you done?" Dazai was a little angry.

Yun Lang also felt that he was a little too much.

Seeing that the golden man was not moving, he came to the feet of the golden man carefully again, climbed the iron rings on the golden man's legs for the craftsman to come to the damaged arms of the golden man.

When I stood on the golden man's arms, I realized that the golden man's body was really solid, and only the arms and limbs were hollow.

Suddenly, he felt a little shaken under his feet. Yun Lang was shocked and quickly grabbed the bulge on the shoulder of the golden man firmly and screamed. Dazai was so anxious that he jumped down, but he had no choice. He watched the golden man slowly fall and finally leaned against the city wall with a rumbling sound. For a moment, dust flew, and the golden man's body shattered, and his huge head was bumped by the city wall and rolled down from his neck.
Chapter completed!